Chapter 2

Old and New Faces

3 Months Later/November

BPOV

It didn't take long to get settled into our house. We didn't bring much. Just clothes, our laptops, CD's, and videos of Cassie singing. Luckily, Jake and the rest of the pack have not found out that I have moved back. Alice and Jasper are traveling the world again, but last week I got a disturbing call from Alice. She said that the rest of the family was moving back to Forks. Only Jasper and Alice know about Cassidy's existence. The rest of the Cullens would be arriving today, but Alice didn't say what time Edward was going to pay me a visit.

Right now I'm sitting at my desk with my laptop typing an English test for my seniors at Forks High. Then I heard a knock at the door.

Am I ready to see him again?

CPOV

"Can you get the door Cass?" called Mom from her bedroom.

"Sure!"

I had been making a rough sketch of a photograph Aunt Alice and Uncle Jasper sent me from Sweden. When I opened the door, I saw some guy there; He couldn't have been older than 17. He must be one of mom's students; though, the fact that he has our address is a bit creepy . He has the same pale skin tone that Alice and Jasper have and golden eyes with ashy brown hair.

"Hi, can I help you?" I gave him a thorough look over as I spoke.

"Is Bella here?"

", there's someone here to see you," I shouted to her.

I turned back to the guy at the door; he looked like he had been slapped in the face unexpectedly.

"Can I come in?"

"Sure, she'll be down in a sec."

One minute later, my mom came slowly down the steps looking like she was dreading every step.

"Cassie, can you sketch upstairs?"

"Sure, mom."

BPOV

Once I heard Cassie's door creak shut I started to talk.

"Hh-hi, Edward," I mumbled; avoiding eye contact.

"Hello Bella. I assume that was your daughter."

"Yes, that's Cassidy."

"Alice and Jasper did a good job of hiding their thoughts from me."

"Yeah, they've been staying with Cass and I since she was born,"

"Where is her father?"

"I don't live with him. I haven't seen him for a while."

He looked suspicious, but accepted my story and questioned me no further.

"How old is Cassidy?"

"She turned 15 several months ago."

He looked out the window and seemed to have a sudden mood change.

"Sorry, Bella, I have to leave. Can we talk again tomorrow?"

"Sure."

I walked him to the door in silence. Why did he have to leave so suddenly? What did he see outside that disturbed him? I guess I'd have to wait till tomorrow to answer these questions.

CPOV

I guess this guy wasn't one of mom's students. He looked too young to remember from when she lived here. He would have been about two. I guess I'll just have to ask her. I walked gingerly down the stairs to my mom who was still standing by the door. She looked like she was in shock but relieved at the same time.

"Who was that, mom?"

"Just an old friend."

"Seriously mom, he looked like he was seventeen!"

"He always has looked a lot younger than he really is."

"So, who was he?"

"His name is Edward, we dated in high school."

"Is he my father?"

"Why don't you go work some more on that sketch."

"Ok mom."

Why did I even ask? She never answers me so why did I try asking again? Was this the reason we came back to Forks? For me to meet him. Mom always said that I never looked anything like my father. She said that the only thing he and I had in common was our personality. She also said that neither of them could sing which I don't understand because people tell me I have an amazing voice. I've been in musicals and have won competitions. Speaking of competitions, I should probably choose my ensemble for the competition in Seattle. There will be four rounds. I will be singing Forever and Always, mom says it's the story of her life, U + Ur Hand, Fame, and A Thousand Miles.

"There, finished," I proclaimed as I finished shading in the hazy background.

After I put away my sketch, I put my headphones on and checked my email. I had a new message from my best friend Mellie. She asked me when I wanted to work on our project for history class. We were told to design a poster and write a short paper on the Greek creation story. I told her that I could work with her Wednesday evening at her house.

"Dinner, Cass!"

"Coming, mom!"

Yay, we were having salmon with tomatoes and basil.

"Mom is it okay if I go to Mellie's house on Wednesday evening to work on a project?"

"Sure hon, just be home before 10:30."

"Thanks mom. I've chosen what I will sing for the competition in Seattle, and I have to get instructions to the concert house for rehearsal next Saturday. Mom, was the guy who was here related to Alice and Jasper?"

"Yes, but they haven't seen each other for several years. What made you think they were related?"

"Well, they have the same skin color and the same color eyes, and you said the Alice and Jaz were from Forks."

After dinner we watched our favorite movie, Titanic. Mom always cries at the end, but I think it had a happy ending. Rose got to go back to Jack and everyone else who died on the boat, in theory. My Mom stayed up that night reading a book, but probably only read 5 pages because she kept looking out the window in the blackness of the night.