AN: Sorry it took me so long. i havent had much time but things are more calmed down so i should be updating more. I am currently working on chapter 2 so it should be posted soon, but it would be nice to have more reviews so that i can have something to go by.

This chapter is based on I Have A Dream by Amanda Seyfried from the Mamma Mia soundtrack

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We were all crowded inside the van, and it was VERY convenient that I had to sit on Newton's lap. "You know my offer still stands, if you will let me see you naked I would die happy," Newton said loudly with hope. "Really well if I saw YOU naked, I'd die laughing," I shouted back at him. The whole car erupted into hysterical laughter.

"Hahaha mike she got you there." said Tyler.

"Yeah who would have thought Bella could be so smart," sneered Lauren.

"Don't piss me off today I'm running out of places to bury bimbos." I barked at her.

"Well you can shove it Swan!" she said back.

"You know I really would but that's Tyler's job."

"WHAT!" She tried to lunge at me but Tyler quickly held her back. She glared at me with her evil eyes. "YOU BI-" Tyler covered her mouth as she screamed out profanities. He looked pretty annoyed by her attitude and also embarrassed. Everyone stared at her outburst and they also seemed to be annoyed by her. Angela looked at me apologetically and mouthed a 'sorry' but I quickly mouthed 'that's alright' back at her. I tend to take her teasing comments way to far and we end up fighting even more because of it ever since she made a comment about my mother.
I was 15 and had just recently lost my mother a few weeks ago. It was after school so I headed for my locker. Lauren was leaning on it so I kindly asked her to move.

"What for Swan? I don't have to listen to you; in fact I could stay here all day."

I've known Lauren since Elementry School and she has always picked on me. She was my own personal bully, but I never had the guts to stand up to her. I've always tried to ignore it.

"Please. I need to get into my locker."

She snorted, and all of her friends started laughing at my pathetic attempt to move her.

"Why should I? Just because your stupid mother got shot, doesn't mean I have to give you any sympathy."

My eyes started to tear up at the mention of my mother. I also felt angry as my fists started to clench.

"Don't. Talk. About. My. Mother."

"Or what? Is she gonna come down here from heaven and kick my a$$ for saying that she's a stupid fag for not moving out of the way like she was suppose to," she sneered at me.

That struck a cord as I punched her face. She doubled over and yelled.

"You're messing with the wrong person Swan!"

She slapped me across my face and started to pull my hair. I punched her again, sending her to the floor. I hovered over her and kept throwing more punches at her abdomen. She retaliated by punching my face where my cheekbones are. I felt a stinging pain right across my cheeks and felt warm liquid trickle down. She must have been wearing a ring to cause a gash on my face. Anger rose up again in me as I kicked and punched more at her, as she did the same. A minute later I felt two strong arms pull me away from her.

Lauren was also being pulled away from me by a security guard. Needless to say I got a one day suspension along with Lauren. I've always stood up for myself since then. If anyone felt the need to harass me they got their share of my fury laid upon them.

We arrived at the movie theatre and got our tickets. I never asked them what movie we were watching because in all honesty, I don't want to be here. Lauren chose our seats in the middle of the row. I sat next to Angela and Tyler moved into my other side before Newton had a chance to, and for that I was thankful. The movie was pretty hilarious and a little disgusting too but overall it was good. My mind drifted off into daydreams of Edward. After a while I started feeling dizzy, my forehead was damp of perspiration. I felt too hot I got up to go leave the theatre, when I felt a pull on my shirt.

I turned and saw that it was Angela looking at me with worried eyes.

"I'm just going outside because I'm feeling a little dizzy."

"Oh alright do you need me to come with you?"

"No that's alright Angela, you stay with Ben." I winked at her.

"Okay we'll come outside as soon as it's over." She assured me.

"Okay."

