DISCLAIMER: I DON NOT OWN TWILIGHTWE HAVE S.M. TO THANK FOR THAT.

AN: Thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter I really appreciate it and please continue to do it! You don't need to say anything of substance, a simple "Hi" would suffice! I may do this story in Bella's point of view but I may need to do different points of view if she isn't present for certain events. If you have a say on this please let me know! Anyway here is the next chapter, hope you enjoy!

Jazz

Volturi Academy

BPOV

"It's time to wake up now dear, we're about to land."

I woke up to the kind voice of the elderly woman sitting next to me. She had been nice enough (once she found out about my fear of flying) to distract me during the take off with the plans for her upcoming holiday. She started asking me questions and I told her as much as I could about my reason for leaving the home-land, as she so eloquently put it. I was left with a bitter taste in my mouth after having to lie to her when she asked me questions about the "Camp".

It didn't feel right to lie to someone who had shown me so much kindness.....I wonder if she knew what I was capable of, would she still act the same?...

The fear, of rejection, of insults, of being put into a padded white cell with a straight jacket, it was crippling. I made it my goal then to put my gifts to their best use. To give people no reason to fear me or what I could do. To apply the same kindness this woman had shown me to my life and use my extra talents to do things that could not have been done otherwise

.....you just had an epiphany Bella!...

To do this though I had to learn to control my powers properly, I wouldn't help anybody if I didn't even know what I was doing. That's what I would do this summer, I would learn to control my powers to the best of my ability.

I was snapped out of these thoughts again by the woman.

"You need to out your seat belt on dear, the sign has just flashed."

"Sorry, thank you.....I am still a bit groggy."

"Maybe that's best, you won't be wide awake for the decent."

She saw the look on my face and grabbed my hand as the planes altitude dropped. I clenched my eyes shut and gave her hand tight squeeze. I could only hope that she would have full use of it after the plane had landed.

With my feet firmly on the ground I felt much more comfortable. I turned to help the woman, who informed me her name was Ms. Cope, down the steps and we made our way together to the baggage claim. It took a while for both of our bags to arrive but eventually we were on our way, pushing the trolley that carried both our bags.

When we reached the arrival gate I handed Ms. Cope's bag to a woman she introduced as her niece, Gianna.

"Thank you so much for helping my aunt, it was very kind of you" she said with a light accent.

"It was really no problem, I should be thanking her for putting up with me!"

She turned to leave and started to walk away. As she did this Ms. Cope turned to me and gave me a big hug.

"Thank you dear, I know it may not be possible but I hope to see you again"

Without another word she turned and followed Gianna out the airport doors. When I finally made my exit, after popping to the bathroom to relieve the ache in my bladder, the heat was the first thing I noticed. It was like home.

...at least I won't have to adjust to the weather....

I lifted the blanket off my mind and searched for anything that might have to do with VATY.

....so good to see her again!....

....tooth brush, yellow top, favourite blue jeans........

....kids would hurry up, last flight landed.....

The last voice I listened to was quite close, I looked in that general direction and found a sleek, black bus with "Volturi Academy for Talented Youths" written in elegant script along the side of the bus….bingo….

I made my way towards it and knocked on the closed door. It opened noiselessly and I stepped up onto the plush red carpet interior.

"What's your name?", he had a thick Italian accent and smelled slightly like pipe tobacco.

"Isabella Swan," he gave a curt nod after checking a list and told me to stash my bag in the over head bins. There was no-one else on the bus so I made my way to the back seats and tried to lift my bag up. It was too heavy and my arms had started to get tired from all the failed attempts.

"Crap!"

"Is there a problem Miss"

"No.....I'm fine thanks..."

I would have asked for his help but I was able to do this by myself. I put the bag on the floor and put my hand over it. I felt the power in my start to build and a grasped a hold of it I used it to lift the bag up and place it neatly in the bin. It took me les the 10 seconds to do this, with more practise the less time it took.

I "listened" in to the driver to see if he had noticed.

talented kid.....she will do well

Well at least he doesn't have any qualms with the people he is driving, but that wasn't the only thing I heard….

wow....that was amazing! I wish my power was.....

There was a second person on this bus! I turned my head in the direction of the "voice" but didn't see anyone….weird…. I made my way over and sat in the seat next to where I knew there was a person sitting.

"I know your there, you might as well show yourself. Your power is awesome by the way."

Just as I was finishing my sentence the air beside me rippled as though I was looking through water and a girl appeared through the haze. She was about my age with light brown hair a pretty face, glasses and a ponytail. She was looking at me with look of astonishment on her face. I let out a little laugh at it, she looked like a fish!

"How did you know I was there? I was trying my hardest! Was I still visible?"

"No....not at all! I couldn't see you, I heard your thoughts and knew you were here."

Wow this is weird......talking to a girl who was, until moments ago, completely invisible. When you are used to staying silent on the subject of special powers it is kinda' hard to break the habit.

She got that look of awe on her face again and I let out an involuntary giggle.

"Sorry....I.....you can read minds too? That's just....wow. I'm Angela."

"Hi, I'm Bella. Don't worry about me being able to tell what you are thinking all the time, I only do it when I have to, respecting peoples privacy is a big deal for me."

"Did you just......."

"Wait were you just thinking that?," I let out a laugh, "Seems I don't even need to be in your head to know what your thinking!"

Angela got a big smile on her face as well and I could tell that we were going to be really good friends in the future. She was a good person with pure thoughts and that is a rare thing, especially in today's world. We had to wait another half an hour for all the other passengers to come. The Volturi Academy seemed to have timed most of the flights to arrive together. You couldn't really tell what any of the passengers powers were, but there were a few that stuck out. One boy had a scarf around his neck that when he pulled off showed gills on each side of his neck, he also had webbed hands. Another girl had electric blue hair and every time she touched or went near anything electrical a miniature lightning bolt would appear between her fingers and the object. It was actually really impressive.

I went to ask the driver how many more passengers had yet to arrive.

"Just two more and then we go"

As he said this a beautiful girl no taller then my shoulder walked onto the bus. She had short black spiky hair, was wearing cloths that suggested great wealth and shoes that were at least 5 inches tall

.....how is she still so short....

looked up from her shoes to her face and noticed that her eyes were different colours, one bright blue the other hazel. She was also giving me a knowing smile. I looked at her questionably and she shot a look over her shoulder as if to answer my unspoken question. I followed her gaze out of curiosity and standing behind her was a boy of about 17 with a face and body any male model would sell their first born child for. Tousled bronze hair in a halo around his head added an inch to his stature so he stood at about 6' 2''.

His chiselled jaw and piercing emerald green eyes would easily get him anything he asked for. I flicked my eyes back to the girl wit my mouth hanging open and she gave me one of those "I know what your thinking" looks. The driver was just about to ask for there names when she answered...

"Alice and Edward Cullen…..nice to meet you Bella"

AN: So there you go the second chapter! If you have any suggestions about different powers I could use let me know and I will add them in for you.

Please leave me a review and let me know what you think, it would mean a lot to me.

Thanks so much for reading!

Jazz