Chapter 2

The ride on the way to school was comfortably quiet. Edward kept his arm around me the whole time. When we pulled up into the parking lot of Forks High School, Edward came over to my door at an inhuman speed, and opened my door for me. When I was out of the car, Edward pecked me on my cheek, and then got my bag out of the Volvo, along with his. We slowly walked over to where Alice and Jasper were standing, waiting for us, just like every day.

"Hey Alice" I said, as we got closer to them. I knew she would have been able to hear me even if I was across the parking lot, but if she had responded when I was that far away from her, then it would look a little suspicious.

"Hey Bella, Edward" She spat out my fiancé's name as if it were poison. I gawked at her, speechless. Edward and Alice had always been the only two siblings in the family that (not attracted to each other that is) actually got along, peacefully.

"Hello Alice." Edward nodded politely.

I couldn't take this. They were just torturing themselves by not talking, as every human being should. Their words were so limited. They were glowering at each other, apparently having a silent conversation.

Finally though, Edward stopped glowering at Alice, and plastered an apparent fake smile on his face. He kissed me lightly on my check, and pulled me forward, closer to my personal Hell. When we reached our first period class, I ripped a piece of paper out of my notebook, and scribbled on it, in my messy handwriting.

What the hell was that about Edward? And don't you dare tell me it was nothing. I want to know, and I wanna know now.

I passed the note across the table to Edward, and he read it within a second. In the next, he was scrawling something on the paper underneath what I wrote

It's nothing you need to be concerning about, Love. Honestly. It was just something that Alice saw. Its not big deal. Stop worrying. Please. For me?

He passed the note back to me, and it took me a while to read it. 'Something Alice saw.' He said. Oh no! Was it about me? Was something going to go wrong with our wedding? What went on? What's going to happen?' I thought frantically, and scribbled something back furiously.

I don't care! Tell me what Alice saw. Tell me Edward. Please. Was something wrong with the wedding? Is something going to happen to me? What went on, please, just tell me. I'll stop worrying if you just tell me.

Edward took the note from under my hand before I had time to life my pencil. He was writing frantically across the paper, obviously irritated at how I wouldn't just let the subject drop. He shoved the note back across the table, and I began to read his beautiful handwriting.

Yes. It was about the wedding. Alice saw that something was going to go wrong. She couldn't really be sure, 'cus it was extremely blurry. She thought that it meant that the dogs might want to crash the wedding. She couldn't be sure though. Please don't worry about it. It's no big deal. Our wedding will be perfect. I'll make sure of it.

He had only had the paper for a brief 2 seconds, and in front of me, was a whole paragraph of what happened. I began to hyper-venalate.

This really couldn't be happening. Jake. But...Jake wasn't here. He ran away. Seth had said that he was up in Northern Canada by now. He... He...He couldn't be coming back....just to spoil my wedding. He wouldn't do something like that.

Are you sure it was the werewolves? It couldn't possibly have been Jake; he would never do something like that to me. I know he wouldn't do that!!

I shoved the piece of paper back across the table towards Edward. He took the note from me, but didn't do anything. He crumbled the paper, and got out a new piece.

Please Bella. I know, too, that Jake wouldn't intentionally do something to hurt you. But he can't control all his feelings. He's a mutt. He doesn't always do things on his own accord. He could be just stopping by the house to say 'Hi' (which I highly doubt) but didn't realize that it was our wedding. Please, love, just drop it. I will make sure that our wedding is perfect. Not a single flaw. I swear.

When Edward knew that I had read the whole note that he had written, he crumbled it in his hand, and continued to take notes on the lesson we were being given by our English teacher.

Why would Alice see something like that? She couldn't. She said so herself that she couldn't see anything that concerned the pack. She couldn't. She was blind to them. So, how could she had seen the pack at my – our – wedding? It didn't make sense. Edward's keeping something from me. I know it. But...why? He never hid anything from me. Never. So, why start now?

BBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I was startled out of my thought by the bell, signaling the end of class. Edward stood next to me, packing up his stuff.

"Bella? Are you okay? Its time to change classes, love" Edwards voice washed over me, chasing away my earlier thoughts.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I whispered back. I stood up from my seat, and just grabbed all my belongings. When I began walking to the door, I felt Edward's cool arm snake around my waist.

"Are you sure you're okay, sweetheart?" He whispered, and all of a sudden, my mind was a lump of Jell-O. My legs gave way under me, and I collapsed. I closed my eyes shut, waiting for the impact with the linoleum. The impact never came. I opened my eyes, and saw Edward's liquid golden eyes in front of me. His eyes seemed to say 'You are not okay. Oh no.'

"Really, Edward I'm fine. Just give me a minute."

My minute never came. Instead I was swept up into his arms, and he was carrying me to the nurses' office.

"Edward Cullen! Put me down!" I yelled, a little breathless

" No. You're not okay. Something's wrong. I know it. I'm having you checked out by the nurse, and if she says nothing wrong, then you're going to Carlisle." Edward said sternly, pain seeping into his voice. I decided not to argue with him, know it wouldn't make anything better, if I just aggravated him.
So, instead of throwing the tantrum I so dearly wanted to, I sat in his arms, arms crossed over my chest, and pouted.

When we entered the school front office, Edward went straight to where he knew the nurse would be. He knocked on the door softly, and entered, not waiting for an answer.

"Oh my!" The grandmother looking nurse said when she saw me in Edward's arms.

"She's just a little faint. She collapsed at the end of 1st period. I was worried, and carried her here." Edward said firmly, and laid me down on the brown crinkly paper that covered the mattress in the middle of her room.

"I'm fine. Really, I am. I just tripped." I practically yelled. I sat up from the mattress quickly, and jumped off. Obviously I did this too suddenly, because I had a huge head rush, and stumbled again.

"Bella. Sit."

I had never seen Edward so concerned about my health. Well, I had, just not over something as simple as a head rush.

"I'll be right back Mr. Cullen. I'll get her a thermometer to take her temperature." The nurse whispered to Edward, touching his shoulder lightly.

The nurse bustled out of the room, and into her personal office. Edward stayed with his back to me the whole time. When the nurse finally came back in, she had a thermometer in her hands, and told me to put it in my mouth, and under my tongue. When Edward finally turned towards me, I saw that his eyes were pained.

I reached my hand out to touch him, and when our skins touched, his eyes softened the slightest.

A few seconds later the thermometer under my tongue beeped, and I took it out. I held it out in front of my eyes, and tried to read what it said.

But I couldn't

My vision was blurred, and the thermometer started to slip from my grasp.

Edward took the thermometer from my loosening grip, and read it. I heard him take an unnecessary sharp intake of breath.

"103.8" I heard Edward whisper.

I felt my body being lifted from the hard, cold mattress...

...And then....

....Nothing....