sorry I took so long to update...this is a long chapter, so you people better be happy..lol...and for those who read When Pig's Fly...I'll update very soon...okay...oh...you're going to hate me...but I've been banned again...was caught on the computer when I wasn't suppose to be on...lol...and keep updated on my blog...I'll be posting little insiders or quotes...so keep updated...thanks Melting Gold for editing...bye bye...and enjoy reading...

The Way Idiots Really Run

"I've often said, the only thing standing between me and greatness is me."
Woody Allen


Allegory265: well it's about 2 in the morning and I'm pretty tired. How about you?

A Shade of red Phantom: same here

Allegory265: I really enjoyed talking to you

A shade of red Phantom: same here. Can I ask you a question?

Allegory265: you just did but you can ask another one

A shade of red Phantom: do you think we know each other?

Allegory265: It's possible, but I would know you in a instant if we did meet

A shade of red Phantom: why do you say that?

Allegory265: cause you are not like most people. You're different. You're kind, sweet, warm hearting, You're not like my friends at all.

A shade of red Phantom: looks can be deceiving

Allegory265: that's true

A shade of red Phantom: after all, your screen name means...description of one thing under the image of another

Allegory265: ah, I see you know the meaning of my screen name. As be told, Je dois y aller (Imust go)

Allegory265: Bonne nuit (Good-night)


A shade of red Phantom:Bonne nuit, Au revoir..lol

Allegory265 has signed off.


I finished talking to my new screen name buddy. Something about it made me feel happy, but also frightened. I had no idea who was on the other side of the screen. I mean, for all I know it could be Mike Newton or even Emmett Cullen.

I wasn't sleepy at all. I was all excited and hyper, from meeting my new screen name buddy. I mean it's creept, sure, but this person can be a friend to me. I finally fell asleep and the next morning was the same as yesterday.

"Bella, get up", Edward called.

"I'm coming", I slowly got off and went to the door.

"What is it?", I asked him.

"We have to go in early again", his eyes were cold as usual.

"Fine, I'll get ready", I closed the door and got dressed quickly, before Mr. Patrol came to get me. I ate, brushed my hair and teeth and got my stuff together.

"I'm ready", I called out.

"Well then come to the car", I walked to Edward.

"So, did you talk to your screen name buddy", I asked him, when we were in the car.

"You can say that", I wasn't sure if it was just me, but I swear that I saw him smiling. So I just asked what he was smiling about.

"It's nothing. Now remember as an honor student, you are expected to do all your homework. So, did you do it?", he asked.

"Yes, I did. It was pretty easy", I smiled.

"Sure", he said.

"Want to check my answers?", I challenged him.

"I think, I will", he smiled back, but it was a forced smile.

"Hold on, let me get it out", I dug through my backpack and fished for my homework.

"Here it is", I handed him the paper. We were finally at school and he took out his homework to compare his answers to mine. He really thought I was stupid, well I'll show Mr. Perfect, he has competition now. I watched him and when he finished his eyes were both shocked ad angry. "What?", I asked him.

"You have the same answers as me", I smiled wickedly.

"Don't judge a book by it's cover. I'm smarter than you think", I laughed.

"I guess I should known better", he growled.

"Well...", I paused getting out of the car.

"You're scaring me, Mr. Perfect", I giggled.

"Don't calling me that", he snapped.

"Very well, but just to tell you. You have some competition now, don't let down your guard, I know I won't", I smiled wickedly at him.

"Don't think of yourself so highly, Miss Swan. I certainly won't let you win", his voice cold.

"Very well. Then let the games begin", I smirked evilly at him. I got out of the car and made my way to my friends. I noticed something different about the way they were acting. The way they were dressed. Something was up and they weren't telling me.

"Hey everyone!", I yelled, as soon as they saw me coming, they whispered something among themselves.

"What's up", I asked.

"Nothing. Well, sorry, but I have to go", Kyle said. Today he didn't have his usual stupid T-shirts that said something on them. He was wearing clothes you find people who are rich or even popular. maybe you should say: He was clothes the usual ruich and popular kids wore at school. Something like: nice, fit silk pants and a solid color shirt that matched his tan jacket. I must say, he did look very good, but it just wasn't him.

"What's with the clothes", I eyed Kyle, he seemed nervous.

