I wanted to go home. I wanted to crawl under a very large rock and hide. I wanted my father to be here and tell me everything would be okay. I wanted my mother to tell me to follow my heart and that it knows best. I wanted Jake to cuddle me and tell me the Cullens were a bunch of asses.

That's what I would do. I would go visit Jake.

Only I can't. I had to stay in school.

Damn it.

Mom? What happened? Noah kept pushing into my mind, probing for an answer. Though I thought it was amazing that not even my shield could keep him or his sister out, this was one of those times where I wished I was still undetectable to anyone.

I just shook my head and mouthed the word later. It had been already four periods and I refused to speak. I didn't address anyone except my children but even then it wasn't with words. To make up for it, Evie told everyone I had a disorder with migraines and that it was so painful that I felt sick. People backed off a bit with her warning and she spoke for me.

By the time lunch had come, I was more than willing to swim across the ocean without a break if it meant I got to go home. I hadn't seen Jasper for the rest of the day but I found out from another kid that Emmett was in my gym class next period. I was so not looking forward to it but it could have been worse. It could be Rosalie.

Speaking of the blonde, I really didn't want to enter that cafeteria because I know she would be in there with the guys. I don't know what her reaction would be. Would she believe me? Or would she try to strangle me for what Edward told her I did.

In all honesty, I didn't want to find out.

"What did they say to you?" Noah asked when we entered the cafeteria. We both followed Evie to an empty table pushed into the south corner of the room. It was perfect for us and hopefully would keep us somewhat shadowed from the humans.

"Mom, please talk to us," Evie whispered. She tugged on my sleeve and forced me to look at her. I could feel my frozen heart break all over again when I saw the sadness and the worry in those chocolate irises. She was terrified for me and I had made it worse by not answering her and her brother's concerns. That was just plain horrible of me.

I shook my head and patted her shoulder lovingly. "Nothing I can't handle. It's just going to be harder for me then I thought it would be."

Noah started looking around the room, searching for his 'uncles' with a glare that could kill. I knew exactly who he was looking for – the carbon copy of himself. "Is he here? Is that son of a bitch here, too?"

"Noah," I snapped, warning him of his mouth. I wouldn't let him sink down to his level. "He isn't here; from what they said, he and the others won't be here for another few weeks."

"So there's a chance we could leave before they arrive," Evie suggestion, her tone hopeful and somewhat excited. I nodded once.

"I'm praying that's the case. It's bad enough three of them are there… I'll tell you the rest tonight, when we're alone. It's not something I wish to talk about in a public place," I explained. Both of them nodded but then Noah growled.

"Three… who is the third?"

Before I could answer, Evie interrupted me. "I'm going to guess it is that blonde that's looking at mom like she has three heads. She just walked in with the men."

I followed her gaze and met the eyes of none other than Rosalie Hale. Still gorgeous as ever, her blonde hair was still waist length and golden, enough to make any human envy and lust after her. Her eyes were still the same teasing liquid gold color that made any person melt, despite their sexuality. I'm sure she's turned quite a few around.

Isabella, she mouthed. I nodded once. Seeing her now, I realized I didn't harbor any hard feelings for her. We never got along well before; she thought I was an idiot for wanting to throw my humanity away so carelessly. Being a vampire now, I understood what she meant. I missed being human. We weren't so much different now.

The only emotional contrast between us now was that I was able to have what she couldn't: children.

She started to walk over–no, jog over to us but paused when her heard turned slightly to the side. I raised an eyebrow but soon found out what had caused her to stop. Deidre Allen, the redhead who had caught my son's attention, was heading over to us with David Lockhart. They were hesitant as they carried their trays over but it shocked me they were coming over at all.

"Hey," Deidre said as she stopped in front of our table, instantly blocking Rosalie from my sight. I wondered what her reaction was from being interrupted by a creature so much below her.

Deidre was tiny, probably a little over five feet. Her eyes weren't just gray; they were silver and shiny, sort of like newly polished metal. They were rimmed with smudged black eyeliner, giving her the raccoon look that many try to avoid. Somehow though, it fit her, especially with her edgy bronze hair and dark lipstick.

