A week had past since, my first day at Forks High. I avoided the librarian and the Cullens like the plague. Biology got better, mainly because Edward Cullen wasn't there. I was surprised that I was actually happy in Forks. I felt normal.

I made my way down the stairs; I had some time to spare before school, so I decided to browse through the newspaper. Most of it didn't hold my interest, except for one article. It was about a series of murders in cities surrounding. Forks. I tried not to think about it to much. I mean it's life people go missing, it doesn't necessarily mean vampires.

I pushed it out of my head, and gathered my stuff for school. I contemplated ditching, but I figured its my second week, and ditching so soon might not be the best idea.

I pulled into an empty parking space, and quickly made my way to were Jessica and her friends were sitting. I knew most of the people she hung out with but we weren't really close. The only one in the group that I was remotely close to was Angela. Speaking of Angela, she's usually here before me.

"Hey Jess, how was your weekend?" I asked when I got next to her.

"Fine." she mumbled.

"Is something wrong?" I asked, Jessica's non-perkiness was starting to freak me out.

"It's nothing really, I just couldn't get in touch with Angela all weekend, and now she's not here. It's just weird." she said.

"She's probably just sick or something." I said trying to comfort her.

"Ya, she probably is. I don't know why I'm getting so worked up over it." she said. Before I could say anything else the bell for first period rang. I felt as if someone was staring at me as I walked to my first period class, and when I turned around my eyes were met by the golden eyes of Edward Cullen.

I guess he's back. Damn.

I don't know why I got butterflys in the put of my stomach when I saw him, I mean its not like were friends. He is just a guy; a guy who seems to hate me.

The school day passed by quickly. The whole day I had this weird feeling, you know the feeling you get when you just know that something bad is going to happen. I tried to ignore it, but every time I got my mind off it, it would come back to just as quickly.

I was just starting dinner, when the phone rang.

"Bella." Jessica sobbed on the phone.

"Jess, what's wrong?" I asked.

"Angela's parents called me to see if I knew were she was. She never came home." she said.

"What? But.."

"Angela isn't the type of person who runs away." Jessica said "I've known her since we were little she wouldn't do that."

"I don't think she ran away." I said more to myself than Jessica.

"Then what do you think happened to her?" she asked.

"I don't know. Hey Jess I'm going to have to call you back." I said, hanging up before she could object. I glanced at the clock, it read four thirty, but for some reason I had a feeling that he was still going to be there.

I wrote a quick note for Charlie and was once again on my way to school. I quickly jumped out of my truck and ran to the library. I knew that Angela didn't run away, and I had a feeling the person responsible for this wasn't human. Call it slayer intuition or something, but I just knew that I was right about this.

"Hey I … What are you doing?" I asked. Mr. Giles was sitting at one of the tables surrounded by books. Now normally that wouldn't be a surprise, but if you looked closely, you could tell that he wasn't reading normal library books.

"Researching."

I picked up today's newspaper and saw that he had circled the article about the murders with a red marker.

"You don't think that a human is responsible for this?" I asked gesturing to the paper.

"No, It's quite obvious that it's a vampires doing." he said not looking up from his books.

"Wait, how do you get that I read part of the article this morning and didn't automatically assume the it was vampires." I said

"Did you read the end of it?" he asked.

"No."

"Read it."

I quickly skimmed through the last half of it, freezing at one sentence.

Bodies were found drained of all blood…

"Shitt." I said. "This wasn't supposed to happen. Forks was supposed to be normal."

"Well if it makes you feel any better, the murders aren't happening in Forks. Their just happening around Forks." Giles said, finally looking up from his books.

"You're not helping." I muttered. "Do you need any help?" I asked.

"I thought that you didn't care?" He asked.

"I didn't, not until they made it personal."