Hello my lovelies. This is the second rewrite. It's a little different from the original, but once again, not too different. I do hope you like it a bit better.

Also! I forgot to clarify what an Elder is again. And basically it's a super powerful witch/wizard that has the ability to give powers (or take them (for the sake of things)).

Anyhow, Enjoy!

SO! I was trolled, or would you call it flamed? Whatever. I had to lawl at it. The person was fussing about fem-Harry and apparently thinks I'm the worst writer in the history of Fanfiction or something (judging by their words). But, honestly if you don't like something, then just don't read it. Don't go out of your way to be mean to someone (unless it's highly offensive). People are put down enough and have enough stress without being trolled for their hobbies.

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Re: Part Two

Fen had been living in Forks for five days now, and a long five days it was. She walked out into the driveway and leaned back against the cool glass of her car. Who would have guessed that muggle high school could be so emotionally traumatizing. If she were in the wizarding world, she would have been well within her rights to put that Jessica Stanley girl in Azkaban for a few weeks. Thank God it was the weekend and she didn't have to put up with the Forks inhabitants. Today they were going beach in La Push with Mike Newton and his friends—an unfortunate circumstance on her part. Bella had come to her Friday afternoon and asked her to come with them, not wanting to be alone with Mike, or Jessica.

Fen had not been invited at first, but the boy that had stolen her fruit every day, Tyler, insisted she be allowed to come along. That or the others could do without his van and share of the gas money. Fen had laughed at Jessica's face when she was told. Her cheeks had puffed and her face turned a bit pink, but she kept silent.

Tyler was quite enjoyable for a sporty type. He didn't at all meet the stereotypes she had grown up hearing in London or experienced herself on the Quidditch pitch. He wasn't mean, or snotty, or overly muscled; he was lean and quick on his feet. He would have made a good chaser in the wizarding world.

She ran a hand through her short pixie hair and leaned her head back. Bella had been highly opposed to Fen cutting off all of her hair, though it had gone to charity, and nagged at her for an hour afterwards. She had been quieted only when Fen agreed to wear barrettes and style it to add femininity. Of course she couldn't style hair in the first place, so she didn't know how well that was going to go over.

The door to the house slammed shut and Fen turned her head to see Bella prance out of the house with her mud brown hair pulled back into a low ponytail. "Are you ready?" The girl asked, oddly excited for someone who was dreading the trip. "It's been so long since I've been to a beach."

Fen grunted in response. Her only trip to the beach had been when she was eleven and her relatives were trying to hide from the owls and Hagrid. Even after she'd come of age she had no time to visit anywhere but the twins shop and a few other friends. "I've only been to the beach once." She said off handedly. "When I was eleven…"

"Five years? I couldn't do it. Dad used to take me to the beach every summer." Bella too leaned against the car, watching Fen as she ran her hand through her messy short hair; too short of hair. Girls were supposed to have mid-length to long hair, or Fen should have at the very least. With the way she was dressed and the way she stood and walked, she could pass for a man. That alone made Bella very uncomfortable. What would all the girls at school think when they saw Fen in khaki shorts and a white tank-top? She'd gotten enough flack for her hair the last three days the way she was dressed now was only going to make the jeering worse. "Fen…wouldn't you be more comfortable in something more feminine? I mean you did get a few new outfits. There has to be something you'd like to wear."

Fen rolled her eyes. "I'm not wearing pants to the beach Bella."

"But you look like a boy."

"That's my choice, and it's not like I'm going to try and hit on you. A style of dress doesn't automatically make one a lesbian." Bella had the decency to blush and avert her eyes. It had been obvious what she was thinking, the disgust had been sneaking into her face. Just what had she been taught growing up? Since she'd started at Hogwarts it became common knowledge that to be gay was acceptable as long as the witch or wizard in question still produced an heir. Many pureblood families had kept it under wraps, but they were usually married off and couldn't afford the scandals that would take place.

Bella was either taught differently or came to the conclusion on her own, that homosexuality was wrong. By what source—mother, father or peers—Fen couldn't be sure. "It's not wrong you know, being gay. It's just another way to live."

"It's not natural though, we're built to be with men and men are built to be with women." The muggle girls' lip curled a little.

