Disclaimer (for future reference my disclaimer for all stories is on my profile):

- i own nothing Stephanie Meyer owns all... please dont sue me i dont get a large enough allowance for a good lawyer!!

PROLOUGE

EPOV

I can't believe they got me in school again! I thought angrily. I haven't been back to school in a 9 months. I haven't done a lot of things in about 9 months actually. I don't laugh anymore, I don't even smile. Much to my family's surprise I have even given up fighting with Rosalie. I just don't have the will to argue my point anymore; it's easier to let her win. I feel no emotion anymore except pain, sadness, and guilt. Ever since… NO! I can't start this again, I can't do this here, there are humans here.

Try as I might I couldn't help but slip into my painful memories of almost a year previously…

APOV

I glanced sideways at my brother, I could tell he was struggling. It had been a fight from the very beginning to get him to even consider going back to school.

Not that he fought. He didn't have an opinion about anything anymore, it seemed, but I knew better. He had opinions on things, he just didn't care anymore. He blindly agreed with anything Carlisle or Esme said, and we were all worried (except Rose). We had hoped time would heal, but it seemed to be making it worse. So I had fought for him, against the whole family. We had grown much closer to each other during the past 9 months.

Edward was sitting stiffly, eyes unfocused out the window. He was playing with something, fiddling with it apparently unconsciously. I didn't have to look to know exactly what it was, the ring, her ring. It hadn't left his sight since… Don't even think about it Alice. I told myself sternly. I knew the chance was slim that Edward was aware enough of his surroundings to read my mind, but I knew it would break him if he caught me thinking about it.

Mr. Jarvis called on Edward to answer the next Biology question. Biology. Now I knew why he was acting like this now, of course Biology would be harder for him. That was where they met. Mr. Jarvis was getting angry that Edward hadn't answered him yet, or acknowledged his existence for that matter. I quickly answered for him, and told Mr. Jarvis that I would talk to him about Edward after class. I hoped he would understand, poor Edward was going through enough without having the teachers mad at him too. Our memories did not fade, and I had a bad feeling that nothing was going to change for a very long time.

A/N: i hope you liked it, it was my first FanFic, so i didnt know how to work the disclaimer in there at fist. got it now though. i will update with the first chapter if you want me to, but im not sure if you like it cus no one reviewed, so how about a deal? i'll update as soon as i get 5 reviews just saying the word YES. if you want me to update just write yes and i will know that you like it. Please, it will seriously only take like 2 seconds.

luv to all that review (and those who are simply nice enough to read it- yeah i luv ya too, but please review),

TheMainThingIsNotToPanic