A/N: Hey guys. Thanks for reading my story! I decided to write this on a whim. Please review and tell me what I'm doing right or doing wrong. Thanks to all my lovely reviewers who reviewed. I start writing the next chapter after I finish the last one, so that means if you guys don't review, I won't post the next chapter! FYI, this chapter is in Edwards POV. Enjoy!!

She sat on her bed. Her blond dreadlocks framing her face and making her blue green eyes pop. Smiling at me, I took her hand and introduced myself to her. Bailey. I loved her name. Her voice sounded like ringing bells.

Bailey was twisting her cream skirt in her hands, allowing part of her tan legs to be shown.

"How did you get your hair like that, Bailey? It's awesome." Emmett said, playing with one of her dreadlocks.

"My mom did it, maybe like, 2 months ago. I just gotta make sure they stay that way." Bailey replied, a smile on her face.

I walked across the room and sat on Bella's bed, watching Bailey interact with my siblings and my friends.

"Where are you from?" I asked her, wanting to get her attention for a moment.

"Boulder, Colorado. I used to go hiking every weekend cause we were in the middle of the Rockies."

"We should go hiking around here sometime if you want." Hold on. Did I just ask her out? I don't think I did.

"Sure. That'd be fun." She smiled at me.

Alice was going though all of Bailey's clothes, seeing if she had anything good I guess. She pulled out a green hemp vest and threw it at Bailey.

"Put that on! That would look so cute with what you're wearing. I'll take you shopping sometime. There's a really cool hippie store in Port Angeles. You'll love it." Alice said extremely fast.

Bailey slipped on the vest over the brown tank top she was wearing. She still looked stunning.

Charlie called us down for pizza shortly after. All the girls were grouped together around Bailey, who looked a little freaked out. Jasper, Emmett and I talked about an English paper that was due soon when I heard my name.

"Edward? Are you guys even listening to us?" Alice asked.

"Hon, when do we ever listen?" Jasper said, with a smile on his face. Jasper and Alice were so in love and sometimes, it took all my strength not to gag. Alice stuck her tongue out at him before continuing.

"I said we should have a party so that way Bailey can meet more people. What do you guys think?"

We all agreed that it would be fun.

"Ok. I'll tell everyone tomorrow that there's gonna be a party on Friday. Mom and Dad will help cause it's for a relation of Bella," Alice turned to Bailey, "Our parents love Bella. She's always around at our house and since you're her cousin, you'll be around too. I'm sure they'll love you too."

After dinner, we all went back up to Bella and Bailey's room. Bailey stayed back to clean up the kitchen before Charlie stopped her and made her go upstairs.

"So, do you start school tomorrow?" I asked her as we both walked up the stairs.

"No, I start on Wednesday. Uncle Charlie thought it would be best for me to have a day to settle in. But I really wanna go tomorrow. I just want people to see me, have them talk about me, then get on with their lives. Cause I mean, how many hippies are here in Forks?" She looked up at me and smiled.

"Um...One." We both laughed. I loved her laugh. It was like bells off in the distance. There was piece of fluff on the top of her head, so I picked it off. She turned to face me.

"This was in your hair." I said, showing her the fluff.

"Oh, that happens all the time. Thanks." Bailey said, entering the room. She fell onto her bed, with her head ending up in Jaspers lap, her dreadlocks making a blond halo around her head.

"How do you style your hair?" Rosalie asked. Bailey sat up, and leaned against the wall.

"I'll pull it back sometimes or put a bandana in. Stuff like that." Bailey scratched her head, "They itch like crazy sometimes. But after I wash it it's fine."

Rosalie seemed to like Bella. Maybe it was because she was new and interesting and even though she wore secondhand clothes, she still looked really good.

I did have to admit, Bailey did look really good. She looked soft and happy with her long skirts and dreadlocks. Bailey didn't wear any makeup and yet, she still glowed.

I turned as I heard footsteps coming from the stairs. Charlie appeared at the door moments later.

"I think you all better get home, it's 10 and you all have school tomorrow." Charlie said authoritatively. We all mumbled and groaned as we got up to leave.

Everyone was saying goodbye to Bailey and telling her to just relax tomorrow before she would have to go to school.

"Bye, Bailey. I really hope you like it here in Forks." I said to her as I walked out the door. Alice, Emmett and I piled into my silver Volvo and took off towards home.

"So, what do you think of Bailey?" Alice asked, we already knew her opinion; Bailey was going to be another member of the family by Alice's standards.

"She's got wicked sweet hair and she seems nice enough," Emmett said, "But she's a relation to Bella, so she has to be awesome."

"Yea, I can't wait to take her shopping!" Alice beamed from the backseat.

"What do you think of her, Edward?" Emmett asked while adjusted the station on the radio.

"I think she's really cute and nice. She seems so down to earth even though her parents just died. I wonder how they did die." I had mused over that while being with Bailey, but never asked.

"Bella said something about a car accident," Emmett replied.

"That sucks. But she seems to be handling it really well. I'm glad she's here though. I think Forks needs a hippie to stir things up." Alice always seemed to see the glass half full.

Everyone went straight to bed when we got home. We would tell Mom and Dad about Bailey in the morning. They could wait.

Sleep would not come to me tonight. Every time I closed my eyes, images of flowing skirts and dreadlocks would enter my mind. But counting sheep helped. I got to 347 before I fell asleep.

I was standing in a field full of wildflowers. Not a single cloud was in the sky and I could feel the sun warming my skin. The sound of music caught my attention and I followed it. In the center of the field was a beautiful girl with blonde dreadlocks and sparklingly blue-green eyes playing the guitar. Her fingers moved swiftly up and down the fret board playing a song I had never heard before. She looked up and smiled warmly at me. Placing her guitar carefully on the ground, she stood up, letting flowers fall off of her dark green skirt. When she touched the side of my face, I felt chills go though my body. I leaned in and our foreheads were touching. She smiled and turned her face to press her light pink lips against mine. I leaned in the rest of the way, our lips almost touching-

"Edward! You're gonna be late for school! Get your ass out of bed!" Emmett called from downstairs. I groaned and rolled over.

At least I could see her after school.