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Chapter 4

The rest of that week was spent with my old friends, but no matter how much time I spent with them, the memories wouldn't come back. Charlie still wouldn't tell me, not until the doctor would say it was okay for him to tell me. If that happened, it meant I'd be a lost cause. I probably was, I mean, after a week of spending time at my old high school, with my old friends, I still didn't remember a thing. The only thing that seemed slightly familiar to me was Alice's voice.

Speaking of Alice, we didn't get to talk much the rest of the week. The other Cullens kept giving me this weird look, though. As if they were expecting something from me, but how the hell was I supposed to know what that look of theirs meant? I felt weirder every day.

Jessica had grown impatient with me and had once accused me of faking the whole situation. When she'd said that a single tear had run down my cheek and she had taken off. Mike and Angela had tried to comfort me, as they were the only ones present at the time. After that happened I had noticed Edward giving Jessica angry looks. She seemed oblivious to it, though.

Every day in Biology Edward would be rude to me, he wouldn't even speak. In fact, he hadn't even re-introduced himself. He'd work with me on lab assignments as I was his lab partner and there was no way for him to do the labs alone. But the conversations I tried to start never got me anywhere. After 4 days I had stopped trying. I figured Edward was just a loner, or an asshole, whichever suited him best I wasn't sure of.

The weekend had been boring, it was spent doing homework. Mike and the others had invited me over to this beach, La Push, but I didn't feel like going. Despite them being nice to me, I didn't feel like I belonged anymore. I felt like a stranger and I felt like they didn't know how to handle the situation. But then again, maybe it was just me not knowing how to handle it.

They sometimes spoke of things that had happened in the past, and I had no idea what it all was about, because nothing sounded familiar to me. Eric had told me how I had enjoyed my last visit to La Push but that too was a lost cause.

The next Monday was just as awkward as the past week. Jessica still wouldn't talk to me and I also refused to go and talk to her. She hadn't seemed that nice anyway and I wasn't going to waste my time on someone like that.

"Oh come on, Bells. You should just give Jessica the chance to apologize," Mike had been trying to get me to talk to her. But she was obviously avoiding me, the only time we'd be together was during lunch. She wasn't planning on sitting anywhere else and neither was I. But she never addressed me when she spoke, and so I never addressed her either.

"If she wants to apologize she can come to me. I don't care, Mike. I think I'm perfectly fine without her." Maybe I sounded bitchy, but at that moment I couldn't have cared any less. Jessica honestly was the least of my problems.

As we walked into the cafeteria and went to sit down Mike was still trying to convince me. But I had long since stopped listening. Somehow I just couldn't bring myself to listen to what he was trying to convince me of. Instead I was watching another table. The Cullen table.

I couldn't deny that I had been somewhat intrigued by them. Especially Alice. She was so beautiful and she seemed so familiar. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't think of any memories. Whenever I focused on her, and tried to remember, my mind came up with nothing. Absolutely nothing. It was very annoying.

Then her eyes caught mine and I started blushing. I quickly looked away and tried to focus on what the kids at my table were talking about. But I couldn't bring myself to care, my mind was elsewhere. It was mulling things over, Alice, mostly. How come she was so familiar to me? These kinds of questions kept going through my mind but I didn't know the answer to them.

When the bell rang I got out of the room as quickly as possible, I went to my locker to get some stuff for my next class and as I turned around to get to class I bumped into someone. Someone small, hard and cold. Alice. Her cold hand grabbed my arm as she tried to steady me. Once again she had somewhat saved my life. And then… There it was. Recognition. The cold. The cold of her skin, I remembered it. I remembered them all being so cold. I had no idea why, though. And no real memories came to mind, but their coldness was one. Or… well, at least it was something.

"I remember," I whispered. Surprised, flabbergasted. Alice's eyes seemed to light up and I looked her in the eyes.

"What do you remember?" she asked. Her voice was so beautiful, it was soothing.

