I blinked, and just like that, he was gone. I ran onto my balcony, head darting side to side, trying to find him again.

"Edward?" I called a little louder, "I know you're there..."

No response.

I realised then that I was being stupid; there was no way Edward would be in Forks, let alone my balcony. The last time he was in Forks was four months ago... no one had seen him since. Well, no one in Forks, at least.

Feeling disappointed and somewhat muddled, I returned to my bedroom. I settled into bed and prepared myself for another restless night.

Saturday

Jessica was her usual chatty self, so I hardly had to add anything to keep the conversation flowing. She was rambling on about something that Mike did, and how she thought they were about to take 'the next step'. So since she was being incredibly vague and I had no idea what this step was, I asked her.

Her jaw dropped to the ground... metaphorically of course.

"Are you serious?" She asked in disbelief.

I nodded.

"Didn't you ever, you know... with him?" She emphasized the 'him'.

I suddenly understood.

"No, we weren't like that."

"What do you mean 'like that'? All teenagers are the same, Bella," She explained, as if everyone knew this except me.

Except Edward isn't a teenager.

We then arrived at the theatres. We decided to watch a romantic comedy; I wasn't too sure I wanted to, but Jessica seemed keen, so I agreed.

The movie was a waste of time. Well, that was probably an understatement. It was full of cliché's and bad acting. However, Jessica couldn't stop gushing about the main guy, and how hot he was. The main actor's looks were incomparable to his though.

After the movie, we drove to a little restaurant which was situated in Port Angeles. I ordered mushroom ravioli, and Jess, being Jess, ordered a salad – without dressing.

We made small talk, and after dinner, we parted ways to head to our respective cars.

When I was about 100 metres away, I noticed a figure leaning on the side of my car. Since it was dark and there were no street lights, I couldn't make out who it was, or anything about the person. I walked closer, hesitantly, much slower than before. My heart pounded in my chest, and blood rushed through my veins.

I glanced around at my surroundings, wondering if anyone was around. But, of course, there was no one nearby and most of the shops were closed.

When I looked back to my car, there was no one there...

I just couldn't make sense of the situation; where did the person go? And why were they leaning against my car in the first place?

Could it have been Edward? It would be just like him to do something like that. He would've said something like "I was protecting you..."

As soon as my thoughts took a turn towards him, I immediately backpedalled. I would not allow myself to hope. Hope just sets a person up for disappointment.

But, as I was driving home, I couldn't help but consider the possibility. He was possibility number one. If it wasn't him, it could have just been a random person who wanted to freak the heck out of me – but that theory didn't seem likely.

I got out of my car and walked up to my front door in a daze. Upon opening the door, I was greeted by Charlie.

"Hey Bells. How was it?"

"Good," I replied automatically, and turned to head up the stairs to my room.

As soon as I set foot into my room, I realised that this was the second time I saw something which may or may not have actually been there. I decided then and there to keep a journal about this, so that I could keep track of whatever was happening.

Grabbing an empty notebook from my drawer, I started to recount my first vision.

A.N. Reviews are appreciated; I like feedback.