I tried to get out of there as soon as possible, feeling more sick with each step I took. My hands pushed the door open, of the theatre, and I quickly crossed the empty street, leaning over the railing that keeps people from falling into the ocean below.
With fists clenching the rail, I closed my eyes and took a few steady deep breathes. I kept this routine going after five minutes, but unfortunately I still felt pretty bad, maybe even worse. I tried to ignore this unpleasant feeling with some of my Edward daydreams.

We were lying on the grass facing each other. The place we were in was a meadow. His face was glowing but not just from the sunlight. We were both radiating from happiness that was surrounding us, as we stared into each others eyes. He was holding both of my hands in his long ones, while his thumb was stroking the back of it. He released my other hand, moving it to my collarbone and swiftly running his fingers along it. His eyes held some form of desire and it made me all the more curious as to what that would be. His eyes glanced down at my lips as he leant forward.

I woke up from my trance, realizing that I was leaning to far over the railing. I stared at the ocean below me, memorizing it's dark depths, and rough waves, thinking.
Why can't I fit into this world?
Why do I only have Angela as a true friend?
Why does Lauren hate me?
Why does Mike treat me like a piece of meat?
Why can't school be just as easy as art?
Why do I cry myself to sleep every night?
Why did God take away my mother?
And why can't I get over it?
Sometimes I just wish I could live through my paintings, live in Edwards's world, maybe then my life would be easier.

Now that would be a life.

Drinking tea on the porch, strolling around in the park, being courted by such gentlemen. A world where men weren't pigs, where they don't pressure you into sex or drugs, were things were more peaceful. But all of that would pale in comparison to Edward, he would be the highlight of my life...the reason for my existence.

My Edward.

I felt tears trickling down my cheeks as I realized it was to good to be true. It will NEVER happen. I'll never get the chance of meeting such a form of god. I'll never live in the early 1900s, and I'll never be in love.

My heart was aching...for him...for Edward.

All of a sudden I started glowing, like my face actually felt warmer and my mood turned brighter. There was a sense of warmth coming from my chest. I looked down frantically, wondering what was happening. What I saw next was pretty unusual. My crystal necklace was literally glowing. It grew brighter and brighter until I felt myself slipping of the edge of the railing, losing control of my body, plummeting into the rough waters.
As I broke through the water waiting for me down below, I was surrounded by the brightest light ever, not even feeling what was supposed to be ice-cold water. At first it felt like I was floating but then I started falling at an intense speed.

And I kept falling.

And falling.

More like plummeting down to my death.

After about 5 minutes of falling, I broke through the clouds, and saw the green earth below me. I panicked due to the fact that I was going even faster to the ground without stopping. Just as I was about to land on the grass at high speeds, my body abruptly stopped at about five feet higher then the ground...then dropped me again face down on the hard ground.
I lifted my head and spat out pieces of grass that somehow made their way into my mouth. I stopped when I saw a pair of combat boots. Curious, I looked up at the figure in the uniform and met a pair of emerald eyes. I couldn't stop staring because he looked so beautiful and incredibly familiar. The way his faintly dirty face was shaped, the way his hair was all over the place.

He looked at me as if I was an alien. Well I don't blame him, he probably saw me falling. He hesitantly raised his hand and held it out for me. I took it and hauled myself up off the ground. The strange beautiful man stared at me for a few more seconds and than finally asked.

"Who are you? How did u fall from the sky?"

"I am Isabella Swan and to tell you the truth about the second question... I don't really know," I answered honestly.

"Well...oh my apologies miss I have forgotten my manners, my name is Edward Anthony Masen, I am a Soldier for the United States."

My mind must be playing tricks on me, did he just say Edward? The Edward that has starred in my very dreams, the one I painted, the one I subconsciously fell for.

"I'm Isabella Swan but you can call me Bella."

"Well Bella, I'm not sure what I should do with you. A war is not something a lady such as yourself should witness and take a part in, so..."

"Wait! Did you just say war?"

He nodded his head and looked at me as if I was insane. Then I realized something that I should have thought before.

"What year is this?"

Edward obtained a worried look, and then answered.

"We are in the year 1918 Miss Swan."

World War 1…...no!

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