"Homosexuality is found in nature, therefore it is natural. Male dolphins have sex with other males as a sign of affection. Chimpanzees have also shown signs of homosexual tendencies. Male giraffes won't mate with females except for when they're fertile. They prefer other males." Fen straightened herself as a large blue van pulled into her driveway. "Just because we have a language and high performing minds doesn't make us any less animal."

Bella watched as her friend took long strides towards the van. She made sense, but humans were better than other animals. They were supposed to understand that men and women were meant to be, not men and men or women and women. She frowned and followed Fen to the vehicle. It didn't matter if she agreed or not anyhow, it's not as though Fen was gay.

The drive to the beach wasn't too long. From Fens' driveway it had taken about forty-five minutes to reach La Push. Fen had been placed in the front seat much to a blonde girls', Lauran, displeasure. The rest had been smashed into the back where only three seats were available. Mike Newton had given up his seat for Bella and sat next to Lauran, who was also forced into the floor. Tyler started up some witty banter and left the back to themselves for the most part, in favor of watching the road. Even so, every time they hit a bump people would go flying across the van. Somehow she believed if Charlie knew how they'd gone to La Push he'd 'flip shit'.

Fen shifted with awkwardness as they made the short trek to the beach. Feelings of doubt and disgust rose in her. She shouldn't be doing this. She was ten years older than many of these people. It wasn't a terribly big difference, but even with her only just becoming physically mature she had years of experience over the teens. She was a college graduate in the UK and had a steady career writing text books for the wizarding world and novels for the muggle world. She was stalked by the press and was a bedtime story for magical children. A frown settled on her features. She was out of her element.

What would Sirius have said? Or even Remus? The werewolf was still alive, living in Romania with Nymphadora Tonks and their son Teddy. She'd lost touch with them after the war and it was almost like losing another father, but she understood. Remus wanted a life of his own so badly. The Wizard Government of England wasn't going to allow that. So he left. Somehow though she felt he would almost be ashamed of her.

"I hope they leave me alone today," Bella said, falling back until she was next to Fen.

"That's not going to happen Miss. Popularity." Fen forced a smile and looked over at the mousy girl. For the first time she noticed just how pale Bella was for someone from Phoenix, a place where it seemed like the sun was a constant. She was paler than most of the children from Forks in fact, except the Cullen's. But even they were only a shade or so lighter than Bella was. Perhaps Bella had been built to be something other than human? It was plausible. If muggle children could contain magic, why shouldn't they be able to be born for other things? And there was always the chance that Bella wasn't completely human. It wasn't uncommon for creatures to take on a humanoid form and mate with muggles. Veela did it all the time. "You're going to need sun screen." Fen commented.

She turned her attention back in front of her. The beach was nothing like she'd expected. Sharp looking bits of broken shell and rock covered much of the sand that was near the water, and drift wood could be seen gathered in random areas down the coast. It reminded her too vividly of the rock in the ocean she'd stayed on with her relatives. She sighed. As the morning drifted away the beach became a nice affair. At about eleven it began to get obscenely hot, in Fen's opinion. The guys began stripping they're shirts, and girls lounged in their tank tops hoping to get as much sun as they could. Mike, Tyler and Eric threw a foot ball back and forth to each other. Everyone was enjoying the rare warmth, except Bella, she had quickly excused herself to walk down the beach though. Fen sighed and removed her shirt and tank top, leaving her in a green bikini top and a pair of boy's khaki shorts. She heard a screech from behind her and turned. Tyler was rubbing his head and grinning at Fen while the other two were laughing.

He continued to stare at her for a moment and walked over. She froze. There were scars on her back and stomach. Most of them were undetectable but a large one that ran from her right shoulder to her left hip was white against her lightly tanned skin. Cutting curse scars just didn't heal like regular ones. She held her things in front of her to protect him from seeing her stomach as well, the claw marks that swiped from under her right breast to her hip bone was raised slightly and a bit more unnerving than the one on her back. 'shit' Sure the wizarding world knew about them, but no one except Fred, George, the Goblins, and Madam Pomfrey had ever actually seen them.

"How did…that…"

"Would you believe that I wrestle bears in my spare time?" She asked sheepishly. The dark skinned boy wasn't buying it though. Fen let her shirt fall into the sand and ran as fast as she could. Her long legs carried her a mile down the beach, not caring that her bare feet were being torn up by sticks, rocks and shells that had washed up on the shore line. Their eyes were human, they couldn't see many of the other scars, but it had felt like the guys had seen everyone. Was she really so self-conscious? Fen grunted as she felt her foot catch on a rock and tumbled into the sand. She felt the burning sensation on her middle section and arms as her body slid across the ground. Then she laid there, unmoving, for several minutes. There was laughing and happiness in the distance, but she felt beneath that. Their happiness wasn't hers to share.

