I do not own Twilight.

Bella

"Do you need to add anything to the list before I head out?" Diana, my housemate, had unpacked faster than me and was heading to the shops for food essentials.

I rushed out of my room, unfortunately my rushing was still everyone else's hobbling, but it was progress. Looking down the list, I noted down a few more items. "Please don't forget loo roll," I begged. One roll had been provided, but that wouldn't last long.

"Of course, I'll be back soon."

The college owned a few supported housing options on campus. They were 2 occupancy accessible bungalows with on call support as needed. It was perfect for me and my needs and I was very thankful to have the space. Everything was painted with neutral colours and the furniture was basic, but it was home for the foreseeable future.

This accommodation had been one of the few reasons that Dad had let me leave. He had been unable to fly over with me to help me unpack, but I had promised to call him when I had settled in.

Returning to my room, I started taking things out of the final box. This box contained odd assortments that I had wanted to bring with me and my books. It didn't take me long to organise everything needed. I collapsed on the bed, exhausted.

We had decided on easy pizza dinner for tonight. Tomorrow, Saturday, we could go shopping for proper ingredients for meals.

I couldn't wait for lessons to start on Monday, it would mostly be orientation but that was okay.

Taking out my cell, I dialled Forks. Dad answered after only one ring. "Bit keen, are we?" I was joking with him and he knew it.

"How is everything? Did you arrive alright? Have you eaten? Did you take your meds?" I allowed him to ramble out a few more questions before I interrupted him.

"Would you like me to answer or do you want me to just sit and listen to you questioning?" He laughed at me and I could imagine the sheepish face. "Everything is good over here. Liz gave me the key and made sure everything was okay, she said she would check in on us later before she headed home. Diana is friendly and I think we are going to get on well. I've unpacked everything. Oh, and tell Jake he owes me a tenner, all my books fit on the shelves."

"That's great Bells, I'm so pleased its going well. Is there anything you've forgotten and need me to send over?"

"Not that I have noticed at the moment. I may realise something is missing over the next few days though."

The conversation continued, mostly rambling about nothings. I was worried about Charlie being lonely without me there, but I also knew the pack would look after him. I had given Jake strict instructions to deliver something green to his fridge at least once a month.

"I've got to go Dad, Diana is back."

"Sure thing kiddo, I'll phone you in a few days to see how you are getting on. If you need anything, anything at all, you let me know. If you change your mind about being there, I can get you on a flight in no time." He was ever hopeful that I would change my mind and go home.

"Love you Dad." I hung up the phone and grabbed my stick. Although I didn't strictly need it in the house, my exhaustion was making me wobbly and it was better not to risk it. I did not need to be acquainting myself with the local hospital staff on my first day.

"Are you ready for me to put dinner on or did you want some more time to unpack?" Diana asked me as I came into the room.

She was a petite girl with bright ginger hair cut into a crop. She was an art major and a bit shy. When I had arrived, she had rushed into her room and closed the door, appearing half an hour later to say hi. We had gotten to know each other over the course of the afternoon, and she was warming up to me.

"Now is good, do you need a hand sorting the groceries?" As predicted, she shook her head and moved away into the kitchen. I heard her banging around as she put things away. Deciding to give her some space, I sat on the couch and turned on the TV. I wasn't planning to watch anything, but the background noise was nice.

Diana came to sit with me a while later, I offered her the control. She shook her head and settled down with a sketch pad I hadn't noticed her holding.

"I'll get it." I said a while later when the alarm went off. "I'll just bring it back in here for tonight."

I stood and made my way to the oven, taking out the pepperoni pizza and placing it on a tray I carried it back next door. It had been a hard lesson, but I had learnt not to get annoyed that everything took longer. So back and forth I went carrying everything needed.

"Thanks," Diana said as I sat back in the den. She had placed her sketch pad on the coffee table face up and I was amazed by what was drawn.

It was a beautiful creature. The front end was a perfectly sketched Eagle, the feathers had beautiful detail and the emotion was clear in his eyes, he was stalking prey. The hind end was a gorgeously muscular lion. Although the drawing was in graphite, I could imagine bold colours he held. "That's incredible," I said to her slightly gobsmacked, "it's a griffin, right?"

She blushed and nodded. Quickly grabbing the pad, she flipped the cover over hiding her work. She smiled at me and went back to eating.

"Thank you," I called as I climbed off the bus. I was lucky that my accommodation was close to a bus stop and that the route went directly to the main building. Public transport was a necessary evil when you were unable to drive.

"I'm meant to be going to hall 1 blue signs," Diana said, "Which are you going to?"

I looked down at my paperwork, damn memory, I had read this information only a moment ago. "Hall 3 red signs," I replied.

She looked around at the signs. This was the first official day being open so not only was the campus busy, there were lots of signs sending people in the right directions. Thankfully Diana was helping me navigate before leading, else I may never make it in time.

"I am over the road down at the other complex by the looks of it," she said squinting down the road towards what I assumed was a blue arrow. "You need to go across the parking lot and into the building over there." She pointed towards a big building. "Are you alright to get there?"

I nodded. "Best get going, wasn't expecting such a walk." We smiled at each other.

Over the weekend we had gotten to know each other better. I had learnt that she had lived with her mother and two younger brothers. It had been as much of a struggle to convince her mother to let her leave as it had been to convince Charlie. She didn't disclose why she was in this particular accommodation, and I didn't pry. It wasn't any of my business and I sensed it made her feel uncomfortable.

