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Xox-Jasper's POV-xox

"So, what are the wagers?" Emmett asked. We were gathered in the study, the chess board set up, Edward on the left, Alice on the right. Kylie and I were betting on Alice, Emmett and Rosalie had their bets on Edward. "I say… three dares per looser"

"Deal" Kylie said. I nodded my head, sending waves of cockiness to Emmett, Edward, and Rosalie.

"I so going to beat you Alice" Edward said. He glanced at me, slightly peeved.

"Sure" Alice said, her arms crossed, she stuck her tong out playfully.

"Ready to be beat?" Emmett asked, starring us down. Kylie glanced at me and nodded.

"Let's up the wagers a notch" Kylie taunted. I sent more waves of cockiness to Emmett.

"Deal!" Emmett said.

"Emmett, wait" Emmett didn't listen to Rosalie, he shook Kylie's hand. "She and Jasper have a plan!" She threw her hands up in the air in complaint and smacked the back of his head.

"Let the games begin" I declared. Edward focused his eyes on Alice; Alice placed her fingers on her temples. The mental war had begun. I looked over at Kylie and nodded. Instantly, I sent waves of nerves of Edward. His hand twitched and his eyes glanced at me. Kylie ran her fingers through her hair, pulling them out of her face. In that instant, I sent waves of lust to Rosalie and Emmett at such high strengths that I imagined Alice. Edward bit his stone cold lip. I intensified the waves of lust to the point Emmett had ripped Rosalie's shirt off and Kylie and I were shielding our eyes. Edward fell out of his chair in shock. Kylie stifled her laughter.

"Stop it Jasper!" Edward shouted, his hands on his head in complaint.

Xox-Kylie's POV-xox

It had become interesting, Emmett had taken Rose out of the room to do… err… things, Jasper and Alice were struggling to control themselves and Edward was on the ground. I had nothing to do, so I did the only thing possible. I thought of the most annoying songs I knew. It was odd, I was receiving the excess lust from everyone, and, never having felt it before, I had nowhere to direct it. I was sitting there, watching the show, not sure what to do with the useless emotion not intended for me. The songs got stuck in my head, and I would regret it when they got stuck, but it was better than being subjected to Emmett's dares. Edward was finally managing to get up, but Alice had already made her move. Edward tried to refocus his mind, seeing what Alice saw. He must have had trouble making up his mind with all Jasper's… err… distractions. I heard a loud bang from the floor below. I shuddered, thanking myself for not having Edward's gift. I heard the door open, Carlisle had walked in. Jasper must of sent him waves of lust also, because the excess of emotion I received greatened a little. Edward's eyes widened, and he freaked out. He literally fell to the ground in horror. I kind of know why. Rosalie and Emmett always had perverted thoughts, and in Emmett's case, it was often intended. So, seeing his vampire mother and father must have been an even scarier experience.

"I give up! Jasper, just make it stop!" Edward groaned.

"Fine" Jasper gave in. I felt the waves of calm with a slight bit of giddiness sweep me over, I stopped my songs, and I heard complete silence as we waited for Emmett and Rosalie.

After a few minutes, they came down, perfectly dressed and groomed. They were holding hands and smiling. "So, who won?" Emmett asked.

"Alice" Edward groaned.

"What!? How could you let that happen!" Rosalie screeched.

"Well it wasn't easy focusing while you two were being perverted in your minds." Edward mumbled, though the others heard it clearly.

"So, Jasper, why don't we go discuss their dares." I already had thoughts of evil circling my head. Jasper nodded. "Alice, join us please" She nodded and followed us into the kitchen.

We walked in and I began to make an ice-cream sundae while Alice and Jasper sat at the island. I placed my bowl on the opposite side of the island and leaned on it while I ate. We sat there in silence for a moment. Finally Alice blurted out. "But that's not fair!"

Jasper and I looked at her confused. "You can't go home Kylie! You just can't!" Alice complained. My phone rang and I picked up.

