Chapter 6

Alice's visions

I do not own twilight nor it's characters that's all Stephenie Meyers'

Over all I was shocked. Charlie's not my dad, but I looked just like him.

"Why did I look like than, before"

"Because, your father was special he put something on you when you were born so that as long as you didn't phase you would look like me, but when you did you changed into your true form" True form, that sounded like a book, but I guess that's my life, just a giant storybook.

"Do you care if I still call you dad"

"No, not at all"

"Ok, dad I'm really tired so I'll just go to bed, dinners in the fridge."

I was so tired but I was still thinking about today, and tomorrow. Oh my gosh what are the people at school going to think! They'll probably think I'm on drugs or something. I feel sleep over coming me. Until I suddenly jerked awake, there was sunlight coming through the partly closed curtains. I realized that I must've fallen asleep, I get up and start to get ready, this is going to be a long day.

(APOV)

Edward told us we had to leave, we all tried to question him but he just said we had to leave now so, we packed up and left. We were all sitting in the living room of our new home in Laurel Mountain, Oregon where it rains more than Forks did. I was just sitting there across from Edward in a leather chair, when curiosity overpowered me, I tried to look into Bella's future but I couldn't see anything. She's gone. Across from me I see Edward's face darken as he says, "We can go back to Forks now" at that we start to pack. We're going back.

(BPOV)

As I drive into the parking lot, all eyes are on my truck. I find a spot in the back, and get out. I don't want to go but I now I have to. I start to walk, and I can feel all the eyes in the world on me. I walk into the cafeteria, and sit down at my table with my friends.

"Bella?" Oh god that's Mike.

"Yah Mike?" At that he just stared in awe.

The Bell rang, Angela and I walked off to English.

"What did you do to your hair?!" Angela whisper shouted.

"I got it dyed"

"Where? it's so beautiful"

"Did it myself"

The day went on like that questions, and lies.