Fen arched her body up and tucked her legs under her body before letting out a muffled scream. Why was she being like this? Was it the hormones that were only just beginning to course through her, or the guilt for not being honest with her new friends? What was wrong! She felt an ache start at the back of her scull and travel across her entire scalp. It was a feeling she was all too familiar with from the days her hair would grow back after her aunt attempted to sheer it off. From what she could tell it hadn't grown back, but something had changed. She just wasn't able to see what. Fen rolled on to her back and spread herself over the sand. There was a voice in the distance, but it was clear to her in ways that she couldn't describe. She could feel shock waves in the sand with every step the person took and hear the fast rhythmic beat of their heart. As soon as she heard it though, it was gone.

So Fen closed her eyes and listened to the ocean. It was beautiful. Then there was a scream. She looked up and turned her head like an owl. Bella was running towards her with a long haired Native American boy hot on her heals. His eyes were dark as night, and his skin a raw-umber color. He was tallish, maybe an inch or so shorter than herself. He was all man though, muscular with a strong jaw and a face that made her heart thunder. 'Beautiful' she thought to herself just as she glanced back at Bella.

"What happened to you?" She panicked, doing a rather good job of ignoring the blood trails on her friends feet. "You're feet look like a shark ate them, and you…Did you fall on a belt sander?"

Fen laughed a little. "Close…I tripped in the sand… You're rubbing off on me Bella. Next I'm going to be nailing people in the back of the head with volley balls." She pushed herself up and shook the sand out of her hair. It definitely wasn't any longer. Instead it was-

"Your hair turned red." Bella commented, trying to figure out if she was freaked out or amazed by this apparent ability. Gingerly she ran a hand across her friends scalp to help brush the sand out.

Fen could have purred. "I do believe we have much to discuss."

"Hey…what happened to your back?" The boy asked.

"Would you believe I wrestle bears for fun?" She said recycling the excuse.

"Fen what are we going to do about you? You can't walk like that…"

The boy walked around to the front of them and crouched down. "Help her stand Bella, We'll piggy back."

Fen's heart thundered again. She stood on her own though. "It's okay I can wal-"

"You're not walking!" Bella snapped, shocking all three of them. "You don't need to walk with your feet such a mess!"

And so, Fen road on the Native boy's back all the way back to the cars. She was highly surprised that in all of the excitement her glasses hadn't flown from her face. It was relieving though, to know that she would be allowed her sight for another day.

"So…" Fen asked nervously. "Who are you?"

"I'm Jacob Black." He said turning his head slightly, but quickly faced forwards again. Her green eyes had shocked him a little, there was no other color mixed in with her irises. There was no Brown, or yellow, or blue. There was just green, pure green. Jacob swallowed deeply and ducked his head a little. It was frightening enough her hair was the color of a barely ripe cherry, with her eyes taken into account he wasn't sure if he could handle being around the girl without being terrified of her.

Fen frowned as she felt her pocket vibrate. She pulled out the phone, tightening her legs a little around the boys' waist and pressing herself a little closer to his back so she wouldn't fall off. It was Griphook. She looked over at Bella, who was watching curiously and answered. "Hello?"

"Miss. Black, Why so down?" The goblin said gruffly.

"Griphook," She saw Bella turn her head slightly. "What are the laws in America about telling a muggle of our kind?" Bella's face grew more surprised.

"There aren't any Miss. Black…Most in America understand that it is a wizard or witches right to reveal themselves as long as they do not openly identify others." Fen perked up a little at this. "Now, to the matter at hand, The charms masters are requesting a condensed version of your last text, your publisher says your deadline is coming up, and the twins would like your address."

"Give the twins the address, inform my publisher it's almost done, and inform the masters that my last text was condensed and if they don't like it they may go elsewhere."

"Of course Ma'am." The line died.

"How do you have signal here?" Jacob asked in amazement. "I have to practically climb a tree to get any bars."

"Magic?" Fen suggested, sliding the phone back into her pocket. "So, where are we going?"