"Hello?" I asked, not bother to check caller ID

"Kylie, come home now!" Dad's voice voice screamed through the small black phone. The volume of his voice and the anger highlighted in his voice cause me to pull my phone away. "You are grounded!"

"But dad, what'd I do?" I begged.

"Just get home now!" He screamed. What had I done anyway? I hung up and walked out of the kitchen.

"This sucks!" Alice complained, pouting.

"I'm grounded, avoiding is will only make it worse. It must me bad, he never yells" I said. Edward and Alice walked me out to the Volvo. I got in the back seat and crossed my arms.

"What did you do anyway?" Edward asked. I shrugged. He seemed lost for a second. "Sorry Kylie, we got to drop you off a block away from your house"

"Got it" I said, not even questioning him. He sped down the driveway, into Main Street and into the maze of streets to Sparrow Lane, right before my street. I thanked then and got out, running to my house. I opened the door and walked in to see my father's pacing stop at sight of me.

"You are grounded for two weeks, no guitar, no piano, no writing, no hanging out with the Cullens, nothing! You are to come home and stay in your room!" he shouted.

"Can I please know why I am grounded?" I asked.

"You kept your sister waiting, she was lucky Jessica ran into her in the parking lot telling her that you ran off, and with a guy! Who! Was it Edward? Was it the big one who does all the pranks?" My father interrogated.

"No, no. It was Edward, and Emmett likes someone else, so why would it be him?" I asked my voice quiet.

"If it wasn't them, then tell me who?" he asked.

I didn't run off with anyone, that didn't mean I hadn't run into someone, and a guy… of sorts… at that. I couldn't very well tell him I had been urged by my instincts to run into the forest and meet this guy who never even said a word to me, who could have killed me and drink from my blood in a few seconds. The fact that he thought I was with a guy was Jessica's fault. I stared down at my feet for the longest time.

"I think I'll go to my room now" I said timidly. I ran up the stairs and into my room. My beautiful midnight blue guitar was gone, probably in Dad's room for confiscating. My computer was shut off, probably with a password already. I saw Bella who was on her back reading, hadn't noticed me. I sighed and sat down at my desk.

"Sorry, Charlie kind of pulled it outta me that you went with a guy." She apologized.

"It's okay Bella, you're an awful liar, me too. I can't blame you" I reassured her. "So, how long were you waiting anyways?"

"An hour, Jessica came out of detention" she said, putting her book away. I sighed. "Two weeks!" I groaned, covering my face with a pillow.

"If it helps, he almost considered a month" Bella told me.

"It doesn't" I said softly. "but thanks"

"Hmm… what to do for dinner…" she mused.

"I'll make dinner, I can't even begin to describe to you what I have in mind" I told her. I walked down into the kitchen. "I'm making dinner dad!" I shouted to him.

I filled a pot with water and set it on the stove to boil. I pulled out some ground beef and Italian sausage and put them in a bowl. Turning to the sink, I scrubbed my hands till they were practically sterilized. I mashed the meat together with my hands and shaped them into round little meat balls. I set them in the oven to heat up and cook and turned my attention to the sauce. I poured some tomato sauce into a pot and set it on the stove to heat. I added some garlic, salt, oregano, and ground up parmesan. Stirring to perfect, I glanced at the pot, seeing the water was boiling. I pulled out some handfuls of pasta out of the container and dumped them in the tall pot. I checked on the meatballs, which were beginning to brown nicely. The rest of the preparation was simple, Spaghetti and Meatballs, what was so complicated to explain, was the last part. I pulled out hard corn taco shells and stuffed several with the spaghetti and meatballs.