"Nothing", he snapped and walked away. I just watched him leave, there was obviously something they were keeping from me, if they were going to be that way, then I have no choice but to act the same way.

"I have to go. I have something, I have to do", I walked away from and headed the opposite direction from the path Kyle took. Did they not trust me, I gave them my word. This was the reason why I hardly trusted people, or was open to them mentally. They always let me down, this is what I hated the most, to feel betraied.

My mom always told me I was too cautious, too aware of my surrounding areas, but it wasn't my fault, that's how I was,... that was my nature. To tell you the truth, becoming friends with Casey, Ryan, and Kyle was hard, well not for me, but for them. They kept coming and introducing themselves to me, but I just ignored them, I didn't want anything to do with them, but now I see that I wanted to be their friend, to be able to put myself in their hands.

Seeing that they are keeping something from me, is making doubt their friendship.(There's a reason they're acting like this...and I'm not going to tell you...hahahaha)

I wanted to be able to trust a person with my life, I wanted to know that someone will be there for me and not keep things from me. Was that so hard to ask, or even understand? At times, I don't know myself at all. I feel like, I'm just a doll, with an empty soul, or I just don't belong with these types of people. I didn't really know who I was...was I just some girl who was just here because, or was I here for a reason? (there's a reason why I put this section up...it has to do with Bella...and yes Melting Gold...it also has to do with upcoming events)

I didn't know how to answer that question. I never knew how to answer it...

I finally made it to class. I was the first to arrive to my advance physic class, I took my seat next to the window and just stared out from it. Millions of questions kept filling my mind, questions that could lead me to doubt every human being on this earth. I know, that the past fews years...the Bella Swan everyone saw and thought they knew...was a complete and utter fake. The real Bella Swan was a complete mess. The real Bella Swan didn't trust anyone and forced herself to smile for others.

I sometimes wonder if there was another human like me who understands what I was feeling, was there such a person.

I was a lot smarter than people gave me credit for. I just didn't show it, I always played the class clown, but now I was getting tired of it, I wanted to be someone I wasn't. Or maybe be the real me.

I kept looking out the window, my elbow on the desk and my cheek in my hand. I noticed people now a days only have their minds on the opposite sex or international gossip. The only thing people care for were beautiful people- it was no longer personality, it's looks, it's all about looks. That's all they know and willing to know.

The phrase- Only Beautiful people get accepted... crossed my mind.

Sure I wanted to be a beauty, but not the type who's seen on the front cover of magazines. I wanted to be the type of beauty who can see the world. I wanted to be the type of person, who knew answers to questions people refused to believe. That's what I wanted to be. I wanted to be that type of beauty, the type with a beautiful personality, it doesn't matter to me if I don't have a pretty face, as long as I have a beautiful soul.

I guess I was too deep in thought, that I didn't know class had started, let alone, known my name was being called to answer a question. The person who sat next to me, started to tapped my shoulder.

"The teacher's calling you", he whispered in my ear.

"The answer is: Sonoluminescence is the generation of small light bursts in liquids caused by sound. Bubbles form in the liquid at low pressure points of the sound wave, then collapse again as a high pressure wave passes. At the point of collapse a small flash of light is produced. The exact cause has been the subject of intense speculation and research", he whispered in my ear. I could feel his warm breathe on my neck, giving me shivers.

"Well Miss Swan, do you know the answer", the teacher asked. I repeated everything that the boy next to me said.

I turned to him, while the teacher had his back to us. "Thank you so much", I whispered only low enough for him to hear.

"You're welcome", he smiled.

"I'm Isabella Swan, but you can call me Bella", I smiled and offered my hand.

"I'm Landon Ordwell", he smiled, for the first time I noticed he had a British accent.

"I don't think I've seen you around before", I looked at him closely. "Nah, I'm not very popular or talked about. I moved here last year, but I can say that I have heard about you", he winked. Not popular, by golly gee, he's as good looking as- well as Eward. Landon has ray side bans, slight mixture of strawberry hair and gold blond hair, and the strangest color of blueish/ violet eyes.

"I'm taking that, the things you heard about me, aren't very pretty or nice", I smiled slyly.

"Not really, but I can say that whatever they say is not true. They don't know you at all, but nor do I", he smiled handsomely.

