Bailey's POV

Thank God, I was finally back at the dorms in Seattle. This past weekend had me crawling in my skin, and I didn't understand it a bit. Everyone this past weekend kept giving me these very expectant looks that disturbed the Hell out of me.

Now I was alone in my dorm in my pajamas and lying on my bed doing homework.

Everything seemed so strange.

Hearing the doorknob jostle, Shelley entered the room as I sighed, with a soda in hand.

"Oh, you're back!" She exclaimed in surprise. "How was your weekend?"

Glancing up at the ceiling, trying to think of the best way to describe it, I replied, "It was okay. Um….a bit strange."

"That sounds nice," she responded sounding distracted as she grabbed a book and headed back to the door, adding, "I'm going out. I'll be back later." And then she was gone.

Rolling my eyes, I said to know one. "Okay…but it's not like you really needed to tell me."

The next hour was subdued with the prospect of finishing my homework.

And then I went to bed.

I had strange, unnatural dreams that night.

I was running in the Hoh Rainforest in Forks. I don't know what I was running from, but I was terrified. I tripped and stumbled over deep embankments and upraised tree roots. It was one of those dreams you couldn't run fast enough in and I grew frustrated. Stumbling and falling, I heard a branch crunch not a foot away from me. Looking up through my tangled hair, all I could see was a tall chalky white figure baring it's teeth and growling, but before I could make out who it was, I was trembling. The shaking was like an earthquake, but it wasn't that, it was me. Suddenly I exploded in a sea of fur. Growling and snarling, baring my teeth, I lunged at the white figure…

Then I awoke in a bloodcurdling scream.

Panting, I shot straight up in bed. Sweat poured down my face, and I was unbelievably hot. Stifling. Lunging out of bed, I ran out of the room and straight out of the hall into the cool, refreshing air. The pouring rain felt good on my face, so I dipped my head back, with my arms out and took in the precipitation.

Suddenly a wave of nausea hit me, and I lunged to a nearby bush and emptied the contents of my stomach.

Hot and miserable, I fell to the ground to take in more of the rain.

I knew I wasn't sick. The hotness, and hyperventilation, and the nausea was all from my dream.

I didn't understand why I had that sort of reaction. I just hoped no one heard me.

Feeling better, about ten minutes later, I picked my self out of the mud and made my way back to the building. Frowning to myself I felt as if I was being watched, but I shook it off as a byproduct of the dream.

On my way to my room I prayed that no one would witness me.

I got my wish. Back in my dorm I found that even Shelley hadn't been back yet.

Grabbing a robe, I made my way to the floor bathroom. Once inside, I turned the tap of the shower on, but the water was hardly hot or warm. I turned the water on cold. I was still heated, and I couldn't get rid of it.

After my ice cold shower, I still wasn't even close to being cool. I realized that I could just run around naked outside in a blizzard and probably wouldn't feel the slightest chill.

Glancing at the watch I had set aside on the sink, I realized that my first class would be starting in about an hour. Combing my hair, I braided it quickly, and then I brushed my teeth, and headed back to my dorm room.

Back inside my dorm, I went to the window and opened it all the way, letting the cold wind breeze through my room. Laying on my bed, I closed my eyes. After settling down enough, I got back up to get changed.

I put on a pair of black jeans and a purple tank top and my favorite black sneakers.

That morning was pretty uneventful to be said. I went to Music Appreciation, and found once again, that that beautiful boy was still not there. And once the class ended, I couldn't even remember my terrifying dream.

Emerging from the music building, it had stopped raining, but clouds still lingered in the sky. And it was also muggy. Elated, I took my jacket off and went to a nearby tree that looked perfect to sit under. Laying my jacket on the soft, wet earth, I took a seat and pulled out a book and began to read.

After about an hour or so of reading, something blocked my light. Glaring up at the figure, I realized it was the beautiful bronze-haired boy, and choked, eyes wide.