Jacob shifter her legs a little, creating a small tremor that traveled up her spine. "Well, Charlie is at my house right now watching the game with dad."

Fen glanced over at Bella. "I left my shirt at the beach."

"Tyler will bring it. He totally has a crush on you." The girl said with a grin. Fen couldn't help but disagree. Tyler was a cheerful fellow and he joked a lot, but he wasn't into her. Besides, he wasn't her type.

"He's not the kind of guy I would date." She said dryly. Even if he were, she would have denied it. Something about having Jacob around made her want him to know she was available. Again, shame and disgust settled in her. He was so young and human. Yes, it had to be hormones. Her logical mind told her she was to stop aging soon, she would have to take many different personas in the muggle world to ensure her own survival and it was going to become part of her life. She would have to befriend people to fit in or become a hermit.

An hour later found Fen was on her way to the hospital in Forks. Charlie had been kind enough to abandon his game for the now red haired girl and rush her off to receive treatment. The change in hair color was a shock. It was too natural to be dyed and just the night before it had been pitch black. Something was strange about Bella's friend, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He glanced into the rearview mirror. The girl seemed to be deep in thought; possibly contemplating her situation. From what Bella had said her shirt was still somewhere on the beach, thus making him highly aware of her scars and the pigment change in her hair. She was going to need someone to talk to, and form an alibi with.

He parked around near the emergency room entrance and ran up to get a wheel chair for Fen, but the girl was stubborn and walking up the drive bare foot with Bella glaring at her back. Charlie met them half way with the chair anyhow and insisted the Fen sit. Finally after five minutes of prompting and some well placed threats on Bella's end, the girl agreed.

The ER was empty. Obviously there weren't many emergencies in Forks. It made her smile slightly. It was almost the same at Hogwarts, she was the only one ever in the infirmary. Except that one time when Draco had been in there, but that hardly counted, he'd had to get all of three stitches and was free to go. He decided to mope about instead.

"Black?" A nurse said as she opened the doors to allow them admittance. "Please follow me." the nurse eyed Fen in a way she thought was discrete, obviously enthralled by the large scar on her front. "Doctor Cullen will be with you in a moment." She left.

"Thank Merlin!" Fen snapped as the door closed. "If that woman eyed me up one more time I was going to get out of this chair and throw it at her…" She paused and had the decency to blush at her outburst. "Sorry, emotions run strong in my family…" She chewed on her lip which caused Bella to swat at her. "We'll have to talk when we're through here you know?"

The two nodded gravely.

"Okay, Miss. Black," A pale man with white blonde hair and golden eyes stepped into the room, shutting the door quietly behind him. His brow furrowed and he stopped moving as he examined his paitent. Small white scars littered her torso, face and arms. What trauma could she have suffered in such a short life to cause such scars? He cleared his throat though, and continued. "I'm Dr. Cullen. It's a pleasure to meet you," He said as he crouched down to look at the damage to her feet. "It seems like most of it has healed up already. Ocean Water?" there was still sand on her feet

Fen nodded. A vampire doctor, who would have guessed? There was no doubt in her mind that he was the sire to the vampires at her school. He had an old feel, even if he did appear to be young. "Yes." She answered smoothly.

"Odd how quickly it heals."

The red head crossed her arms and lifted her feet as the doctor picked at them and pulled out tiny shards of glass. "I've read that Ocean water is only a few chemicals short of being identical to human blood."

Dr. Cullen looked up. He actually hadn't heard that before. "You don't say?" He looked her over once more. "Well, aside from the small cuts you're fine I think. I'd say, go home and rest."

Fen smiled and waved as she stood from the chair and left the room. She popped her head back around the corner into the room where the vampire doctor was still standing. "Who do I need to talk to about payment for this visit, Dr. Acula?"

He froze in his spot in an inhuman stillness. "Consider this visit on the house, Miss. Black. By the way my name is Carlisle." She was already gone.

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Sunday had come and gone in the blink of an eye. Fen had talked with Bella and her father that day and gone over some of the dynamics of wizarding society. They had both taken it quite well, after they had been given proof. Transforming into her animagus form had proved to be exactly what was needed. Then again having a, larger than normal, red wolf appear in front of someone could probably convince them of anything. They had asked questions about her school and her magical inheritance. The hardest thing to explain, though, was the fact the even though she was physically sixteen, she was several years older than Bella. She left out the fact that she had once been a male, even if it were a spell, or potion. Considering her previous conversation about homosexuality with the girl, she didn't feel it would go very well.

