Hey everyone! So i'm not usually one for authors notes but I do need to apologize for how long it has taken me to post this. Ill admit I've had it ready for a while and I don't really have any excuses. So i'm sorry and hope to get the next one up later this week!

Hope you enjoy it!

My first week of school was mostly uneventful. The teachers didn't make a seen when I handed in the assents before the other students, only raising an occasional eyebrow or shooting me a questioning look. The students who had taken me into their group Monday mostly all seemed to be honestly trying to be friends. All except Loren who acted as if I had stolen her favorite Barbie.

It was Friday now and school was nearly over. My dad would be here soon for the meeting the school had insisted upon when he had been enrolling me. Because my classes were all advanced and I was in my second last year of school they had wanted to make sure I was settling in apparently. I always dreaded these types of meetings.

My mum had been through a lot of them. Usually the staff would start by telling her how well I was doing in my studies and how smart I was, then they would try to gently break the news to her. I just wasn't connecting with my peers. I was isolating myself socially and wouldn't develop well without contact with others my age. Usually I'd have one or two at the start of the year before they realized there was nothing anyone could do about that. My mum had tried everything from enrolling me in after school activities to inviting people over for play dates and parties. Teachers tried too. They would pair me with others in group assignments and install buddy systems in class rooms. Even I tried, I really did. But in the end nothing worked. I just didn't fit.

"Mr. Swan, it's nice to meet you. I'm George Greene principal of Forks high. Let me just say its an honor to have Bella here with us." Mr. Greene introduced himself.

"Nice to meet you Mr. Greene." Charlie replied politely. Clearly wanting to get this over with.

Once all the teachers were introduced and everyone was seated Mr. Mason took over speaking for the others.

"Bella is an incredibly bright young woman." He started. "She has already gone above and beyond all her peers in this short week. I think we all agree she could easily transition into her senior year without difficulty." There it was the complements. Mr. Varner then stood up.

"However, we have noticed that Bella seems to lack interaction with her classmates." There it was. "She has a small group of friends, but they seem to be the ones putting in all the effort. She hardly ever speaks unless someone asks her a direct question and she never makes eye contact with anyone. If we didn't know better we would almost believe she were raised in the eighteen hundreds" At this Charlie snorted loudly and looked annoyed.

"So, your criticizing my daughter for being too polite then?" He asked sarcastically. I suddenly felt intensely grateful to him. Renee had never before stood up for me like this. Usually she would just apologize or explain that she would try harder. Usually I left feeling as if I had disappointed her and made things harder for her. Now Charlie was supporting me.

"Well its just not normal behavior for a girl her age." Mr. Varner tried to defend himself.

"So you'd rather she start dating multiple boys at once, start slacking on her school work and maybe start doing drugs or get an eating disorder?" Dad questioned sarcastically.

"Well of course not." Mr. Greene said trying to keep the peace.

"Then I don't see the problem here. Unless there was something else worth actual concern, I think Bella and I should be heading home for tea." He said using his no nonsense cop voice. All the others agreed to call it an evening and said fair wells, bidding me a good weekend. Mr. Varner didn't look all that happy.

When we got home I went directly to the kitchen with dad following and taking a beer from the fridge. Before he had the chance to leave the room I called out to him.

"I'm sorry dad. I'm trying. I really am." I said.

"Bells there's nothing to apologize for. Some people just don't make friends easily and that's nothing to be made to feel bad about. As long as you're not trying to push people away it shouldn't be anyone's business." He told me firmly. I had never given him much credit as a father before. But I was beginning to realize that maybe I should have. I couldn't help but to pull him in for a hug before turning back to the cooking.

~V~

Damn it! I had just sliced my finger open while cutting the chicken I was cooking. I quickly wrapped my finger in a tea towel and went to get Charlie. I'd had enough experience with accidents to know I'd probably need stitches for this. Perfect another scar to the tally. Though I was kinda surprised to have made it three whole weeks in forks before having to go to the ER.

Clearly dad was worried and tried to get me there as fast as he could. When we got there, he signed all the paper work while the nurse looked at the wound. Being the small town that it was there weren't many others waiting so I went straight through. The doctor came in just as I was sitting on the bed. Dr. Cullen. It was almost surreal seeing him in person again. I hadn't had another vision since the incident at the restaurant.

As he started cleaning my wound a headache came on strong and I couldn't help but let out a groan. I'd been doing so well without them. Suddenly the world around me started to change form.

We were back in the small hospital room were my last vision had ended. Carlisle Cullen finished checking my head for breaks then counted my breath. Then asked the doctor if there was anything else he should look for. He quickly told Carlisle to see if my head was hot or cold then to feel a certain spot on my throat. Once that was all deemed normal the doctor decided that it was either exhaustion or hysteria. Both of which would go away in time.

Carlisle suggested that perhaps a walk around the small town would calm me down and offered to escort me like a true gentleman. With the doctor's agreement we did just that. Most of our walk was spent in a comfortable silence. He never once pried for answers or asked about my past. When we did speak it was about nothing of importance but we both were able to keep the conversation going. When I confided in him that I had no possessions with me and nowhere to stay he simply smiled and changed direction. He soon led me to an old looking house that had no one living there.

"It is owned by the church. But no one has lived here in a few years. Your welcome to stay as long as my father doesn't find out. He would have you become the new cleaner to pay for your lodging." He said with a gentle smile.

I had never felt so comfortable around anyone but Brantley.

As I came back to my current surroundings. I noticed both my dad and Carlisle looking at me with concern.

"Is everything alright Bella?' Carlisle asked me. I tried playing it of as dizziness, but I don't think he believed me. I was surprised to find he had already finished the stitches. After he deemed my finger would be ok he asked dad if he could have a few moments with me alone to fill out my medical history and perhaps run a few tests as it was my first time at Forks general hospital.

When we were alone he asked me a few questions and promptly filled out his forms. Once he was finished he placed his papers to the side and sat on a stool in front of me.

"Bella what was that?" He asked calm but firmly. And just like that I told him everything that had been happening to me, without going into too much detail about the memories. The whole time wondering what the hell I was doing. Surely he would think I was crazy when I was done.

When I finally finished telling my story he stood silently looking at me. He looked confused, almost like he was trying to figure out a difficult math's problem.

"I know it sounds crazy and I wouldn't believe me ether if I were you. But there so real." I wasn't sure if I was trying to convince him or plead with him.

"I believe you." He said gently. "I think your dad will start getting worried if we take too much longer in here, but I would like to discuss this some more with you if you're willing." he told me while walking me to the door.

"Um yeah sure." I stated, completely confused as he smiled in response before walking off to his office.