""The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart."", he whispered in my ear, his breath tickling my skin and sending my head in dizziness overload. I focused on trying to contain my previous state of mind. (AN: and to answer questions...like why hasn't Bella seen him before...she's never had class with him...remember Bella had her classes change, and she belongs in a different "group of people...and by the way...I don't know half the kids at my school...I never even seen some of them...it's kind of funny if you think about it)

"Helen Keller. Impressive", it was my turn to whisper in his ear. I waited for his reaction, to see what affects I had on him, the same way he had on me.

"I only try to impress the best", his eyes were on mine now, I was completely lost in them.

"Do you always try, or does it come naturally to you. After all, you are only a man...or so to speak. You've done your job fairly well, if that's what you wish to hear", I never looked away from his eyes. Not even if I tried, something, -unreadable-unimaginable- undetected was trying to spill by me and enter the home of my unwanted soul.

"I'm glad you think so, after all, you are merely a girl who's trying to find herself in this collated world", he released me from his gaze.

"Merely, but unattainable", I looked at the teacher now. The class finally finished and I went on my way to leave to the next few classes I had.

"Bella", someone called me. I turned to see Edward with an expression of blankness.

"Yes", I said politely.

"I saw that you were talking the whole class time to Landon Ordwell", did I sense a hint of jealou or just irritation.

"Yes, what of it", I asked not so nicely.

"You better stay focused in class. After all, they expect the best from you, as they do from me", I was wrong.

"I understand, I'll make a note so it won't happen again", my voice somewhat sad. I noticed the shock on Edward's face. "What?", I asked him, slightly blushing.

"You're not rebelling like you usually do. Are you feeling well", he seemed genuinely concerned.

"Yes, I'm fine. I'm just thinking that's all, but thank you for worrying", I smiled a little and he smiled back.

"Okay, let's go to our next class", was I that easy to read, was I allowing people to see. I had to block them, I can't let them see, not matter what.

The rest of the classes went by and then it was lunch. I didn't feel hungry and certainly didn't want to sit with my pack of friends. So I went into the library, and logged into the computer.

I checked my emails and saw that my screen name buddy was on.


A shade of red Phantom: We finally speak again

Allgory265: so it seems, I can say, it's rather boring today. As usual, the queen bee is making herself well known

A shade of red Phantom: is that irritation that I detect from you...lol

Allegory265: I guess you can say, but can't I say the same for you

A shade of red Phantom: merely

Allegory265: may I ask, where you are located at this time, shall I say the cafeteria

A shade of red Phantom: no, but I don't think I will tell you, if I do. I'm sure you'll hunt me down

Allegory265: Likewise

A shade of red Phantom: so how has your day been so far

Allegory265: same as usual, nothing interesting, actually I take that back, I did find something interesting today

A shade of red Phantom: may I ask what that was

Allegory265: I would tell you, but then I'd have to kill you...lol (joke)

Allegory265: it was a person

A shade of red Phantom: female or male

Allegory265: I shall not speak a word of it

A shade of red Phantom: do you not trust me or do you detest me?

Allegory265: neither, but in time, I shall tell you. I just want to get to know the person better. That's all. do you mean either or neither?

A shade of red Phantom: I understand.

A shade of red Phantom: know, before the hope is gone...

Allegory265: you seem like a reasonable person

A shade of red Phantom: you can say that...lol

Allegory265; but I do...you are a very warm hearted person...wishful indeed

A shade of red Phantom: I think we should leave...it seems lunch period is almost over

Allgeory265: I agree. I shall talk to you later...bye

A shade of red Phantom: bye

Allegory265 has signed off.

(AN: now you don't know who it is...mahahahah...)


I went to my next class, but not before seeing Casey, Kyle and Ryan leave the lunch room. I'm sure they saw me, since they were making their way to me, but thankfully Landon appeared before me.

"I see that you need some rescuing, may I insist on helping", he had a wicked smile.

"Thank you", I whispered. I never did make eye contact with Casey, Kyle, and Ryan, but I knew they saw me. I went to my next class with Landon, not looking at him, but the floor instead.

"Are you okay", he asked. No, I'm not. I'm not fine, not at all.

"Yeah, I'm fine", I smiled weakly. "You're lying. I can see right through your lies Bella, you should work on them a little more", he laughed.