It was Monday now, however, and many of the students were gaping openly at Fen's color of hair. Thankfully, with the ever convenient help of Goblins and the American wizarding Government, none of the students other than Bella, and the Vampires, could remember the fiasco at the beach involving the scars on her torso. Vampires were apparently on the protection list in America. In every major city a certain number of deaths were allowed a year. Once that quota was filled the Vampires would not be allowed to hunt there until the next year or a flood of people moved into the community. The smaller communities were a little harder to manage than the big city ones. Any unjustifiable deaths in places such as Forks could easily go over as an animal attack and were thus over looked unless it got out of hand.

There were still rogue vampires, just because there were laws didn't mean that all of them followed. Just like with humans. Fen had been intrigued to learn this, and quickly decided the next time she wrote a text book for DADA or COMC it would have to be included somehow. Perhaps the Cullens' would give her some insight on the lives of vegetarian vampires. It might take a little convincing, but she was sure the entire family knew that she knew.

When they pulled into the parking lot that morning, Fen noticed the shinny Volvo sitting in the spot that had been vacated the week prior after a bit of a scare in biology. She guessed Edward was back and indeed she was correct. Just after they stepped out of the car Edwards head appeared and cut her a look. He was very unhappy about something. Perhaps he was pissed about the sucker she had not so discreetly forced upon him. Whatever the case, he was trying to kill her with his eyes. "Maybe it's because I called his father Doctor Acula." she thought aloud.

The largest of the three male vampires laughed.

The day drug by slowly, her first and second periods were a drag, the only thing that seemed amusing was lunch. Bella had become flustered when Edward spoke to her for the first time and chose to sit with them at their own table. Fen ignored him for the most part, snacking on her homemade pasta with basil cream sauce and fruit. Tyler was the only one brave enough to sit at the table alone with her and steal food from the red haired monster girl. Fen liked Tyler a lot. Maybe not as boyfriend type material, but he was definitely in her top ten for best buddies.

They were set for a friendly game of American football later in the week at her house she was unsure of who he was planning to bring if anyone, but she was going to call the twins over. They weren't teenagers, but they certainly didn't look a day over twenty-five. She looked around the cafeteria with a blank face, people were staring and it was beginning to get aggravating. Even the vampires were cutting looks at them. So she cut looks back. Emmett, the big one, broke the tension with a silly face though. Fen smiled and shook her head. The bell rang and they headed off to biology.

They had been broken up into groups of two by the teacher. Today they were going to be using the microscopes to examine the steps of meiosis. The slides were just little pictures on a film strip. It wouldn't have been so bad if she hadn't been paired with Mike Newton. The boy was a menace and she knew that if she could get away with it she would have cast every hex known on him in a second. Fen just ignored him most of the time, only talking to tell him he needed to write something down. The work was finished in no time, all that was left was to answer a few questions on the back.

Just as Fen was about to sit a small twinge formed on the right side of her buttock. Had Mike Newton really just pinched her rear? Her face turned a bright red as she clenched her fists. Mike giggled like a pre-schooler for a moment and didn't know what hit him as he sailed out of his chair and slid across the floor and into the glass cabinets. One of the doors made a satisfying crack as the glass had broke in half. She looked at her red knuckles and smiled. It had been a while since she'd hit someone that hard.

Mike groaned from the floor and stood up. There was a cut under his left eye and his nose was bleeding profusely.

"I never said you could touch me Newton. I suggest you don't do it again." There was another thump from across the room. Bella had fainted just in time for the bell to ring.

P.E had been less fun without Bella there to maul someone, but she and Tyler managed to make it interesting. He had explained the rules of basket ball to her and they had started a one on one game, but in the end they were tied. Mike Newton came back from the nurse about half way though class with a bandage on his nose and over the cut on his face. His weak glare was nothing compared to that of a deatheater but fen humored him for a moment and pretended to look afraid.

"Come on Tyler, let's go play ball." He took the ball from Tyler's hands and began to walk off.

"I was getting ready to start another game with Fen." He said and went to grab another ball from the wrack. Mike was really starting to get on his nerves.

