I do not own the Cullen's or any character in Twilight they are the possession of Stephenie Meyer.

Hi guys it's me Nicky. I'm so sorry but I'm rewriting this story I hope you can bear with me.

I got a review from Feng Yue telling me that "Anna seems like a carbon copy if not a clone of Bella"!!!!!

That really hurt.

While I was reading all the chapters I had already posted I noticed that I really written her way to negative and whiny.

She was supposed to be a loner but a cheerful and positive person and above all not a love sick teeny like Bella is.

I hope you will like the new version of Anna.

Thank you for your understanding.

Hugs, Nicky.

Anna's POV:

I yawned and stretched myself as I got out of my bed. My merciless alarm reminded me that it was time to go to school. I went to the bathroom to get ready for the day.

I already told you dear readers a little about myself but while I have the time during putting on my make-up I will tell you some random things about me.

Where to begin?

I do not have many friends, actually I'm pretty much a loner and that's fine with me. I don't have much in common with girls my age. I always got along better with the guys.

I like to be to myself but I also can be pretty much fun and outgoing when I feel like it. I'm shy and quiet but also can be funny, loud and witty. I just need time to warm up with people.

Someone might thing that I have a personality disorder but that's just me. I'm a very positive person and my life is boring me to death right now but hey what can I do about it.

I was trying to make the best of what I had.

When I finished dressing I went into the kitchen where I was greeted by my mom who was making the breakfast for my brother and having her morning tea, yes tea not coffee.

I went to school, sat though all my classes of the day, received an exam back, of cause a good grade.

The teachers liked me, the good student with the good grades who never causes any problems.

My classmates, well for the better part they ignored me. Only if they wanted to copy my homework or wanted me to explain something to them then they talked to me. But that was O.K. I had a silent agreement with them.

I was in a class who none messed with and as long they could copy my homework I wasn't bullied by anyone in school. It was the perfect deal for me.

Another school day ended and I went home.

I did my homework, prepared the dinner and went to learn some more for another test. I was finished faster then I expected and went to the fan fiction side to read my favourite fan fiction about Twilight.

I like the books but don't ask me why I don't know the reason.

Edward and Bella are always described as the perfect couple but if you ask me their relationship is rather dysfunctional.

Edward the dream guy? Even though he made so many mistakes which helped him gain sympathy, none likes someone too perfect, but repeating the same mistakes all over again that really gotten on my nerves.

They don't have faith in themselves nor in their love and don't get me started on the whole I-have-to-do-it-for-her-own-sake thing that Edward had going on.

Boy if that was me he would have gotten an ear full at the end of New Moon. No, I would have exploded on him in the forest already.

But still the story had it's hold on me and I like it even though at some points it's driving me insane.

I also saw the movie and couldn't wait for the second one. The trailer to New Moon was promising.

I read the new chapter, left a review and switched my laptop off. I got ready for bed and hit the pillow in my comfy bed.

This was the night when everything started.

XoxoxoxoX

I was laying, the sun was shining in my face, I could feel it on my skin and I could hear birds singing. I groaned at the sun and the singing birds. It felt like I just fallen asleep and already I had to stand up, the world could be so unfair.

I turned around wanting just two more minutes of my peace. I tried to grab my blanket to snuggle into it but I couldn't grab it and something was tickling the side of my face all of the sudden.

I opened my eyes and saw grass. I was lying on grassland. I sat slowly and carefully up. My mouth hanging open as I looked around and took the sight around me in.

I saw a sea in front of me and trees and bushes it looked like I was in a park or something like it. And then I looked down at me I wasn't wearing my t-shirt and my boy shorts anymore, far from it. What I had on my body looked like a dress from the 1920s. It was green, at pretty green but still green. It had this funny shaped and all. A typical dress from the 20s.

To say that I was confused would be an understatement.

I slowly got up to my feet and looked around not knowing what else to do. I saw a path little across the grassland and walked towards it. I stopped under a big tree, on the way. I stood there in it's shadow and wondered what had happened to me.

My heart was beating like crazy in my chest. I could hear it in my ears. My whole body was vibrating with every beat. My breathing was shallow and fear was creeping up my spine.

I just stood there feeling completely lost and not knowing what to do or what to think.