"I guess I should", I still didn't meet his gaze. I went over and took my seat next to Edward, he seemed a little tired than he usual is, and it's strange.

"Are you okay Edward", I asked him. He turned and nodded. I paid attention this time in class. To my surprise it was actually interesting.

"Okay everyone. I have some news. As the head of the history department here on the campus, I decided that it would be fairly nice if we go on a trip to the east side of America. We will see all the historic landmarks and places where the history began", everyone in the class was excited. I was as well, until Dr. McCane called me to the office. Edward came with me and sat to my right.

"Miss Swan, as you heard, they will be a trip to the east coast", Dr. McCane asked me.

"Yes", I frowned. "We are willing to let you go, if you continue with keeping your grades up and if Mr. and Mrs. Cullen allow it", I glanced at Edward through the corner of my eyes. "Very well. You may go back to class now", Dr. McCane excused us and we headed down the hall and into our class.

"If you maintain your grades, I'm sure you can go", Edward said in a strictly business voice. "I understand", I said in a bored tone.

"Bella", Edward asked, the tone of his voice was different now. "Yes", I kept my eyes focused straight.

"Would you like to go-to the park with me, after school", he whispered the last word. I was completely shocked, not knowing what to say- after all, this was Edward Cullen, my immortal enemy we're talking about. I walked in silence, dumbfound and probably looking like some utter moron.

"Um- sure", I smiled and glanced at him through the corner of my eye. There was something almost instinctively different about Edward Cullen today, something I couldn't quite put my finger on. I saw him blush slightly and for the first time in years, I saw that boy...the boyish boy I made my promise with. The boy who could have been there for me. I looked into his eyes, and surely enough, there he was- he came back to me...

I smiled widely and blushed- the boy had been completely lost in his empty shell for so long- for what seemed like an eternity to me.

"I'd love to go", I blushed. The rest of school went on, I awaited anxiously to go with Edward to the park, I loved the park, I was always a child at heart and will continue to be. When class ended, Edward walked up to me, " Are you ready to go", a smile played on his flawless lips.

"Yes. I'm ready", I bounced up and down. The ride to the park was exciting, well at least for me. I looked out the window as we arrived and I nearly jumped out of the car. "Relax Bella", Edward whispered as he now stood by me. I danced myself all the way to the swings and started to hum and sing. Edward gracefully took the swing nest to me, swinging back and forth.

I was smiling away, but when I looked at Edward, he seemed almost troubled. "Edward, are you okay", I asked him.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just thinking about exams and tests...all those kind of things", he whispered, a blush playing on his lovely skin.

"You know- you should live a little, I know it's not the best hearing it from me, but it will do you some good", I looked at him.

"The world isn't full of exams and grades- sooner or later, you will be put to the test of life. How much do you truly know? How much are you willing to know? The answers can not be found in a book or on paper. The answers must be found from in here", I pointed to my heart.

"Life is too short to be too cautious, after all, we only have one life- one mere simple task to live. What will you do with that gift you are given. My advise...use it wisely, you might never know-", I was standing up, still holding onto the iron chains of the swing.

"You might die tomorrow. How do you want us to remember you", here I was giving him life advise, yet I couldn't even listen to my own advise. What kind of person am I?

"It's not as simple- it's not as easy as it sounds, but if you try-if you're willing to work and take each step, I'm sure it won't be hard", I took my gaze off the sky and looked at Edward who was shocked, but also understanding.

"Life is like a boat", I smiled and watched as the pink blush on his cheeks spreed. "You really are not who you seem to be", Edward said.

"Life is not what it appears to be", I looked at him, my eyes searching only his.

Edward's face seem to get pinker by the minute, he didn't look well at all. I walked over to him as he still continued to sit. I leaned in, but he seemed to back away.

"I'm not going to kiss you", I smiled wickedly. I grabbed his face with my hands and laid my forehead on his. He was burning up, I knew he didn't look well, he was refusing any help from any one.

"You have a fever", I whispered in his ear. "I think we should get going, before you burn up some more. Let me drive, don't worry I won't ruin your car- I don't think you're in the state of mind to drive with a fever", I continued to hold his face in my hands, unwilling to let go.

"C'mon", I said, helping him get up.

