Sorry guys. I didn't know it would take this long to write a chapter. Anyways, school was busy and since it is chrismas break, I have more time on my hands. Enjoy!

Chapter 3

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.

Bella's POV

It has been four months since I moved here and keeping a secret from a vampire, three half vampire's, and a human that knew about vampire's, was extremely hard. Aaron and I had become friends, in a way. He still treated me like I was invisible at school, but at home was a different story. We would chat in the free time that was available. Yet, even though I was being secretive about my past, Aaron did not seem to mind. I felt that he was getting suspicious of me.

Camille also bothered me about my diet. She would pester me about eating too little. I would tell her that I was full and that if I ate too much, I would get sick. That was partially true, since I could eat only a little before my body would react and I would puke.

And as for my usual diet, I tried to avoid it as much as possible. I hunted once every month on small animals that were around the area. Camille did not bother me too much about my absence. She would ask where I was headed. Usually I would tell her that I needed some fresh air, or that I was going to the bookstore.

On this particular day, I was feeling depressed. I had come home early from school saying that I wasn't feeling too well. The school was hosting a blood drive and at the same time, my biology class was doing blood typing. It reminded me so much of the day in Fork's where Edward had skipped class and I got sick because of the blood.

A knock sounded on my door. "Come in," I called.

Aaron emerged from the other side of the door. "Hey Bella, skipping school too I see."

"Yes, well I wasn't particularly fond of pricking myself just to find out my blood type when I already know what it is. The last time I tried to take the test, I ended up in the nurse's office, extremely green. What's your excuse Mr. Alress?" I teased.

Of course, I already knew the reason why he ditched and why his parents weren't forcing him to stay at the school.

He chuckled, putting on a grin, "I have hemophobia."

I looked at him completely bewildered. I scoffed, "fear of blood? Are you serious?"

He frowned changing the subject. "You look worried. I can see it in your eyes. What's bothering you?"

"Nothing important," I replied easily. It wasn't exactly true, but it was not anything that he should be worried about. "I have my moments."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course."

"Alright then. Since you're not doing anything in particular, why don't you come downtown with me? Emma and Andrew have a sleepover to go to and mother and father are gone for the weekend."

"Um…sure," I replied hesitant. "Where are we going to go?"

"Hmm. I was thinking maybe we could go see the CN tower and have an early dinner at the restaurant there, then maybe to a movie afterwards?"

"Actually, that sounds entertaining right about now," I smiled and he beamed back.

"I'll let you get ready." He left and shut the door silently behind him.

Was this a date? I thought as soon as I got my mind straightened out.

I ran at human speed to the bathroom to wash my face, apply some light lip-gloss to my lips, and brush my hair. My outfit consisted of a navy blue t-shirt with Aeropostale printed across the front and a denim mini skirt (thanks to Kate for redoing my wardrobe). I slipped on a pair of black flats and grabbed a thin jacket out of my closet. It was the end of summer, and even though it was still warm during the day, the nights were chilly.

In a matter of minutes, Aaron called down to me to see if I was ready. "Just a minute," I choked out hurriedly.

I got into his old, second hand car that he rarely used because his parents didn't want him to waste money on gas just to go to school. I could have offered to use my car, but I wasn't too fond of letting him drive it.

As he was driving, he kept on glancing at me. I didn't think I was supposed to notice though.

"So Bella," he began, but hesitated. "Are you fond of heights?"

I could tell that was not what Aaron wanted to say. I knew him well, even though it has only been four months.

"I'm not afraid of heights if that's what you're asking," I replied casually.

"The CN tower is probably the highest you will ever be in your life. It's somewhat exhilarating. You can see the whole of downtown from the top." Aaron said.

Aaron was really something. He always acted cool around his friends, but at home or when he was with me, he completely let the façade drop.

We parked at paid parking lot. It was a sunny day and Downtown Toronto was nothing I have ever seen before. I was the complete opposite of Forks, and it gave off a different vibe than in Phoenix. Aaron led me to through the crowd of people towards the CN tower, which was not that hard to find since it was the largest building.

We stopped in front of the door. "Here we are," he said. "Let's get tickets."

I nodded. Aaron went to line up for tickets while I went to browse in the gift shop. I thought that I should get something for Kate and the rest of my family. I bought a bunch of assorted key chains for my family. Although I wouldn't send it to them since it reveals my location, I would keep it till I do decide to go back.

"Hey Bella! I got the tickets," Aaron yelled not too loudly across the room.

I nodded towards and started towards the elevator where he was waiting for me.

I was getting impatient. The elevator took so long to reach the top. As it got higher, I heard the people behind me gasp. The air pressure must have been killing their ears.

Once we reached the top, I saw the most startling view. You could see the whole city from where I stood. (Sorry, I haven't actually been up the tower even though I can see it from my school. My parents brought me there when I was little but I got scared and wouldn't go up.)

"Isn't it awesome?" Aaron said.

I just nodded. We walked over to the railing. Aaron leaned up against it and kept his mouth shut. I however, took in ever thing there is to see up in this big building.

We were standing there for hours. "Hey Bella, do you want to go get some dinner? It's getting late."

"Sure."

Aaron led me to a large restaurant. I felt underdressed. The tables were covered with pure white table cloths, with candles in the middle. The waiters dressed in a suit and tie uniform and carried themselves almost as graceful as vampire's.

Aaron gave me a nudge. I had stopped right in the middle of the doorway, my mouth halfway open.

"Come on Bella," he urged, chuckling.

"But…b-but I feel so underdressed."

"No your not. Many people come here from touring downtown. You look just fine."

I shrugged and waited for a waiter to seat us.

"How may I help you?" A girl, not much older than Aaron asked.

"A table for two please."

"Right this way."

She placed the menus on the table and said, "I will be back to take your order shortly."

I picked up the menu and opened it. "How come this menu is in French?" I asked.

"Tu ne lis pas Francais?" Aaron questioned. (You cannot read French?)

"Non, je lis Francais très bon." (No, I read French very well)

"Oh, tu lis le menu de l'arrière." He pointed out. (Oh, you are reading the menu backwards)

I didn't bother to turn the menu around. I was fluent in French. I just wondered if there was any English.

The waiter came back. She was staring at Aaron the whole time. I cleared my throat.

"Je commande le ravioli avec les champignons, s'il vous plait."

"Excuse me?"

"Je commande le ravioli avec les champignons, s'il vous plait."

"Sorry, I don't speak French."

She turned to Aaron for translation.

"Desolèe, je seulement parle francais." Aaron choked out, trying to retain a smile from plastering his face. (sorry, I only speak French)

"Pourquoi avez-vous travailler dans cet endroit si vous ne parlez pas francais?" I added. (why do you work in this place if you cannot speak french?)

She stammered, "Hold on, let me get someone who can understand you."

Once she was out of earshot, Aaron started to laugh. I stuck my tongue out at him. "Sorry, she pissed me off ignoring me like that."

"It's no problem. I wasn't too fond of her myself."

Another waiter was sent, interrupting our conversation. He had a confused look on his face. We had ordered in English just to make things worst for the female waiter.

After dinner, Aaron drove us home. I couldn't help but feel something wasn't right.

Ok, I know my french is not perfect. I have knowledge up to the end of grade 11 french and I can barely speak it fluently. Translators are probably even worse with french, so plz bare with me.

Anyways, I think that is all.

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Tootles,
Kyashii