Hiya, friends! I am SO sorry that I haven't been able to update this week. In my defense, school was rough. I gave this chapter a little extra spice, but I know it doesn't make it better *Alice pouts* please forgive the small child striving for an excellent education. I think I am only going to be able to update on weekends from now on. If you don't like it, tough. This author's note is taking a really long time because whenever I move my fingers to type, I see my shadow out of my peripheral vision and legitimately get a little bit scared! I hope you enjoy this chapter and thank you for all the reviews!

This chapter goes out, once again, to Spunkie, my very best book crazy friend. It also is dedicated to the people of Michigan and the cute puppies of the world for completely random reasons.

I own Lacey, Bracey, and my purple penguin pajama pants. Unfortunately, Stephanie Meyer got dibs on Twilight.

~*!Millie!*~

APOV

Do you know how hard it is to makeover an unwilling victim, uh, I mean, Bella? Well true, it is a bit easier when you are a vampire and your subject is acting like she overdosed on sleeping pills.

"Bella, stay with me now, okay?" I asked in a soft tone while I dabbed concealer on the bruised spot on her face that looked remarkably like my pinky finger. She mumbled something unintelligible, letting her head fall back against the chair. I sighed and moved on to her blush. I picked up the perfect tone for her, Lavender Ice (A/N- which by the way is pink and not lavender). I smiled. This would complete the perfect Kristen Stewart look I had been going for. I smoothed it over her pale cheeks and turned to the counter to put it down. When I turned back around, I noticed that her cheeks were a faint shade of green. Confused, I picked up the blush again to make sure that I hadn't accidentally applied that atrocious green color that was rapidly spreading over her face. Wait a minute… blush doesn't spread… In one horrible second I realized she was going to throw up and if it was on me, I would never forgive her.

"EWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!" I screamed, picking her up and throwing her into the toilet part of the bathroom, twenty feet away.

Needless to say, she did throw up. She just did it in an ambulance.

BPOV

That afternoon, as I drifted in and out of consciousness, I kept hearing an annoying swirl of voices. I could never respond, I could only listen.

Edward: "Alice, it is entirely unacceptable to throw a human through a wall, just because you think they are going to vomit on you."

Alice: "Hey Bella? If you can hear me, I'm really sorry. I have an irrational fear of vomit. Well, maybe not so irrational…"

Edward: "Sweetheart, if it makes you feel any better, both Mike and Jessica checked into the hospital this morning."

When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was that I wasn't alone. A young girl, who appeared to be around thirteen, was drinking a coke on the bed next to mine. She had blonde hair that fell just below her shoulders, brown eyes, and a forlorn ( Yea, I put that word in there for you, Spunk.) expression. There didn't appear to be anything wrong with her except that she had a band-aid on her big toe. She didn't have a single IV tube or cast. I shifted and her eyes locked onto mine.

"Oh, you're up! Finally! Hi, I'm Bracey." She smiled.

"I'm Bella," I said fighting back a smile at her sweet expression. "What's wrong with you?" Her happy-go-lucky expression dropped.

"I have a rare form of toe cancer," she said sadly, "it doesn't spread but I'm going to be in here until the doctors find a way to treat it."

"That's terrible!" I said, "I was thrown through the wall by a fashion-obsessed vampire." I blurted out before I could think about what I was saying. I slapped a hand over my mouth and turned to face her. She just shrugged.

"Happens to me all the time," she said through a mouth full of coke.

"Really?" I asked , eyeing her dubiously.

"Oh, yea, my best friend is a vampire and she has temper issues."

I smiled, "So I guess you know the Greek god and the pixie that were in here earlier are both vampires."

"Yep! I was pretty intrigued when I saw their eye color, but not as much as they were when I told them about Lacey. Her eyes range from pastel blue, to turquoise, to navy blue, all the way to an almost black shade of blue."

"How? What does she eat?" I asked incredulously. I had never heard of anything like this before.

"Well she mainly eats deer, mountain lions, and bears, but on her vacation to Africa this summer she killed a cheetah and now she won't shut up about how much better they are. She doesn't drink human blood if that's what you're asking. Her eye color comes from her power." She said proudly.

"Which is…" I inquired.

"Manipulation." She stated very matter-of-factly. "She can make you do anything she wants you to. But unlike mind-control, you actually feel like you want to do it. This power wouldn't usually be as dangerous as it is, but, she's very, um, temperamental. Her power comes completely from her eyes, though, you won't feel it's affects if you've never looked into them, which is hard, because they're like a million times more beautiful than a regular vampire."

"Wow," I breathed, "can I meet her sometime?" I asked hopefully.

"Of course!" she grinned, "Lacey is coming to see me later this afternoon, and I'd be happy to introduce you!"

Suddenly, a loud clatter from the next room interrupted out conversation.

"Bella!" Edward said running into the room at vampire speed. Bracey didn't even bat an eye. Edward scooped me up into his arms and kissed my head. Carlisle walked into the room carrying a binder.

"Bella, I'm terribly sorry to inform you, but, we have just received your bloodwork back from the lab and discovered some less disturbing news. You…" Carlisle's voice trailed off and his professional expression was replaced by one of pain.

Edward broke the silence with a yell, "YOU HAVE SWINE FLU!"

Dun, dun, DUNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!! Thanks for reading! This is my longest chapter yet, and I really hope you enjoyed it! I am planning on introducing Lacey next chapter and by the way, the whole Lacey and Bracey rhyming thing is merely a coincidence. Let me know if you have any ideas for the story, if you would like me to base a character off you or a friend (if so, include their name and a couple of characteristics), if you would like to give a shout out to someone, or you want me to promote a story.

PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Have a Twi-tastic weekend!!!!!!

~*!Camilla!*~

P.S.- Lacey is my first name and her character in this story just happens to have my name. She is only loosely based off of me. The same goes for Bracey and my friend Spunkransom96 (who rocks me like a hurricane, I'm just sayin').