Once again, thankyou to everyone reading my fan fiction. This chapter is dedicated to everyone who reviews, and to people who got really sick of Bella moping around after Edward left. They were only going out for a few weeks, for heaven's sakes.

DISCLAIMER: I AM NOT STEPHENIE MEYER…YET.

When I arrived home, it was after nine, and I was exhausted. My body clock likes me to be in bed by nine, or I feel like shit. I hurried upstairs and changed into my pyjamas. I knew that this was the part of Twilight where Bella looked up vampires and had a miniature freak out, but I already knew that the Cullens were vamps, and so there would be no point to it. All in all, the next chapter looked to be pretty much pointless.

I snuggled under my covers, closed my eyes and waited until sleep consumed me.

Edward was standing in front of me, smiling crookedly and wearing a suit and top hat. He grabbed me by the hand and we were suddenly flying over the ocean, drifting over the cool current.

"I didn't know you could fly," I muttered as we landed.

"Don't you know that this is all in your head?" laughed Edward. "As if I could fly. Besides, I'm out hunting right now. You know that."

I started running at that moment, and smashed into Jacob who was standing there, delicately chewing on an ear of corn. He looked up, saw Edward, and morphed into a wolf. Edward glared at wolf-Jacob, and quietly suggested a fight to the death…in a dance off. The music started playing and Edward started break-dancing. It was at that point that I woke up, disoriented.

"That was weird," I murmured to myself, turning around to look at the clock. It was almost six, so I stumbled out of my bedroom and into the shower. I was tired, but there was no way in hell that I would get back to sleep. That dream was just a little too disturbing for a Sunday morning.

I dressed in warmish clothes, and wondered how I was going to spend the day. I evidently did not need to look up vampires on the internet, and I glanced out the window for inspiration. The sky was perfectly cloudy and grey and I saw the forest in the distance, looking beautiful and eerie. I packed a bag, told my parents I was going out, and caught a bus a few kilometres down the road to a certain section of the forest.

The rain drizzled constantly as I hiked through the undergrowth, breathing in the fresh air and sighing with contentment. I paused to rest by a section of creek, flopping down on a flat rock.

I wondered what my friends back in Adelaide were doing at that very moment. I imagined them going on as usual, and laughed lightly. If it had been a school day, Kate and Morgana would have been drawing. Mrunal would have been making up sick things to say in French to the teacher, such as they are in the bathtub. Sophie, Ellen and Lauren would have been doing something, probably Ellen was singing while Lauren drew and pretended not to know her. Becky, Shona and Cait would have been sitting in class, screaming while Cait fell off her chair and Shona threw her shoe at Dillon, screaming shoe rape. Becky would have laughed at Jolson for me, and would have hoped that the angry Asian gang didn't come to get her.

I mused about Edward for a moment. If I had replaced Bella, did I have the power to make my own choices regarding that relationship, or would it happen on its own. Ms Meyer must have been doing some sick-arse black magic. What a stupid woman. Just because she was so obsessed with her own books that she even had a cameo in the Twilight movie. That woman was pathetic.

I headed back home, with melancholy thoughts about the friends I had left behind, and the rest of the day was boring. I finished all of my homework by dinner time, and spent the evening reading Twilight, and seeing what was in store for me next. I was scared at the fact that I was going to be almost raped, and resolved to take a weapon with me on that night.

When I awoke in the morning, it was at least thirty degrees, which was freaky for a place like Forks. I loved the fact that there are no school uniforms in most of America, and I pulled on shorts and a colourful t-shirt. Everyone in my family commented on the hot weather, and I became agitated. It was like the biggest new ever: the temperature was actually quite warm.

I arrived at school relatively early, and flopped in the sunshine, appreciating the warmth. I knew that Edward would not be here today, due to his amazing sparkling skin, and so I sought out Angela to be friends with for the day.

She invited me on the trip to Port Angeles with Jessica to shop for dresses for the dance. Jessica was slightly friendlier, as Mike had finally relented and said he would go with her, and she had learnt that it was because I had told him to. I agreed and texted my parents, telling them I would not be home for dinner.

At the end of the day, however, Jess cancelled the trip, claiming that she was going out with Mike. It made me want to throw up, but attempting to be friendly, I forced a smile. I sent my parents another text, and we re-scheduled the trip until Tuesday night.

That night was boring, as I had finished all of my homework, and so I read a book and went to bed early. Evenings in Forks sucked.

The next day was equally hot, and suppressing hopes that Edward would be there, I dressed in light clothes again. I was cautious about wanting to go to Port Angeles with them to shop for dresses. No doubt it would be boring. I tucked a small knife and a loud whistle into my bag, and after school, we jumped into Jessica's car and started driving out of the town limits. I was mildly excited, simply because it was better than sitting at home again, and because I knew that I would see Edward tonight.