Term started in three days and I had no one to bunk with. I was alone. My bed was made, my closet was full, and the bathroom was in tip top shape. I was a neat freak. But I was also very bored. I looked out the window and saw it again. It was that same black ford truck that had been following me. But this time I watched it. A man with short spiked black hair, a lot of muscles, and really tan skin got out of the passenger seat. I was still watching the window trying to get a glimpse at the driver when my cell phone rang. I wanted to ignore it but I didn't know who it was. I turned and picked it up. "Hello?" I asked.

"Hey cousin whats up?" It was my cousin Emmett, the overly large teddy bear like thing that lived in Forks Washington with his fiancee'.

"Hello Emmett, how are you today?" I asked sighing. But when I turned back towards the window the tan Indian looking guy was walking off into the other end of the campus with a tall blond guy in long sleeves next to him. When was I going to get to see what that kid looked like?

"Tired bored exhausted going to Africa tomorrow so I thought I would call and tell you I loved you and I would call you when I get back. Reception out there sucks!" Emmett said emphasis on the word suck.

I laughed at his stupidity a high soprano sound."okay Em, I love you too and tell Rose I said Hi." I told him then hung up the phone without listening to his response. I looked through my binder and back pack checking that I ad everything I was going to need when my pager buzzed. What is up with people trying to talk to me today! I asked myself exasperated. I read the page quickly. And then screamed! My laptop was here. I grabbed my phone and my keys just in case I needed them and locked the dorm door. Making sure everything was off in the process. I went down all seven flights of stairs to the bottom floor and then headed to the main office building. It was really hot outside but not quite as hot as it was in Biloxi so i was good for now.

"How can I help you ma'am?" The front desk lady asked me politely.

"I need to pick up a laptop for Miss Brandon." I told her. She smiled.

"Can I have a show of I.D please?" She asked me. I reached into my pocket for my school Identification card but it wasn't there. I grunted in fury.

"Hold on just a few please I left it in my dorm." She nodded so I turned to leave on my way out passing a girl that I had never seen before. She looked pretty nice and she herself was pretty with large almond shaped brown eyes, long straight dirty blonde hair and slightly tan skin. I prayed silently to myself that she would be my roommate but then pushed all thoughts of that out of my head. I knew she wasn't going to room with me besides it was a few days until term. Just because I hadn't seen her before didn't make her new.

I pulled myself along going all the way back to my dorm and back up the winding stair case. I was already tired of these stairs but there wasn't a working elevator in my building. It was out of order so I had to walk. It was good exercise but it was tiring. Once I reached the floor I followed it around to my small two bed room dorm room. I had to unlock the door to get in. The sad thing about all of this was that I had known that I was going to need my I.D and I had still forgotten it. I looked around for my purse finally remembering that it was under my bed. I got it out got out my wallet pulled out my school I.D and then zipped it all back up.

Then I was forced to head back down and out to the office.

After once again having the argument that I really was the age I said I was she handed over my laptop and I made the trip one last time for the day back to my dorm. I reached the bed room door and heard something strange. My radio was playing but I could swear that I had turned everything off before I left. I listened intently on the hallway side of the door so I could tell what it was. The song She's country was blaring out of the bedroom. But I knew that wasn't possible because my radio was set on a pop station and my Jason Aldean CD was in my car.

I opened the door slowly and saw the source of the commotion. That very same girl that had passed in the front office was putting bed coverings on the other empty bed. "Can I help you?"I asked leaning against the door frame my hands folded over my chest. The girl jumped a good three feet.

"This is my room. Who are you?" She asked me.

"I am Alice Brandon the original occupier of this room who are you?" i asked smiling at her.

"My name happens to be Cloe' Larissa Uley I think I've seen you somewhere before.."Her voice trailed off.

