APOV

The living room floor was covered with chess boards, Jasper and Carlisle were matched up, moving pieces this way and that. I had already seen their moves, and knew who would win, but it was still fun to watch them speed through the game. No one would play with me, not even Edward. Our games were over before they even started, both of us knowing the outcome, so why bother. I sighed, life was so boring sometimes.

While the game played on I was thinking of my upcoming shopping trip. Tiffany's had a new line coming out Friday, and I saw myself modeling the jeweled bracelet Saturday morning. I knew how much Jasper liked to try and surprise me though, so I didn't say anything to him, just smiled at myself. He didn't even know we were headed to New York this weekend; he'd have the idea in a few days.

I was seeing the clothes I'd be buying in my head, and was already planning out next week's outfits when something odd caught my eye. We were in the cafeteria, my hand running through Jasper's hair and I was staring at the bracelet he had bought me - it went so well with the designer jeans, heeled boots, and black cropped vest I was going to purchase - when my eyes landed on a new face. Who was this?

Suddenly all of our futures changed. I could see myself shopping with this girl, well more like me shopping and her groaning, but we were in Seattle having a fun afternoon. I saw her in a white wedding gown, Edward standing next to Carlisle, both in tuxes, his face showing that of desire and love while the girl walked towards him. I also saw my brother with eyes black as onyx, skin paler than normal, gaunt, his features twisted in pain. The images were coming in fast and clearly out of order. These were images of our futures, but how we got there, when they were to happen, I didn't know.

This had never happened before; I knew without a doubt that this girl was going to change our lives, be part of our lives, but not knowing how was giving me a migraine. I laid my head against the cool marble floor and willed my eyes closed. This of course did nothing to stop the vision onslaught, but it helped a little to no longer see with my eyes.

Edward, Emmett, and Rosalie were out hunting or I'm sure Edward would have been at my side within a fraction of a second of the visions starting. As it was, Jasper had felt my anxiety, fear, and pain. He was next to me in a flash, cradling my body and trying to send waves of calm to me. Carlisle was checking my vitals - there wasn't much he could do about my malfunctioning brain, but the physical symptoms could be alleviated.

"Keep her still" he murmured and I felt Jasper grip my arms, pinning me. I hadn't realized I was thrashing until my movements had stilled. The images were still flashing through my inner eye - this girl with bright red eyes and perfect skin, clearly newborn; the girl still as a human, standing behind us in the field we used for baseball; her and Edward, sheets tangled around them, a broken headboard teetering above them, her drained of all color, and his eyes, bright red from her blood. "Bella Swan," I whispered. The name had come to me in a vision of Monday - Edward was in his biology class and the girl walked in, was forced to introduce herself to the class. "I'm Bella Swan, just moved here from Phoenix" she said, eyes down, blush forming. She tripped on her way to the only empty seat, which was at Edward's table.

Abruptly the visions ended and I was left in the dark. What this meant, I didn't know, but I was grateful for the end to the torment. Most days, visions only came when I was looking for things or something was going to change our course. The only time I had seen this much at once was when I first woke up and saw my entire future flash before my eyes. Not much about us had changed in the last ninety years.

I could sense the family around me, but they were quiet, letting me come to on my own. I slowly opened my eyes, and was staring straight into Jasper's, concern emanating from him in waves. "Jazz, I'm fine. But Edward, I have to talk to him." I frantically looked around and saw that they weren't back yet. I curled into Jasper and closed my eyes, replaying the visions I had seen, but slowly, analyzing them and trying to make sense of the obscure future we had now been thrown into.

BPOV

My mother was getting married. I had watched her flit from man to man throughout the years, never staying with someone for very long. As soon as they even hinted at moving in (or having us move in with them - the horror!) she was out so fast, I usually didn't even get to tell them goodbye. I usually didn't even bother getting to know them. I'm sure most of her dates thought I was cold, but I couldn't get attached. I knew better than anyone, things, relationships don't last, so why would I want to start one with a man who would be forgotten in a week.

Yeah, that made my mom sound like some sort of wild woman, and she was, in a way, but she never did anything to put me in harms way; she was just a free spirit, not one to be tied down. Some days I was surprised she hadn't left me with Charlie - a kid is probably the biggest tether in the world, but alas, here I was in her whirlwind life, our small two-bedroom house the only constant throughout the years.

And then she met Phil. They'd only been dating a few months, but he popped the question last night and for some reason she said yes. I think she likes the idea of dating a younger man, someone as adventurous as she is, and his work will let her travel with him so she won't be stuck in one place. I knew I'd be in the way now. I'd have to explain to her that moving in with Charlie was the best thing, for all of us. It would take some time, but hopefully not too long. The new school year was starting soon, and I'd rather start a new school in August over waiting until the middle of the semester. She'd never forgive me if I wasn't there for the wedding; could I convince her to get married as quickly as they got engaged? And Charlie… I knew he had been hurt when I stopped visiting, giving an ultimatum that if he wanted to see me we had to vacation in California because I found the constant rain too dreary for summer break. It would really suck to not want to be wanted by both parents.

I pulled out my notebook and started jotting down my plans, preparations to be made, and phone calls I needed to make.

*Call Charlie - if he isn't on board, nothing else matters

*Talk to Phil - convince him first

*Tell mom my plans - you know she isn't good with decisions, so make it for her

*Pack - books and cold weather clothes, the rest doesn't really matter

*Transcripts, medical records - figure out what I need to do to get that all transferred

*Move - a plane is more practical, pick a date Charlie can meet me at the airport

*Buy new clothes - would have to come after getting a job, which I can't do until September

*After clothes, get a car. I am NOT being driven around in the cruiser for two years.

It wasn't a lot, but I was cringing at most of the list. I was a bit of a homebody, quiet to the extreme, and this was really putting myself out there, but I knew it's what I needed to do. Before I lost the nerve I picked up the phone and called Charlie. "Hey Dad, I've made a decision, and really hope you're on board. I want to move to Forks."