I frowned, as I walked away from Cammie, seeing the wrenchingly sad look that caressed her features, but I needed to go, I'd done enough and knowing that she was upset had only hurt me. I'd looked down, my lip trembling, halfway down the hall already but hearing somebody in the room, turning around I'd walked towards the room, speechless to the very max as Zach stood in front of Cammie, ready to kiss her cheek goodnight. He didn't deserve it, so with I sigh I'd spoken. "What are you doing here?" He'd turned towards me, then left the room, his presence only shown in the wind that flurried past me, I'd held in a breath as I stepped into the room quietly.

The moonlight streamed past the half-open window, highlighting the tears that were streaming down her cheeks, I'd sighed softly, shaking my head, and very gently I'd sat on the seat right next to her, tilting my head up and letting my lips glisten. My eyes flickered towards her; she looked like the princess that had fallen asleep. I looked at her dress, white, it suited her. It defined her body, and the shoulderless design of it suited her, I knew that many people knew I was beautiful; but there was a reason behind her, Cammie was simply beautiful because she was born that way. I knew though that she didn't know it yet, she was used to being invisible, and she simply liked it that way.

Sighing I'd looked up towards the velvet sky, my lip juttering out as I tightened the hold of the cardigan that I'd quickly wrapped around me. I'd let a soft murmur escape from my pressed lips, as I looked down, very suddenly feeling a presence at the door. I'd turned around quickly, my eyes meeting those of Justin's. He was lying against the doorway, looking at me with a half-smile.

He'd looked towards me, clearing his throat softly before beginning to speak once more, for once, looking serious as he slowly walked towards the side of me, sighing softly. "Nessie, we should go back to the party…people will be wondering where you are, and I think we've given Mr. Solomon the 'she's at the bathroom' story too much, even for tonight." His eyes flickered towards my frowning features, as I nodded and looked down, before looking towards him, his outstretched hand, and grabbed it, my hand caressing his warm skin.

And then we'd walked down the hallway, my voice breaking through the silence, slicing like a sharp knife would. I pursed my lips. "I feel guilty about it- about all of it. I've been through this before Justin, and you know that I wasn't feeling too good about it, right? I know she feels terrible, I don't need a little sign saying 'this is how a heart breaks.'" I let out one more shuddering breath, feeling his arm secure around me, as he pulled me close and gave me one reassuring squeeze. His smile encouraged me.

And then we'd walked towards the central area of the hall, and I knew that I really couldn't say anymore, dutifully I'd turned towards him, smiling softly as I walked past. "Oh, I promise I'll save you a dance Jeremy, don't you worry about it. I'll be back, I'm parched." And then I'd smiled softly and embraced Justin, biting my lip as I saw who I couldn't ever forget, a face that seemed to peer towards me. I sighed and placed a placid smile on my lips as Mr Solomon walked towards me, bowing softly, his eyes glowing. He needed points, he was some actor.

"Well, if it isn't Miss Michelle Ford, I should tell you, I'm such a big fan of you, of all the things you've done. I heard about a rumour, now I know I shouldn't ask, but is it true that Michael's proposed?" I knew that Mr Solomon didn't know anything and that I shouldn't have blamed him, but I couldn't help it, shaking my head I held in a laugh, I placed my hand on his arm, as if it was the most hilarious thing ever. "Oh wow, if only people knew the real deal, I'm sorry, but that is not true at all. I'm happy where I am now; we both are…"

Jacob POV

I'd seen her talking to Mr Solomon, after that absence that she'd had for a while, my angry eyes had turned towards Justin, as I barred my teeth, feeling the anger penetrate through me, through my hard shell. I'd strode towards her, smiling towards Mr Solomon, though I didn't know him. I outstretched my hands towards him as I bustled towards Renesmee, my arm gripping around her waist loosely. "Oh there you are baby. I was wondering where you'd gone. Oh, hello there, I'm Michael, Michael Jensen."

I'd shaken hands with him, seeing him smile as he spoke to us, his eyes moving from Renesmee to me, nodding his head so softly that it was hard to notice. "Oh, I'm bothering you, forgive me, I'm terrible, I'll leave you two." And with that he'd nodded towards me, and majestically grabbed Renesmee's hand and spoke softly. "Pleasure to meet you." And then he'd walked away, leaving me and my smirking self to turn towards Renesmee, my eyebrow raising in suggestion, I tried to keep myself in-check though, because I wasn't Jacob Black; because I was Michael Jensen right now.

