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Once we got into the library, I headed straight for the computers, needing to check my emails, and write to my mom, who had called me last night and told me that she was worried sick that I hadn't written back yet. Charlie had bought me a new laptop for the year, but I just hadn't had the time to open it up and actually get it working. I pulled out the rolling chair from the desk, plopping down into the seat. My fingers tapped softly on the wooden material, my temples needing a good rub.

The computer loaded up nice and easy, and I wasted no time in opening up the internet. The homepage popped up - yahoo, just my luck. I looked over the top of my booth to see what was going on around me, and I met Edward's eyes, who was right on the opposite booth from mine.

"Oh, hey Edward…" I said, before looking back at my emails.

The page loaded up. I had three new emails. One was from my old friend Angela, and it was from a week ago. We were extremely good and being penpals, since she now went to college on the other side of the country, and barely ever came around here. The second email was from my mother, thank god she hadn't gone crazy with the tons of emails.

To: Isabella

From: Renee

Subject: HELLO!?

Isabella Marie Swan! Where have you been missy?! I wrote an email to you last week and you never responded to me!

Oops.

I have been worried sick about you! I called Charlie just to make sure you were safe, but he told me that you were just getting settled in. The nerve of him! And don't tell me I'm overreacting, because Isabella, you know me.

Write back ASAP daughter.

Renee aka Mom (:

I swear, my mom is a bit too paranoid sometimes. I think it's her where I get that part of myself from - all this paranoia and the feelings that I have powers, or special abilities. I remember one day, when I was just six years old, my grandmother had sat me down on her lap and told me about how our family - my mother's side - has been blessed with a certain kind of…magic. We can use specific spells and phrases that held us with the natural, and paranormal, world. I had asked her why we would need help with the world, and she would always reply by saying, "Tis' not the world that needs us, it's the world warning us of dark and evil magic's and creatures being created and coming to attack everything that is good."

She died a few weeks afterwards, but I had never really gotten to completely understand what she meant by it. The only thing that I had learned was that if you brought elements from nature close to you in your time of need, the gods and helpful spirits around you would help you.

I cracked my fingers before I began to write my reply to my mother.

To: Renee

From: Isabella

Re: HELLO!?

Mother, please, calm down. I am here.

Please forgive me for not replying to your week-old message from before. I had checked it quickly, but did not have enough time to write back, since I had to get back to class.

You had to need to call Charlie. You know that I'm busy with college and work, I don't have that much time to get everything else in each day. My laptop that Charlie bought for me is still in its box - that's the reason why I haven't had time, okay?

School is going good, I'm happy with my schedule. Here it is if you would like to look at it:

1st. English

2nd. World Studies

3rd. Arts

Of course, it's not like a high school schedule, but I have those classes each day. You know, since you when to college. (:

I will try to write everyday, but if I don't, don't worry, okay?

Love you tons mom,

Bella.

Once I clicked send, I felt like a part of my conscience had been cleared. Like now, I had made both my parents satisfied for the time being. Now there was the last email to check. I didn't use my email often, and when I did, I only wrote to Renee, Angela (or her boyfriend Ben), or when I sent my papers to teachers. This new email made my curiosity heighten to a tremendous level, but then again, I was a bit suspicious. I clicked back to my inbox, and noticed that the email had been sent by:

No Name

That's really weird. Even if you get spam, they say peoples' names, right? My heartbeat began to fasten in pace, as my eyes began to scan the room for anyone looking suspicious. Nothing was out of the ordinary, except for the fact that again, Edward was staring at me attentively.

I shifted the computer more towards me, just to make sure no one saw the screen. My eyes would glance back at Edward every few seconds just to make sure he didn't sneak up and leave, just to make sure nothing weird happened.

I clicked on the email, hoping that it wouldn't be a bad threat or something, but instead it was a poem.

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Now I am watching

But later, I will get you.

Isabella Marie Swan Forever in my heart.

I gasped as the email ended. My reaction was nothing but what it should have been - pure terror. I held onto the side of the desk just to make sure I wouldn't fall off, or something. I quickly closed the internet, and shut down the computer, hoping that it was just a figment of my imagination. Edward was still glaring at me, his eyebrow now raised.

"I'm sorry," I told him as I got up, "I have to call my mother!"

I hoped that my lie would work on him, as I dashed out of the library, hoping to find a safe place to run too. The quickest way to get from the library to my dorm would be the small path through the woods, that would save walking the extra bit to the courtyard and in between the other houses. I began running down the leaf-covered path, the crunching of the dead leaves underneath my boots echoing in the open air.

I didn't see the small puddle of water on the ground, which I ended up stepping in, and slipping, falling down and landing on my back.

"Ouch," I muttered, twisting my body to the side and getting up and off the ground.

I heard a whoosh in the plants nearby, as if someone ran past them. I thought I saw some fabric move against the wind in the left area of the woods. Maybe this was all hallucinations. I wasn't sure of anything anymore. My back became stiff.

It felt as though someone was breathing on my neck, the hairs on the back on my neck standing straight. The feeling that someone was running their index finger from the top to the bottom of my spine coursed through my entire body, making myself receive chills.

"STOP!" I yelled out spontaneously, turning around, yet there was no one there. I breathed out a sigh, as I turned back to way I was headed to get to the end of the path. I gasped once again when there was a boy standing there, in a simple green sweatshirt and jeans, his backpack on his strap, a baseball hat on his head.

I winced back, trying to find away that would help me get away from him.

"Whoa, wait, are you okay?" He asked, gently pushing his arm out in front of him, hoping that it would calm me down. I still did not mutter a sound.

"Don't be frightened, my name is James, I'm here to help you." His thick British accent gave it away that he wasn't originally from here.

"Thank you, but I don't need your help." I said, grabbing my bags and walking away.

"Well, can I help you carry your bags?" He offered as he followed me out of the woods.

"No, what do you want from me?" I asked him.

His green eyes stared directly into my plain brown ones.

"Your name, and number?" He asked, but surprisingly, not sounding desperate.

"Well, my name is Bella. That's all your going to get." I started to walk away.

"I know her number!" The pixie like sound of Alice came into audio, as I saw her putting my number into James' phone.

"So Bella, I know we just met, but I would like to get to know you better. How about we go to the Arby's near the campus and get dinner and get to know each other?" James asked.

"Oh, she'll be there." Alice smiled.

"Wait, It's my decision, isn't it?" I said, sounding kind of annoyed.

"Sorry, Bella."

"It's okay Alice…and why not, Let's go James." I knew it was out of character for me to go out with a complete stranger, but…this was college. Maybe I needed many friends, some closer than others.

"Okay, I'll pick you up at 7." He said, walking away.

"Oh my god, Bella, we need to get you ready!" Alice said, as she dragged me to our dorms by my hand, muttering to me about what she was going to do to my choice of hair and makeup and apparel for tonight.

Ah, college, it's precious, no?

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