Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or New Moon. The amazing charictors in this fanfiction are the the property of the amazing Stephenie Meyer...Except for Holly, Evangeline, Roan, Basil, Ash and Lilith. I made them up. (btw, for those of you AMAZING enough to review, please tell me what you think of them so far.)

So...I'm really sorry I didn't update yesterday like I was planning to. This was reallllllly long, and honestly, I probably should have split it into three separate chapters, but I didn't feel like being lame like that. I know how impatient some of you are to see Edward again, and honestly, so am I...so yeah. I'm also really sorry about the last chapter for those of you who were disappointed. I know it was boring, but I had to put a lot of that stuff in somewhere for later in the story, and I figured it would be better to get it over with early on rather than when we were getting to the good part and you all get especially impatient to find out what's going to happen.

Thank you to all of my reviewers!!! I love you guys. You're seriously the inspiration for me to write this, and I get really excited every time I check my e-mail and see a new one!

Bella's pov:

Alice and I had three of our six classes together, and the rest of my classes, she told me, I had with other members of her family. Jasper was in my Calculus class, Emmitt in gym, and Rosalie and I had French III together. I was pleasantly amazed at how easily I could talk to Alice. Normally, I'm quiet and reserved, and I almost never open up to anyone. I had only been with her for a few minutes and already I found myself comforitable around her. It made me curious to know if it would be the same way with the rest of the Cullens.

I half expected Alice to immidiately begin telling me about my past, but to my surprise she seemed to be avoiding the subject. It struck me as strange when she had just finished saying that she'd 'just have to help me remember,' but when I finally asked her directly, she only said that she didn't think it was her place to tell me.

"What are you talking about?" I asked incredulously. "Of course it's your place." She couldn't tell me she had known me when I was human, and then say it wasn't her place to tell me about my past! She was the only clue I had...if she didn't tell me, who would?

She smiled weakly as we walked to class. "Don't worry," she said. "You won't have to wait long. I just think you should hear everything from my brother."

I frowned. Why couldn't she tell me? I didn't want to have to wait. I had already waited ten years, and I knew she was itching to ask me about what had happened to me since the change. "Please," I pleaded. "I want you to tell me."

She only shook her head. "Fine," I snapped. "I'll wait. You said Emmitt has gym with me, right?"

For some reason, she seemed to find that funny. I glared, and was about to ask what I had done that was so amusing when she explained, "That's not the brother I was talking about." Not the brother she was talking about! "And don't even think about trying to get him to tell you," she pointed a finger accusingly at me. How did she know what I was thinking? "He won't tell you anything. At least, not unless he wants to die a very slow and painful death!" I sighed. If she wasn't talking about Emmitt, then who was she talking about? She hadn't mentioned any classes I had with another brother. Just how long was she expecting me to wait?

We had first period history together, but when we reached the classroom, we paused outside for a moment at the door before Alice said there was something she had to do really quickly. I nodded and she took off toward the main building while I walked inside, taking a moment to hang my coat on one of the hooks by the door before making my way to my usual desk in the back of the room. I set my book down, took my seat and rested my elbow on the desk and my chin in my hand.

Today was already proving to be very interesting. It was only 7:30, and already I had not only found out that a new family of vegitarian vampires had moved to Silverdale, but also that I had known these particular vampires during the human life that I had no memories of. I was finally going to find out who I was and what had happened to me. Questions shot through my head at lightning speed, and the knowledge that I would soon have answers filled my stomache with butterflies.

This is just what I had been looking for. It was ironic, that after all of these years of searching, the people who could tell me about my past just showed up. Maybe Roan had been right when he said that I would remember when I was ready, but until then it was no use forcing things. Fate had come to me. It had decided that I was ready, and brought the Cullens to help.

I was hoping that just being around them would help me to remember. I still couldn't call any memories to mind, but this morning when I was talking to Alice I had seen images of her, even though at the time I had thought she was crazy and certainly never imagined that I could have known her. At the time I had been ready to chalk it up to an overactive imagination, but now that I knew I had known her, I was more inclined to believe that they were memories. Fragmented memories, of course, but memories none the less.

It was entirely possible that even if I did get some of my memories back, they would only be brief, barely discernable glimpses. Human memories fade, and most vampires don't remember more than a the basics of their former life. They remember every detail of their vampire lives, however, so even if I never regained my memory, the Cullens would remember everything they had ever known about me. It was a comforting thought to realize that they could still tell me. Just because I didn't remember everything myself didn't mean I couldn't know. Maybe I could even convince one of them to go with me to wherever I was from and point out places I had frequented and people I had known.

