Heyyyyy. Sorry about the slack updates. So we r giving u 2 in one week! Ayayayay! Sorry I'm being sarcastic.

Btw (I hate it when people say btw) I also changed my name-obviously-I can't remember what my last name was but now it is LyfINTeknicoloR (LITC for short)

Well enjoy this insight into BC's mind-this where she will show more of the old Bella, from before she was changed and u will get more info on the family and her gift.

Enjoy,

LITC (with love)

Sometimes I often wonder if people like me can have panic attacks. Because the moment that sixth period bell rang I was in my car, breathing erratically and unnecessarily.

All I was missing was the paper bag.

Never had I reacted to a human in such a way.

The way Edward looked at me sent shivers down my spine. The way he spoke made me want to listen to him all day. And the way his mouth moved and the way his body reacted to whatever he said, it made me want him in ways I never thought possible.

I instantly berated myself for thinking such things. I barely knew the boy, for all I knew he could have been exactly like the rest-rowdy, pathetic lap-dogs, ala Mike Newton.

I had always deemed myself as an expert on the human male's mind - it's funny how you can learn things from old experiences - but, just by looking at him, I knew Edward Cullen was something else. If you couldn't figure it out by looking at him, you could tell by the way he spoke-hell, he spoke like me, like he was born in a different time. The only difference, if any, was that I was born in a different time.

Edward made me feel like the awkward human girl I once was, little Bella Swan with two left feet and an attraction to danger.

By the time Emmett and Rosalie had reached me I was practically in the fetal position. My car rocked slightly as Emmett lumbered his way from the backseat into the front. He never went through the passenger door; he had a prejudice against them.

Rosalie made her way in, scowling at Emmett. Rosalie and Emmett. They could be the typical, high school stereotype couple if Rosalie wore a cheerleading outfit and Emmett a football jersey.

Rosalie was the epitome of beauty. She would put any model to shame and she knew it. Golden blonde curls, perfectly sculpted curves and bust, with the longest legs you would ever see. Even if Rosalie was loyal sister and trusted friend she could be severely pig-headed.

And with every beauty you need a beast. Although, if Emmett where a beast I would love to see a good looking man. Emmett was a man-child and he loved every bit of being one. He even looked like a child-a mop of dark ringlets covering always animated eyes and giant dimpled smile. Of course there were other physical features of Emmett, like the fact that he looked like a bear. He was huge. And even if you needn't breathe, he could knock the wind out of you with one of his hugs.

"What's up little sis?"Emmett asked, scanning over my current state.

"Oh just the usual, hyperventilating over some ridiculously good looking human and hiding in my car until the end of sixth? Pretty normal stuff." I replied nonchalantly. Emmett frowned.

"What?" I asked sceptically.

"Well-" Rosalie cut him off, not even looking at me as she said it, "So you what? Want a replay of last time, sure go ahead Bella. Put the family at risk once again." I turned to her and hissed. Rosalie just ignored me, picking at her nails.

"Babe..." Emmett whispered, looking at me out of the corner of his eye.

"What, so you think it's OK for her to go around and disrupt our lifestyle like last time Emmett? And then we'll be the ones to pick up the pieces again!" She growled at him. Nothing scared Emmett, except Rosalie so I didn't bother sticking around for his response.

I walked away from his Jeep, a tad too fast, and back into the school. It was a bad idea, having an angry, now thirsty vampire roaming Forks High. I needed calm, I needed Jasper. I tried to pick him up, but like a bad radio, there was no signal. But I found that I didn't need my head to find them, all I had to do was follow the groans coming from the Janitorial closet.

"Oh Alice"

"Mmmmm, right there...oh, oh, OH! Oh Jasper!" I practically clawed at my ears. I didn't need to hear that.

I wandered aimlessly around the campus. I could've gone home-should've gone home but I had this feeling that I needed to fix something. And before I could comprehend what I was doing, I broke into the closest, empty classroom.

I flitted about until I found a pen and paper and then I started scrawling across the page. Not even knowing half the things I was writing.

Dear Edward...

Edward was released for the day, and yet, he didn't want to be. It meant he would have to wait another day until he would get to see Bella.

Just the thought of her made him smile. She was perfect.

The wind had picked up during the last session. Edward pulled his jacket tighter around his torso, his iPod blaring in his ears.

As he was walking towards his car, Edward noticed something flapping in his windscreen wipers. He groaned. It was probably another love note from one of the many blonde Barbies at Forks High. He didn't want to hurt anyone, but it was all too much.

He preferred brunettes anyway.

Before picking up the note, Edward let his hand run along his silver baby. He had never been one for material possessions, but the Volvo was just...he couldn't even describe it.

It was probably one of the nicest cars in Forks. He had taken enough time to that assess the other cars in the lot weren't anything special; Tyler's van, Mike's Suburban, Lauren's Corolla.

The only other students with nice cars, was the Cullen's...figures.

Edward diverted his gaze away from his baby, towards the white slip. Just as he reached for it, it blew away.

As Bella watched Edward reaching for the note, her note, she wished she could read his mind. To know what he thought of her. She had always been self-conscious. Immortal confidence did not come with immortal beauty.

She barely concentrating on the note, but the sight of it dancing in the wind was enough to break her out of her spell. It was too bad she didn't think before she did it.

Bella ran at an inhuman pace, snatching the paper and bringing back to Edward. The whole thing took about three seconds.

"I believe t-this is y-yours." She stumbled through her words as if she were running hurdles. He just stared incredulously at her. Bella avoided his gaze, firmly looking at the ground. She was about to leave, but Edward finally decided to speak.

"How-where-what...How did you get that so fast? You were no-where near it."

Bella froze for a second, before becoming indignant,

"What do you mean? I was right there," she pointed towards where the paper had been.

"No you weren't."Edward challenged, glaring at her. Bella returned the gesture. "You weren't even in the lot!"

Bella stood on her toes to look him in the eye, her black eyes boring into his green ones.

"Can't you just thank me and get over it. You have your ridiculous love note." She had momentarily forgotten that she was in fact the one who gave him the note in the first place.

"T-thanks."

"You're not going to get over it are you?"

"Nope."

Bella sent Edward another glare, before turning her back to him and flouncing off.

"Hope you enjoy disappointment, newbie!" she called over her shoulder. She gave a short wave and then she was gone.

Edward was wrong-Bella Cullen wasn't perfect...

She was a bitch.

Dear Edward,

The previous meetings we've had have been the best moments I have ever experienced. I wish, I wish we could share more.

But we can't.

We can't be friends Edward. I'm not...good. It would be best if you just stay away from me. Pretend nothing happened.

I'm just sorry I let this go on too long.

Please, don't fight it. It's already hard enough.

And before I finish, I just wanted to thank you. Thank you for making me feel, human.

This is probably the last you'll hear from me.

Have a great life,

Isabella Marie Cullen.

Edward roared in rage. He threw anything in his path. Elizabeth hovered nervously in the door, not sure what s=to do. The parenting books never mentioned anything like this.

Edward held the note in one hand, the other clenched so tight the skin had turned white.

He roared once again before ripping it up.

He slumped towards the ground, emotionless.

Elizabeth cleaned around him, picking up the papers.

She chanced a look at her son and sighed, quietly making her way downstairs.

Little did she know, she left a piece behind,

Thank you for making me feel, human.

Sooooooo, what did ya think? Don't have to review but go ahead if u want. I didn't bother reading of this chapter so if it's got mistakes, blame Bella. Hehehe

Until next time my lovelies(:

LITC (with love)