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"Happy late birthday present!" Angela yelled in my face as she shoved a little bag in my hand. I blinked not understanding. She clearly understood my face as her excited expression morphed into disapproval.
"Iz, did you forget your birthday again?"
without answering I pulled out my phone and checked the date.
I looked back at Angela and mouthed, 'Opps?'
"What would you do without me? Anyway! Open your gift. I had to order it, since it was they were sold out in stores. I just got them this morning."
Curious I opened the little gift. Inside was a new pair of black and purple skull candy earphones.
A big smile grew on my face as I pulled them out. These were the ones I have been meaning to buy but kept forgetting to buy.
'Thank you.' I mouthed as opened them. I connected them to my iPod and hit shuffle. I had my iPod at an arms length and the beats to 'Not the American Average' by Asking Alexandria started busting through the little earphones. My grin became more apparent then.
I pulled her in for a hug.
"You like them?" she asked. And I nodded my head.
In all honesty I forgot about my birthday. When I was younger my parents somehow got stuck with having to work on my birthday, so by the time they were home I was already asleep in bed. They'd apologize in morning and buy me a birthday cake, but then they'd have to leave again. I learned early on that it's better to not expect anything from them when it came to my birthday.
"What'd you're parents do for your 17th birthday?" she asked, going to sit on the floor like she usually did when we got to my house after school.
'Nothing.' I mouthed toying with my earphones with my thumb and index finger.
"Oh." She said, letting some awkwardness seep through. She being the oldest and having twin younger brothers thought that celebrating your birthday was a big thing. But that was only because she grew up with it being a big thing.
I wasn't upset about Charlie and Renée forgetting my birthday. It's not like they had a reason to celebrate. Oh yes they're baby girl is now a 17 year old who forgot how to talk. Boo hoo for them.
I paused my fingers, realizing how utterly bitchy I just sounded to myself. Shutting my eyes tightly I flopped down onto my pillows. Letting my body just sink down into the old, yet still comfortable mattress, I let a short sigh escape from my mouth.
"I'm sure they'll remember and feel super horrible and then buy you another car! And you know since you won't want to bother having two cars, you'll give me the other one! See it'll all works out!" Angela's voice said, I felt the bed sink from one side just slightly and I imagined her wearing her excited grin that pretty much looked like that texting face, with the colon and the capital d.
I opened my eyes, rolling my head to where Angela was and gave her an amused look.
She busted out laughing a second later, and I chuckled along side with her. A vibrating buzz commenced when we finished laughing, since mine was on silent I assumed it was Angela's. I was right, she dug through her pockets and fished out her flip phone, answering the call.
"Hello?" she answered with her voice still in a happy tone from laughing.
"Oh hey mom…" she said, her eyes staring into nothing as she paid attention to her mothers' words.
Her eyes dimmed a bit as she shifted the phone from her right ear to her left.
"Really? Okay I'll be there in a little bit. Love you too. Bye." She closed her phone with a small snapping noise.
Angela gave me an apologetic look as she started putting her shoes back on.
"I have to go; my mom needs help with dinner. She burnt the soup."
we had both been getting up, but both paused as we heard the irony of it all.
"How do you burn soup?" she questioned.
I shrugged, swinging my keys around my finger.

