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I am now on the plane towards Seattle. I'm sitting next to the window and have a six year old sitting next to me. She looks like she might be sick. Oh. Great. Maybe if I talk to her she might feel better. I set my cup of water that I got when I first came on down on the little table.

"Hi" I say to her.

"Hi" She says back.

"My name is Bella. What is your name?" I ask.

"My name is Clara." (A/N Hint: She might be important)

"Hi Clara. Are you feeling okay?" I ask her.

"I feel yucky." She says.

"Hmmm…. May I ask why you are going to Seattle?" I ask Clara.

"I'm going to see my grandma and grandpa. It's for my mommy's birthday. Why are you going to Seattle?" Clara asks.

"Umm… I'm going to live with my dad in Forks." I tell her.

"Why are going to live with your daddy? What about your mommy?"

"Do you really want to know? It doesn't have a happy story." I warn her.

"Yep! Now tell me what is wrong with your mommy!" Clara says.

"Well, Clara, my mommy and daddy got a divorce when I was just a baby. Younger than you. My mommy got remarried to a guy named Phil. Well yesterday we all got in a…" What should I say? "Well… let's just say that my mommy didn't like something I did…"

"What did you do?" Clara is a very observant little girl.

"How old are you, Clara?" I ask her, hopefully changing the subject.

"Five and a half" She states matter-of-factly. "How old are you?"

"I'm 17. My birthday is in a couple months." I tell her.

"You're very pretty." She tells me.

"Thank you. But I think you're prettier…" I state to her.

"Nuh-uh!" She basically almost shouts.

"Yea-uh!" I inform her.

"Nuh-uh!"

"Yea-uh!"

"Nuh-uh!"

"Yea-uh!"

"Nuh-uh!"

"Yea-uh!"

"Nuh-uh!"

"Okay, how about we call it a tie?" I ask, tiring of our game.

"Okay… Are you a superhero?" She asks. I was taken aback.

"Wh- What? Uhh… I mean what are you talking about?" I ask trying to sound dumb.

"When we were fighting you flicked your wrist a little and your cup" She points to my cup on the table. "moved"

I sigh. "You are a very observant girl…. Ok… if I tell you the truth you have to promise me you will not tell anyone. Not your best friend. Not your mommy, daddy, grandma, or grandpa. Got it?"

"Yes ma'am!" Clara says looking like a soldier. I chuckle.

And I told the 5 ½ year old everything. And I mean everything. My so called gift. My parents and step-dad. School. My social class. Everything. You may be asking, how can I trust a five year old? Well, my answer to that is- She's 5 ½.

Now you should ask, how can I trust a 5 ½ year old? My answer to that is- I really don't know. I trust her. Even if she does end up telling someone they just think it is her kid mind.

The speaker on the plane turns on and the pilot says, "Thank you for riding US Airlines. You chose the right airplane to ride. It is now time to buckle up. The plane will be landing soon."

I helped Clara with her seatbelt, and then I did my own. I look at her and ask, "Clara, do you feel better?"

"Yes, thank you Bella." I smile at her. "Is that why you are going to live with your dad? 'Cause your mommy doesn't like that you're special?"

"Yeah…"

"I hope your mommy will stop being a butt and will love you for who you are." Clara states. Wow. I just found myself my very own Dr. Phil.

"Me too, Clara, me too."

After the plane landed I unbuckled myself then Clara. I walk her off the plane. She starts to look around for her mom and dad. I follow her. You know, just to make sure she finds them.

"Mommy! Daddy!" She screams running into the crowd.

"Clara! Clara! Wait a minute" I yell at her. She stops running so I can catch up. I grab her hand and say, "That's better. We don't want you to get lost, now, do we?" Clara shakes her head.

So we look around the very large crowd, trying to find Clara's parents. Clara's pulse started going faster. I know she was scared. She started crying.

"Clara… we are going to find them" I assured her. She nods. "Okay, do you see them anywhere?" She shakes her head. "Let's head over there." I say pointing over to the bathrooms.

As we were half way to the bathrooms I could hear someone yelling, "Clara! Clara!" I turn around a see to two adults that look like Clara. I pull Clara over to the two adults. I tap on the males shoulder and say,

"Excuse me, sir, is this the Clara you looking for?" They both turn around and their faces lighten up.

"Clara!" The woman yells. Clara runs into the women's arms. I smile. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She says to me.

"It's fine." I tell them. "You have a very smart daughter"

"We know that" The father says smiling at his daughter. "What is you name?"

"Bella, Bella Swan. Oh, and happy birthday." I tell the mother. "I should go find my father now. Goodbye" They said their goodbyes and I went to go find Charlie.

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Chapter 2