.A/N: This time it's not my fault! Blame my internet company! I had no access to the internet for 8 days! See? I'm innocent! So here's my apology. UPDATE! Lol Enjoy!

Recap:

And that was when it hit me. She was Isabella Swan, the girl who took business with me. Could she be? Isa… Isabella. It can't be a coincidence. I took a few steps towards her but Jasper stopped me.

"C'mon, man. We're gonna be late for class." He pulled my arm. When I looked back at her she was lost in the crowd.

I sighed and went with Jasper. In class then, I'd ask her and prove to myself that I wasn't insane.

Flash of silver

Do not deny

What I see

You can lie

But you can not conceal

What lies in your eyes

So obviously

What's wrong? Jasper's quick handwriting read. I sighed as I hid the paper under the book as the teacher passed me. When I was safe, I pulled it out and quickly wrote down an answer.

Bored. Well, we did have accounting, and it wasn't exactly the most exciting subject. That was an acceptable excuse. I passed him the paper easily, as he was sitting in the desk that was right beside me.

I could almost hear him roll his eyes as he wrote a fast reply.

You've been somewhere else throughout the lesson. Are you in love?

Ha ha very funny.

Seriously though, what is it?

I sighed again as I stared at the paper. I never kept secrets from Jasper. Besides being the great friend he is, he is also so annoyingly perspective. It's impossible to keep something from him. He'd notice right away. Problem is, if I tell him what I happened he'd think I'd gone mad. I bit the inside of my cheek as I thought, so what's new in that?

Later.

He gave me a small but firm nod. It meant that I don't have chances of getting away. I did not return the gesture. I just suddenly became too focused on the nonsense of what the teacher was saying.

"I mean it." I heard him whisper. I did not comment.

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"So you're telling me that you saw someone that looked exactly like Isabella Swan?" Jasper said slowly as I pretended to inspect my slice of pizza for anything out of the ordinary, which was pretty laughable because our cafeteria's food could pretty much put you in hospital for a week. Everyone knew that and everyone bought it.

"You could say so," I answered remotely not meeting his gaze. I did not want to say that the whole name thing makes me think that it's really her; too much of a coincidence to be logical.

"And that she saved you from a car accident?" he pressed.

"Yes."

"So the car went through you? How many of these pizzas did you eat in the last week?" My eyes snapped to him to find his eyes furrowed and looking at me in concern. He wasn't joking and that irritated me.

"I'm neither making this up nor imagining it. I told you what I saw and heard just like you asked. Don't push it," I warned.

Jazz kept his eyes on me as he picked up his chicken sandwich and took a mouthful. Neither of us talked as he silently chewed his bite. I let my eyes wander around the people packed cafeteria, refusing to meet his calculating gaze. The cafeteria was very normal. Tables and chairs were scattered everywhere with boys or girls talking, laughing, or just eating, nothing too interesting in it.

"So do you believe that it's Isabella Swan or someone like her?" he asked nonchalantly nut eyeing me speculatively.

I was about to answer when I saw her come in. The middle-length, brown haired, brown eyed girl. She looked around the room with her books hugged to her chest tightly, when she spotted an empty table she headed for it without hesitation.

Jazz noticed my distraction and turned around in his seat to see the object of my attention. I stared at her as she struggled to reach her seat as I debated. Should I go ask her? Or should I just walk in front of her and wait till she acknowledges me? What if she doesn't?

"Oh no. Edward. You're not thinking what I think you're thinking, are you?" Jasper said in a cautious voice.

I tapped my right foot, debate setteled.

"Edward! You were probably day dreaming, don't make a fool out of yourself!" he hissed urgently.

But as I remembered her silver grey eyes and the sense of warmth and tranquility that filled me in her presence I could not stop myself from making a rash decision. Who is she? I was going to find out. Now.

I stood up and drowned out Jazz's attempts to stop me. I decided to be casual with her. See what her reaction would be like that way.

"Edward!" I heard him hiss for the last time before it was too late.

"Hello." I said politely. She was hunched on the table, absorbed in writing an essay or something.

She looked up confused but smiled politely and said, "Um, hi? We take business together, right?" she wondered in confusion.

"Yes," I answered, nodding, staring into her eyes trying to see any spark of recognition in them but I only found it's absence.

"Uh, is there something I can help you with?" she asked after a long awkward silence.

"Well there is something that I would like to ask you. Will you answer?"

She looked a little taken aback and her brows furrowed. "I can not promise that till I know what exactly is your question."

Well that was fair. "I was just wondering if you knew who I am." Yes. That was the best I could come up with. What else did I have better to say? ''Why were you glowing this morning?''