"You still owe me a dance, darling." I'd said towards her, seeing her smile softly, though I knew she was fighting the urge to slap me. It was wrong; but I was enjoying this more as time passed. My smile faded, as the song began to play, as I grabbed her glowering hand, as I looked into her eyes and as the room seemed to stand still. We were walking towards the dance floor, and she'd stepped close towards me, placing her hand lightly on my shoulder, as the beginning chords of the song echoed through the silence of time.

You left a letter as a clue …

My eyes stared deep into hers, as she sighed softly, as we danced, or at least tried to, I could see the sadness which seemed to conjure inside of her, as her trembling lip stopped what it was doing, as her eyes flickered towards a spot in the room, all I could see was him, her loverboy, I sighed softly, as I looked down, avoiding the barreling glances from the people all around us. Her eyes caught mine, as she dropped the gaze. I pulled back, suddenly hearing what seemed the end of the song.

You're leaving me behind
Just let her go (just let her go)
Just let her go (just let her go)

I saw as a hand began to be placed on Renesmee's arm, as she turned to meet the tinkling eyes of Justin. My eyes narrowed, as we shared a look, he smiled though, his eyes warily looking towards me, though his words seemed dowsed with carelessness. "'Chelle, you still owe me a dance, you know? And since we're here already…well, if Michael doesn't mind…" The look he gave me assured that I shouldn't have minded. Gruffly I'd stepped back, before looking towards her and him. "Of course, I don't mind." And then I'd walked, towards Carina, not looking back at all.

Nessie POV

My eyes looked towards Justin, as he smiled, as the new song began playing, as we swayed softly to the music that wasn't even sounding. I could only hear the tinkling of Champaign glasses, the laughter from the students around us…yet my focus was on him, my focus was only on him. His smile was contagious, as his arm caressed my back; it felt so perfect; so right. And then the song began to play, and then we began to sway.

Can I ask you a question please?
Promise you won't laugh at me,
Honestly, I'm standing here afraid I'll be betrayed,

The words crashed among us, as he pulled me close, as I breathed him in, his scent…his smile, his everything. He seemed not to utter his words, as we swayed, I didn't know what this feeling was, the one that seemed to engulf me like wild-fire, the one that made my eyes glued onto his. "It's been a while since I've seen you, I've been…waiting." There was an ounce of truth to his words, the truth that gave me the edge, and that faced me, as my eyes softly drilled into his.

I'd nodded, letting my smile drip from the corners of my lips, as I looked towards him, and nodded my head, tempted to rest frailly upon his chest, to feel his presence. I was going crazy; this feeling was making me idiotic. Strangely, I loved it; I didn't have any problem, not at all. I'd meekly looked up, my eyes slow, my heartbeat staggering. "If…I knew you were going to miss me that much then I wouldn't have left, Jeremy…not that you minded. It's not like I did it all so forcefully."

As twisted as it seems,
I only feel love when it's in my dreams.

He smirked softly, nodding as if he understood, as if our words were not at all so cryptic. His forehead creased though, as he began, as he spoke softly, stopping then starting again. Only this once tonight did he seem so nervous. "I- I need to tell you something…" It seemed that he didn't know exactly what to say, or how to say it, all I knew was that there were words that were needed to be shared. He struggled, sighing to himself and cursing softly.

So let in the morning light, let the darkness fade away,

Our eyes locked in a passionate embrace. My breathing grew ragged, speeding up, and then stopping suddenly. I gasped internally when his lips touched mine. They were soft, like marshmallows, and fitted into mine perfectly. Unlike, Jacob's burning hot one, Justin's was warm, and just the right temperature. My lips moved against his in a fired frenzy, as I pulled myself closer to him.

His arms locked around my waist even tighter than before, and my hand wound through his now-tousled hairdo. His tongue nudged against my bottom lip, asking for entrance. Before I could grant it to him though, his body was pulled away from mine with such force that I staggered backwards a few steps. Finally gaining control, I looked up to see Jacob glaring towards Justin who sported another black eye. Poor guy.

The music came to a sudden stop, and everything blanked. All I could see were the flurried movements between the both of them, the flying fists, the quick movements of the teachers as they pulled the two apart, my scream which seemed too loud to come from a supermodel or a model of any type. "Stop!" I wanted to throw myself against them, I was being held back though, and so were they, and all three of us were being pushed out the door, into the hallway.

As I straightened up, I heard a sound of footsteps and a whiff of familiar male cologne. My thoughts suddenly flitted to Mr. Solomon, who appeared around the corner at that exact same moment. A hand gripped mine, and I looked up to see a smirking Jacob, who was glaring at Justin like he was a piece of chewing gum stuck on the bottom of his shoe. Justin was looking at me longingly, his eyes flickering between my face and our enclose hands every half second or so. I stuck my tongue out at Jacob and let go of him, walking over to stand by myself, leaning against a wall. Mr. Solomon stood before us, an amused expression on his face.

