Chapter 1

BPOV

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I looked at my left startled to see a car with an irritated driver in it. I quickly passed the busy streets of New York.

I have so many exams this week and when this semester is over some finals. I just don't know how I'm going to pass all of these. I can do it if I work hard enough and don't read in the evenings but spend time of studying for my exam English and I'll write that essay tomorrow before school cause it my last class before my English Literature exam starts at 2 pm.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when I halted cause they were working at the sidewalk. Why does it have to be renovated? It's always perfectly fine when I walk on it. Grumpily I walked further and took my phone out of my school bag and looked at Google maps if there was another way. Just my luck. There were no other ways to my apartment, well not if you wanted a peaceful walk. Now I had to take the busy street where there are so many maniac driving. Suddenly I was reminded of him. He was a maniac driver too. I felt a familiar pang in my chest. I hadn't thought about him or anyone of that family the whole day.

I walked further and took the busy street. I so hated this. It was busy and people were pushed up against each other everywhere. I took my backpack of my back and clutched it against my chest because I didn't want it to be stolen by anybody. I tried to walk at the side of the sidewalk where all the shops were, most of them expensive of course. I looked around at all the shops and I walked by a cute bookstore which seemed cosy.

I walked inside and felt a rush of warm air. I looked around and I saw some Jane Austen books. There were only two books which I needed a new one of and that were Pride and prejudice and Wuthering Heights which was not from Jane Austen. I saw that they had Pride and Prejudice here so I took it to pay it. When I was there I looked outside and saw how actually magnificent it was to see so many people and cars just at one place. When I payed for my new copy of Pride and Prejudice I walked out the store and met with the slightly chilly New York spring air. I hoped that it got warm soon.

I put the plastic bag with the book in it in my backpack and clutched my backpack against my chest again. I continued walking on the sidewalk when I was met with a cold, hard body. I put my head down and wanted to mutter I'm sorry when the person I bumped into grabbed my wrist. It was a cold hand and hard. The person gripped tightly enough to probably leave me a bruise. Ouch. I looked up frightened and shocked. But when I saw the face of the person I bumped into I was even more shocked and I felt a hurtful, familiar pang in my chest, more painful than other times though.

The person had black, spiky hair that stuck out everywhere. Also the person had a pale, white like skin which looked very smooth like a polished stone. Golden eyes which got slightly darker. The person was small and petite. The person looked like a pixie. The person was a she.

It was Alice. My very ex-bestfriend Alice which vampire brother left me behind and the family including she left me also.

I was so shocked that my hands loosened around the backpack and I dropped it. I felt my heart beating faster than it did before and felt that my mouth fell slightly open. I began taking short breaths which soon turned in an full blown panic attack and that all while Alice had said nothing and was staring at me with wide, golden eyes. I think she hadn't seen this coming. I felt my heart hurting an beating fast. I wanted to cry, scream, laugh and run away all at the same time. I felt tears coming to my eyes. Maybe I was imagining this or that I was dreaming and that I would wake up soon. If it was a dream I hope that all those exams were dreams too. Yeah right, that's not going to happen. But a small voice pulled out of my reverie, calling me ''Bella?'' it said. I realized that it was Alice or the imaginary Alice. I wasn't quite sure yet.

''Bella!'' said she again. I felt two small arms wrap around me. ''You're not real.'' I finally managed to stutter out, not really having my mind on this situation. ''Bella, what do you mean, ''I'm not real''?'' she said. I seriously must be freaking crazy. '' I'm getting crazy. My head is playing games with me again.'' I said to myself while turning my head away a from imaginary Alice and shaking it to get it out of my head. I looked back but she was still there. ''Bella, I'm here. I'm real. Maybe we should find a place where you can sit down. There is a coffee shop three stores away.'' she said carefully and pulling me with gently and loosening her grip on my wrist slightly. Wait. How could she be imaginary when I felt pain where she gripped my wrist. I'm really going crazy.

AN: end of the first chapter I'm going to try and update soon. I think that maybe tomorrow the next chapter will be up and if not it'll be a couple of days later. Please review!