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Bella POV

I woke to the sound of my lullaby playing throughout the large house. The music was light and refreshing. Hearing the piano was much more pleasant than my usual alarm. I sat up in the enormous bed, and gazed around the room. I still couldn't believe this was mine. I also couldn't believe that I wasn't upset about it. I did feel awkward being taken care of, but I loved this family so much that it didn't make me angry in the least.

I climbed out of my...yes my bed, and quickly remade it. I looked around trying to find a clock. I finally found one on the wall next to my bed. It was 6:45 a.m. I couldn't believe that I had gotten so little sleep, but felt so totally rested.

I heard an impatient knock at my door. "Come in Alice." I said knowing exactly who was on the other side.

She danced through the door. "I thought I was the psychic. How did you sleep?"

She stopped and hugged me. "I knew you would want to help me with my wardrobe, and I slept great. I might need some coffee though, to survive all day on a couple hours of sleep."

She grabbed my arm and drug me off to the closet. "I don't want you to be mad, but I got you all of these clothes. I sorta figured they could be a late birthday present." She opened the door to my closet, and I nearly passed out.

The closet was the size of my bedroom at Charlie's house. There was one wall just for dresses, one for pants and shorts, one for shirts and blouses, and one for coats and jackets. In the middle was an island with hundreds of shoes. To my relief most of the shoes had no heel or a low heel.

I appraised all of the clothes, and was thrilled that most of it was clothes that I would actually wear. I think that Alice finally reconciled my need to be me with her need for me to be fashionable. "Alice, this is great. I...don't...know what to say. There is no way I could ever repay you." I could feel tears filling my eyes.

"Don't worry about it. Rose does her own shopping, and shopping for myself isn't very exciting anymore. You aren't a fan of shopping so it's great for me. You are my sister, and I want to do whatever I need to keep you in my family." She was looking at her feet, and fidgeting.

I laughed, "You guys are all working me over. I can't find a single reason to not spend all my time here." Three weeks was going to feel like three lifetimes.

"That is the plan." She giggled, while I dressed in the outfit she had handed me.

She did my hair, and make-up at vampire speed. I truly didn't feel bothered by it. Her natural pace just seemed so natural to me. I knew I was at home, and hated myself for denying it.

"Oh yeah, the boys were jealous that we made you food, so they are all making breakfast for you.....it might be edible.....I'm sure Edward will make sure they don't screw it up too much." She shook her head while we walked downstairs arm and arm.

"What is with the fascination of feeding me? I can feed myself you know." I tried to sound annoyed but the words were still wrapped in love.

"It is hard to explain. Maybe someday you will understand." She told me while pulling me into the large dinning room.

The boys made a reasonably sized breakfast, it was still too much for just myself to eat. I ate the eggs, bacon, fruit, and biscuits with gravy. The food was very excellent. "You guys are all really great cooks, maybe you can give Charlie lessons sometime."

All of the boys looked really excited that I liked their cooking, and Edward came over to me and asked, "Are you ready for class? We are going to be late if we don't leave now."

"I need to go get my books from my dorm." I said with a guilty expression on my face.

"Don't worry about it. Rose got them this morning when Cheyenne woke up." He handed me my bag with all my things inside. They really has thought of everything.

We drove to English in silence. When we arrived we were the last ones to come in, so we grabbed the two open seats in the back of the room. We both actively participated in the discussion of Romeo and Juliet.

The class would be finished with the play by Friday. Before the class ended, the professor told us to start thinking about the written assignment that would conclude this unit. She explained that she wanted us to write our own romantic tragedy, and to remember that there are more tragic events in life than death. Didn't I know that too well.

Edward raised his hand, "Can the characters be of the supernatural world?' he asked with fervor in his voice.

"Yes, as long as you include romance and tragedy your characters are yours to create." She said in a whimsical voice.

Other students asked questions about the assignment, but I was lost in my own thoughts. I had lived a romantic tragedy, and knew that my story would be perfect. It would fit the assignment, and it gave me an outlet for my feelings. I knew that I would have a hard time presenting it to the class, but Edward needed to understand where I was coming from.

Edward POV

This assignment is the perfect opportunity for me to give Bella all the answers that she seeks about why I left her. I will also be able to show her that my love for her is true and deep, and always will be.

I knew this was the opportunity I needed to use my flair for the dramatic, and my ability to convey my thoughts and feelings. I knew that with this silly class assignment, I could finally win my Bella's heart. That we could start our forever sooner than I had thought possible.

I looked over at her and she was lost in deep thought. She must have been planning her story as well. I was excited to hear what her mind would create.

This day, has turned out better than I could have expected. I would spend all of my free time putting together my story, well our story. I want it to be perfect, and I want her to finally see and understand.

Bella POV

Edward and I walked silently to our next class. I was still planning my story in my head. I knew the story by heart but I needed it to be perfect.

We stopped at the coffee shack outside of the psychology building. I got the largest sized mocha. I needed the boost! The new assignment and my lack of sleep were starting to catch up with me.

This time we were in the first group of students to arrive at class. We found seats close to the front. I pulled out my book, and my notes. "Umm...I might need your help in this class....I am already lost." I whispered leaning toward Edward.

"I think I can do that, and I know an empath, he has a great handle on psychology. I figure you will pass this class with no problem." He patted my hand and winked at me, he straightened up in his seat as the lecture began.