"Dinner's up!" I called out. Charlie walked in and smiled. Bella walked in and sat at the table. I set her plate in front of her first. Her face was priceless! She was staring down at the taco, jaw dropped, eyes big and confused, cheeks beginning to flush. I handed Charlie his plate as he watched Bella's reaction. I sat down with my tacos and bit into my first. Bella sat there for a moment longer and picked up her taco. She looked at it for a long moment and bit into it. She chewed, satisfied sounds coming from her mouth were my compliments.

"This is good" she said, biting into another. Charlie and I exchanged glances, and ate our tacos. Dinner was full of crunching and sighs of content here and there after eating a particularly good bite. I was finally full and cleared my plate. I walked to my room and changed into some pajamas. Bella came up and did the same. We went to bed, just the soft melody of rain echoing in my head.

The next morning, I awoke from my slumber by the sound of our alarm clock. I slammed my hand down on the snooze, pains aching in my stomach. I felt a burning pain in my abdomen. In that instant, I rushed to the bathroom. I struggled to open it, but the sound of running water from the shower was my answer.

"Hold on, I'm almost done" Charlie said. No time! Was all I thought. My mind was in panic, I knew I was about to vomit, and I needed a proper place to do so. I rushed down the stairs, begging my feet silently not to trip. I rushed into the kitchen, not even making it to the sink, but to the trashcan. The disgusting liquid flew into my mouth and out past my lips. I stood up a little, but stumbled downward again. I felt a repeat the episode come up and crouched over the trashcan again. Again, the painful, hot, smelly liquid flew from my lips, a slushy sound and it made contact with the bottom. The hair that had stuck to my face was moved out of my face now, and I was free to repeat as much as I needed. I counted a third episode, a forth, a fifth, a sixth, and finally, a seventh. I felt weak and helpless, like I could crumple onto the ground, spread into a puddle.

"Dad!" Bella called.

"I'm right here, Kylie, how are you feeling?"

"I'm afraid to answer. I hate reruns" I said, sarcasm vomiting out of my mouth like everything else this morning.

"I'll take her to her bed, can you empty the trashcan and bring it up?" Dad asked. Bella must have nodded and preformed some tradeoff between her and Dad, because one moment, I was on my feet, leaning onto the most sturdy thing beside me to being picked up off my feet and carried up the stairs.

I was groggy from my resent wakening and dizzy and weak from my sudden sickness. I felt myself resting on something soft, my bed, still warm from my ten or fifteen minutes away.

"I'll call a doctor, she's in no position to car travel. You just go to school" Charlie told her. She must have agreed silently, because I heard nothing after that. My black slumber claimed me up again.

I'd had this recurring dream all my life. It was all so dark, so unsure. There were darker silhouettes, meaning others, but all unfamiliar. Not one figure added up. I was sitting, at a desk of sorts, very old fashion. There were others around me, placed almost randomly. The voice of the teacher was unfamiliar. The dark silhouettes raised hands occasionally, all voices unfamiliar. I finally heard something I recognizes.

"Would one of you please take Kylie to the drinking fountains?" the teacher would ask.

I must have been a little kid in a room full of high school students, or adults even, because every time one stood up, the towered over me. They took me by the hand and placed the remaining one on the small of my back, leading me out. I was lead to what was always a flight of stairs. I used my feet to feel out each step, careful with each one. Years ago I had come to the conclusion I was blind, that I couldn't see for myself, that I always needed someone to guide me. And, as soon as I was down, the scene would change.

No longer in the presence of darkness, the others simple outlines of darkness, it was colorful, yet blurry. It was so blight it was hypnotic and frightening. The colors were not only vivid, but livid, angry in brightness and passion. Each one would pass me at unspeakable speeds that I once thought nothing could top. I became easily dizzy towards the end of these dreams. As if on cue, my dream span out of control.

I found my surrounding areas dark, the smell repulsive, and whatever was in my mouth utterly nasty. I quickly realized my head was in a trashcan, that what I was smelling and tasting was my vomit. Repulsed at the situation, I pulled back, the vomit gone from my mouth. Getting up I walked to the bathroom and thoroughly rinsed my mouth of the rancid taste. I walked slowly back to my bed and rested there. I pulled out my phone to check the time, but found I had several messages. I opened a menu to listen to them.