"Bye Izzy, see you tomorrow. Thanks for the ride." Angela said stepping out of the car. I smiled and waved as she opened the front door and entered her house. I saw that one of the twins had rushed to the door and had tackled her into a hug. I could make out her laugh as she closed the door, the smile never leaving her face.
I put the car in reverse and went home. The cars were still gone, the house lights all off.
I didn't want to go inside. I stared at the house for a while, and then decided to get my iPod out.
'Her bones are buried in the backyard along with my integrity'
I jumped in my seat, my heart soaring from the screaming. I scrambled to get my iPod out of my pocket but it fell into the crack between the seat and the console. My hands were still a bit shaky when I finally got it out. I pressed pause and noticed the time. It was 11:32 pm, when I had taken Angela home it was barely 8. I pulled my hair up into a pony tail and leaned back against the still warm seat. Taking deep breaths from the fright I managed to lower my heart rate.
Getting out of the car I walked in the cool temperature of the night, there was a slight drizzle. I had made it to the porch when I heard a sound. I froze, suddenly feeling more alert; the sound came from a branch being stepped on. My heated up uncomfortably, and I slowly turned around. The driveway was still empty besides my car anyway, no surprise there. I strained to look into the forest. I took a step away from the porch moving my side bangs, wet from the drizzle, out of my face. I could swear I saw something when suddenly there's another crack of a branch, taking my attention away from the trees.
A shocked yet strangled cry escaped me when a raccoon suddenly ran right across my feet. I jumped away with a start but ended up slipping on an ice patch. I landed on my butt with a thud, wincing slightly as I left the hard gravel carve up my palms.
'Fuck' I angrily mouthed as I got back up feeling the icy water seep through my pants.
Stupid raccoon. I thought as I yanked the front door open, completely forgetting about the trees. My hands throbbed and I went to the kitchen, turning on the faucet to clean my palms.
I jumpy for some reason, guess two shocks within 5 minutes was a bad thing for the mind. I brushed my bangs away once more, with a side thought of 'I need to cut them, they're getting to long' as I turned off the water. After finding some old dinosaur Band-Aids, I slowly walked up the stairs using my teeth to open the little packets. With a precision that would make Dr. Cullen proud I covered my cuts and just let the trash litter the floor, knowing that tomorrow I would pick those up eventually.
My room was dark, but it comforted me, slowly melting any leftover edge from outside. I undressed in the dark, finding a pair of pajama shorts and a baggy shirt. Feeling to tired to get under the covers I just let myself fall on top of the bed. I fell back asleep, the slight throbbing from my hands leaving as I became more unconscious within seconds.
The rain poured. The rain pounded aggressively.
I slowly got off the dirty grimy floor; the world was dark and silent.
'Help' I heard from a distance.
'Help me' they called out again. I didn't know which direction the voice was coming from but it sounded desperate, frightened, and weak.
The silence was interrupted once more by my pounding feet against the pavement. My breathing harsh and labored.
'Help' the voice called out again, pushing me forward even faster. My legs burned and felt like lead, getting heavier and heavier with every step I took.
Tears clouded my sight, the cold weather making my huffs of breath visible.
I blinked away the tears, pumping my legs. The voice, I needed to get to the voice. It was scared and lonely. I had to help.
But after what felt like hours of running I never felt the satisfaction of getting closer to my goal. I stopped. My chest heaving for air, my legs threatening to give at any moment, I waited and waited for the voice to call again. But it didn't.
Dread filled my being, my legs finally giving out. I crashed to floor, the side of my face being pelted with icy cold water. I blocked the sounds out, blocked out the world as failure coursed through me. With self chagrin I felt tears slip through my closed eyes, leaving a warm trail as the tears trailed down my face mixing with the rain water.
The rain worsened as thunder began, lighting up the cold, dark world. I managed to see that I was on a bridge. The icy floor in reality just wet planks of wood; if I tired I could hear the rushing of a river below.
I laid there unmoving, staring blankly into the nothingness around me.
I heard steps, but didn't react. A second later it stopped. There was no sound.
It was the soft vibrations that I felt from the wood that I knew someone was still approaching. A pair of pale alabaster bare legs came into view. We stayed like that for a span of 5 heart beats. The person crouched down, and extended their hand.
I woke up with a calm start. The dream relayed in my mind, I didn't understand it. But I wasn't a believer in dreams having any meaning…for the most part anyway. I got up, and dressed packing my book bag before going to wash my mouth from the horrid morning breath. It wasn't until that I was outside that I bothered to check the time. 3:24am. More then enough time to go and be back before school started.
I slipped inside my car, turning on the engine, half of me knowing that the sound could possibly wake Charlie and Renée. My head turned towards their room window. It stayed pitch black, not a ruffle of the lace curtain.
I connected my iPod, going to my New Age genre before putting the car in reverse and then accelerating without hesitation.

