Chapter 2 of Poisoned. Hmmm...Maybe we'll see the Cullens...

I DONT OWN TWILIGHT! STEPHANIE MEYER DOES

I thought about it for a while. I let myself ponder over everything, determining whether or not to move. I mean, I still had a good two years left here, why waste? But the hunger for the knowledge of possibly remembering anything at all was unbearable. I chewed on my lip. Let me think about this... Okay, if I go to Forks then there is a possibility (even if it might be slight) that I could remember from my past. If I stayed here, then I go on with college with the occasional same flashback. When I weighed my options, I figured it out. I would be moving to Forks.

Weeks later...

I had arrived in Forks just hours before. Everybody was so kind. Kindness wasn't something I was accustomed to. In Chicago most everybody ignored me. There was the occasional Christmas carolers every year. But that was about it. I usually kept to myself. Hardly talking to anybody. But that was going to change now. I would have to get to know people more.

The next day...

I drove into the crowded parking lot of my new school. I drove pass each aged car. The only decent looking cars was a silver Volvo and a red BMW parked in the far corner. I found a parking spot and placed my vehicle in position. I got out and slammed the car door shut. Even though I didn't pay attention to the people, I could feel their gazes burning into my back back as I passed them. I swung open the doors at the front of the school and strode inside. I walked into the main office to be greeted by an elderly woman.

"Hello miss, can I help you?" Her croaky voice slightly echoed.

"Yes. I'm Isabella Swan and I'm new at this school. I came here to get my schedule." I smiled.

"Oh yes! Isabella, we have been expecting you." She smiled brightly. She reached behind her desk and pulled out a pink slip of paper.

"Here is your schedule, darling."

" Thank you very much."

I turned away and strutted out. I glanced at the schedule. My eyes skimmed down the list of classes. English for first period. Simple enough, I suppose. Room 131G.

Right now I'm in the F's so... I turned the hallways and passed numerous students, teachers, and rooms. I had found my way to the G's when a peculiar scent caught my attention. It wasn't a bad smell, but it also wasn't...human. More ancient, more old-fashioned. More...undead. The scent started moving and I followed it through the hallways. I couldn't see its cause just yet but I would soon. Suddenly, it split. I mean the scent literally split. Like it was cut in pieces. My brow furrowed slightly. I decided to follow the sweetest of the scents since it attracted me most. I followed for a minute when I finally got fed up with it. I started to speed walk and reached my target. Well, targets. There, walking in front of me, were two vampires. Well, I think they are. Since I haven't met so many immortals in my time I can't indicate them as well as others. But from what I knew, our kind always had a certain smell. The scents were all different but yet so alike. This was one of them.

I started to pay more attention to the figures in front of me. One was a male. Around 6 feet, I would say. He had reddish brown hair and a slightly muscular form. There was a small, petite female next to him. She was a good two feet shorter than him. She had spiky, jet black hair. They both had inhumanly pale skin, as I. Suddenly, the small girl stopped, followed by the male doing the same. He looked at her for a minute, waiting for her? I guess. She gasped and turned around, looking at me. The male did the same and shock was written clearly across his face. The girl wore a similar expression. I now got a good look at their faces. They both had butterscotch eyes and, as all immortals, were extremely, inhumanly beautiful.

I stopped in my tracks. I could feel confusion being formed on my features.

"Bella?" The exact name my parents had called me. I had given up that name several years ago. But, why would this complete stranger be calling me that?

" Actually, my name is Isabella." I said. I looked at them both. My eyes lingered a little longer on the boy.

"Bella, your name is Bella." She tried to convince herself. The boy was standing there in shock.

"Isabella. You must have me confused with someone else."

The girl shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts. She stared at the air for a second with glossy eyes.

" The bells about to ring." She hesitated. "Will you sit with us at lunch?"

"I... guess?" It came out sounding more of a question. At least I wouldn't have to worry about sitting alone today.

"I'm Alice by the way. Alice Cullen. I'll see you at lunch Bel- I mean Isabella." She smiled.

"Uh, ok" I was still slightly confused.

The girl turned away and motioned toward the boy. She started to walk away with him several paces behind.

My mind was slightly dazed. Had I known them before? I mean, I don't think so. I would have surely remembered, having such an advanced memory. How was it that they seemed like such familiar strangers? A horrible wave of recognition passed as I started to have a flashback...

"Hi Bella!" Alice said, and she bounced forward to kiss my cheek.

