Chapter Three: The Topaz Sun.

For several minutes that seemed like hours, I stared at the gorgeous, mysterious amulet I had found next to my bed that I had been dreaming about.

My dreams are turning into reality.

Those six, wise but terrifying words stuck in the centre of my head.

My first natural emotion was fear, but it was quickly evacuated out of my body and replaced with…

Confidentiality.

This seems strange, because most people would still be flabbergasted and would've gone and told someone.

But for some reason, I felt like I must hide this, like I hid Edward's secret…

And by my own natural instinct, I decided I needed to wear the amulet. Why?

Because I suddenly remembered a part of my dream last night…

FLASHBACK.

I'm a figure that's walking in an old but vastly luxurious castle.

I don't think I'm Bella Swan in this dream, I think I'm playing Apolla, one of the princesses I had been writing about before bed.

I can't check to see, if I'm Apolla, if I have her beautiful brown eyes and milky brown waves which sound like they'd put mine to dishonour, because I'm playing her, I can only see how she looks like if there is a mirror.

I'm now making Apolla walk towards a door with such grace; it would honestly put Alice to shame.

I look down to see that Apolla is dressed in a glamorous navy blue gown.

I touch her hair to feel a spiky crown on top of her locks that I caught sight of while I was looking for her crown. They were truly soft and sweet.

And then, I peered down at her neck to see a purple crescent moon necklace around it…

"Apolla!" I heard a posh British voice and I turned elegantly, playing the part of the fictional character.

I turned to find a good looking, red headed boy in a velvet green cloak walking towards me.

"Yes, Dean?" I reply, but I hadn't intended on saying the words. It's like I'm only here to make princess Apolla walk.

Dean smiled at me, but it was a grin of respect, he obviously was a servant.

"Now, what have I told you about addressing me as Apolla?" Apolla demanded, and I shaked a finger of hers at Dean for effect.

Dean flushed with embarrassment and bowed. "I'm sorry, Bella."

Shock radiated through my body as I began watching the scene from a bird's eye angle.

I finally saw Apolla clearly for the first time.

And Apolla was…ME.

END OF FLASHBACK.

I know most people, especially after this dream, would be very scared, but I wasn't at all.

I was just…dazed.

I instantaneously felt stupid and rueful for forgetting this part of the dream. It had been the only remotely shocking part, the rest of my dream was just about me looking at the moon necklace, and there had been no real emotion. I was just staring.

In that scene of my dream, though mostly my only feeling had been shock as to I had been Apolla; I remember the necklace identifying me. I was supposed to wear it.

This was important, but right now I had an even bigger issue on my mind, due to my dream.

Was I princess?

I knew I'd never get the answer to that from common knowledge, so I dug it to the back of my head and let myself just forget it for now, I was in no need for the strain.

Now back to the necklace…

With a determined deep breath, I slowly moved my stick white fingers toward the necklace and slipped it out of the posh, ashen box. The chain was soft in my hands, obviously very expensive silver.

At a snail's pace, I moved my fingers toward the crescent moon charm, and traced it. It was smooth and cold, like Edward's skin.

Touching the beautiful locket sent shivers down my spine, as if snakes were slithering on my back, except it felt good in a peculiar way. Like the snakes were tame…?

I finally unlocked the clasp of the locket, after moments of ogling, and put the necklace around my neck. I then made my way to the closet for clothes to wear for today.

On the way, I caught a glimpse of myself through my dressing table mirror.

I gasped and looked back at my reflection.

I wasn't myself.

It's complicated to explain, I still looked like myself, with my limp, brown wavy hair and chocolate brown eyes and pale complexion, nothing in sight had changed…

But when I looked in the mirror, I felt like…I wasn't Bella Swan, small town girl of Forks.

I felt like Apolla, princess of Coventry again…

I shook my head in disbelief and walked to my closet.

This necklace had a big meaning behind it, but I couldn't understand just what.