EPOV

I was completely shocked about what Bella said. Was there more to her than meets the eyes. She seemed to know the answers to everything, and I was merely shocked on what she said. I still tried to understand each word she said, but couldn't, especially since I feel like I have a fever.

I felt like I'm getting dizzy, the ground along with Bella is starting to spin. I saw the concern look on Bella's face as she made her way towards me. She grabbed my face in between her silk small hands and leaned in, her eyes on mine. What is she doing, is she trying to kiss me!?

I pulled back, my blushes blending in with my fever. I looked at her face, then her eyes, and then her flawless, mesmerizing light ruby lips. Her lips were the highlight on any man's day, so smooth, soft, almost like silk.

"I'm not going to kiss you", she said with a wicked smile. I'm sure she saw the unease look on my face, but I hope he didn't see the slight lust that hid in my eyes. Once more she grabbed my face in her small, delectable hands, leaning in until our foreheads touched.

"You have a fever", she whispered in my ear. Her breath linge on my neck- our faces only inches apart. "I think we should get going, before you burn up some more. Let me drive, don't worry I won't ruin your car- I don't think you're in the state of mind to drive with a fever", she continued to speak, still holding my face.

"C'mon", she helped me up. She did the most unthinkable thing I would not imagine she would do. She stuck her hand in on my my pants pockets, digging for something. And then checked the other one.

"What are you doing?", I blushed.

"Looking for your keys", she lifted the pair of keys, so I could see them. "Really Edward, what did you think I was doing?", she whispered in my neck.

"Surely, you didn't think I was making a move on you. You're so silly. A sick boy as yourself, no I wouldn't, but if you prefer", her lips slightly touching my throat. I was shivering like a dog, blushing tomato red.

"Nah, I wouldn't do that to you", she hit my arm playfully. I looked at her then snatched my keys from her hands. "I'm driving, there's no way, you're getting behind my wheel, especially after what you did to AJ's car, heck no", I walked, well more like wobbled to the car. I almost made it- almost being the keyword! (added by Melting Gold)

Bella pushed me against my car door, turning me around to face her. "I'm not going to let you drive Edward", she pressed her body against mine. I was starting to feel the teenage hormone, as her body pressed on further.

"You can't even walk straight. Look at you Edward, do you want to die, I don't feel like I want to end up as road mush or a monument of the dead", I watched as anger, frustration, and amusement crossed her eyes. She snacked the keys from my hands and pushed me towards the passengers seat.

I got in without complaint, only because she threatened to ruin my car if I disobeyed her. She fixed herself on the drivers seat, putting the key into the egnition. "Now, be a good boy and try to sleep until we get you home, it's best if you do, maybe the fever will go down a little", she said as she messed with the radio stations.

I closed my eyes only to open them quickly to a familiar melody that was playing. "Tristesse", I questioned.

"Why yes, I love this piece. It's so relaxing, but reminds me of a child. After all, it's one of my favorite pieces to play on the piano and violin", she laughed. I knew she played the piano, but didn't know she played the violin. "When did you learn to play the violin", I asked skeptical.

"I've been playing for a couple of years, but I also play the cello. I though you would obviously know that", her eyes were narrow as they looked on the road.

"Well obviously not", I looked out the window now. I'm pretty sure I fell asleep, because someone was shaking my shoulder to wake me up.

"Wh-at?!", I said in tired voice. "C'mon Edward, we're home. I'll help you out okay", I felt her hand on my forehead, then felt it wrap around under my arms. "Your fever hasn't gone down and no one's home. So I'm going to have to watch you, okay? It seems the others went out for a day or two", she informed me. Where could they have possibly gone? It didn't matter at this moment, I wasn't feeling well at all.

Wait!- Ah! How could I forget, dad told me he was going with the family out of town. Damnit why didn't I remember.how can they go and not tell them? (They're nice to each other for now...anyways Edward is sick, and Bella feels sorry for him...lol...if that answers questions like- why is Edward and Bella so nice to each other)

My body was covered in sweat and I was shivering. "Let's hurry in", I obeyed Bella. I didn't know where she took me, the only thing I know was, that she gave me new clothes and told me to change.

"Can you leave", I asked blushing. "Sure", I saw a smile on her face. She turned around and I slipped off my shirt and pants, replacing them with the new clothes she gave me.

