A/N: Chapter two is here! Thank you for making it a favourite (my story) whoever has, and putting the story and my self on alert! By the way I'm English so if you cant understand anything please message me and I'll tell you! Read on…

Chapter 2:

I have been searching for 2 and half days now, searching Jaspers scent that had clung to Alice's shirt. The thing is where to look? I didn't know where they were, or even if they were still in the country! I know I need help, I think its time I visited Carlisle's friends; The Denali's.

The Denali's were the Cullen's on relatives so to speak or the closest they had to them anyways. They obliviously weren't blood relatives because no vampires have real relatives. However, they considered each other cousins because of their vegetarian's life styles.

I went into a small gas station and held my breath so I could find a map; the only thing was that I had no money. I took a few different maps I might need and ran as fast as I could away, then realising I was already three miles away.

I took out the map. It was then I actually remembered that I didn't know where I was; I ran down near a roundabout and looked at the sign. Il Poggio. I had never heard of it. I found it on one of the Maps. I was on the West coast of Italy. I found a place not far from where I was and it had an airport.

I knew that before I could get a flight to Washington, I had to take a long hunt. I found some goat looking animals and a couple of brown bears. Emmett was right; they do taste good!

After the itch in my throat had completely gone I ran to the nearest city. I stole some clothes from a shop. Then realising I had got smaller in some places and a lot larger in others if you get my drift. I went back and to get the first thing I could see and some shoes. I paused as I saw a beautiful fur coat. It wasn't real fur, but it was a stunning piece of material.

"Can I help you, Miss?"

A voice came out of no where. I turned on the spot to see a middle aged woman, dressed in simple black trousers and a blue loose fitting shirt.

"No, thank you, I'm fine."

She smiled and walked away to help a young couple looking at a red cocktail dress. I turned and walked out the shop. I walked down the alley opposite the shop, and watched as the woman tidied a pile and walked through to the back of the shop. I made my move and ran in the shop grabbed the coat, a handbag, tight fitting skinny jeans, and a funky t-shirt and a random pair of converse. I ran back out the shop and got changed in a public toilet. I held my breath as the stench was sickening. I looked in the mirror and gasped at my appearance. I was stunning. I looked like the girls that belong in Renee's fashion magazine. My eyes were red. Blood red. No wonder people were giving me funny looks.

I walked out the toilets finally able to breathe. I sat down on a bench in a kiddie park. I was confused. Didn't Carlisle say I would be uncontrollable for the first year? I breathed in and there was only a slight itch. Maybe this was my power? I gave up thinking about it and decided that I needed to head to airport.

Shit! I thought. I haven't got a passport. Well looks like I'm swimming. Carlisle said he swam from England or something didn't he say? Well looks like I have no choice. I didn't want to spoil my clothes though. What if someone saw me? I ran to a harbour and walked into the information office. I walked up to the desk.

"Excuse me? Urr… do you speak English?"

"A small bit." The lady said.

"Is there any private boat hirers near?"

"Yes. One. But very high cost."

"Where can I find him?"

"Walk down the pier, boat name is Charlotte scintillante." She told me writing the boats name on a small piece of paper.

"Thank you!"

I walked down the pier looking for the boat. I was expecting a small speed boat. Not a huge yacht! It looked to have 12 cabins; I looked at the sign advertising the boat. 'A leisurely ride at 16.3 knots.' I'm no boat expert but I knew that was fast. I recorded the phone number and went back to the information office.

"Hello. Could I borrow your phone? It will only take a minute." I asked the receptionist.

She passed me the telephone and I called the number I memorised.

"Hello?" A gruff voice answered. I was surprised to hear an English accent.

"Hello, I'm calling to ask if you would get me to America."

"No."

I was momentarily surprised and he hung up. I glared at the phone. People these days are so rude. Well there was one thing left to do. The only thing as I had no money or passport.

I was stealing a boat.

A/N: Thank you for reading! Did you like it? If you have any ideas or tips please message me and leave a review! The boat and Bella's outfit will be on my tumblr website thingy. Link will be on my profile xoxoxoxoxoxox Shana