"Hey Kylie, it's Edward, you won't believe what we did, we chained Emmett up to a flagpole! You better get here quick, the principal just called the police to unchain him!" That was the first. I opened up another. "Hey Kylie, what happened? Bella showed up without you. Are you sick?" from Jasper. I clicked open the last. "Kylie, it's Dad, Bella's in the hospital, got caught in a car crash, she seems fine, so we'll be back soon" Dad said. I sighed to myself and called Jasper, I needed the calmest person around, and hopefully right now, that was him.

"Hey Kylie, how are you/"

"Fine, what happened to Bella?" I asked.

"Um… She nearly got crushed by a van" Jasper said.

"Can I have the less edited version please?" I asked.

"Okay, we were waiting for you because Emmett was chained to the flagpole in his boxers" I stifled my laughter so he could continue. "And Bella showed up without you. And Edward saw Alice's vision of Bella being crushed, so he ran at vampire speed to Bella and got her out of the way. They are in the ER right now, and Carlisle is examining Bella. Now, what is up with you?"

"I got some bug" I said.

"Elaborate"

"I threw up… a lot…"

"Can Alice or I come over?"

"I don't think I'm allowed visitors…" my voice trailed off.

"I'll take care of it, see ya"

I sighed and lay back in bed, staring up at the ceiling. At least Edward had saved my sister, so this wasn't the worst day of my life. I picked up an old book and tried to read, but my vision kept bluring in and out. The letters in the words began to move up and down, making flowing waves. I finally gave up and close my eyes, dark blackness taking over.

I woke up to Alice sitting at the foot of my bed. She smiled and pulled some hair out of my face. "How long have I been out?" I asked groggily.

"A few hours, we have food" she said. I groaned. "Relax, some soup and crackers, easy stuff. We also got some chamomile tea"

"Why do you love taking care of me so much?"

She shrugged and handed me a tray of food. There was chicken broth, saltine crackers, and a steaming cup of chamomile tea. I took a greedy sip of the chamomile tea and nibbled on a saltine cracker just to test the waters. It felt okay, so I took a spoonful of soup and cooled it before allowing it in my mouth. The warm salty taste entered my mouth, greeting my taste buds in its delicious being. I began my meal, keeping it slow, not wanted another relapse.

"Edward wasn't anywhere near Bella, was he?" I asked quietly.

"No, but hopefully all will go well, she's telling the story Edward asked her to tell, that he was standing right next to her, so it may just blow over" Alice assured me. I nodded, looking down at my soup. I had an eerie feeling she wanted answers, a twin feeling. I finished and sipped on my tea for a while.

"How'd you convince my dad to let you come here?" I asked.

"I asked him if it was okay, since both twins were ill in one way or another, and Jasper sent him waves of calm and happiness, so he caved, and we get to take care of you until he gets back." She told me.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"Erm… twelve, why?" She asked.

"Can you see how long I'll be sick?" I asked.

"You'll be better on Thursday" she told me.

"Crud, my dad took away my guitar while I'm grounded, and I'm not allowed use of my computer, so I'm kind of bored." I told her.

"Hmm…" her eyes glazed over for a few moments. "He'll let you watch a movie tonight, and tomorrow he'll take you to the doctor, and he'll say it can last a few more days, so he'll allow you use of the computer and guitar while you're sick" she told me. Her eyes glazed over again "Oh, and don't eat a whole lot on Thursday and Friday. You'll have to take antibiotic if you do that" she told me. I nodded.

"Thanks, that helps a lot" I told her. She smiled and hugged me.

"Jasper picked up some ginger cookies, take a couple tonight, okay?" I nodded. "Your dad will bring Bella home in about… ten minutes, why don't you rest" I nodded and settled down, drifting into my always random dreams.