I had so many questions, it was all I could do not to bounce around in my seat. Relax, I told myself. Alice said you won't have to wait long. When she comes back you can just ask her when you'll get to find out. My fingers drummed on the desk and I bit down on my lip. I'm sure she has a perfectly good reason for thinking I should hear everything from her brother...All my questions will be answered in no time... The self talk wasn't getting me anywhere. I was still impatient, and let out a sigh just as Alice walked through the door, smiling brightly at me.

She was only seconds ahead of the tardy bell, and the teacher looked up to the sound of the door opening. She walked over to him, handed him her schedual, and waited as he slowly read her name and signaled to the empty desk next to mine. He gave her back her schedual, and she began to make her way towards me, smiling at what luck we had. The other students didn't bother to hide their stares as they followed her movements down the aisle with their eyes. She sat gracefully down and set her bookbag beside her.

"Hmm," Mr. Parker cleared his throat. "Good morning class," he began. "As you can all see, we have a new student today. This is Alice Cullen and she just moved here from California." Alice smiled a bit, and I could see all around us curious faces who were, no doubt planning on approaching her after class to ask her to join their group. Several of the boys were already giving her a look that I had come to grow accustomed to, and I smiled. There were three new vampire girls at school today! Maybe that would take some of the unwanted attention away from Evangeline, Holly and I. Alice seemed to guess my thought process, because she suddenly looked over at me to glare playfully, narrowing her eyes. I smiled and we went back to pretending to pay attention to Mr. Parker.

We didn't actually pay attention, of course. We had both been graduated from multiple high schools, and Alice had even been to college a few times. With perfect vampire memory, we never forgot anything, so we didn't even need review. Instead, we spent the class period talking to eachother in hushed voices that no one with human hearing could have stood a chance of catching.

At first I wasted my time trying to convince her to tell me something. Any little thing. My name, for example. All I got out of her was that her brother wasn't going to school, and if I came home with her after school today, he'd be there. She had a vampire power to see the future, she said, though she had never seen me alive in one of her visions. Maybe, she reasoned, it was because she was already so sure I was dead. Or maybe she just wasn't meant to see it ahead of time.

I couldn't wait for school to end so I could go to her house and meet her brother, so of course time seemed to crawl. Finally the bell for second period rang, and Alice and I headed off for Chemistry.

Chemistry was much the same as History, with Alice refusing to tell me anything. "My lips are sealed," is all she would say. She wouldn't even tell me my real name, or who her brother was.

"C'mon, Alice," I begged. "I don't understand why you can't even tell me what his name is. You told me what your name is," I pointed out. "And I know Emmitt's, Jasper's and Rosalie's names."

"Its different," she said.

"How!"

"It just is..."

"Why?"

"You'll find out soon enough, okay?" she looked at me exasperated. "Buffy, I swear I'm not doing this to drive you crazy, and I know how you feel. I don't remember my human life either, but you need to trust me. Okay?"

That stopped me. "You don't remember your human life either?" That was the first time I had ever heard of another vampire that had no memories at all. I suddenly felt closer to her than ever.

"No," she answered. "But I have found out a little bit over the years. Actually," she added, "You helped with that when you were human."

I wanted to know how I had helped, but like before, she said I would find out after school. I was a little bit more patient after that. She could relate to what I was going through, so we talked about that instead. Before I knew it, the bell was ringing for third period and I was off to gym class.

Alice's pov:

Bella and I didn't have third period together, so after handing my schedual to the teacher, a grumpy looking woman in her seventies, I found my way to my seat and spent the class thinking. I was already fluent in Spanish, anyways.

It was still hard, even after having just talked to her for two hours, to believe that Bella was really alive and a vampire. I should never have doubted it, I thought. From the first time Edward and Bella met, right up until we left Forks, I had experienced hundreds of visions, all of which ended in Bella as a vampire. No matter what Edward did trying to protect her, all he had been doing was postponing the inevitable. They were fate. Meant to be, and when he had tried to save her one last time, fate had taken matters into its own hands and changed her when he was gone.

