Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me – they belong to Stephenie Meyer – except Anastasia

Bpov

The next day it was sunny, my kind of day. I looked out at the sun shining off the trees and sighed content. I felt like the vampire burden had been pulled off my shoulders, more than half the species of vampire couldn't come out in daylight and almost all showed some reaction.

Time to go to school. When it was sunny I could function better and it generally put me in a brighter mood. I headed downstairs to force Anastasia to wake up and drag her out the door.

I walked down the stairs and my mouth fell open.

"Anastasia" I shouted and she sat up suddenly from the sofa Zarbien's hair rising

"What is this?" I demanded indicating the living room which was in disarray, a lot of the wallpaper stained and sizzled and a fair bit of the carpet scorched. Half the ornaments – not that their were many – were broken, several of the pillows had exploded in masses of feathers resting on the grass like snow and I could see her cauldron and a rubble of magical ingredients lying carelessly on the floor.

"Oh..." she said looking at it

"Well?" I demanded

"I can explain" she said

"Can you?" I said incredulously

She hesitated she'd always been good at lying and making up excuses but this would be one hell of a thing to cover up and I'd known Anastasia all her life

"No, no not really" she said eventually

"You promised, you promised you wouldn't make any potions whilst we were here" I moaned

"Look I can fix it" she said "Halar ashina". She started indicating things with her fingers and they began to repair themselves feathers flying back into cushions which repaired themselves, stained vanishing from the walls as if they never were, the scorched carpet reforming like grass growing in fast motion.

Eventually the room looked as it had been when I last saw it and my sister's last spell was to telekinetically put her cauldron and ingredients away.

She gave me a guilty smile. I took this as a good sign for she didn't smile often. I forgave her at this, the weather had put me in a good enough mood to let it go. Besides for once she had only damaged the living room and not a person.

I walked out the room as she sent one last spell to reform the large mirror on one wall which was cracked with some shards on the floor like pieces of glitter.

I found Charlie who was eating his breakfast he looked at me.

"I heard you yelling at Anastasia" he observed

"Oh it was nothing" I said "Don't worry"

"I'm not worrying" he said "That girl deserves everything she gets and worse"

I sighed and changed the subject "It's a nice day out"

"Yes" he agreed looking out the window "Your kind of day. You're my sunny little girl"

I flushed, I hated it when he treated me like a three year old.

"Not like the vile creature poisoning my living room" he added with a venomous look through the door

I rolled my eyes. Sometimes I thought Anastasia and I should have just chanced the poltergeist rather than live with this friction between her and Charlie. We could have stayed with mom, we could have stayed with friends. Lots of plusses. Although on the minus side Phil would be dead.

After breakfast Anastasia and I headed to school she wandered off with Zarbien pretty quick, I on the other hand sat down on my jacket for a bit looking up at the sunshine. I saw people walking around in T-shirts and shorts although the temperature couldn't be over sixty. I wondered how the vampires were faring in this weather.

"Bella!" I heard a voice call

My mind instantly flicked to Anastasia and for some unknown reason turned expecting to see her. Instead it was Mike in khaki shorts and a striped rugby shirt waving. I imagined Anastasia in similar clothes and laughed out loud.

"What?" asked Mike as he sat by me

"Nothing, nothing" I said regaining myself "It's a great day"

"Sunny, a welcome change" he said looking up at the sky

"You have no idea" I said smiling

"What did you do yesterday?" he asked

"Homework mainly" I said and meant to meant to speak about my essay but instead other words fell out of my mouth they were "Is Edward Cullen here today?"

Mike frowned as I wondered why I had said that. He shook his head.

"I haven't seen him. Him and his family often take sunny days off. They can be rather strange" he said

I felt my lip twitching, you have no idea Mike.

Well that was one mystery solved, type two vampires couldn't tolerate sunlight. Maybe they turned to dust in it, who knows? I felt relief of course, Edward was away from me and my sister. We were safe from him, he was safe from Anastasia, everybody was safe and yet for some reason I felt disappointed. I felt almost like I wanted him to be there. My rational mind which I had used to co-exist with the supernatural for seventeen years was furiously asking what the hell I thought I was doing.

I spent the day pondering a little over this but my thoughts were interrupted by Jessica, Angela and Lauren who were talking about going to Port Angeles dress shopping for the dance tonight. I of course didn't need a dress because there was no way in a million years that I was going to the dance but hey it might be nice to hang out for some humans. Edward wouldn't be any trouble because he was, I assumed, locked up away from the sun and so eventually gave her a maybe.

The lessons passed and at lunch I looked towards the Cullen's table purely out of routine. What if Mike had just missed the Cullens? What if they could walk in sunlight like type 16, 5, 4 and god knows how many others? However when I looked the table was empty. I was getting paranoid again, I would make a rubbish bodyguard that's for sure.

Jessica called off the shopping trip which was in many ways a relief because apparently Mike had asked her out to dinner, at least he got there eventually. Unfortunately she scheduled it tomorrow and I was running out of excuses. In the end I gave in, if I didn't go out eventually I'd end up as one of those humans who because they no so much they shouldn't, they lock themselves away from the rest of the apparently oblivious world. No that wasn't going to be me no matter how much Anastasia wanted it.

When I got home I started dinner I thought about fish but then remembered Anastasia didn't like them so went for chicken instead. I checked my e-mail and saw some messages from mom. I replied realising how worried she got.

Mom,

Sorry. We've both been out. I had to write a paper and you know how Anastasia is with e-mails we're fine and so Zarbien we're sorry we couldn't write sooner.

These excuses were rather pathetic.

It's sunny outside today – I know. We're shocked, too – so I'm going to go outside and soak up as much vitamin D as I can. We love you.

Bella and Anastasia

I decided to head outside to do some reading in the sun but was interrupted as I was about to walk in the living room. Well not interrupted per say but when I saw what was going on I stopped dead in the doorframe.

Anastasia looked was sitting on the sofa with Zarbien looking shocked and very very happy and it was soon clear why as I looked towards what she was staring at.