In this puzzle, I was missing a piece, and I would track it down till I discovered it.

XXX

"Bella, Edward's here." I heard Charlie's gruff voice call.

It was two o'clock now, and like Edward had promised, he was here.

I remembered I had to act like all was hunky dory, so I reminded myself that I couldn't think about Coventry.

I bounded out of my room, down the stairs to find my gorgeous fiancée standing in the hallway, looking up at me, with his dazzling crooked smile lighting up his ivory coloured face.

I knew it seemed totally imprudent with everything that was happening to me, but suddenly I didn't need to worry about keeping my secretive thoughts private, because all I could think about was how beautiful Edward looked in dark jeans and a white polo shirt.

I smiled back at him lovingly and pecked his ice-cold lips.

He looked down at my necklace curiously. "New Jewellery?"

"Mm." I replied vaguely, hoping I hadn't given anything away.

Charlie saved me, by walking into the hallway.

"So, where are we going?" I chirped enthusiastically, interlocking our fingers.

After a quick good bye to Charlie, he finally answered my question as he opened the wooden front door for me.

"I thought we could go to Port Angeles and see a movie, if you'd like, or-"

I cut him off. "Sounds good." I smiled.

He put his arm around me protectively and nodded as he leaded me to his shiny Volvo.

XXX

"I'll go get tickets, love, you stay right here." Edward ordered, his voice full of over-the-top authority.

I gave my brown eyes a roll but nodded. "Yes, God forbid I talk to some boy."

Edward only laughed, amused, but I'm sure it had come up in his head.

I looked down at the ugly brown carpet of the cinema, my eyes tracing the stitches on it.

"Bella!" I heard someone call. The voice was familiar, but I couldn't make out who it was.

I looked up to see the answer. Mike Newton was running towards me with a massive grin on his face.

"Hey Mike." I answered casually.

It had been ages since I'd seen the bubbly, blonde boy-next-door because high school was over, but it was a pleasure to see him, I guess.

After he finally regained his breath, since he had run over to see me, he looked puzzled.

"Uh, is everything ok?" I asked, suddenly self conscious at his behaviour.

"Nothing, it's just I thought you dyed your hair more brown."

"What?" I asked, confused.

"Well, yesterday, I was walking around La Push and I saw someone running around, it looked like you, in fact practically identical to you…except her hair was darker, like…coffee coloured."

Coffee Coloured?!

Didn't I have a dream two nights ago about a girl that sounded similar to Mike's description?

Yes, I did! She had been saving me from something evil in my dream!

While I was immersed in these strange thoughts, Mike's eyes travelled down to my neck.

His eyes widened.

"What's wrong, Mike?" My voice broke, due to my strange encounter with him.

I was also extremely nervous when I looked at his stunned expression. What had he seen now?

"Bella, she was wearing a similar necklace too."

I almost fainted. "She was wearing this necklace?" I asked, my voice hoarse.

He nodded slowly, his eyes moving back up to my shocked face. He looked a little more stunned when he took in my horrifying shocked expression.

Normal people would have shrugged it off if someone said they saw someone who looked like them, but in my position, there was no possible way for me to shrug it off, unfortunately Mike did not know why, and now he knew something was up.

Let's hope he doesn't gossip like Jessica did in high school.

Mike cleared his throat and then elaborated more on this mysterious girl's necklace. "It had the same silver chain, but instead of a moon, she had a sun made out of what looks like topaz."

A Topaz Sun.

The opposite of a crescent moon. The EXACT opposite.

They were supposedly matching necklaces.

"Oh." I squeaked.

I coughed, trying to make my voice more normal sounding, and then spoke again. "I'm sure it's nothing," I said with a nonchalant shrug, but my astounded eyes must have given away my act.

I quickly walked away, so he wouldn't get even more suspicious.

XXX

xGeena

(Please review, though this wasn't the best chapter.)