My phones alarm started ringing at 7. I hit dismiss with my pinky and finished fiddling with the violin. I went to the master computer I had set up here, going to the song I had just finished.
I listened to the instrumental once over before titling 'I'm With You.' I saved the sound and imported both versions into my iPod.
Sometimes, I hear notes in my head which later turn into songs. But other times when I know I need to express something that I, myself don't quite understand…the songs and notes just come naturally.
I would have just ditched school and stayed in my safe haven, I was already missing too many days this month. That and there was a writing assignment that was due today for history. We could turn it in late on that day but it couldn't be brought in the day after it was due. Unless we were sick but then that just docked points since Mr. Anderson was positive that most of us don't get sick on the day of big assignment was due just like that. He was a cynical old man, yes he is. But he entertains me with his rude sarcastic comments.
I drove to school with no real desire to go to school today. Its not that I didn't like school, it was okay, but…I just didn't find it necessary.
2nd period had just started when I found a parking space. I snuck past the office, no need to get a detention today. I went to my locker and put the unnecessary things away. I got to class as Mrs. Skove was passing out some worksheet.
She smiled her grandmotherly smile, but didn't question as to why I was late. I looked away from her, as my own grandmother passed through my mind and sat in my seat. I tired to pay attention, but I couldn't help but lose focus as my eye sight blurred and my mind wandered.
I found it hard to believe that it's been a little over 3 weeks since her heart attack. Charlie told me a few days ago that she was doing better and would be leaving the hospital later this week.
Sooner then I would have thought, the bell rang but it wasn't until papers scattered on my desk that I realized everyone was leaving. I looked up to see Rosalie glaring at her folder. I collected all her papers, making them into a nice and neat pile and handed them to her. She held my eyes with her cool sapphire-like eyes.
"Thanks." She muttered taking the papers from my hand and walking out.
you're welcome I thought as I gathered my own things and headed for 3rd.
As it's been for the past many days Alice was outside the library, waiting for me.
'Hi Izzy' she signed with her fingers, as she jumped up and down.
Like second nature I signed back 'Hey' and continued walking only to stop and turn around.
I gave her a peculiar look as my mind relayed what had just happened.
Alice used sign language.
I blinked twice and raised an eye brow.
Alice chimed out a laugh and asked,

"I did it correctly, right?"
I nodded my head as Alice took my hand and lead us to a table. I took the seat in front of her, from across the table.
She motioned me forward as the teacher became to call roll, I leaned forward doing as she said.
Her forehead crinkled slightly with concentration as she signed out more words.
'I've been practicing.' She finished after some moments.
"Cool" I mouthed.
I heard my name being called and as I was going to raise my hand Alice yelled out "She's here!"
causing me to flinch from the sudden loudness.
I turned around to see Mrs. Packer give Alice a scolding look.
"Oops" Alice giggled covering her mouth as she remembered where we were.
"Sorry." She said lowly.
I silently chuckled, shaking my head and got out my new book that I had started reading yesterday.

Alice, Emmett, Alice, Emmett, Alice, Emmett.
My eyes went back and forth between them during their silent argument. Well not entirely silent seeing as I was wearing my iPods ear buds. The music on high, though in reality it was about half of its full capacity.
I would have kept going, my eyes following them without getting tired when a lunch tray smacked onto the table right next to me.
I looked away from Alice who was sticking her tongue out at Emmett, who looked positively insulted, to see Edward pulling the chair out and taking the seat.
He noticed my gaze and half smiled before reaching over and pulling on one of the ear bug cables, effectively yanking it out of my ear. A routine of sorts since the 2nd time I found myself sitting with the Cullen's. Unlike Angela, he minded the fact that I used my iPod during lunch.
I gave him a dirty look, not putting the ear bud in my ear but instead just hooked it over my ear.
"Where's your lunch?" He asked softly, though it was probably not that soft to begin with considering that Alice and Emmett where still going at it, apparently their argument was over some candy war.
I reached below the table and after moving some things around I got my granola bar, and placed it on the table.
"That's it?" he said raising an eyebrow doubtfully.
I shook my head diving back into the mess of my backpack and took out my complementary water bottle.
He looked stumped, amusement in his green eyes and shook his own head and pushing his tray towards me.
"Get something." He ordered pointing to the tray
I shook my head no. he nodded his head yes. And we continued that for a few minutes. I smiled triumphantly as he stopped first, obviously annoyed.
"Just get something." He said once more pushing the tray closer to me.
I sighed, rolling my eyes and picked up the slice of pizza and tore it in half.
Before he could complain, I shoved it in my mouth and started chewing.
'There, happy.' I mouthed after I swallowed.
"Not really, anyway, I need to talk to you about something." He said scooting closer.
"Our project is due in about 2 months. We haven't started anything. Do you think we could get together sometime this week and start getting some notes and research."
I nodded after a moment, mentally going through my schedule for the day. It was empty.
"Alright, so the school library or the public library?" he said taking the other side of the pizza.
I rolled my eyes and shook my head; 'here' I mouthed shuddering from the abomination that is Forks public library.
"Emmett! For the last time, cupcakes lose against sour patch kids all the time!" Alice whined as Emmett continued the fighting.
Without hesitating I got my phone and opened a blank text,
Not unless the cupcakes have gum ball canons and they use it to shoot the head off the sour patch kids, I slid the phone across the table and it hit Emmett's arm.
He read it and it was slightly amusing seeing the In-Your-Face look grow.
By the end of lunch Emmett was using me as his secret weapon to win the argument, Alice wasn't too happy about that. Considering she hated losing.

