Present Day, 2009
It is a rainy September day in the small town of Forks, Washington. The Cullen's are getting ready for school.
Bree, Amy, Taini, Edward, Alice and Jasper are juniors.
Rosalie, Emmett, Jaydon and Alec are seniors.
Bree slips on a pair of dark jeans, and a sweater-dress, and runs downstairs to meet the others.
"Finally!" Edward says as he sees Bree come into the room. Bree rolls her eyes. She then takes Alice's arm, and they walk outside to Alice's Porsche.
"Anyone else?" Alice asks, looking over her shoulder. Taini runs outside, and hops in the backseat of Alice's Porsche. She waves to Alec.
"See you at school." He replies back to the wave.
"Okay, bye!" Taini says, slightly louder than her regular voice. Alec, Jaydon and Emmett get in Emmett's jeep. Amy and Rose get in Rose's red convertible. Edward and Jasper get into Edward's silver Volvo.
At school, Bree is in her second hour Biology class with Edward. The teacher is blabbing about something...Bree has no idea what...she's too focused on Edward.
"Brielle Cullen?" The teacher questions.
"Uh...sorry...what?" Bree asks, completely out of it. Edward rolls his eye, and sighs loudly.
"Prophase." He states in a bored voice.
"Very good, Edward...but I would like Brielle to answer the next one." The teacher says.
"Metaphase." Bree says, turning to smirk at Edward.
"Correct...please pay attention from now on, though." The teacher says, turning away from the two of them.
"Yes, sir." Bree says in an emotionless voice.
"Now, be VERY careful with these glass slides as I am passing around..." The teacher says, handing a glass slide to a student in the front row. She examines it, and then passes it on. "...and don't drop the-" Before the teacher could continue his warning, a shattering noise is heard.
"Dammit!" Heidi, the student the teacher had handed the glass slide to shouts.
"It's all right; just clean it up...carefully please." The teacher says, sighing as he turns away from Heidi.
"OW! I cut myself!" Heidi says not even three seconds later.
"Oh, boy...okay, let's wash the cut out, there's Band-Aids in the cupboard by Brielle and Edward's lab desk." The teacher says, motioning toward the back of the room.
"It's BREE, for crying out loud...when the hell have I ever been called Brielle?" Bree mutters to herself too low for normal human ears to pick it up.
"Brielle, can you help Heidi get a Band-Aid?" The teacher asks.
"Um...yeah..." Bree mutters as she reaches into the cupboard, and grabs the box of Band-Aids. She takes one out, and hands it to Heidi, who thanks Bree. Bree takes one little glance at the cut. She shouldn't have. It's deeper than she thought. Heidi must have had a shard of glass wedged in there, and she must have pulled it out. It was bleeding more than a normal cut. Bree takes a look at her own hand, and there is some of Heidi's blood on it. Their hands must have touched when she handed Heidi the Band-Aid. Bree lifts her hand slowly to her nose, and inhales deeply. "Oh...oh, no...Edward, help!" Bree pleads. Before she can comprehend what's happening, Edward is behind her, his arms wrapped around her waist.
"Mr. Procter. Bree's not feeling well...may I take her to the nurse?" Edward asks. Mr. Proctor feels Bree's forehead. It's ice cold.
Um...sure. She's very cold, you know." Mr. Procter says, sounding confused.
"Poor blood circulation. It's genetic." Edward says, shrugging. He explains, well, tries to explain, as he drags Bree out of the classroom. Rather than going to the nurse, he takes her to his car.