I had been shocked to see her, but it didn't even compare to the way I felt when I found out she couldn't remember anything. How could she not remember? I could see her in my minds eye in a thousand different images. Sitting across the caffiteria from my family and I on her first day at Forks High. The wild look in Edwards eyes later that day as he fought the urge to go to her house and kill her. The two of them sitting off on their own eating lunch. Well...Bella eating lunch. Prom...school...her birthday... She couldn't remember any of it?

I wished I could just tell her everything, but I knew I should let Edward do that. He knew her better for starters, and I was half hoping she would recognise him. I knew it was stupid. For chrissakes, she doesn't remember her own name, but still, I hoped. For Edward's sake, I hoped. I didn't even want to think of the pain I would be in if Jasper didn't remember me. Given, Edward would be overjoyed just to learn that she was alive, but to find she didn't even know who he was...

And what would he say when he found out she was a vampire? I hoped he'd realize what a blessing it was. After all, if she hadn't been changed, she'd probably really would have been dead. Edward seemed to forget in all his stubborness that her number had been up as soon as she moved to Forks. Only he kept her from an early death. They could finally be together without him having to worry his brains out. They could kiss without all of his insane boundaries. He wouldn't have to be so careful around her, conscious of his every move.

Maybe, because her transformation had nothing to do with him, he could just be happy about it. He wouldn't have to feel guilty, thinking he had stolen her soul and sentenced her to eternal damnation. Honestly, he could be such a pessimist! If he didn't have a soul, he couldn't love! And we all known he had wanted to make her a vampire all along. He just couldn't bring himself to change her for himself when he was sure it was all wrong for her.

This must be what that vision was about, I thought to myself. Of course! It seemed so obvious now. What else could make Edward that happy but seeing Bella again. I wanted to just skip school and take Bella to go see him, but I knew that it wouldn't be a good idea to ditch on my first day at a new school. I glanced up at the clock. Only four more hours!

Emmitt's pov:

I got to gym early and waited for Bella to come out of the girls locker room. Since it was my first day, I didn't have P.E. clothes, and didn't have to dress out, so I walked over to where the gym teacher sat reading last months issue of Sports Illistrated and handed him my schedual. He looked up at me for a moment, taking in my build I'm sure, before adding my name to his role sheet and handing my paper back to me.

"Emmitt Cullen, is it?" he asked. "You play any sports, Emmitt?" I grinned. Of course he wanted to recruit me. I loved sports, but I couldn't play on human teams, and it wouldn't have been any fun if I did. I had super strength and speed that no human could ever compete with, and though I had tried before, I had to hold back so much it was just boring.

"Sorry, no. I prefer to watch," I answered. Not true. I hated just watching. I was fiercely competitive, and loved to play...with my brothers. Well, brother. Edward hadn't really done anything but mope around since he left Bella, so it was only Jasper and I most of the time...

"Oh," he said dissappointed. "Well then, make sure you buy some clothes. I'll give you a week, but after that you need to dress out every day if you want to pass my class."

"Thanks coach," I said before turning. Students were just starting to come out of the locker rooms, and I was anxious to see Bella. I could hardly believe she was alive when Alice told me! She wouldn't remember me though...

Just then she walked out the locker room doors, spotting me immidiately. She looked slightly different. Her hair was shinier, her skin paler and her eyes the same honey color as everyone in my family's. She was thinner and curvier, and not quite so fragile looking, but still Bella.

I grinned and ran over to her, human speed of course, pulling her into a tight bear hug and surprised when she hugged me back. Bella had always been so shy, and she didn't remember me. It was like a complete stranger coming up to her and hugging her. Aw well, I thought. She's probably getting used to it today. "I know you don't remember me," I said. "But I'm hugging you anyways!"

She laughed a little, and I pulled away to get a better look at her. "What is it you're going by now," I asked. "Buffy?" I remembered of course. Vampires have a really good memory, but I wanted to tease her about the name.

She smiled devilishly and replied, "Yeah, but if you tell me what my real name is, I can start going by that."

I roared with laughter. She had probably spent the last two hours unrelentingly questioning Alice. She had never been one for surprises. "Nice try," I said. "But I don't think so!" She sighed in disappointment before glaring at me. It felt just like old times.

Bella's pov:

Just like I suspected, I immidiately felt comforitable around Emmitt. It was strange to feel like you had always known someone, and not be able to place them in your mind. If anything, the past few hours had only made me want to remember even more. I wanted to remember the Cullens. I had only met two of them so far, but Alice and Emmitt already felt like my brother and sister.