My mind was blank for I don't know how long before I recovered from my first shock. I took a deep breath and tried to make sense of what was going on.

I fell asleep in my bed in my room and woke up in a park dressed strangely. Yes, that made much sense.

The wind was blowing a refreshing breeze when my mind was making a mile a minute. I turned into the direction of the welcomed breeze when suddenly a sheet of paper was blown against my chest.

I grabbed the sheet and looked at it. It was a music sheet with a melody written on it.

"Thank god you caught it. I thought I wouldn't see it again." I heard a very nice but also breathless voice say.

I looked in front of me and saw a boy bowed down, his hands on his knees, desperately trying to catch his breath. I just stood there unmoving waiting for him to recover. He must have cased after the music sheet.

He suddenly striated up, his face was still flushed and he was breathing hard. He looked generous. He had bronze like messy hair. A crooked smile that cold make you faint and the most beautiful green eyes I have ever seen.

While looking at him I had a strange feeling that was creeping up my spine, like I should know him. But I didn't really pay attention to it. Why would I know anyone in this park when I didn't even know how in the world I got into this park in the first place or where it was?

When I finally recovered he flashed a beautiful smile at me before saying.

"I'm really sorry for my rude behaviour but I cased after this music sheet though the whole park. Thank you for catching it."

"Your welcome." I whispered feeling awkward something was wrong about the boy but I couldn't get a hang on it. I looked down on the ground to hide my inner panic from him.

This strange déjà vu feeling was coursing fear though my whole being, making my heart beat against my rip cage violently.

As I heard him speak I looked up into his piercing green orbs.

"Oh, I'm sorry where are my manners. I'm Edward Masen. It's nice to meet you." He said and flashed another crooked smile at me holding his hand out to me.

By the end of his speech I could feel the colour being drained from my face. It was impossible and I don't even know why I didn't question what my mind was screaming at me.

He couldn't be who suddenly popped out in my mind.

I was as white as a sheet by now.

I felt nauseous.

An ice cold feeling was crawling under my skin.

Edward Masen. I chanted his name over and over in my head as I started swaying.

If waking up in this park, dressed in this 20s style dress wasn't strange enough this was the overkill.

Somewhere in the back of my mind I knew that this had to be a dream but it felt all to real.

He caught me as I was falling a little. He wrapped his arms securely around me as I placed my head on his shoulder, desperately trying to pull myself together.

"You are as white as a ghost. Are you alright?" He asked a little panicked and concerned his piercing green eyes boring into my brown ones.

"Yes, I'm sorry I just need to sit down for a little and I'll be fine." I told him in a quiet voice, trying not to make a fool out of myself. Not being able to believe what was happening.

It couldn't possibly be but one look into his green pools, the bronze like messy hair and I knew he was Edward.

Edward Anthony Masen Cullen.

He nodded in agreement at my request and looked for a bench to sit on. He spotted one and asked.

"There is a bench not far from here. Do you think you will make it so far?" I nodded and we started to walk to the bench. He had his arms still around me and half carried me to the bench. He sat me down and took his place beside me. We were sitting there on this bench in this park not moving not saying a word.

I was taking deep breaths until I felt better.

"Do you feel better now?" He asked me concern shining in his green pools.

"Yes, thank you for your help and I'm sorry for the trouble." I smiled shyly at him. Talk about weird situations.

"You are welcome and no, it wasn't trouble at all." He told me while his green eyes sparkled in the sunlight.

"Thank you. Oh, your sheet." I handed the music sheet to him. "You are playing an instrument?" I asked him mainly knowing the answer but wanting to be sure.

"Yes, I'm playing the piano. My mother taught me." He answered as he took the sheet. His looks and the piano, with every new discovered fact about him my assumption was confirmed. He was Edward Cullen. The Edward Cullen. I had to bore deeper.

"And you composed that?" I asked him being curious, wanting the confirmation for the impossible.

He looked away from me and blushed. I saw Edward Cullen I mean Edward Masen blushing. Whatever was happening it was getting weirder by the second. I just wasn't sure if it was good weird or bad.

"Yes, this is actually the first piece that sounds good. Do you play the piano?" He asked to distract me. I shook my head and answered him.

"No, I had lessons but my teacher told me to have mercy with the poor instrument and that I was wasting his time since I had absolutely no talent for the piano. That ended my piano lessons."