Generally amused, he looked down at me with a crooked smile, and said in a velvet smooth voice, "Hello, my name's Edward Cullen. What's yours?"

Edward's POV

After my visit to Bella's house, I more or less curled up in a ball in my room at my family house outside of Seattle, and let the misery and self-loathing overtake me.

I couldn't believe how idiotic I was for going there. Now the wounds of our separation felt fresh. My dead, non-beating heart bleeding out, and creating another whole. If I could cry, I would be sobbing.

However, after a week, I realized that I had to suffer the consequences of my actions, and I picked myself up to go hunting. My throat was burning uncontrollably, and I didn't want to become weak or insane.

Leaving my room, to go hunting, I ended up with Jasper being a tag alone. I knew he wanted to talk but I wouldn't let him until I had quenched my thirst.

In the mountains, beginning my hunt, I let my senses overtake me. When my senses overtook me, I was lethal to anyone or anything that crossed my path.

Coming across a scent that I loved, I tracked down my prey. A mountain lion, quenching it's thirst in a nearby stream. Its tongue was lapping up the water greedily. Crouching low, a growl rumbled in my chest. Hearing my snarl, the lion looked up from its water in my direction and roared a high pitched warning to me.

I advanced upon it. But before the lion could run in fear, I had it on it's back. Sinking my teeth into it's neck roughly, I broke it's neck simultaneously, for causing the animal any unnecessary pain, and I drank. As I lapped up the warm blood from it's dead body, the burn in my throat soothed, and I could feel my eyes change color. Back to it's butterscotch.

Sucking the animal dry, I leaped back from it and controlled myself.

Feeling eyes on me, I saw Jasper leaning against a tree not to far away. His eyes were a light butterscotch also.

Growling, I walked past him, and he took up a pace next to me.

"I have something to say," he stated lightly.

I sighed. "I know you do. And I don't want to know, so don't even think it."

He glared at me. "I will say it. And I don't think it's too late."

"What are you talking about?" I leaped up on a tree branch and took up a seated stance.

"You know very well what I'm talking about," he replied. "Bella. There's still plenty of time to go back to her."

I glared up at the rising sun. "I can't expect her to want me again. After so long she doesn't need this kind of torment."

"Being without you is torment enough for her. You need to go back to her." And so he left.

But his presence stayed with me, as I considered his words.

Could I really go back? I knew she still loved me, but could I do it?

That night, I was back on campus, but not for school. For very different reasons. I was going to watch that girl who looked like Bella. I knew the fixation was wrong, it was sick, but it was a very different fixation then I had with Bella. I wanted to observe this girl. I wanted to see if she was also like Bella.

Oh God, this was so unhealthy!

But I needed to know more about her concealed mind. Why did the girl look like Bella, and also have a closed mind. I was curious.

Looking through her dorm window at her sleeping form, the old saying, curiosity killed the cat, entered my mind. I smirked.

But the smirk was for the fact that this was how I first examined Bella. I was curious. But this wasn't the same. At the time when I had watched Bella from afar and in her bedroom when she was sleeping, I knew I loved her. This was the exact opposite. I just wanted to witness more about this girl. I knew I could never love her. Bella was my soul mate, but that didn't mean I couldn't befriend the girl.

So unhealthy.

A bloodcurdling scream awoke me from my thoughts. Glancing in the girls window I saw it came from her. She shot straight out of bed and out the door. Creeping along the side of the building, I saw her lunge out of the building. She was panting with her arms wide out and her face upraised to the rain. She was cooling herself. After a minute of this, a greenish tint appeared under her dark skin and she jumped to a bush and emptied her stomach, and then fell to the ground, breathing roughly.

She laid that way for a short while and then stood and ran back into the building.

I was perplexed as to what had happened.

Chuckling under my breath, I knew I needed to know this weird human. I decided I was going to introduce myself sometime today, yet I wasn't going to go back to class. I'd ambush her somewhere.

Turning around, I disappeared, leaving no mark of my ever being there.

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