Why can't I remember, I wondered in frustration. It had made sense when Evangeline and Roan had suggested I may have lived an unhappy life, and my mind just took the opporitunity to block all of that out, but I had obviously not had a bad life. These people loved me. I could tell, though I didn't know why, and I couldn't even remember them!

We played basketball in gym and Emmitt and I were on a team. It wasn't very fun, because we had to tone it down so much, but we had plenty of time to talk. Of course, it was hard to find something to talk about, since we were avoiding talking about my life, and his life, since it was part of what his brother was supposed to tell me.

"Emmitt can you pleeeaaase just tell me something," I whined.

He shook his head. "Sorry, Buff. Alice and Edward would kill me." My head snapped up and his eyes grew wide. "Shit!" he swore. "Shit, shit, shit!"

Emmitt's pov:

Shit, shit, shit! I can't believe I just said that! Alice is going to have my head!

Bella's pov:

I stared at him in shock. Did he just say what I think he said? He looked back at me in horror. Yes. Yes, he did.

My mind froze. How could I have been so STUPID!!! Duh, Buffy! I nearly cringed at the sarcasm, though, of course, it came from my own head. How did you not see this before? Its sooooo obvious!

I should have caught on when I learned Alice's name. Alice and Edward. Those were the two names I screamed out during my change and when I had nightmares. Well, I say Edward for the most part. I only called out for Alice every once in a while. I felt like an idiot for not seeing it sooner.

It made sense to me now that Alice would not want to tell me. Her brother was Edward, and I was apparently much closer to him than even her. In fact, considering his was the name I called out most often, I would think it was safe to guess he was maybe one of the most important people in my life.

I was suddenly very nervous. How had I known him? Was he my best friend? My boyfriend? Was I in love with him? What would he think when he found out I didn't even remember him?

Mr. Craig yelled at me to get in the game, and I turned to pretend to be playing. Emmitt followed me nervously, and looked as if he was about to say something. I held up my hand. "It's fine," I said, though it didn't seem to comfort him. "Really, you didn't tell me anything. Its not a big deal."

The bell rang and I smiled at him before running off to the locker rooms to change. I was eager to get to Calculus. (Wow. That sounded really wrong. I hate Calculus. Miss Pepper always tries to catch me off guard so that I'll get the answer wrong and embarrass myself. Not that I ever do...I know calculus better than she does.) I made a quick run to my locker, got my book and calculator, and still managed to be one of the first students there.

I sat down, again in the back of the classroom, (I told all of my teachers that I'm far sighted so I wouldn't have to be in the front), and waited for Jasper. More students began to enter, and an uncomforitable itch entered the back of my throat. Great. I thought. Just great. I knew I should have gone hunting last night, but I put it off, and I'm obviously not going tonight. I looked down at my hands and played with my fingers. I had found a number of years ago that if I could concentrate all of my attention on something relatively simple and hold it there, I stopped noticing the thirst.

I heard someone clear his throat from the doorway, far to quietly for human ears, and looked up to see a tall blonde boy with bruise-like shadows under his honey eyes. He smiled lightly and nodded at me before walking over to Miss Pepper's desk. I watched him hand her his schedual, and wait for her to gesture for him to sit down in the only available desk: the one next to mine.

She smiled brightly up at him and I restrained a laugh. The reason Miss Pepper hated me was because of all of the attention I got from the guys at school. She was a jealous and bitter woman. It wasn't that she was old. She was probably only in her late twenties, and she was decent looking, but from what I heard, she couldn't hold on to a boyfriend. She was obviously checking Jasper out, and so was just about every other girl in the classroom.

"Hello Jasper," she used her sweetest, most fake voice. "Welcome to Silverdale. Do you like it here so far?" I wrinkled my nose in disgust and considered making gagging noises. It was disgusting! She was a hitting on one of her students! Jasper nodded and she continued. "Well," she said, "If you need anything, don't be afraid to ask me." She batted her eyelashes and gestured to the seat next to mine, frowning at me as she did so.

He turned and began to walk to his desk. I held back laughter as he sat down beside me. "Amused?" he asked raising his eyebrows.

I smiled. "Extremely," I said. "I suppose you have the same orders as everyone else: leave Buffy in the dark."

"Unfortunately for you," he answered, "Yes." I stared at him. I had wondered if I would recognize him, and I did. He was the same blonde boy that I had seen dancing with Alice at what I assumed was a prom in my daydream. I was fairly certain now that it had been a memory.

