Edward locked his cold gaze on me. I laughed on the inside, how he actually thought that I was going to back down. So I grinned, "You don't have to glare at me, I know you don't like me." I searched his mind. Hell yes I don't like you. You almost killed Bella, you idiot. Also I can't read you which pisses me off. I laughed to myself again. "You don't like me because you can't read me. And to you think that I'm a threat to Bella."

His expression became confused. However, his eyes never left mine. "What makes you so sure of that?"

I smirked. Edward's mouth nearly dropped open. "You honestly thought that I had nothing up my sleeve?"

He gritted his teeth, "I don't know you so how would I know what to expect."

"Nah, you knew. I know you thought something was different about me and Gabriel aside from the eyes. And I wouldn't worry about me hurting Bella. That would be more on Gabriel's side. Besides, I like her. She's a little spacey, but I do think I'm going to like her."

Edward growled and then slipped out of the door. I smiled smugly I never lost a staring contest.

I decided I should find Gabriel. I walked into the hall. "Gabe?" I called.

"In here!" came his voice. I walked into his room. It was nice; the walls were a nice dark green and his furniture metal. He was sitting on the floor next to Emmet. What a sight that was a true mouse and the lion. From the pile of cards, and his fast hand movements, I concluded that he was showing off his card tricks.

Gabriel pulled out from the top, all four Aces. Emmet clapped. "That was a great one!" He exclaimed. "You should teach me that one, then I can show Rosalie." Gabriel smiled and shook his head. "Why not?" Emmet whined.

Gabriel giggled. "Because, a magician never reveals his secrets…but, maybe I can make an exception."

"That sounds great. Jera, Gabriel is going to teach me a trick." I chuckled. Something about a grown man wanting to learn a magic trick from a six year old was extremely funny.

Gabriel shooed me from the room. "No, Jera! You can't watch, you aren't allowed to."

"Ok," I said pretending to complain.

I turned on my heel. Alice was right there. "Hey, want to talk?" She asked.

"Uh sure…"

"Ok great." She rushed into my room.

I trailed after her closing the door behind me. I looked at Alice who was staring at me intently.

"Edward absolutely hates you!"

"You didn't need to tell me that."

"He really hates you. And it's very random. I mean he's hated people before but he really hates you."

"Gee wow."

Alice frowned. "I think he thinks you're with the Volturi."

That hit me like a ton of bricks. I remembered the Volturi; they had to try recruiting both me and Gabriel. "Why would he worry about the Volturi?" I thought back to what I had told him, groaning in my mind when I replayed the last bit of our conversation.

"It's a very, very, very long story. I know Edward wouldn't like me telling you it, but I know he'll spend the night with Bella. So are you up for it?"

"I've got all night," I remarked lightly twirling my silky hair. Alice laughed.

She then straightened herself up and put on a poker face. "Ok, so it all started about a year ago when Bella first moved here…"

The story was very, very, very long. Alice finished just as the sun was rising. I sat there stunned at what I had just heard. Bella wasn't lying when she said I didn't know the half of it.

"Wow…that's a lot. I feel horrible for her."

"I know," She sighed. Then Alice looked up at the clock. "Oh, shit, sorry I have to go." Alice got up and kissed my cheek before darting out of the room.

It was the first time I'd been truly alone since I'd left Omaha. This depressed me a little. But then again, I did have an entire town to explore. I stared at the bags that were still on the floor, maybe I would put things away first.

Not that putting my clothes away was going to take so long. I was a neat freak. So the clothes were already to just shift into the drawers. I laid out one outfit to change into. It was a short sleeve red shirt which I buttoned up just a little above where ribcage ended. I put a matching red belt tightly across my flat stomach. The pants were dark washed jeans and my shoes, red Jimmy Choo's. (My absolutely perfect body looked amazing in it), and within ten minutes I was out the door.

I hopped in my Porsche, glad that Gabriel didn't have to come with me. As much as I love that kid, it is tiresome to watch after someone 24/7.

I drove around the town for a bit, but didn't find anything of interest there. After talking to a few locals who were strangely interested in talking to my boobs, I decided that I would try going to this La Push place, maybe doing some cliff diving like one, very talkative guy recommended.

So I bought a swimsuit, and slipped it on under my clothes. Carefully following the instructions of one of the guys I talked to I made it to La Push. It looked pretty much like Forks, except a lot more trees, and a lot less houses.

I pulled up to the cliffs. They looked pretty high. The guy who recommended doing this was right, it was pretty popular. There were five guys on the edge each jumping off at different times.

Looking at the sky, I smiled. The sun was behind clouds. I would be able to go out. I parked the car and killed the engine and got out. Pulling off my outer clothing I continued to watch the last of the guys jump off.

One spotted me and didn't jump. The guy just stared at me, his mouth hanging open. He called something to the others. I wasn't paying attention to what he said, nor did I really care, it was probably just something about my body like always. Quickly, the other four assembled next to the other one.

I walked to the edge of the cliff completely aware and annoyed by their stares. In no mood to listen to some pea brains thinking about my beauty I dove into the water without hesitation.

No wonder why cliff diving was popular. There was no feeling like it, and I had done plenty of things in my life that caused rushes. The wind whipped all around my body. I pulled myself into a ball and started doing flips, only to straighten out in time for the impact of the icy water. Like my flawless skin.

Wanting to do it again I paddled to the shore. I looked up and saw the four guys standing there looking, no glaring at me. It obviously wasn't what I had thought previously.