"What the hell man! Are you queer? You'd rather play a mans game with some lesbian?" Mike threw the ball down. It bounced away and the entire gym went quiet. "Or maybe she's your booty call, that why you like spending time with her?"

Fen was on the verge of hitting Mike again, but the coach beat her to the punch and told Mike to go to the office, he would be down there in a minute. At least the teachers weren't' excessively stupid.

She and Tyler sat on the bleachers, the attention have been diverted from them as soon at the coach had interfered. They knew that the storm wasn't quite over and the whispers and rumors would be starting soon, probably more about Fen than her friend since they had known him longer. Strangely though, he looked up set; and the upset had started when the gay comments had flown.

She frowned and scooted a little closer. "You shouldn't take offence to his comments. He was just mad because I'm a better man than he is and I hit him." Tyler shook his head and buried his face in his hands. "You are, aren't you?" He nodded a little. "It's alright you know. You can't help who you're attracted to." He didn't seem to accept the answer. Fen could nearly feel her blood boiling as her temper rose. "Humans are such stupid creatures. Denying people of what the world needs most because it doesn't fit into their normal everyday lives!" She huffed and crossed her arms. She had hissed the word normal as though it were the word that would randomly bring Voldemort back from the dead.

Tyler looked back up at her. "You're human, what does that say about you?"

"That I am currently am imperfect being. I am not a god, nor would I ever want to be one. We live in an imperfect world, but even so, others should recognize that love is not decided by gender, but the compatibility and bond that two, or more, people share." She continued to glare out over the crowd. Fen was not a romantic by a long shot, but she knew what she believed in. She had been raised a slave to her own family, then became a slave to a world that only accepted her because of prophesy and her money. Even most of her closest friends had abandoned her once her job was completed.

"My uncle is gay." He admitted. "Well, he's my aunt now. But for the longest time he was alone. Finally he found someone and he fell in love. My parents didn't talk to him for years because of that. I don't want them to hate me because of something I have no control over. I…I don't want them to know."

"Growing up in a small community tends to throw things out of perspective." He looked at her curiously. "I grew up in Surry. Lived with my aunt and uncle. They made me into a slave just because my aunt didn't agree with my mothers' way of life. They thought I'd end up just like her and they didn't want their son to end up being like I am." His curious look grew. Fen wasn't quite ready for another person to find out that she was magic. Perhaps something a muggle would more understand without a massive explanation. "You know what ESP is?"

"Extra Sensory Perception, yeah. Like telepathic and that kind of stuff." He nodded.

"They wanted me away from my cousin and thought they could beat it out of me…Well, they did manage to, but not in the way they had hoped. My almost non-existent abilities, at best, grew quickly. When I was in elementary school, my cousin had chased me behind some garbage bins, planning to beat me up. I had closed my eyes, but he never hit me, when I opened them again, I was on the roof."

"Teleportation? Are you just trying to cheer me up?" He smiled.

"A little, but I'm being serious. Aside from Bella, you're the only one that knows." She grinned at him. "You see it's not quite the same as what you are going through, but I know what it's like to be told you're not normal because there's something different about you that you have no say in."

The bell rang signaling the end of the day. After getting changed into her normal clothes Fen walked out to the parking lot. Bella was already at her truck waiting to meet up with her. There was a screeching sound. Mike Newton was barreling through the parking lot. A car swerved to miss him, but ended up losing control.

"BELLA MOVE!" She ran as fast as she could, but she wasn't going to make it in time. There was a flash next to her. Edward Cullen shielded her body with his own. The car stopped as it hit him, causing a large dent. The vampire moved and Fen discreetly twitched her hand. The spot was gone. The damage was done though, Bella was looking at him in awe. It was certainly an interesting last few days for her. First her friend was a witch, now the guy she liked was indestructible?

Fen took her time getting to him, it looked like he was trying to talk Bella out of what she'd just seen.

Weeks passed it was now winter.

Fen had been alone the past few weeks at lunch. Bella had finally figured out what Edward was and had since then been sitting with him. She always had Tyler, but he had other friends too, and so there were days when Fen found herself sitting alone at a lunch table nibbling on fruit, then going to sit outside despite what the weather was like. It seemed to her like the only time she ever got to spend with her friend was on the days that Edward was gone hunting.