I sighed. This was all getting very frustrating. I could hardly contain myself, I wanted to know about my past so baddly, and being around people who could have told me only made it harder for me to feign patience. It was like reading a really good book. You want to know what happens at the end, and the entire time you're reading it you're fighting the temptation to read the last page(a/n: I'm pretty sure we all felt that way when reading New Moon! lol!). That's what it was normally like, but today it was like I was totally caught up in a book and forbidden to read it. I had to sit staring at it and not pick it up. It was torture.

"So, I suppose it is safe to assume that Alice disappeared this morning to forbid you all from telling me anything," I guessed. He nodded his head in affirmation and I crossed my arms and faced the front of the classroom.

Now that I understood why she had done it, it was harder for me to be irritated with Alice, but that didn't stop me from being frustrated and impatient. I was happy to get to meet all of the Cullens, and they already felt like family, but the day seemed to be creeping along. I wanted school to be over already so I could ask my questions and actually get some answers.

I felt like I should recognise these people. They were all so familiar, and I loved them, though I had just met them today. I hated that I couldn't remember them, though they all probably had plenty of memories of me. Does it bother them that I didn't know their names until Alice talked about them. That if I had just seen them all at once, rather than one in each class when I already knew which one I was supposed to see, I wouldn't have stood a chance in telling one from the other? I couldn't imagine how it could not.

It made me sad to think about. They all loved me. I could tell, and I hated that I wasn't the same person that they all knew. I wanted to be, but I didn't even know who that person was. I didn't know who I was. I had felt empty and lost for as long as I can remember, like something vital was missing, and there was a giant gaping hole in my chest. How could I be what I needed to be for them?

All I could do was hope that once Edward told me about my past I would remember, and I would find out who I was. Anxiety hit me full force at the thought. I was having such mixed feelings, I could hardly discern between them. I was excited on one hand. This is what I had always wanted. I had waited ten years for this, and in just a few short hours, I would hear about my human life. I would meet the Edward from my dreams. I wanted it, yet I was terrified.

What if it wasn't what I thought it was? What if I didn't like who I turned out to be? What if I never remembered, even with the Cullen's help?

And how did I know Edward? He had obviously been very important to me when I was alive. Would he be hurt that I didn't remember him? I didn't want to hurt anyone. Had we been just friends, or more than that? And where did that leave us now? I was overwhelmed and confused and worried and excited and scared and happy and sad. I was a mess.

"Since when have you been so bipolar," Jasper asked from beside me, eyebrows raised.

He startled me, and my eyes widened in surprise. "Wha--what do you mean?" I asked. My face was absurdely easy to read, but I had thought that I was doing a rater good job at hiding what I was thinking...I guess not.

He rolled his eyes. "I suppose Alice didn't tell you about our powers?" It was more of a statement than a question.

"Well, she didn't tell me much of anything," I answered. "But she did tell me about her visions. Why?" I asked nervously. I had a bad feeling about this.

"Well," he grinned. "I'm some sort of empath." I drew a sharp breathe. Holly was into all sorts of metaphysical stuff, so I had heard all about different types of psychics. I knew what an empath was. "I can tell what you're feeling, and even change it if I want to."

I turned my head in embarassment, which only got worse when I realized it was no use. He could feel that, too. I might as well explain myself. I sighed and stopped pretending to pay attention to the lesson. "I'm excited of course. I want to know about my past more than anything, but I'm scared, too. I don't even know who I am anymore. What if I can never be that person again? What if my life wasn't what I thought it was? What if all of this is in vain, and I never recover one single memory? I'm confused, because I can't figure out how what little I do know could fit together. How, for example, could I have been so close to you all? Human-vampire relationships never work! I'm happy to get to meet you and your family, but it makes me sad that while you all have memories of me, I have none of you. You're all uncannily familiar, and its trippy deja vu, but that doesn't change the fact that I don't remember anything...that I don't even know who I am."

I looked down at my hands on the desk. Here I was pouring out everything to a complete stranger in the middle of class. There must really be something wrong with me today. Well, I suppose he wasn't a complete stranger. I had known him at some point, but it had been a long time ago and I didn't remember him, so did I still know him? "It's overwhelming," I finished.

I could see him watching me out of the corner of my eye, and it began to make me feel a little uncomforitable. He noticed of course, and turned to the front of the class. "You don't need to worry, you know." he said. I looked at him and felt a wave of calm wash over me. "You will remember...eventually. And if it makes you feel any better, I think a lot more will come back to you tonight then you're expecting."

