Just so you know this is after new moon. So just to recap Bella knows Jacob is a werewolf and Bella saved Edward from the Volturi and they're still in high school.

BPOV

Edward. Edward. Edward. Hmmmm. Edward.

I wish he didn't have to go in the mornings. I never feel whole when he's gone. It's like every time he leaves he takes my and soul with him; leaving an empty shell behind. It feels like there's an gaping hole in my chest, completely hollow like I was going to fall to pieces at any moment. I clutched at my chest to find that I was still intact. But I know something is wrong, something is not right. I haven't felt like this since Edward left me in the woods that day. Is he going to leave me? Again? Maybe he finally has got bored of the same thing.

I wouldn't make it out again. I can't do that again. I couldn't do that to Charlie and Jake again. Okay, I stop thinking like this. Bella you can't start thinking Edward is going to leave you every time you get a 'feeling'. Nothing is going on except that you are deeply in love with a vampire and best friend with a vampires enemy; a werewolf. Nope, nothing going on at all.

Despite my growling stomach I couldn't focus on my breakfast. My mind was elsewhere just wandering but somehow it always wandered back to that day in the woods. I know that Edward punishes himself everyday for hurting me to that extent but I can't help but think about how it felt; to truly be alone. Yeah, Jake and Charlie were there and thank the lord they were but without Edward I might as well die, I almost did. Cliff diving in bad weather is not something I want to relive. The cliff bit was exhilarating; the thrill of my life but the actual diving bit was the worst experience of my life. I've had near death experiences before but I'd never been that far on the brink of death.

God it's raining again. In some ways the rain is a blessing and a curse in Forks. It's definitely a curse because I hate the rain, it's slipping and cold and wet. But it's also a blessing as without it Edward wouldn't be here. So I can't really hate something which helps the man I love stay with me.

"Bella?"

"In here." I called from the kitchen. His arms were instantly around me; crushing me to his chest; knocking the air out of my lungs; making me gasp in shock.

"Oh sorry. I wasn't thinking. I'm so sorry."

"It's fine, you didn't hurt me at all." I said as he let go and gently pushed me away.

"Bella you are terrible liar." I looked into his eyes and saw his soul; Edward didn't believe he had a soul. How could someone so pure and good not have a soul? What was he talking about? Of course he has a soul. It was an exact reflection of his exterior; beautiful, kind, pure, loving and absolutely perfect.

I slid over on the seat although I wasn't actually touching him yet I could feel the iciness of his skin. I wrapped my arms around his thick muscular neck and rested my head in the hollow of his throat. I could feel him swallow, but I couldn't hear a heartbeat. It didn't shock me anymore that he was inhuman. No one who was this perfect could ever be mortal.

He slowly –for him- wrapped his arms around my waist. He was then completely still, like a statue; an ice sculpture made by the hands of an angel. His mind is elsewhere, I know it.

I pulled away from our embrace, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong." He replied in a smooth relaxing tone. The kind someone uses when that is the complete opposite of what they're feeling. Or what they know. The kind of voice a doctor uses before he tells you the bad news. The kind where you know there is something more behind those empty words.

He smiled at me. But his eyes were troubled.

"What's wrong?" I repeated, firmly. I was not going to let this drop.

"Nothing, I just picked up a new scent today. So I'm going to keep you close today. But it's probably nothing." He smiled again. But my mind was already whirring with possibilities. Maybe the volturi had sent someone.

The phone was ringing. I slid over Edwards lap to get to the phone.

"Oh my God! Guess What? I have the biggest scoop. You're never going to believe this Bella."

"Hello to you too Jessica."

"Oh, yeah, hi! Anyways back to what I was saying, guess what?"

"What?"

"No Bella, you're supposed to guess."

"Just tell me Jess. We all know you're dying to." Edward got up and stood behind me to wrap his long icy arms round me. He started kissed my neck and rested his head on the top of my own.

"There's a new girl my mom told me." Jessica's mom was the biggest gossip in forks; she knew everything about everyone and if she didn't you could bet your life savings that she would soon. Jessica was exactly the same. "She's from London or England or something. My mom said she looks like a perfect English rose -whatever that means. Her parents are American but she has always lived in London, anyway see you at school; I'm really busy. Bye!"

She hung up.

"Bye." I murmured as I put the phone down.

"Hmm?"

"Nothing. The scent you smelt was a new girl. She came from England."

Great. A new girl was unknowing arriving in a town with a small population of mythical creatures. That would make everything just as easy as pie.