"Excuse me?" she cried in surprise then her smile faded, "are you trying to be funny?" she asked firmly.

"No, no. I promise. I just…I saw someone who looked like you this morning…and just wanted to know if it really is you or not. That's all." I quickly explained myself.

I saw her eyes harden and her jaw clench. "Someone who looked like me?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, only that she had gray eyes." I saw her eyes widen and just before she composed herself again I saw them flash with the silvery gray I longed for then vanished. She then clenched her teeth and narrowed her eyes in sudden anger that I did not understand.

"Well it most certainly wasn't me. And if you think that I'm some girl that you can make a move on then you're very wrong. I'm not one of those." And she stood up and stormed outside the cafeteria quickly. I stared off behind her my mind brewing.

"What was that move of utter stupidity for?" Jasper's voice broke through my short trance.

"It's her." I whispered as I stared at the large empty door.

"What do you mean it's her? Edward, she just shouted at you."

"She's lying Jazz. I saw her eyes. It's her. I'm positive!" But why was she lying? Why save me this morning and lie to me this afternoon? I ran my hand through my hair as I looked at her empty chair….

"What's that?" I whispered as my eye caught something sparkly on the floor. I sat down on my knees to see it clearly but there was only the sparkle, nothing was there. How could air sparkle?

"What's what?" Jasper said as he leaned over to see what I was talking about. I narrowed my eyes to see more clearly but it was exactly that. There was a glittery sparkle but nothing to cause it. I reached my hand hesitantly to touch the strange sparkle and as my fingers came closer the sparkle intensified. Intensified to the extent that Jasper gasped. Just an inch away from it, something started to appear. Something blue. My fingers touched something cold and once touched the whole thing appeared. A necklace. A silver necklace and at the end of it was a sparkly, blue, oval-shaped, topaz stone.

"Whoa." Jasper whispered.

I picked it up slowly and examined it in awe. There was a thin line of diamonds that wrapped around the stone so elegantly which I noticed was the cause of the sparkle. (Picture in profile)

I touched the stone carefully as I whispered, "This isn't something you wear everyday to school."

"Think it's hers?" He asked in awe.

The necklace looked so…magical. Too magical. Only Isa would wear something as magical as herself.

"I know it is," I said positively as I lifted my eyes to meet Jasper's, "and if she doesn't want to admit that she's Isa then she'll admit when she looks for the necklace."

"Edward, why does it matter so much? Just give the girl the necklace back and forget it."

I never answered. Why? Because I didn't know why I was suddenly obsessed with the secret behind Isa and Isabella. Everything just proves that they are one. Her eyes, her odd reaction, the magical necklace and I say magical because there's no necklace in the world that stays invisible till you touch it. And Isa did stuff that was… unreal. It must be hers.

And if she didn't want me to find about her then why did she save me? Why did she even appear? Something was behind this and the more I thought about it the more I thirsted for the secret behind it. Until something proves me wrong, in my mind, Isa is Isabella and I will let her admit it.

"Oh shoot, we're late." Jasper said suddenly. I shoved the necklace carefully in my pocket and ran with Jasper out of the almost empty cafeteria. We had business next lesson and Mr. Armond was no peace-maker.

The hallways were empty indicating that we were going to be the last to enter the lesson. We passed rows and columns of lockers as we ran.

"We're done for," Jasper commented as he looked around.

I was about to comment but the only thing that came out of my mouth was a loud gasp as I suddenly fell on my knees.

"Edward?" He turned to look at me and gasped, "oh no Edward!"

I gripped my stomach as I felt it starting. I felt the sting, I felt the squeeze, I felt the pain… but most of all I felt… the burn. I gasped as the first wave of pain pumped through my body.

"Edward! Edward! Stay with me, Edward! Don't pass out…" his voice repeated urgently but I couldn't make out the words he was saying. I did not understand. The pain started crawling up slowly, pressing against my chest, burning my heart and boiling my blood.

"Ungh!" I strangled as I shook from the pain, squeezing my eyes closed and breathing hard, trying to either hold end to my last hold on reality or look for the precious unconsciousness. My wish was granted soon as I felt my body go colder and the pain intensifying till I reached the peak of my pain… then I was numb, lost in the serenity of the precious darkness.

A/N: Sooooooooooooooo what's wrong with Edward??? The Necklace? Bella? Isa? Isabella? Mai? Lol. Well, the story starts from next chappy so don't worry, you're not supposed to understand anything now. I know this chappy is short but I had to stop here. :) Btw, if you open the prologue again you'll find the full summary of the story. If you're curious, have a look. Cya next chappy! THANK YOU MEGAN

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