Taking the time to really look at her, I understood my son's attraction to her. Deidre was definitely the artistic type. Her top was simple and sort of vintage; a dyed black, short sleeve peasant shirt that bared her snowy shoulders. Her jeans, a similar ebony shade, were torn, ripped, and decorated with different colors of paint. The only accessories she had was a black and red leather band around her neck and another around her right wrist.

"Hey," I responded. Evie smiled and Noah just looked dumbfounded. "Deidre, right? And David; you were both in our first period classes."

They both nodded. "Yeah we were. Do you mind if we sit here? There aren't any open spaces anymore."

Evie shook her head and gestured to the seats. "Of course you can; we don't bite."

Naturally, the moment Evie decided to say that, her poor brother was trying to down a giant gulp of orange soda. As soon as Evie said 'bite', Noah was following up with a violent choking noise as he tried to swallow what was in his mouth. The mother in me wanted to run over and do what I could, even though I knew he would be fine, but the human beat me to it; Deidre was on her feet faster than I had the thought processed and started whacking him on the back.

"Spit it back in the bottle, don't try to swallow it!" she snapped, worry thick in her voice. Evie and I weren't as concerned though; Noah was half vampire, for God's sake. His body would fight the violation soon enough.

Noah finally listened to her and spit the neon colored carbonation out and back into the bottle. Deidre grabbed her bottle of water from her tray and forced him to drink, despite his protests. Evie and I tried not to laugh as Noah succumbed to the female's forceful but helpful actions.

"Whoa," Noah gasped when he finally had his throat cleared. Deidre patted his back gently and watched as he blinked the tears away from his eyes. By the way she watched him with careful eyes, I could see that she might feel the pull he felt.

"You alright? What happened?" she questioned.

"He was being an idiot and decided to drink too much at once," Evie answered for her brother with a grim smile. "Isn't that right, unmannered brother?"

Noah glared at his sister and then looked back at Deidre with soft eyes. "I'm fine. It just went down the wrong pipe, so to speak. Happens sometimes, right?"

Deidre nodded slowly then realized her hand was still on his back. She pulled it back slowly, as if to be subtle about it, and then went back to her tray. I followed her gaze and was nearly shocked that David was still standing there. He looked confused by the whole ordeal and really, I didn't blame him.

I slid down in my seat and kicked the chair out in front of him, grinning unusually well for my earlier mood. "Have a seat there, David; join the dark side."

Mom! Noah scolded but Evie laughed. I ignored him and then looked at Evie, smirking like a smug kitten with a mouse. "You too Deidre."

Both humans sat down with shocked expressions but did as I said. I had to keep myself from laughing more; humans were so adorable, especially these two.

"I hope I remember your names right," David murmured as he started to unwrap his sandwich. He started with Noah and then named my daughter and me, getting it in the correct order.

"Congratulations; you didn't mix us up," Evie said with a smirk. She leaned back and chewed on a carrot stick from her lunch.

Looking at what Deidre and David ate, I was glad I had told them to pack their lunches. The food looked like something only prisoners and vultures would eat. When I had been human, the food was tolerable but now it just looked like crap. Maybe it was because I found all human food disgusting but that stuff was pushing the limit.

"Aren't you going to eat anything, Bella?" David asked as he stared at the blank table spot in front of me. I shook my head and smiled softly.

"I guess I am one of the few freaks on this planet that doesn't enjoy food like others do," I answered. Deidre narrowed her eyes as she gazed at my midsection carefully.

"You aren't anorexic though," she said, though it sounded like a question. David nearly snapped his neck as he turned to look at her, scolding her for her blunt accusation. I waved him off dismissively, though.

"Nah I'm not anorexic. I had the misfortune of inheriting some kind of disorder where my body rejects a lot of food. I hardly eat anything yet I am fine," I lied. I didn't know if such a disorder existed but they looked like they bought it. After a few moments of hesitation and thoughts, they dropped the subject and moved on accordingly.

I was shocked by how much fun I had with my kids and the humans. They were sophisticated for their age, making our conversations easier to continue and more fun to have. I was surprised that it was enough to forget my previous morning at times and I certainly was thankful for that.

My day was starting to look up.

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