I woke up to hear keys typing in the background, a game on downstairs, and a fairly dark night out. I sat up and saw Bella at the computer sending some email. "Hey, hoe you feeling?" I asked.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" she asked.

"Hey, you were nearly crushed by a van, I just got some stupid bug" I replied.

"Nearly being the key word, you're looking pale" she commented.

"You're kidding, right? I'm as pale as you are" I told her.

"Okay, true, but you are looking paler than normal" she said, sitting at the foot of my bed.

"Is it possible to be paler that snow?" I asked. She shrugged.

"It's six, what would you like for dinner?" she asked.

"Soup" I said. She nodded and walked out. I sighed and pulled out my book from under my pillow. I started where I had left off; Katharina had just been wedded to Petruchio. I read until Bella came in with some soup and ginger snaps and a cup of steaming chamomile tea. She set the tray down on the bed. I began my meal as she walked downstairs to make dinner for herself and Dad.

That night, while I tossed and turned, I heard my sister's sleepy mumbling. Ha, another thing we shared, we both talked in our sleep, though on several occasions I had slept walked. I watched head turn a little, she lips parted, her hair scattered on the pillow. She looked rather pretty. It was odd, remembering we looked almost identical, that most took us for identical twins, and yet we looked so different.

"Edward" she sighed, almost content. I looked back at her, confused. "Edward" she said, in a hushed whisper.

Her mumblings stopped and she settled on her side, facing away from me. I sighed and rolled onto my left side, almost on my stomach.

The next morning went by in a blur, I threw up in the toilet this time, got dressed for my doctor appointment, went there, was giving instructions to stay in bed for the next few days, to stay home all week. Dad was advised to keep Bella home for a week if she caught it too. I came home and rested in bed with my well missed guitar while Charlie took of the password. I practiced until a song popped in my head. It was called Coldwater Creek.

"I've spent my days sick, away from my coldwater creek, and I've come to miss it. The soft child babblings, the cool refreshing taste, the soft, clear color. I've missed it and I can't stay away. I've been dying to come back." I sang the chorus, strumming slowly. "I've spent my days sick, away from my coldwater creek, and I've come to miss it. The soft child babblings, the cool refreshing taste, the soft, clear color. I've missed it and I can't stay away. I've been dying to come back." I began to slowly fade the music away. "So don't keep me waiting"

"Are your songs always so cryptic?" Bella asked.

"If they weren't cryptic, they'd be no fun to write" I explained.

"I guess. You hungry?" she asked, I shook my head, feeling dizzy as I did so. I moved my guitar out of my way and hunched over to the nearby trashcan, vomit falling out of my mouth. "I'll change the trash bag" she said after I had finished.

"Thanks" I said my voice groggy. I got up slowly and shuffled to the bathroom to brush my teeth for the fifth time today. I decided to take a shower, allow the warm water to sweep over me. Coming out, I felt so refreshed. I dressed and pinned my long, near black, hair up. I walked to my computer and checked my email, responding to my mom, and signing off. My phone began to ring and I picked up.

"Hey Kylie, how you feeling?" Edward asked.

"Over protective brother" I mumbled to myself. "Fine Edward"

"Good, Alice says she loves your new song" he said. I could feel his big crooked grin as he said this.

"Tell her thank you" I told him. "I'm gonna nap, I'm beat"

"Okay, talk to you later" Edward said.

"Okay, goodbye" I pressed the end button and walked to my bed

That night was light last night, easy dinner, went to bed, what was interesting was Bella's dream. She was mumbling Edward's name again, tossing and turning. Finally, I gave up on sleep and walked downstairs with my trashcan to the living room. I laid down on the couch, my mind drifting off into its slow coming darkness.

I woke up that morning with Charlie stroking my hair. I felt unusually cold this morning, and surprised that I hadn't thrown up. My stomach folded over in response. I pulled the trashcan over and threw up once more. Standing up slowly I walked up stairs to the bathroom where I thoroughly brush my teeth and mouth of the rancid taste. Trudging down stairs, I saw Charlie putting on his belt.

