Chapter 2

"Sorry, you reminded me of an old friend… That'll be $56. 20." Mike looked downward, sad. I felt a sudden pang of sympathy for him.

"DAD!" I looked up to see a man run into the shop and embrace mike- the man can't have been more than 30. He stopped and looked at me, and as I looked up at him I felt another jab of familiarity as I looked into Jessica Stanley's eyes.

"Jessica…" I breathed in wonderment. Mike looked up in shock-

"H-how do you know my late wife's name?" Oh. Poor Mike.

"Well, my mothers best friend was called Jessica, and your son has her eyes. You must be mike?" He opened his mouth, to begin a torrent of questions it seemed but I managed to smoothly place the 60 dollars on the counter and glide out of the shop. But it wasn't going to be that easy. Mike ran out of the shop, wheezing and stuttering incoherent words. Well to a human at least. He stopped and caught his breath. "Y-you must b-be Bella's daughter?" he bent over, catching his breath.

"Um, yes." I smiled at him and he stopped breathing, dazzled. I took this chance to run (at human pace) back to the safety of my car.

"ALICE! HOW COULD YOU I-"

"Oh stop with the melodramatics Bella! I just thought that you might like to see him ag-"

"If you say again I." I paused for a moment, pondering what punishment I could possibly inflict upon my sister. "You'll…" Alice giggled. I grumbled nonsense to my self under my breath and drove on. When we got to the airport we whizzed through check-in, and into the lounge where we sat for three hours, until finally the cool clear voice of the airhostess announced that we could board the plane. I always hated this part of flying. Even with my self-control, I still intensely disliked being stuck in a pressurized tube with humans for any length of time. After a painful 2 ½ hours my throat was on fire- even though I was holding my breath I still needed to take gulps of air in order to reply to the all-to-willing air hosts.

Once we had arrived we drove to our new house. On our journey I noticed the beautiful scenery and had a sudden urge to run.

"Alice, I'm going to go for a run."

I looked over at Edward questioningly.

"That sounds lovely" My Adonis replied.

I pulled up and asked Alice to take over driving. As I stepped out of the car I inhaled the cool, crisp scent of England. I smelt some deer running nearby. Edward flashed my favorite grin at me and we took off, hands clasped, running towards the scent. After we had drank we walked slowly, taking in England and our love. We started to run again towards the house.

As Edward and I ran the air of the English countryside whipped through my hair and I turned to look at my perfect husband.

We both stopped. I lifted my hand to caress the contours of his face, which I knew better than my own. I gazed into his topaz eyes.

"I love you"

"As I love you"

As his lips came crashing down on mine I gave an involuntary shudder of pleasure. As his clothes tore under my sure, strong hands I marveled at his beauty. This, this is what the poets wrote about when they talked of making love. Every touch, every caress was sweet music to my soul. As I closed my eyes in wonderment we both suddenly froze.

"Someone's coming!"

"Our clothes!" I giggled at our nakedness and we jumped into the branches of a nearby tree.

"Nice view for any passers by!" I whispered, knowing he would hear me,

"Glad I can be of service to you madam," Edward gave a mock bow and my head whipped around as I heard the people coming… But they weren't people. They stepped into the small clearing; their pale beauty fitting in well with the scene. The first stood 7 feet high, his long black hair blowing in the wind, held back by a leather band. The second stood about 5 feet high, tiny in comparison to her neighbor. She had long waves of brown hair, past her waist and a heart shaped face. The others looked much the same with either black or brown hair, and stunning beauty. The 8 vampires tensed as they sensed our presence. The smallest one stepped forward and said,

"Look daddy! Other vampires in a tree- and they aren't wearing any clothes daddy!" at this she fell to the ground, laughter rocking her body. Her laughter was not the thing that shocked me. Nor was it the topaz color of their eyes. It was the sound of her accelerated heartbeat. The warm blush upon her cheeks, the pale blue of her eyes and the perfect balance of her human/vampire scent.

A/N 1 ½ moths till twilight movie….. I bet I wont be as good as the books. (hehehe) I liked writing this chapter though I realized that I can't write lemons. I asked my friend to help me co-author; dark_night_sky. Please review….. I really need the help!