It was those rare occasions when my presence was demanded (politely of course) during dinner. Renée had brought home some possible clients, which meant that I had to make a quick, yet 5 star restaurant worthy meal, and pretend to be the perfect but silent daughter with a sore throat.
The second condition had only begun until recently; it started when an extremely nosey pair came to the house. They asked questions upon questions about my silence, it flustered Renée causing her to blurt out the first thing that came to mind. And it stuck.
"Izzy, darling, I'm home. Oh, it smells fabulous in here." Renée called out from the front door.
I put the bread in the oven, and drained the pasta before mixing it in with the Alfredo sauce.
"You'll have to excuse my daughters silence; she has a bit of a sore throat. Please take a seat in the living, would you like some coffee? "
Once the guests (I didn't even bother turning around anymore) had declined the drink, Renée came into the kitchen, her smile still on her face and she smelled around.
"Is everything ready?" She asked her voice hushed. I nodded, feeling the familiar edge of annoyance creep through my thoughts and emotions.
10 minutes later, Charlie came through the door, sheading his gun and work boots, he greeted the guest with polite hello, be fore he excused himself for a quick shower.
The bread was cooling down, the salad was on portioned plates, and the table was set with the fancy dinner sets Renée had bought for such nights.
I stood on the threshold between the living room and kitchen for a few seconds hoping that Renée would notice me. I know she could see me or at least sense my presence, seeing as I was glaring holes into her head.
It wasn't until I accidentally overheard Charlie and Renée talking one night that I found out why she agreed to be the spokesperson of her law firm (or at least one of them). Renée believed, hoped more like it, that if she continued with the charade of us being a happy perfect family I would reach my limit of her ridiculous ways. I waited about half a minute, before I gritted my teeth and cleared my throat.
Faster then an oblivious person should have reacted, Renée looked up with fake shock.
I internally rolled my eyes, but nevertheless tilted my head towards the dinner table.

"Thank you for coming, are you sure you can find your way back to the hotel?" Renée said leading to the front door.
"Yes, thank you Renée, we had a wonderful time." I walked back to the kitchen, clearing the table and collecting the dishes to start washing them.
They continued talking as I washed and scrubbed the plates. Anger bubbling up in me and I unknowingly started scrubbing the plate with the wool scrubber harder then necessary, the small thin metal strips digging into my skin, leaving tiny cuts.
Finally they left and Renée shut the door with an audible sigh and heading up the stairs.
"Thank you Izzy." She called from upstairs.
I froze my jaw setting as I thought about how ungrateful Renée's actions were just now. I took a calming breath, as I took in the fact that she left me to clean the entire mess of the kitchen.
I didn't get to my room until 10:30; I didn't fall asleep until 1am.

Soooo, thats the chapter...did you guys like it?
Oh! :D i know i have no right considering i suck at updating but! Who wants to be the best fan ever!
You see i have playlists on my ipod with all the songs, that i need to use, songs that i've already added, and then i have playlists for Edward and Izzy's music.
What i'm asking is will anyone, go through the chapters and make a list of all the songs i've used so far? i hate repeating songs!
it would help a lot. A lot A lot! (I totally just thought about some british person saying that...i think a brish person did say that! was it from harry potter? no... i don't think so anyway)
I would do i myself, but i don't have the patience and i have this thing where once i post my chapter i dread having to go back to skim them because then i find errors and i annoy myself and i end up giving up because i frustrate myself!

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Alright then imma post this now cause now i'm just babbling! but please! the songs! that would help a lot! (was gonna say shit load but i'm working on cussing :p)
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