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I stood there for hours wondering what my father talked to Edward about. Father had never showed interest in the guys that surrounded me, not even the ones he introduced me to. As far as I know, he rarely talked to anyone except me, Evelyn, and a select group of vampires whom he had known for centuries.

But then again, I reminded myself, Edward isn't like any of those guys. Edward had been the first guy ever to have ticked me off and not spent the rest of the conversation on his knees begging my forgiveness. And he was also the first to release me from his hold like I was a hot potato or something. I giggled at the memories. Wait, why am I thinking about that!

I took a deep breath, attempting to shake the thoughts out of my head, but noticed that the air smelled strange. It smells like smoke. I sniffed again and tried to pinpoint where it was coming from. It wasn't the forest, at least not anywhere near the mansion. It was coming from the edge of the forest, a little past where I had left my car. In the direction of Edward's house, I realized. Evelyn's there! Please be okay. I thought frantically as I turned, yanked the door open and ran downstairs. John was on his way upstairs, but I grabbed his shirt, startling him.

"Tell my father there's a fire at the Cullens!" I ordered, releasing him and continuing my way down the steps.

I reached the door and swung it open before running towards the edge of the forest. The smoke was much thicker now and the smell made my nose burn. I could see the black smoke rising above the trees in front of me. The house must be burned down to the ground by now!

The trees began to thin and I could see my Mercedes still parked where I left it. Across the street, the once beautiful white house glowed with orange and red flames. Evelyn and Edward's family was standing a few feet away from my car looking at the house. I let out a sigh of relief and walked up to them.

"What happened?" I asked, stupefied. They all turned to look at me and I saw the guilty look on Evelyn's face.

"I kind of let my power get out of hand," she explained, ashamed.

"What were you doing?" I saw no reason for her to have used her power in the first place. She was only supposed to hand him the invitation, not burn his house down! I thought, worried that this was somehow my fault.

"I guess I got over-excited," she said. She looked like a child who had been caught stealing a cookie. I knew she couldn't help it, though. Her powers were tied to her emotions and sometimes they are activated without warning.

"It's alright," a tall blonde man said calmly. "No one was hurt." Who is he? I haven't seen him before.

"But where are you going to stay?" Evelyn wondered. Oh no! I really hope she isn't going to do what I think she is going to do.

I heard a noise behind me and turned to see my father walking out of the forest. He waved his hand and the flames that were eating at the house disappeared in an instant leaving only the charred remains behind. Edward's family looked shocked and I watched the bulky rub his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things. I giggled and the blonde girl glared at me. My father continued to walk over to us, acting as if he made major fires disappear every day, and stood by me.

"We insist that you stay with us until your home is repaired," my father said, his tone full of authority. This voice commanded obedience and could make any vampire quake in their shoes. A huge satisfied grin spread across Evelyn's face and I glared at her.

"If it's not too much of a bother," the women said. She had caramel colored hair and a heart shaped face. She seemed gentle and kind; she reminded me of my mother.

"Not at all," my father replied. "Bella will help you get adjusted. Won't you dear?" I stared at him like he was speaking in a foreign language. But you speak ten languages. I ignored the irrelevant thought and narrowed my eyes at him. He stared me down and I sighed in defeat, looking down and nodding. "Good. Then let's go." He turned and strode back into the trees and I followed him, not looking back once. I could feel the stares on the back of my neck, but I ignored it. Evelyn sped up to catch up with me.

"Bella, why aren't you wearing shoes?" she whispered in my ear. My eyes widened and I looked down at my bare feet.

I forgot to put on shoes? Worse than that, I realized that I had left the house in short shorts and a tight tank top. I pinched my nose and shook my head to avoid answering her question, trying to ignore the chuckles I heard coming from my father and Edward. What do they think is so funny? When our house came into view I realized that almost every resident stood outside, anxious for our return. John stood at the front of the group and he ran to me the moment he saw me.

"Bella! Are you okay?" he asked, panicked. I looked at him and smiled. He could be my decoy, I realized.

"I'm fine" I assured him. "Do you mind showing our guests to their rooms while I go change?" I asked in my most alluring voice. I saw his eyes cloud over and knew it was working. He nodded obediently and I grinned.

"Thank you," I said sweetly before weaving through the crowd and into the house.

I dashed upstairs to my room and shut the door behind me. I went into the closet and picked a less revealing pair of shorts and a t-shirt. I also grabbed a pair of comfortable flip-flops and went into the bathroom to change and fix my hair.

Why was I so worried? I knew that Evelyn couldn't have died in the fire because of her power. Then why was I so worried? What is happening to me? I finished changing and picked up my scattered clothes and threw them into the laundry basket. I heard a knock on my door.

"Bella?" It was Edward. What is he doing here? "Can I come in?"

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