"Well, I guess you know your consequences. This..." He pointed to the two boys, "Leads to a detention." Then, did I really study them. Justin had more than just a black eye. His cheek was bruised a light purple which would most likely turn darker in just a few minutes, a cut lip, and his nose was bleeding. I glared at Jacob and studied him. His injuries were even worse than Justin's but I felt no remorse for him. He deserved it. He had two black eyes, a purple cheek, and a bump on his forehead, a broken nose, and a lip that was sprouting blood. I held my breath, not letting the smell of blood empower me too much. Though I had perfected my senses long ago, I still had some difficulty controlling it when I was this close to it in such a long amount of time. Jacob, seeing my pained expression wriggled away from me, letting me get some air.

Solomon was rattling on about how they had to scrub the trophies in the trophy case clean and then cleaning the unused classroom on the 2nd floor that was just absolutely disgusting. I locked eyes with Justin, not paying attention to Mr. Solomon and a million thoughts raced through my mind. The kiss. That wasn't supposed to happen. But the way his lips formed a protection area around mine, and how my body fitted into his perfectly, like we were two pieces of a puzzle. It just felt so right, yet so wrong. Our relationship just couldn't, wouldn't happen. He was a spy. I was a vampire. Two things that just, by nature, couldn't mesh together. The urge to wrap my arms around him was so strong, that the thoughts radiating from my mind evaporated on the spot.

Finally, Mr. Solomon walked away, leaving us standing there. Jacob muttered a string of profanities and I glared at him in distaste. "I'll leave you to your loving moment." He said through clenched teeth and walked away, toward where the boy's dorms were. Now that he was enrolled in Blackthorne, he had full access to everything the boys did, including their sleeping dorms. Justin walked over to me and held my face in his hands, as if I were the most fragile and precious thing on this planet. My urge to kiss him came back with a pang as he made contact with me. My breathing quickened and I gasped at how close we were, our foreheads almost touching.

He suddenly pulled away, though, and disappointment crossed my face. His face held a mix of anguish and pain on it as he muttered the words I just couldn't take. "We can't do this." He whispered. I nodded, understanding the meaning behind his words. Vampire, Vampire, Vampire. I kept silently cursing myself. Why did I have to be a freaking vampire?! Seriously. I paused suddenly. Why did Justin want to end this anyway? Well, what was left of it? I looked up at him questioningly but he just shook his head and walked away, leaving me curling into a ball, right then and there, and bursting into tears.

Justin POV

It took me most of my willpower to walk away from her. She was an angel, yet I was a demon and couldn't affect her ways of life. I played girls. She was good. I couldn't permanently damage her like I have done to all those other girls. It just wasn't fair. Was this how it felt like to be in love but knew you couldn't be in love at the same time? Anger coursed through me and I ran with full speed up to where the balcony was, where I could scream my lungs out and no one would hear me.

"ARGHH!" I screamed out in frustration. Frustration at myself, at my habits, at my whole fucking life! I was through with it. These days, it seemed like I was living just for the sake of it, not for any purpose. Vanessa had changed my point of view in everything. Just hearing her alluring, warm voice made me relax. I would've killed that Jacob guy right then and there if it weren't for the fact that she had screamed out for me to stop. I wrestled with the tears that threatened to spill over and but lost the war. Slumping down against the wall, my head in my hands, I cried until the tears stopped coming.

Nessie POV

The floors collapsed from below me, and I was blinded by the rush, that feeling that scathed through the barricade that prevented anybody from coming in. But it was too late, because I knew that Justin had broken through it, through everything, but now he was gone. I would do this though, I needed to do this, because without him I may have been miserable, but with him it wasn't right. We were two different forces of nature, and as one it wasn't right, I cradled myself in my arms, my breath stopping short, my lips parted with the inaudible sound escaping them.

I couldn't speak, I couldn't move, for I was paralyzed into this sense, the sense of lost and grief. Justin's voice broke through my silence; the scream of pain that I swore only the pits of my mind could bear to make up. I didn't want him hurt; I didn't want to watch him being lost right in front of my eyes. I'd be stuck in this façade forever, but never in my life would I drag him into all of this. A ball I'd crawled into, as my breaths lashed through me, as the pain heaved through my body. This was my ghost, the girl inside of me that cared…I let the tears slowly wash her away.

OOC; omg, well, this is long, but let me thank tunarh for helping me out! we halfed this, because she was so amazing. =] lol, but remember to R&R and a title, please help us with that. =] thank you all. 3