Disclaimer: obviously, twilight isn't mine. Stephenie Meyer owns all recognizable characters.

A/N: Sorry guys! I really am. I haven't updated in about a month. Lots of things came up, so I apologize. Anyways, thanks to all of you who've reviewed, and added my story to their fave list. Thanks Peeps.

Previously

"Miss Swan?" he said in a nervous voice, I nodded and he handed me a clipboard so I could sign. I gave it back to him but he stared at something for a minute. I followed were he was gazing at. It was my chest. What a pervert!

I coughed and he looked at my face slightly embarrassed.

"Miss Swan, enjoy your car. We've already covered everything." He gave me the car keys and took off.

"Well, that was fast. Oh well" I went to my new car and turned it on. Alice came a few minutes later..

"Nice ride Bella. Now let's go I'm hungry."

BPOV

Humph. I can't believe I let Alice take me to the mall! We were just going for a bite to eat, but for Alice everything seemed to fall into place when she saw that their was a clearance sale at the mall today.

"Come on Bella, School's about to start, we need new clothes! I brought so little clothing that I don't even think it'll last for a week." Alice said excitedly as she dragged me into Celine.

"Alice! Don't be absurd! I'm sure you've brought at least 7 trunks of clothing! Excluding the shoes. And wait did you just say school?" Shit. I forgot all about that. Note to self: tell Charlie to enroll you to school.

"Bella, don't worry about school. I've already enrolled you in forks High. Your grandfather helped me with it so you're all set. All you need to worry about is what you're going to wear for school. I'm definitely not letting anyone see me with you in that disaster wardrobe you've bought!" oh well, Alice will be Alice.

We shopped for hours. Alice practically bought clothes that would last her for a month.

From Gucci to Victoria's Secret, we went to every store just to buy what she needs, but according to her everything was for me.

"Phew! I'm bushed. Maybe that's enough shopping for today." Finally! The magic words!

"Thank God Alice! Finally! God has given me mercy!" okay, so I was exaggerating but I really am thankful. Besides my feet are killing me. I'm wearing the deadliest weapons known to womanhood, death traps, but Alice calls them heels.

"Don't be such a drama queen Bella! You still have little clothing with you and if you don't mind we'll be shopping next week." Alice said with a smile.

"Oh, I mind Alice, I mind." I said with a tired voice. She punched me on the arm only to break a nail.

"Ouch! Great, I just had my nails done!" she said as she sucked on her nail.

"Sorry Alice." I said in a sincere voice.

"Hey, Bella, maybe you should head back home now. I'll just text Edward to send our chauffer here." Alice said as we stood from the bench we sat on beside the entrance.

"Sure, Charlie's probably home by now." I hugged her and walked to my car, carrying at least 25 shopping bags by myself. I set the bas in my car's trunk and took off.

It was a short drive, but I was taking my time. I wanted to think. Think about what happened before I came here to forks two days ago. Then it hit me.

I will always be an Assassin.

I remember those days when I was tortured. It was traumatizing, but everyone says it's just part of training me. I became heartless, 2 masked. One is someone deadly and another is happy and innocent which I only let Alice, grandmother and Rosalie see.

All those missions I've been through, I sacrificed something. I lost my virginity for a mission a few years back. That's why I'm on the pill. I was fifteen that time, but I looked matured and could probably be mistaken as an eighteen year old.

It was at those times that I say to myself, why me?

I arrived at Charlie's house and darted to the stairs. I locked my door and dumped my shopping bags inside my closet.

Then I heard my phone ring. I quickly grabbed it and looked at the address.

Grandfather.

"Hello" I answered as quickly as possible.

"Isabella. How, are you?" He said in a voice that I've heard so many times before.

"I'm fine grandfather, did you need anything?" I sighed, of course he did. He may want me for a mission or something. Why bother? I'll just refuse him.

"Ah. You really are a smart one my child. Yes I did need something. It's a mission-"

"Sorry Grandfather, I refuse." I cut him off before he can continue.

"But Isabella, this is important! I demand you to take this mission! It's an order!" he said, definitely shouting.

I was a bit taken a back. He's never raised his voice at me before, this must be something serious.

"What's the matter? Fine hit me with it, but I expect full payment." Sigh. Fine. So much for a shot of being normal.

"I need you to clean up William's mess." William's mess? What's that about?

"Okay. What do you mean?" I asked.

"He died along side with Rodriguez last night. Rosalie, who I guess is a friend of yours saw everything and is in a traumatized state now." Oh no, Rosalie.

"Is she alright?"

"Yes she is, that is why I'll be sending her there, not to be living with you but with Alice." Oh good, heavens.

"So what's my part in this picture?"

"William that night had taken all the organization's assassin's bio data and brought it to the vault for safe keeping. It was stolen from him. He was shot with Rodriguez while Rosalie was parking your car in our garage, she witnessed it. I'm guessing that another organization did this to us. You need to get our files back before it gets to the FBI. Get close to the leader's son and get to the 'claw'."

"Alright, send me the files, bye." I shut my phone and made my way to the bathroom. I took a long warm shower and fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

The next day, I woke up with a headache.

I opened my laptop and found some files sent to me by my grandfather. I opened it and stared at the picture.

It was a boy around eighteen, blond hair, blue eyes and a baby face. He looks quite ordinary. Then I looked at his bio.

Name: Michael Newton

Location: Forks, Washington, USA

Occupation: student; Forks High School.

Easy.

A/N: sorry if that was short. I'll try to update soon. sorry for the grammar/ spelling mistakes. rate and review.