"The cold," my voice failed me and I kept whispering. She seemed to have no troubles hearing me, though, so I supposed whispering was okay. I leaned against my locker, still somewhat amazed by actually remembering anything.

"What about it, Bella?" I loved the way she spoke my name. It sounded good, like my name was meant to be spoken by her. Her angelic voice made me actually like my name.

"I… I don't know. You are all so cold," she narrowed her eyes a little and then looked down. I followed her movements as I started staring at my shoes now. I suddenly felt a little embarrassed, rude even. Alice didn't seem to know what to tell me.

"Yeah. Well, this is a start, Bella. Is there anything else that you remember?" She looked up again and her hand found mine, she squeezed it gently, trying to encourage me. I hated to disappoint her, but I couldn't lie.

"No. Nothing," she must've seen the sadness in my eyes for she quickly pulled me into a hug. I felt right at home, comfortable. I hadn't felt comfortable since the afternoon we spent in that meadow. There was something about Alice, something that made me feel like we were meant to be friends.

"Don't be sad, this is a start, it will be alright. I have a feeling that soon you'll start to remember other things," she smiled at me and then let go of my hand. "I have to go to class now, as do you," she winked at me and then danced off the opposite direction of where I was headed.

As strange as it might have sounded, her words did comfort me, somewhat.

A weird feeling came over me as I saw her turn the corner, I wanted her to have stayed with me. I felt like I could be myself when she was around, even though we hadn't spent much time together. It was like… like I was complete with her around. I wanted her to help me remember everything, but I knew that was impossible. I couldn't ask that of her, and besides, she wouldn't have been able to do that for me. She could have told me, but I probably wouldn't have remembered.

I got to class and endured the rest of the day. Happy when I could finally go back home. When I got there Charlie wasn't home yet, I figured I'd just start dinner already, so that he could eat whenever he got back.

As I wasn't really in the mood to cook anything grand I went for something simple. Pasta. It was something I had always enjoyed and it was easy to prepare. While the spaghetti was cooking I sat down and did some of my homework. I was getting better at it, at first all the information had seemed slightly foreign to me, but it was coming back to me. Not like I could remember, but I knew what they were talking about, it was like… Like the information had been stored somewhere in my head but was now slowly coming back to me.

I had dinner prepared when Charlie came home, he complimented me again on my cooking skills and it took him about 5 bites to empty his plate. He quickly stood up to have some more. After I did the dishes I went upstairs, took a shower and went to bed. I wasn't in the mood to think anymore, it would be useless, I had nothing to think about. Other than Alice Cullen that was, and I knew that I shouldn't be thinking about her. Her family probably hated me, the looks they had been giving me sort of proved that.

As I closed my eyes I realized how tired I really was. And it was no surprise to me that I quickly drifted off into a slumber. My dreams were filled with one person, Alice.

Her spiky hair was a mess and she was sitting on my bed, next to me. She was sitting cross-legged and leaned against my headboard, while I was sitting with my feet on the ground. She was looking at me and told me some stories. I listened to her, laughed whenever she said something funny but other than that I didn't do anything.

"Bella, will you go shopping with me?" her face got more excited as she posed the question. I knew I hated shopping, but could I make an exception for this girl? Yeah, I could.

"If you promise not to torture me too much, then yes," her smile got wider and she squealed of happiness. She jumped a little and gave me a tight hug.

That was when I woke up and it was 7.00am. Time to take a shower and get to school. Wait, was this dream something that had actually happened. Or was it just a dream? If it had happened, did that mean I was getting my memories back? Could it be? That slowly but surely I would start to remember things, small things like this? This would've been quite a nice memory.

I got out of bed and got ready for school, I knew that I would have to ask her. Tell her about the dream and ask if it was real. Maybe it wasn't. Maybe it was just a dream, just a stupid dream. Maybe she'd think me crazy for dreaming about her, she might think of me as a creepy stalker girl that now even dreamt about her. But she wouldn't, would she? No, she seemed way too nice for that.

I would ask her. I would ask Alice Cullen about the dream. Probably.