I was about to ask him what he meant, but just then the bell rang and we were rushing out the door, where Alice was waiting for us excitedly and bouncing on the balls of her feet. "Lunchtime!" she sang.

Still Bella's pov:

Unfortunatey, I played hookey last Friday, so I had a test to make up during lunch. I would have loved to do it some other time, but my teacher had made it perfectly clear that it had to be today. It was either at lunch or after school, and there was no way in hell I was going to take it today after school.

It was absurdly easy, as all my tests were, and I finished a test that had taken about an hour for the rest of the class in less than half the time. I probably could have finished even faster, but I have to be careful not to draw too much attention to myself or my family. I left the classroom just as the bell rang, and I decided it was best I went straight to class.

I had French right after lunch, so I would be meeting Rosalie. I got there early enough, but there she was, already sitting at the table we would be sharing. I smiled shyly and she returned the gesture as I slipped gracefully into my seat.

She was one of the most beautiful people I had ever seen. In fact, Evangeline was the only person I had ever met that could even compare. She a long, super model build, much like Evangeline, and pale, blonde hair. Like Alice, Jasper and Emmitt, she seemed familiar, but she didn't seem as open with me as they had. She seemed...guilty. She looked pleadingly at me until she saw me looking back, and then she looked quickly away.

The class soon filled and Madame Fraises began the day's lesson. I wasn't really paying attention, but Rosalie and I didn't talk either. It wasn't the comforitable companion silence. It felt...akward and tense. I felt bad, but I was happy when the class ended and I could make my escape. English was my last period of the day, and now I had a friend in the class.

I got there before Alice and sat down in my seat waiting for her. After a few moments, she walked in, went through the routine of showing her schedual to the teacher, and sat down beside me. Neither of us talked much. We were both too excited, and it took all of our willpower, I think, not to bolt out the door. Alice looked like her head was going to shoot off her body and into outer space with impatience at any moment, and when the bell finally rang, we were the first ones out the door and into the parking lot.

We had already decided to take my car. The rest of the Cullens would come a little later, since they all had to run paperwork to the office first. They took Alice's stuff as well, so that she could go with me, and my family all rode back in Evangeline's corvette.

We weaved excitedly through the rows of parked cars, fighting the impulse to run vampire style, but knowing we couldn't do that with all of the surveylance cameras around. We finally reached my volvo after what seemed like an eternity, and I dug into my pocket for the keys. I unlocked the door and started to get in when I noticed Alice gaping at me.

"What?" I asked, cocking my head to the side. She looked like her eyes were going to pop out of her head.

"This is your car?" she asked incredulously.

I nodded and she opened her door. "Why?"

"Nothing," she mumbled and shook her head. She slipped into her seat and I did the same, putting the key into the ignition and starting the engine. I didn't believe her of course. Something was wrong, but I would ask her about it later. Right now I couldn't focus on anything but hurrying up and getting to her house. We rode in silence, and for once in my life, I wanted to go fast. I drove there at 130 miles an hour, zipping through windy forest roads. It was surprising Alice still managed to warn me when we had to make a turn before I passed it. We got there within three minutes and were immidiately out of our seats and heading up the pathway that lead to the mansion that she called a house.

It was massive, and could have passed for a cabin if it hadn't been three stories high and at least eight times the size of a cabin. The site was surrounded by forests, and the large lawn had scattered trees surrounded by wildflowers. It was gorgeous, and I probably would have liked to admire it if I weren't in such a rush. I ran toward the front door only two steps behind Alice and waited as she opened the door.

We stood in a large and welcoming entry way, looking ahead through large double doors that opened into a family room. I looked over at Alice who hadn't moved, and saw that she was staring expectantly at the landing on the top of the large staircase to our left. I followed her gaze and a moment later, the most beautiful boy I had ever seen was standing there, staring back at me.

He had untidy bronze hair and bruise-like shadows under his topaz eyes. His mouth was gaping and his eyes were wide with shock. I felt like my heart had stopped beating, though of course it had years ago, and the breath caught in my throat. I watched breathlessly, as if in slow motion, as the emotions flitted across his face.

I couldn't believe he was real! He was even more amazing in person, and I could hardly believe the angel from my dreams was truely here! Am I dreaming again?

After a moment of starring at me, his face split into a brilliant, heart-breaking smile, and before I could blink, he ad bounded down the stairs and I was in his arms.

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