Whoa, head rush. I rubbed my temples trying to sort out the memory. The memory slightly started coming back. Okay, I was at...the Cullen's house. Why was I there? I vaguely remember being invited...but by who? Ugh...something about...parents? Meeting a family. Yeah..I think. And then something about a piano? Piano..Piano..Piano.. Maybe a song? The moment I thought that, I soft lullaby started playing in my head. It was such a sweet song. So much feeling was behind it. I couldn't help but feel touched, for some odd reason. I didn't notice when I had arrived at a classroom. Had I been walking? I suppose I was too lost in the song that I couldn't think right.

There was a little plate nailed nest to the door. It read Room 131G. That's..odd. I walked in and a middle-aged man sat at an old, ivory desk. I walked up to him shyly, not liking the admiring stares I received. The teacher noticed me and smiled warmly.

"Ah. You must be Isabella." He stood up and walked up to me.

"Yes. I am."

" Good good. Take seat. Come." He motioned his hand encouraging me to follow him. He walked to a desk close to the back. His cheerful mood became questionable.

"I hope you don't mind." He asked motioning to the desk.

"Oh no. Not at all." I gave him a charming smile before sitting down.

"Very well then." He strode back to his desk. The exact moment he sat down, the bell chimed.


My morning classes passed by slowly. In fact, too slowly for my taste. Right now I sat in fourth period reading, my head leaning on my right hand as the teacher droned on and on. I let my mind start to drift. The lullaby from this morning made its way to my mind. The memory was still quite hazy and frankly, it didn't deliver as much information as I wanted to. Who were the Cullens? I had obviously known them when I was human. Alice looked exactly the same as she did in my flashback. So...she was immortal when I first met her. I replayed the flashback once more and paid extra attention to it. I saw a blond man behind Alice that I hadn't noticed before. He was tall...He was lean...He was Jasper Hale. The unfamiliar name rang in my head. Once...twice. And then...

"That's Edward and Emmett Cullen, and Rosalie and Jasper Hale. The one who left was Alice Cullen. They all live together with Dr. Cullen and his wife."

My lips parted. Oh my. Two flashbacks in a day. The girl who was speaking to me in the flashback was indicating who the people were. The boy from this morning had been Edward Cullen. Emmett Cullen was very well built with curly brown hair. He seemed quite intimidating. Rosalie Hale was unbelievably beautiful, even for an immortal. Any girls self-esteem could take a blow just by being near her. I looked deep into that memory but found nothing worth analyzing. I sat, deep in concentration, when the bell rang, indicating lunch for me. I got up and walked out of the classroom. I took my time at my locker putting my things away. I closed it shut, revealing Alice who was hidden behind the open door. I jumped in shock, placing my hand over my dead heart instinctively.

"Hi!" She cheered.

"Alice." I scolded. She pouted.

"Sorry." She looked down, peaking under her lashes.

" Oh! I'm not really mad. Are you ok?" I didn't mean to hurt her feelings or anything.

" Of course!" She looked back up smiling. That faker! My jaw fell.

"Drama queen." I shook my head, laughing.

"Come on! lets go to lunch!" She grabbed my hand and yanked me to the cafeteria. She let go of my hand and walked in, looking back and smiling.

The kids who walked in before us headed into one of the lunch lines. I was about to do the same when I heard Alice shouting.

"No. Come on!" She started heading toward a table. I followed her, confused. When we got closer I saw Edward Cullen from this morning. Along with Emmett Cullen and Jasper and Rosalie Hale. I recognized them from my newly found memory. Jasper had honey colored hair. He seemed tall and lean. Just as I remember him. How nice it felt to say that! Emmett and Rosalie also looked exactly the same from my memory. The two were engulfed in conversation by the time I got there.

"Its not possible Emmett. Just imagine the horse power that thing might have!" Rosalie commented, throwing her hands in the air.

"Humph!" Emmett crossed his arms and looked away, into my direction. His upset face had turned into one of shock. Pure and utter shock.

"Emmett?" Rosalie looked at his face worried. She then looked up at me and her jaw fell slightly.

"Bella?" Both Emmett and Rosalie said together. My brow furrowed.

"Why is everyone calling me that today?" I took a seat in the one unoccupied chair.

"But that is your name...isn't it?" Emmett looked up at Alice.

"No. Actually, my name is Isabella." I answered.

"We know that but, don't you prefer Bella?" Emmett questioned once more.

"Where is everybody hearing this? First Alice calls me that and now...you." I sighed.

"Uhh...but...but." He stuttered.

"Isabella, would you care to explain how you are..." Alice left her sentence hanging.

"How I'm what?"

"You know..." She motioned towards me.

"Oh! You mean...like you guys." I whispered.

"Uhuh." She sat on Jasper's lap. She reminded me of a child ready for story time.

"Well I'd love to tell you, but I can't." I looked at their confused faces.

"Let me explain first."