"Esme said she'd look after you today, I'll be back by five" he told me. I nodded and sat down on the couch.

I wrapped a plaid flannel blanket around my body. I was surprised it wrapped so much further around my body. I must have lost ten pounds. That sucked, I had no curves as it was, and everyone always gossiped about how I was anorexic like the Cullens. The thought made me laugh. I heard a knock on the door and got up to open it. Esme stood there. She enveloped me in a warm, yet cold hug. It felt very much at home.

"Oh dear, you're so pale, you're as bad as Edward" she told me. I laughed. If anyone was paler than pale, it was Edward. The guy spent all his time inside, playing his piano, listening to music, reading.

"I never thought it would come to that" I admitted.

"Let's get you some tea" she said, her motherly nature coming into play. I nodded and followed, sitting at the table. "This week has been all too dramatic. What with Edward saving your sister, and Emmett getting arrested."

"I'm afraid to asked" I mumbled.

"Oh, Edward and Rose chained him to a flagpole, something about bets… Oh well, how is your sister?" she asked.

"Good, better than me, that's for sure" I told her. She laughed and nodded. I loved Esme, she was a second mother, and a best friend at the same time.

"And your father?" she asked.

"Good, I'm surprised neither have caught this wretched bug" I mused.

"Thank heavens, he's got a handful with you two" I nodded, he had a handful with just me. She handed me a cup of tea. The cup was hot, but I carefully placed my hands where hers had been, the cool handprints left behind. Sipping the tea, we chatted for a while.

Bella arrived home, surprised to see Esme here. "Hello Mrs. Cullen" she said.

"Hello dear" she said, a soft sweet smile on her face. "Well, I see Kylie is in good hands, I'll be in my way"

"Okay, thank you Esme" I smiled to her. I walked up to sit on the couch next to Bella once Esme had left. "How was school?"

"Oh, if you consider everyone asking you if you're okay for the millionth time and Tyler begging for forgiveness for the billionth time normal, than it was as normal as can be!" she said in fake enthusiasm. I laughed. We were so comfortable around each other. I always knew Bella held back on her personality around others, holding everything in, but she seemed let go around just me. I also felt a deeper level of comfort than I felt around my own father. It was as natural as blinking.

"Just remember you get to keep your head out of a trashcan or toilet in the mornings" I told her. She laughed and nodded.

She spent the afternoon with me on my homework, getting me caught up. I was feeling so much better, I hoped this morning was my last episode of sickness, though I would no doubt get dizzy for a few days. I ate soup- again- for dinner and went to bed. That night, I slept dreamless, a first for me. Never in my life had I fallen into a deep sleep with my dreams chased off. I hated the feeling, just nothingness; my mind always came up with some random dream, colorful, dark, sweet, flat out weird. Never nothing…

I woke to the sound of rain pounding on the roof, the room was dark. I sat up, glancing to see Bella. That second the room flashed a blinding white, like X-rays, or ghost, then a booming sound crashed though the air, the room seeming to shake as it did. Was it an earthquake, or a thunderstorm… both? I pulled my knees to my chest, holding myself safe in a ball. The room flashed a brilliant white again and a loud crash of sound followed, shaking everything. I whimpered in fear. The door opened and my father rushed in. A sudden flashback ran through my head.

That night my mother had left, taking my best friend with her. I cried myself to sleep, whimpering as I felt a gnawing pain in my chest, carving a hole straight through my body. I had nightmares of my mother leaving, saying she was sorry to me, that this was for the best, so they wouldn't be unhappy. She said she was sorry for taking Bella; that she didn't to have to do this, that she just wasn't happy anymore. I awoke with a jerk, sitting straight up in my little bed. I held my screams and whimpers. Then, the scariest thing happened. The room flashed white, blinding me, and then a loud crashing thrashed through the air, the windows rattling like it did during an earthquake. In my four years, I had never experience this. I screamed in fear, my father rushing in to comfort me.