"Okay, you can turn around", and she did. "Here lay down, we have to lower your fever. Okay. So for today, just pretend we aren't enemies or that we hate each other", she said in a sad tone.

I was already falling asleep, when I felt something wet and cold on my forehead. 'Relax and sleep, you need it", she whispered in my ear as she wrapped the blankets around me. I was grateful to her at this moment. Only for now and nothing more... (shouldn't she give him some cold pills or something?-Melting Gold...no, because that'll ruin all my fun...lol)

BPOV

I watched as Edward slept on my bed. He seemed like a child, so peaceful and quiet. I wiped the sweat off his forehead and placed a wet cloth on it. I played with his hair a little whipping them from his eyes. He was like the Edward I once knew, not the new Edward that I hated.

I sat on my bed next to him, just humming as he slept. The rest of the Cullens seem to have gone somewhere, just my luck. I need Dr. Cullen and he's not here.

It was late, at least eight o'clock and Edward has been sleeping for two hours, I'm sure he'll be hungry when he wakes up. I went downstairs and made him some chicken soup, I hope he didn't mind, after all, I did watch over him. After I finished making his soup I went upstairs and sat the food on my dresser.

I checked his fever and it seem to have gone down a little. He seem to finally be waking up. I saw his emerald green eyes and I smiled. "Hey there, you feeling any better", I leaned towards him.

"Yeah a little", he pushed himself up, put he didn't have to strength. I grabbed his elbow and helped him sit up. "Here, I made you some food", he looked at me shocked.

"Don't get the wrong idea, we're not friends or anything and I'm definitely not your personal maid. I made it because if you don't get better, than everyones going to think I killed you or something", put on a stern face.

"Fair enough, thank you", he had the smallest slightest smile on his face.

"Your very welcome", I handed him the food. He finally ate and fell asleep again, really he's such a child. What do people see in you, what do people want from us? (AN...what I mean is...people expect things from them...it's kind of like...well example...your life has been planned out for you before you were even born...your parents expect a lot of things from you...well this example mostly goes to really rich people..lol)

In the world that we live in, nothing is as it seems, yet there is a door, a secret room, waiting, seeking for someone to find it's key and turn the knob to find the world that we refuse to see.

There are people who are born to be different, can this boy be one. Can he be one if he tried. I didn't know, but I knew I was getting really sleepy and wanted to sleep know. I pulled up and chair and arranged it so it was next to my bed. I folder my arms and laid my head in them. My eye lids were heavy, I could no longer keep them open. I finally fell asleep, dreaming of a world were people, were who they were supposed to be.

EPOV

When I woke up, I could easily tell it was morning, the light from the sun rays, scattered tiny pattern around the room. I hadn't noticed until now, that I was far from being in my room, instead I was at Bella's. I lifted myself up, my elbows helping me with my weak strength, but I felt a something heavy on the sheets.

I turned to see a sleeping Bella on the bed, her arms folded and her head laying gently on them. She was sitting on a chair, I felt a sudden wave of guilt cross me. She sat up last night to take care of me, at that thought I blushed. I tapped her shoulder to wake her up, after all we had only one hour to get to school.

"Bella, wake up. We have to get ready for school", I shook her shoulder and with that she fell off the chair, I held back a burst of laughter.

"Ugh, I hate school", she hissed as she rubbed her eyes. I felt much better, but still a little weak. "I see you're color return to you. You seem better", she sighed.

"Yes, thank you again", I looked away from her.

"No problem. I think we should get ready now", she got up from the floor and headed to her closet. "What to wear -what to wear?", she repeated in a singing voice. I watched amazed by the creature who stood before me, surely this was not the Bella Swan you see at school. The Bella Swan who I've been competing against since grade school; don't get me wrong, I still don't like her, but I kind of got the wrong impressive of her.

She finally got out a baby blue shirt with navy jeans. I watched as she retrieved her bra and a pair of underwear, she went into the bathroom; acting as if I wasn't even there. What was I still doing here in her room? What did I want from her? Well that was an obvious question. Nothing.

I wanted nothing from her, or nothing to do with her. She's the mere barbaric female who has no lady like dignity, but that's what separated her from the rest, she could stand out, and she wanted to. She didn't want to follow the idiotic pyramid of levels of society in school. Where it was simply palpable where the monarchy stood-people like me; and the untouchables-people like Bella, this was the way life was in the universe of Fork High. People know wanted and never gave.