"I passed you in the front office on my way back up here. I needed to get my I.D so i could pick up my laptop." I explained coming into the room and closing the door behind me. I set my box down on my bed while Cloe' watched me intently. I stuck my I.D in my wallet, my wallet in my purse, then stuck it all under the bed. Then it was time for box opening. "Do you by any chance have a box cutter?" I asked her looking up from my computer box.

"Yes actually."

"Well can I use it?" I asked her still smiling. I was happy to have a room mate. Life at this place was going to be boring without one. She handed it over to me with an odd look on her face. I had a feeling she was analyzing me.

"What are you majoring in?" She asked me.

"I got here on a full dance scholarship so I'm going to major in that. That's what i have always liked and enjoyed so I'm hoping to have a future in it. Whats yours?"

"Scholarship for Choir or music so that's what I'm doing here." She answered.

"Are you any good?" I asked her smiling.

"I could ask you that same question."

"I'm ranked third in the nation, does that help any?" I asked her. She laughed.

"Are you serious?"

"As a heart attach." I smiled at her.

"That's awesome."

"So how good are you?" She sighed.

"Come on lets head to the stage and I'll show you." She finished making her bed and we headed out. we took my car around to the fine arts building and I parked. The entire room was empty so there was plenty of room on the stage for us to play around and show each other what we are made of. We walked through the isle and onto the stage. I opened the curtains and Cloe' hit the lights. They were blindingly bright. I had ever been on a stage this size in my life. It was made of a waxed and polished cherry finish wood and the curtains were a blue color to match the school. The stage was marvelous. i heard Cloe' gasp as she came around to its front side.

"Here will you sing this with me?" She asked.

"What is it?"

"The Phantom of the Opera, do you know it?" She asked.

"Yeah I can sing it who do you want me to sing?"

"Meg and I will sing Christine." I nodded and she played the music.

"Christine Christine,

Where in the world have you been hiding

really you were perfect,

I only wish I new your secret who is your great tutor?" I sang then listened to the instrumental.

"Father once spoke of an angel,

I used to dream he's appear,

Now as I sing I can since him, and I know he's here,

Here in this room he calls me softly somewhere inside hiding" She sang her voice was brilliant. It was loud and reverberated off of the walls. I had never heard an 18 year old be able to nail those notes that perfectly in my life. "Somehow I know he's always with me he the unseen genius."

"Christine you must have been dreaming,

stories like this can't come true,

Christine your talking in riddles and its not like you," I kept the song going my voice getting louder the more confident I became.

"Angle of music guide and guardian,

grant to me your glory," She sang.

"Who is this Angel?" I said.

"Angel of music hide no longer,

secret and strange angel," Our voices came together right before the hardest part of the arrangement.

"He's with me even now," She began.

"Your hands are cold," I followed her.

"All around me" She was really taking this part.

"your face Christine its white," I was just going along with the rest of the music.

"It frightens me"

"don't be frightened."

Then I heard a loud clapping. "Bravo Brava." I looked down the aisles of the theater and saw a tall dark figure emerging from the shadows. Cloe' gasped and I stared at him.

"I thought this place was empty." She muttered.

"So did I.." I stared at the figure as it walked toward us.

Jacob's pov-

I looked at the taller one that was singing and couldn't believe it. She was gorgeous. She had long hair and beautiful eyes. I felt as if my life cords had all been cut off. Severed from the world and that the only thing that was keeping me form not dying or falling into the black oblivion was the creature standing before me.

"So who exactly are you?" She asked. I had just imprinted on her. I had never done that before seeing as how you can only imprint on one person once but still just to clarify that in my little mind.

"I will ask you the same question."

"I asked first."

"True," I said not wanting to argue with her, "Jacob Black." I said.

"Your Jacob Black? Ha!" She said and laughed. The little one behind her melted into the back ground.

"Yeah now your turn who are you?"

"Cloe' Uley."

"Oh. Sam has told me about you." He said mysteriously.'

" You know Sam! Well in that case I'm so very sorry."