He suddenly looked angry and said.

"Then this teacher must have been an incompetent fool. How dare he ruin your joy for music."

"Don't worry he didn't spoil the music for me. I may can't play any instrument but I love to listen to music." I told him to claim him down. He had a temper that was for sure.

"Really, what kind of music do you like?" He asked me his face showing excitement as his whole body shifted to face me, edger to continue the conversation.

Awesome, I couldn't say I liked Nickelback, The pussycat doll's and so on he wouldn't understand what I was talking about. The wheels in my mind were turning at top speed to come up with something.

From the looks of it I was in the 1920s. What was the music of that time again?

Jazz?

Great not my taste and I didn't know any artist in that field that's why I decided to go with the classics.

"I like Mozart and Beethoven. Für Elise is one of my favourite melodies." I finally said praying it was enough.

"Really I also love Mozart and Beethoven, too. They were brilliant…….." And he kept talking the whole time about music, pieces and composers.

I listened to him as he spoke with passion about the world of music he really loved that topic. Edward was talking the whole time which I was thankful for because if he would have asked me I wouldn't know what to say.

Him talking the whole time also gave me time to think about my current situation. Possibilities were running through my head but I couldn't be sure about anything. Questions were pushing it's way through to me.

How did I land here?

Would I ever get home again?

I would wake up wouldn't I?

What in the world was happening to me?

Why did this feel so real?

The boy next to me was talking all the time while I smiled at him, faking interest in what he was telling me, not even hearing what he was talking about.

I had greater problems on my hand. Drowned in my thoughts I didn't noticed how fast the time flew by.

A big clock that stood in the middle of the park was ringing. The sound of the ringing clock brought me back to reality and I noticed that Edward still was sitting next to me.

"I'm terribly sorry I was talking all the time." He said ashamed of himself.

"Don't be. I enjoyed to listen to you. It was very interesting." I lied.

"May I ask you a question?" I asked him needing some answers, carefully he nodded.

"Where am I actually? I just arrived here today and I'm kind of lost." And I was really lost more then he could ever imagine.

"In that case welcome to Chicago. This here is the Portage Park. If you tell me where you live I can accompany you there." He proposed to me with hopeful eyes which caused me too slightly panic.

"That is really nice of you but if you would just show me the way out of the park I will find my way. My uncle wouldn't really appreciate it if……my family is very strict."

This was after all 1917/1918 or so. Edward did look like he was 16 or 17 it must not have been long before the Spanish influenza.

I noted to myself to look up when the Spanish influenza started when I ever would get back home.

At that thought I caught myself what was I even thinking?

Why would I look this up?

He nodded in understanding, his face showing a little disappointment. We stood up and walked to the excite of the park. As we reached the gate he turned to me and said.

"It was a pleasure to meet you..ah.."

"Anna. My name is Anna and it was a pleasure to meet you as well Edward." I told him with a polite smile. He flashed me one of his crooked grins before I turned around and started to walk away. I walked to the corner of the street and disappeared behind it. I was out of Edward's sight but what would I do now?

I saw a woman coming my way and quickly decided to ask her what date they had here.

"Excuse me but may I ask what date we have today?" I asked her politely as she was within my reach. She looked at me surprised and said.

"Yes, it's August the 23rd."

"Thank you and the year."

She gave a strange look, can't really blame her, but answered my question.

"1917." With that she walked away from me as quick as she could.

I stood there on a street in Chicago and let everything sink in when it all went black.

XoxoxoxoX

I woke up sitting straight in my bed. I was looking around. Everything was normal. I was in my room. In my bed and it was morning. I had my t-shirt and my boy shorts on and everything was as it was supposed to be.

No park, no 20s stuff just my normal bedroom. I was shaking my head wondering about the strange dream I just had.

It was strange because I remembered every little detail. I normally remembered bits and pieces of my dreams and I never saw any faces in my dreams. I knew who stood in front of me most of the time but I never saw a face.

And another difference was that this dream felt so real that I still could feel the sun on my skin but I quickly shook it off as my alarm went on.

It was time to get ready for school and to pay attention to my real life. Reality had me back and demanded my attention.

Meeting the human Edward Cullen that was just a dream after all or so I thought.

How could I have known what fate had in store for me.

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