She sighed as she stood up from the desk in her library and looked out the window. Her poor yard was still recovering from the two on two football game she'd had with the twins and Tyler. It seemed like he and George had really hit it off, but the twins had yet to be back and the boy hadn't said anything about it. She was starting to get lonely again. She looked back at an already half finished text book. Very lonely. Her ears twitched as she heard a knock on her door. She brushed her hair back out of her face and trekked the distance to the front door. Her senses hummed slightly taking in the slowly growing magical signature of whoever was at her home.

"Hullo?" It was the Native American boy. Jacob, was it? "What can I do for you?"

He shuffled his feet, a bit intimidated by her height. She had grown another two inches, putting her at 6'1". The boy had obviously grown a bit two in the weeks since she had last seen him. He was nearly eye to eye with her. He cleared his throat and forced himself to look at her. "Charlie and my dad went fishing, he said Bella was with a friend, but he didn't know which one, and told me to ask you."

Fen frowned and opened the door a little wider to allow him in. "A phone call would have been more sufficient. Bella isn't here though. She's been spending time with the Cullen's the last few weeks." She caught the boys grimace. "Yes, I thought the same at first. But Edward seems to truly care for her. One can't ask for much more than that." She led him into the kitchen and put on a pot of water for tea. He looked at her curiously. "Old habits die hard…I'm making tea. Would you like a cup?"

"No, it's alright. Could I have a glass of water though?" Fen opened the cabinet to her right and grabbed a light blue glass. "Thanks." He looked around for a moment. It was bare and quiet. There were no real personal effects around the house, that he could see from where he was standing anyhow. He filled the cup with water from the tap and drank slowly. Fen had just poured a mug full of tea and was blowing on it lightly. "Isn't that bitter?"

She looked at her cup like she had to think about it. "A little…You get used to it though." She raised an eyebrow as his hand reached over and took her cup. He took a sip and thrust the cup back into her hands, spitting the dark liquid into the sink. "How do you drink that!"

Fen laughed. "I grew up with it. Tea time isn't just a myth you know."

The boy shook his head and downed the glass of water quickly. He still had the unpleasant after taste, however, and decided to refill the glass. He looked around again. White, empty, walls stared back at him. An unnerving feeling settled in his stomach. Fen didn't seem like a terrible person when talking, but, she looked so frighteningly perfect. It was abnormal. He shook off the shiver that traveled down his spine. "Why is everything so…plain?" He asked.

Fen looked at him, surprised that he didn't just drink his water and run. Then again, what would he do, Bella was with the Cullen's doing something or another, and their dads were fishing. All that he would be able to do was watch TV or go for a walk—considering the size of the town anyhow. She sat her mug down. "I haven't had a lot of time to decorate or anything. If I'm not doing something business related I'm doing home work, or playing some kind of sport with Tyler."

"You run a business?" He was a little shocked that someone so young was doing any kind of business. He was young also though, so perhaps it was just shocking that she already had a life.

"I don't run it, I'm a partner. I leave the running to the twins. I advise with them and make sure they're ideas won't kill anyone."

"Oh…" They fell into an awkward silence. Jacob tried to think of something to say, but it seemed like nothing was coming to mind. There was a loud boom from outside. The sky had darkened since he had been invited in. It was just a lightening storm though, very little rain looked to be falling. He looked back at Fen who was looking out the window also and pouring the remainder of her tea in the sink and began to walk away. She waved for him to follow. Not all of the rooms were as bare as he thought, as he walked by them. But there were still very few pictures on the walls, and the ones that were, were just random paintings, or tapestries. One room he noticed, which had to be her bed room, was done up neatly, he saw a full size bed with green bedding and curtains, the room it's self was earth tones and hard wood floors. There was a Dresser, and something that looked like a giant cushion. But that was it.

Fen finally stopped moving and took a seat back at her desk. Jacob looked around and was surprised to see book shelves, wall to wall. He hadn't been expecting that. Or the amazingly plush red carpet beneath his shoes. There was a futon, folded into a couch, off to the side and a large flat screen television sitting on an oak table near the window. She tossed the remote to him and turned around. She might as well get a little work done.

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It's not a whole lot different from the first version. I just went through and fixed so grammar that was messed up and played with the dialogue in some places. Sorry it's taking me so long to get everything together. I'm really trying here. Life has just been crazy for the last year. I'll fix up the next two chapters and start getting new ones out soon.

Thanks to all my lovelies that have stuck by me even though I fell off the face of the planet and didn't update.