"It's okay Kylie, you're safe, I won't let anything happen to you" he told me. I cried into his shoulder.

"Kylie, are you okay?" my father asked me. I nodded, my eyes wide, a whimper escaping my lips.

"What's happening?" Bella asked, slightly frazzled. "Why is Kylie crying?"

"The night your mom left there was a storm like this. It brings back bad memories" my father explained, rubbing my back. Bella pulled my into a hug, comforting her. I calmed down a while and walked out to the living room just to be. I felt the phone in my fingers, debating whether or not to call. The phone buzzed in my fingertips, sending odd sensations through my strained body.

"Kylie, you know I never sleep, right?" Edward asked.

"Yeah… stupid human nerves… just freaking…" my voice was so broken.

"I know, are you coming to school tomorrow?" he asked.

"I wish, I hate being stuck here bored, last time I puked was this morning after waking up" I told him

"Alice said if you could convince him, he would let you" Edward told me.

"How 'bout my ground, has Alice seen any way to ease that?" I asked. There was a pause on the other end.

"Just say you didn't get any sleep- because you won't- and he'll take pity and say he's letting you off your punishment" he told me.

"So no use trying…" my voice trailed off.

The line was quiet, a soft melody echoing through the phone. I sat there in silence listening, allowing the melody to sweep me over, calming my disturbed nerves. My thought went to my mysterious visitor on Monday. Why did a red eyed vampire not attack me? Why did he hug me? Why did he kiss me? Who was he? I was so deep in my thought I hadn't noticed the soft glow of the sun above the full sky of clouds, making my world's sky a stirring white.

"You need to get ready for school" he reminded me.

"Yeah, see ya" I parted.

"Goodbye" I ended my call and walked up stairs stealing the bathroom for my own before the others woke. The shower felt good, I dressed and allowed my curls to dry in tight ringlets. I walked into my room and pulled on a white tank-top with a knit grey wrap-around cardigan and some black washed boot cut jeans. I did my make-up simple, shimmering light pink lip gloss that smelled of cherry blossoms and black eyeliner. I did my eyeliner a bit differently than others though. I made a soft tail curving upward from the corner of my eye and connected it to my upper lashes. I coated on some mascara and glanced in the mirror, satisfied. By now it was six thirty and Bella had woken up.

"Why are you dressed up?" she asked.

"I'm going to school" I said simply, but confidently.

"You have to wait a week before going to school" she said.

"Yeah, but I feel fun. I have a feeling I'll be fine" I told her. She shrugged and got dressed and brushed her hair, her curls falling loosely around her shoulders. I walked downstairs to see Dad in his uniform. "Hey dad!" I said excited, pulling out some fruit and slicing it up in a bowl.

"Shouldn't you be taking it easy?" he asked.

"But I feel fine, sure I didn't get sleep, but I don't want to get behind" I told him, keeping my voice upbeat and happy.

"Kylie… I've been thinking… maybe this week has been enough for you… So I'm letting you off your grounding early" he said. I turned to his in shocked.

"Really?" My voice got high pitched with my hope.

"Yeah" he said. I smiled and rushed up to hug him.

"Thank you" I told him. I grabbed my bowl of fruit and began eating just as Bella walked down.

"Hey," she said as she pulled out a bowl and a cereal box.

We ate breakfast quickly and I rushed Bella to the truck before she could complain.

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Lol… three of those experiences are mine. The reoccurring dream, I got nasty sick once, but mine was only a 24 thing and it was food poisoning, oh, and the earthquake thunder was mine. So yeah, my experiences are pretty weird… oh, and I've only ever slept dreamless once, and that's it!

Anyway, I like odd experiences, they make the characters more… diverse…. So review me some good ones please!

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