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This chapter is a bit of a filler. Don't worry, I will introduce the pack soon.

Disclaimer:I wish. Stephanie Meyer owns all.

Chapter 9 – An Interesting Start to the Day

"Good God, I didn't think two people could ever eat so much" Esme commented as Sasha and I just about cleaned out her cupboards.

"Sorry Esme, you weren't gonna need this were you?" I teased. She just shook her head with an amused smile.

"Well, let's put it this way: when we go to dinner parties we don't have to hide our food, we can just feed it to Sasha and Bella!" Emmett announced gleefully while eying the food Sasha and I placed on the table in front of eyes.

Sasha rolled her eyes. "How did you sleep Bella?" she asked, turning to me, probably to keep the spotlight off the mountain of food perched perilously on her plate.

"Actually, the best I've slept in ages" I grinned.

"Well, I was unfortunate to get the room next Emmett and Rosalie. I didn't know it was safe for two people to have so much SEX!!"

"Sorry." Emmett clearly wasn't. I couldn't help myself. I laughed, and didn't stop laughing until an unmistakable growling sound came from my stomach.

"We don't feed you enough." Shaking his head, Edward sat down next to me, picking up my fork, obviously with the intention of feeding me. "Open wide."

I rolled my eyes and complied until my plate was clear and my hunger was reduced to a dull ache.

"When was the last time we meditated?" Sasha wondered.

"You guys meditate? Why on earth for?" Rosalie asked.

"Helps with control. Clears the mind," mumbled Sasha through a full mouth, having just taken a spoonful of cereal. I nodded in agreement.

After clearing the dishes, Sasha and I situated ourselves on the floor for an hour of meditation. Because of years of practise, I was quick to clear my mind, though I was dimly aware of the others talking amongst themselves. Suddenly I felt something grab my shoulder and push. I fell to the ground in a heap, before springing up into a crouch ready to take anything on.

Sasha circled me with two long staves in one hand, grinning like a maniac.

"Ready or not, here I come," she taunted throwing a stave to me. I smiled evilly and gestured for her to go outside. The Cullen's followed, bemused expressions fixed in place. And the sparring began.

The fight was exhilarating, as it always is. I won, an occurrence rare for me. Maybe it was Edward watching me.

"So do you want to tell us why you beat each other with sticks?" Edward was very curious.

"Because it's better to know how to fight than not knowing. My family was very good at protecting ourselves, except from the Volturi, of course. I want Bella to be able to defend herself. She is actually one the best fighters I've come across." That was a compliment coming from her.

"Yeah...But sticks?"

She paused, unsure of how to put this.

"We have...weapons, to use against your kind." Edward looked confused. "Swords made from bones from our kind, honed to perfection. My mate had come up with the idea. They are unbelievably sharp and strong. They cut through your stone skin like a knife through hot butter."

"Wow." Emmett was impressed. "How many do you have?"

"Six. They were all I recovered after the Volturi captured us. They don't know about the swords' existence, thankfully."

"Can you make more?"

Sasha looked shocked. "No, I'm not prepared to murder any of my kind just for a weapon. There aren't enough of us as it is."

"Can I see them?"

She bit her lip. I had only seen them a twice. The second time she actually let me wield one; it was incredible.

"O-kay... but don't think I'll let you play with them." She made her way into her room, us following closely behind. She walked into her big walk-in-closet and returned with an elaborately made box. Opening it, she slowly lifted out sheath enclosed bone sword.

It was the length of arm; the handle carved to fit her hand. It was disturbing to see the knobbly sphere at the end of the handle and know that it was part of a socket. With a swift movement she flourished the sword, twirling it in a complex series of steps. It was as if the weapon was one with her and she was dancing. The faces around me mirrored my mask of awe.

As I scanned the room, I noticed the time.

"Crap! I gotta go to my lesson. See you after!" I left after planting a quick kiss on Edward's surprised lips.

I ran to my class at a speed almost unhuman, and was surprised to see that it hadn't started yet. I was pleased to find that I was sharing yet another class with Tami. She waved me over to two girls she was sitting with.

Tami was quick to introduce me to them. Apparently Sarah, Tami and Katie were friends from school. I bonded with them instantly, as they all reminded me of my old friend Angela. I felt that I would be friends with them all through college.

It was strange; starting over again. It was similar starting at Forks High: going from a place where I didn't fit in, to a place where I made friends instantly, without all the ever so persistent boys like Mike, Tyler and Eric.

As we talked, the teacher swept in with an apology, and the class began.

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