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Chapter 10

The Call

Bella's POV

I'm missing something. Okay, I'm missing a lot, but I'm sure that there's one thing that I'm missing that's more important than any other things. Where the heck does 'stupid lamb' fit into my forgotten memory? I had another slip-up the night before and I only heard my own voice saying: "What a stupid lamb."

I don't understand.

I am improving, though. Just yesterday I remembered someone remarking about me stabbing someone with a pencil. I don't think I'd ever stab anyone with anything, though, so I don't understand that, either.

I've been in Vienna for exactly a week. A week to "recover", two days to get used to my new school, and a week to get to know the Cravens. The latter was easy because Greg and Dee would suit anybody's idea of hospitality. My two days at school were much more complicated, however.

Finding out more about the Cullens was my number one priority. I've figured that there can't be many Cullens in the world, and it's pretty coincidental that the Doctor Cullen Jessica remarked about that wasn't in Forks, was suddenly in this new town he'd only been in for a couple weeks. Hmmm. Pixie girl was still on my mind. I didn't even know her name, so I resigned myself to call her Pixie Girl.

Today was weirder, if possible, than yesterday. I sat in the exact same place in the cafeteria as I had the day before, but Pixie Girl sat with her back to me, not allowing any peek of her gorgeous, but tortured brother (I think) come into my view. As if he could notice anything other than the cracks in the wall, I thought.

Trig was the same, though. The same stilted silence at our table, and the occasional slight turning of the head from her. One time, after the teacher asked me a question, I turned and caught her looking at me, her big…I thought for a word…golden eyes penetrating my plain brown ones. Who has golden eyes?

"Bella?" I was startled out of my reverie when Dee poked her head through my door.

"Oh, hey." I said. "What's up?"

"I'm just checking up on how you are. Is school okay?" she smiled and sat on the bed opposite from me.

I nodded, and said, "It's great, but it's only my second day, so who knows what other things I've yet to find out?"

We laughed and she started to say something, paused, and placed her hand on mine. "Bella, I received a call from Charlie yesterday. He was asking how you were."

"He also told me some things I might tell you to somehow help you remember."

I leaned forward, and listened hard, my mental hands pressed up against the black wall, ready to push when the opportunity striked.

"He asked if you might remember any boy by the name of…" she stopped and closed her eyes. "Wait, I know it…Jacob. Charlie told me his last name, but God forbid, I can't remember. We're in the same boat now, I guess."

I wracked my mind, and ended up coming up with nothing. I thought Charlie might be hiding something from me, and could've given me more information, but whatever. The only Jacob I remembered was an old child-

"Yeah, I had an old childhood friend named Jacob, but nothing recent concerning him. Why did he give you that info?"

"I don't know, Bella. He seemed reluctant to give anything else.

"Oh, well, the only Jacob I remember is one of my childhood friends from when I used to visit Charlie in Forks." I said, sighing. This boy, apparently, wasn't present much enough in my other life to guarantee his place in my memory.

"Okay, well, dinner will be ready in about thirty minutes. Your dessert should be a great hit with the boys tonight." she smiled, and left the room.

Jacob…try as I might, that name triggered nothing. Not one sentence. The more I thought about it, the angrier I got at Charlie. I mean, I'd never been a very social person, but I'm sure I had other friends beside Jessica, Mike, and this Jacob kid. Seriously. I thought over the sentences that had heroically broken through my black wall, and realized that Charlie was keeping something from me. He stopped Jessica from talking about Doctor Cullen, and he's withholding precious information from me. What is he trying to keep from me?

I'd figured out that Pixie Girl had to be related to the mysterious Doctor Cullen when the phone rang. Dee had insisted on getting me a phone to place in my room, even as I resisted, she won over. So, I thought as I walked to the outlet of the persistent ringing, this had to be the first time I picked up my phone.

On the way over, I tripped on a ripple in the rug, and picked up the phone, breathless.

"Hello?"

Silence, then "Bella?"

"Who is this?"

"Ummm, well, Charlie might not have said something about me, but this is Jacob Black."

Black. Okay, I remember his whole name now. Now what do I say?

"Oh. Hi." Oh, very creative, Bella.

"I'm really sorry about your accident. I was hoping maybe you would remember me a little bit, but Charlie said you forgot the past nine months, so I guess you only remember me as a kid, right?"

This is weird. I haven't talked to this boy in…okay maybe a few months, but I don't remember. "Yeah, I remember you getting dirty when we made mud pies?" It came out as a question.

"Yeah!" He definitely got excited easily. "Well, I'm using up two months of allowance to talk, but that's okay, knowing you remember me a little. There's some people who can't say the same." He chuckled a dark laugh.

"Who do you mean." I asked. Finally, some answers.

"I don't know if I should be the one to inform you, Bella. Why hasn't Charlie told you about Cullen, yet? That sounds like something my old man would do." The chuckle had an edge of nervousness this time, like he regretted saying anything in the first place.

"Cullen? Who Cullen?"

"Maybe I shouldn't say anything, Bella." He was definitely on edge, now.

"It's my memory, Jake." The shortened name came unexpectedly. "Please tell me." I softened my voice, and heard him have a quick intake of breath.

"Well, the last time I saw you was when you were at the prom with Cullen. I think you two were together or something." His tone wasn't happy.

"Cullen who?" I asked again. "What's his full name?"

"Edward Cullen." he spat out the name. Phew, he must have like me, or else he wouldn't have acted this way talking about someone I used to date.

Used to date. Why was I using the past tense? I mean, long-term relationships work, don't they? Besides the fact that I forgot everything about him, we could…no, we couldn't work.

"You don't remember anything about him, Bella?" Jacob asked. I had almost forgotten he was still on the line.

"N-no. Is he still in Forks, do you know?" I sounded hopeful, and I knew that put Jacob off.

"No, thank goodness." he paused. "No offense, Bella, but you know how the people on my rez are about the Cullens…oh, yeah. You don't. Well, they're just not welcome on our land." He stopped, and I realized that was all he was giving away.

I was determined, however. "Where'd they go?" Vienna, Maine, maybe…

"Los Angeles, or so the Doc says. Look, Bella, I gotta go, I'm paying by the minute, remember?"

"Yeah, yeah, well, I'll call you next time, okay? It was great talking to you." I said affectionately.

He sounded happier, and we both laughed over a joke as I wrote down his number.

"Bye, Bella"

"Bye, Jacob."

I hung up, definitely satisfied.

Yeah, sorry for all the Jacob fans out there, but I don't really like him. I had to make it ironic, though, that Jake has know told Bella twice about Edward. Haha!

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