It was simple. Follow the rules of the society ladder and don't mingle with others outside your own kind. For example, people like me were not to talk to people like Bella. Yet, Bella was different; she was not the one of the untouchables that the nobles or monarchy have refered her to. No, she belonged to a whole other pyramid; there was no room for an outcast or one who takes time to think about life or the sky.

She was a monarchy and a race of her own. Not even her friends could dream to sustain that positions of heir to her own race. She was far to high in the ladder, by now it was impossible to reach her. Could one simply be alarmed and change dramatically. One might say yes, but others might say no. They are to afraid to see what's there before them, but Bella has expected it. That's what made her far more interesting and unreachable. Because you knew once you looked at her; she didn't care for such foolishness as to follow the simple rules of high school; no she was beyond that; beyond me.

Not even I; who wish to know the world could reach her. No matter how hard I tried; it was merely impossible. She was far to wise too fall into the rubbish of heir to what? Far too remarkable to look way and hope that the world might spin in the opposite direction. The only thing was to make her a piece of the world we lived in. (AN: I'm sorry if you don't understand this...most people wouldn't...it has to do with the emotions most or half the teenage population feels...it's kind of like being depressed or just putting on a mask in front of everyone. That's how I usually feel like...so if you do understand...thanks and if you don't...please bare with me..I'm not being the real me...that's what I really mean...that's what Edward feels like...we're wearing a mask in an unmask grand ball...lol)

In the game of chess, the queen and king are by far the highest; each piece moves at it's own pace. Some protecting their royals, others risking their lives. But- if in a game of chess, the goal is to win, risking everything you have- Bella was not a chess piece-no, she was the master that placed us within our hold.

Check mate

BPOV

We finally made it to school on time, sparing us only five minutes to get to class. There was something almost odd about Edward.

I didn't bother to look for the others, I didn't feel like talking or even seeing them. It's strange, one minute you think you know them, the next you don't. I could say the same about Edward. I had the most unrefined impression of him.

I sat in my physics class, not noticing Landon taking his seat next to mine. "Hello", he said in his heavy British accent.

"Hi", I blushed as I made contact with his eyes. "Such a lovely day. Isn't it?", his voice like calm waves on a summer day.

"It is", I smiled. "You don't look happy today. Are you tired, or just troubled", he looked at me.

"Tired, I didn't get enough sleep last night", I nervously said. "Ah", was his reply.

"Bella", he asked. "Yes", I didn't look at him as he spoke.

"Would you like to go to dinner with me", with that he had my full focus. "Um- I-I...sure", I muttered and blushed.

"Shall we go Friday night", he smiled dazzling at me. I searched my mind, thinking of any plans I have. Friday night were my usual Casey, Ryan, and Kyle hang out days. "Nope. I'm free", I smiled at him.

"Wonderful, I'll pick you up at seven-", but I cut him off before he could say anything more. "How about I meet you here. At school I mean", I smiled at him.

"Okay", we went back to focus on our work. Today was Wednesday, boring and slow. I hated the middle of the week. School was a place designed to destroy the brain of half the teenage population into mush, so they would be more complicated at home, were the parents who are the authority would have their child rebel against them.

Rebel? On the contrary I am not a child who could rebel so easily, but I have been known to do the most scandalizing things in the history of Forks High. One might say, such a child as me, is a bad role model for younger childen, but I say screw that.

I may seem rebellious on the outside, but I'm not in the inside, no one gives me the time of day to show more of myself. Still, I am also to blame, I don't give people the time of day as well.

Still-

Dear anonymous person;

My name will be left unsaid. My life is not what it seems to be; I am not who I seem to be.

This letter is the last of my existence, before I decide that I will change. Yes- still, never;

Life is short, live a little, stop living in caution, life is too short for that. Seems so easy when I write this down, but it's much harder than you think. Anonymous person, what is your choice? Do you know who you really are?

Today is Wednesday, I've decided that I will think about the sky, what will you think about?

Ask yourself a question, can you really answer it?

Sincerely The simply and insane-

(AN: there's a reason for this letter...okay...bye bye)


Hope you liked this chapter...bye bye