I listened intently to the lecture hoping that some of it would make sense, but none of it did. I was definitely going to need Edward and Jasper's help. This class was turning into the bane of my existence. I felt like I was listening to a foreign language.

The class passed so slowly it was painful, and I was thrilled when it was over. "I'm glad that torture is over." I said while we walked out of the classroom.

"It wasn't that bad. You just have to try not to over think it all." He said in a know it all tone.

"Well we have two hours before history. Do you think that you could translate psychology for me then?" I asked with desperation in my voice.

"Of course, we can go back to your room. Rose brought leftovers with her this morning so your fridge should be packed." His voice was full of pride.

We went back to my room, and I made myself a plate of the leftovers. They were just as good today as they had been last night. I sat at my desk, and took notes on Edward's explanation of what we had just learned in psychology.

When we finished the tutoring session I put my stuff away in my desk. When I opened the desk drawer I found the letter from Jake inside. I looked over and Edward was busy typing something on his laptop, so I decided to read the letter.

I opened the letter, and unfolded the page. I took a deep breath before I let my eyes focus on the words that were written in front of me.

Dear Bella,

I really don't know what to say to you right now. I am angry about everything that has happened. I am angry that fate took what we could have been away; angry that I reacted poorly when it happened; and I am angry that HE came back. I know that you will return to him in time, that is just how it is supposed to happen. I am trying to deal with that. I know you aren't meant to be with me, but I hate that you are meant to be with him. You are still my best friend, and I don't want you to be in pain anymore. If being with him makes you happy then I will not cause problems. I still can't give my permission for them to break the treaty and take my best friend away from me. I know you think that you will be the same, but I just can't take that chance. Maybe in time I will change my mind, but for now I can't do it. I know that you will be angry at me, but I would rather you be angry than dead. I love you Bells, please forgive me.

Jake

I wiped tears away from my cheeks, and knew that I couldn't stay angry at Jake forever. He had his reasons for how he was feeling. I just needed to change his mind. I remembered my conversation with Cheyenne, and hoped that I could get her help with Jake.

"I think that after class tonight, I want to stay here. I would like to spend some time with Cheyenne, and Jake if he is here.

"That's completely fine. I'll let the girls know not to cook dinner tonight." He said while he sent a text message.

We went to history and sat through the boring lecture, and both of us were grateful to get to Carlisle's class. Carlisle and Jasper greeted us quickly before class started. I listened intently to the lecture, determined to beat Edward in this class.

At the end of class, I talked briefly to Carlisle and Jasper. Edward told them of our wager, and they both said they would help me. Edward dropped me off at my room, and told me that Alice would like me to spend tomorrow with her. I agreed, and went up to my room.

I sat in my room alone, doing an outline of my story, and thought of ways that Cheyenne and I could convince Jake to lighten up.

Cheyenne got home as I was finishing my outline. She was alone, and she looked a little sad.

"Cheyenne, are you alright?" I asked, I hoped that Jake wasn't being dumb.

"How did you do it?....How did you manage to be apart of this world and have friends that weren't?" She said with sadness in her voice.

"Well...I didn't have many friends outside of this world. The ones I did have I would schedule time with whenever I could. I think the most important part was learning who was worth keeping as a friend outside of the world that I was most comfortable in." I hoped that my answer helped her.

"I just don't think that my friends, you know the ones that are here a lot will accept such an out of the blue relationship like I have with Jacob. I just don't like feeling like I am going to have to make a choice." She was pacing the length of the room shaking her head.

I sighed, "If they can't accept that Jake is important to you them maybe they aren't as goo of friends as you thought. It is hard to make new friends, but in this world the friends that you make are irreplaceable."

"Thanks Bella. You are right if they can't accept Jacob, then I can't accept them. He makes me happy, and I am more connected to him than I even understand." She smiled and sat at her desk.

"Speaking of Jake, I don't know if he told you about his refusal to allow my change in the future, if and when it happens. I was thinking about what you told me yesterday. I was sorta hoping that maybe you could talk to him, and maybe make him more open to the idea. I know he won't say yes right away but I need him on that track." I said sheepishly cringing, hoping that she would help me with my stubborn best friend.

"Yes, I will talk to him. I would have before but I didn't want to stick my nose in your business. I definitely think that it is your choice, and he shouldn't tell you how to live. I will talk to him until I am blue in the face if I have to. He is stubborn isn't he?" She laughed shaking her head.

I laughed "More than you know, he gives stubbornness a new dimension."

We both talked and worked on our homework, turned out she was a psychology major so she helped with the rest of my psychology homework. We finally gave up on talking and studying at eleven. Both of us went to the showers, and got ready for bed still talking the entire time. Talking and showering is a very strange combo, but it was fun.

I told her about my room at the Cullen's and she asked to see it someday. I told her that they would love if she came over. She also said that Jake was not to know about it. I understood why. Until we could break him of his Cullen hating ways it would be best that his knowledge of his girl hanging out in their house was limited.

I told her about my three weeks deadline, and she decide to bet that I wouldn't last. She figured I would cave by the end of next week. We bet bed making and vacuuming for a week.

Our conversation eventually died down after we turned out the lights and we both drifted off to sleep.

I dreamt that Jake was trying to destroy the Cullen's and myself, and the pain and terror felt so real. I should have know that my nightmares wouldn't give up without a fight. i woke once gasping for air, and when I managed sleep again I dreamt of making love to Edward in my new room in front of the roaring fire.