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*~*~*Dislaimer*~*~*

Me: I lost my iPod!!!

Stephenie: No, I took it.

Me: Well, give it back. *Holds hand out*

Stephenie: Mmmmno.

Me: Okay than, I'll just take Emmett! *Evil chuckle*

Emmett: Somone called me?

Me: Yes!!! I own you!!!

Emmett: Okay?

Me: Lets go get ice cream!!!

Emmett: Yay!!!

Aching

Edward's POV

Bella had passed me the note back in a hurry and left the room in a quick graceful manor. The bell rung and everyone around me had gotten up, and were leaving the room. To anxious to keep the note for later, I unfolded the piece of paper we had our conversation on. Right below where I had asked what she was, one word was written in pencil: Freak.

I was stunned. Did she think so lowly of herself?

I do not know what exactly she is, but she definitely isn't a freak, different, but not a freak.

I gathered my things and went to my next class, Alice had asked me about the note several times and every time, I told her it was nothing. We still didn't know what she was or what her perspose of being was, maybe she just wanted to live normally.

But if she was a vampire, how could she live with a human in the same house?

Bella's POV

The rest of the day went in a blur. I returned the signed slip into the main office and headed home. Charlie left a note saying he wouldn't be home till 8p.m. because of some accident that had happened in another neighboring town.

I read the note over twice then dumped my book bag by my desk and layed down in bed for an hour or two, just thinking. What would Edward think of me? Probably a freak like everyone else back in Phoenix. I wouldn't blame him, I'd think the same thing if someone showed up and looked different, a discusting different.

I decided to do the little homework I was given to take my mind off of things. It was simple, basic material so I was done with everything in less than 15 minutes. It was only 5 O'clock and I was so bored it was unbelievable. What should I do to entertain self? I could go outside, it's not raining, and maybe I could take a book to read for a while.

So with that, I got up from my bed and grabbed "The Host" by this Stephenie Meyer person and walked outside into the back yard. It was kinda warm today unlike it usually is, and the light sun that was shining today only came down in streaks, having to glow through all the trees in the yard.

I placed a light blue picnic blanket on the ground next to a group of trees and layed belly down. I let my legs swing in the air and I opened the book up to the first page, it was a poem by May Swenson:

Question

Body my house
my horse my hound
what will I do
when you are fallen

Where will I sleep
How will I ride
What will I hunt

Where can I go
without my mount
all eager and quick
How will I know
in thicket ahead
is danger or treasure
when Body my good
bright dog is dead

How will it be
to lie in the sky
without roof or door
and wind for an eye

With cloud for shift
how will I hide?

Well, that got me thinking. She doesn't provide an answer, or a tidy solution, so what does she end up doing? She loved "Body" to death and she's questioning how she will get through live without her trusty companion at her side. Though I didn't understand the second verse or the last, this was a deep, tear-dropping poem once you understood most of it. Hhm, I want a dog now.

I was in the middle of coming up with a good breed when I heard the light and quick step of somebody behind me. Startled, I got up and stared back into the thick woods, I smelled deer coming this way and my throat suddenly started to ache, it burned just a slight when I picked up the scent of it's blood. But why would I crave blood? I'm not a vampire(A/N:Bella doesn't know vampires exist, thus she doesn't know that The Cullens are vampires).

I saw the deer come into my range of sight, I saw it's face, frightened and alert. Something inside of me wanted to pounce on the animal, to drink it's blood, but something else was telling me that was completely gross, but in that split second I had changed my stance from standing up straight to crouching down. A rippled growl sounded through the woods, and I immedietly froze when I realized the strange sound was coming from me. I slapped my hands over my mouth and ran inside.

What was that? Why did I feel so...wild? I was about to attack a deer for God's sake! This better not be another side effect, I grumbled to myself.

Since the time I was outside had been a little less than an hour I had nothing to do ...again. I haven't watched T.V. in a while, maybe Jeff Dunham will do me some good. I used to love him before I changed, I wonder if that's changed as well.

I let out an exasperated sigh and went in the living room, where a long futon was sitting in front of the surprizingly big plasa screen. I walked over to the couch, lied down on it and grabbed the control. I luaghed when I found it, this control had the biggest buttons on it. I guess Charlie had some trouble finding the small control that he decided to get the ultra huge one.

I shruggd and turned on the T.V. It was on some baseball game so I changed it to channel 53, Comedy Central. Lucky for me it was Friday, he useually comes up today. And to my pleasure Jeff Dunham was on stage performing with one of my favorite charaters, Bubba J.

"Bubba J, are you married?" Jeff asked.

"Oh, yeah." The bill hilly puppet answered.

"Is your wife pretty?"

"Yea--No."

"What the difference?"

"The light." the crowd clapped and cheered.

"Okay, where did you meet your wife?"

"At the family reunion." the audience went into another fit of laughter, "What?" he asked them.

"So where was this family reunion?"

"At the state fair,"

"Alright, so tell about the time you first saw your wife,"

Bubba J started his story, "So there she was. She was leaning up against the fairest wheel,"

"Yeah,"

"Making it tilt. Sunlight glistening off her curlers, corn dog in one hand, Budweiser in the other. So I went up to her and said 'Young woman, you look more delicious than Mayonnaise ozzing out of a spam sandwich'," the puppet waited for his audience to calm down, "Then she smiled...What a tooth,"

Sometime in his little rant I had fallen off the couch and now I was on the floor laughing my butt off. Once I calmed down I started to watch again.

"So I guess you had the wedding at the chirch?" the ventriloquist asked.

"Yeah,"

"Had the reception?"

"At Wal-mart,"

"Why?"

"It's easier to return the gifts,"

I started laughing again but this time I looked over at the clock hanging in the corner of the room. I hadn't noticed the time and realized it was already 7:35p.m. Charlie would be home soon and and I hadn't made him dinner, so I started right away. When his grilled cheese was being made I heated up some tomato soup to go with it. Only now had I actually paid any attention to the way food smelled. Not only did it taste like shit, it smell atrocious. I held my breath for the duration of the time and set the food on the table when Charlie came frown through the door.

"Hey, Bells. Sorry I'm late," he apologized and came into the kitchen. He sat down in his regular chair and started to eat. Then he looked up at me, "Are you holding your breath, Bella?"

I hadn't remembered I stopped breathing and I quickly took in some air, "No, I just swallowed my gum is all," I smile, "I already ate so I'm going to my room," I dismissed myself from the hideous smelling room and dashed for mine.

So I don't need to breathe? Ugh, I thought I had discovered all the side effects. But this wasn't so bad.

I changed into my matching tank-top and shorts and went to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth, combed my hair and looked myself in the mirror. Not only was I pale, fast, strong, and wise, I also almost attacked a freakin' deer.

Okay, it was a short chapter, but I needed to get this out to be able to write the next. And this chapter was important, but it was half a filler. So yeah. Oh, and as for the Jeff Dunham performance, I might put a link in my profile so you guys can take in the full hilarious-ness!!! My top favorite puppets are: Peanut, Walter, Jose Jalapenio, then Bubba J!!!

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