She had shown me some more of her drawings and I had lent her one of my fiction books. A guide to the supernatural had been a gift from Jacob when I left. It had the intended effect when I opened it and noticed the addition to the front cover. It now read A highly inaccurate guide to the supernatural. Few understood the joke, but the pack found it hilarious.

I found out that she specialised in drawing animals and mystic creatures, though her reasoning of "I think they are pretty" wasn't all that convincing.

We settled into a nice routine between us, she wasn't much of a cook but was a whiz with dishes. Neither of us were much of a TV fan, but we both liked the background noise, so we opted to buy a radio to share. I told her about my friends back home and she told me about her hometown. We briefly went to the communal area, but both decided it wasn't for us. I liked the set up, it worked for us both.

I was making incredibly slow progress across the parking lot, not looking at anything other than my feet. I hoped to delay the inevitable ER staff introductions as long as possible.

A few people were friendly saying hi to me and I happily replied, most were too focused on the day to care.

Sitting on a chair near the front, I waited. The start of today was going to be tours and general information for the freshmen. My key worker, Liz, who was responsible for overseeing my support, had assigned me a student who would just show me what was needed to save me walking everywhere.

It turned out that the student was called Monica. She was fairly tall and well built with a bright smile. "Ready to go?" She asked me.

I was shown where all of my classrooms are, the best places to eat, the library, the toilet and various other places. Not once did she complain about my slow speed. I enjoyed talking to her. She was in her third year at Cornell majoring in journalism. Apparently, she was one of those people who knew everyone, and I mean everyone. She introduced me to many tutors and students, knowing all of their names and saying hello with her trademark friendly face.

It was nearly lunch when she turned to me. "That is everything I need to show you, do you know where you are needed next?" She asked me.

"No, I am only doing half days at the moment so will head home. Can you show me to the quad? I said I would say hi to my housemate before I left for the day."

She walked me not far to the patch of grass at the centre of the complex. "Would you like me to wait for you?" She asked me when we arrived.

I shook my head, "No thank you, you have been amazing showing me around. I hope it wasn't too boring for you."

"Not at all, I enjoyed myself, I hope to see you again soon. Bye Bella." She said walking away.

I pulled a granola bar out of my bag along with a bottle of water. I looked at my watch, sighing when I saw I had another half an hour or so to wait, I also pulled out my book.

Reading was more difficult since the accident. When I was tired, I had to squint to see the words and focus hard to keep the information in my knowledge. Sue had introduced me to audio books which allowed me to enjoy the stories, but I preferred books. You couldn't imagine your own voices with audiobooks.

I was lost in my own world and didn't hear Diana approach. "You meant it when you said you could read anywhere." She said laughing at me. I put the book away and stood to greet her.

"I know, I was distracted. Anyway, how was your morning?"

"It has been great. I have been shown the location of many places that I cannot name or locate again. Been bombarded with so much information I think my head is going to explode. What is with this place and dumping so much information on you at one time?" She looked exasperated.

"No idea, but hopefully everything will become clearer with time. If it doesn't, I am in a lot of trouble." We laughed at the joke together and I felt something off.

It was a tingling sensation on the back of my neck and a constriction in my chest. It wasn't difficult to breath, but I knew instantly that something was off. Looking at Diana, I knew she couldn't feel it. I wasn't following what she was saying, but she seemed comfortable enough. Turning slightly, I looked around.

I was being watched. I didn't know who was watching me or why, but I could feel someone there. Cursing my eyes, I turned back to Diana. "I feel like someone is watching me, is there anyone there?"

She looked around the quad briefly then back to me. "Nope, not visible to humans anyway."

The feeling was still there but less so.

"I must be over tired. I am going to go back for a nap I think. Sorry I can't stay for lunch like I had planned." I apologised.

"Don't worry about it, today has been tough on everyone, give yourself a break. I can walk you to the stop if you like." She looked down at her watch. "I can't wait with you, but the bus should only be 20 minutes or so."

I smiled at her and gave her my thanks. It was when we started walking that I realised quite how tired I was. Maybe college had been a bad idea. Maybe I wasn't ready. My leg was shaking with the effort to continue walking and I kept bumping into people.

Charlie will be all over this if something happens on my first day. I thought to myself. Just get home and rest, that's all I need to do right now.

Before I moved here, I had all my medical details transferred to a local specialist who would continue to see over my case. They had all been involved in developing the support plan I needed and there were many back ups in place. One of those back up plans had been a rollator, a wheeled walking frame with a seat. I had grudgingly accepted it, knowing that my Dad would throw a fit if I didn't follow their advice to the letter, but I had secretly planned to leave it hiding in the cupboard. Apparently, that plan wasn't destined to live long.

"Do you need me to call Liz?" I looked up at Diana's face and she looked worried.

"I'm good to get back, I only need to wait here till the bus arrives and I'll be home in no time. I would probably get home faster than it would take me to sit here and wait." She didn't look convinced. "I'll text you when I'm back and I'll let the team know I'm not feeling great." I assured her.

"You'd better." She said firmly. I waved her away and sat on the bench. Luckily it wasn't comfortable enough to sit and wait on.

I didn't get out my book, worried I might not notice the bus arriving, instead I looked around me. The bus stop faced the parking lot and while I couldn't see people's features, watching them move around was interesting.

I noticed a group of sporty kids, some music students and various other groups of people. Some people ran, obviously late for class, while others were more leisurely. It was normal. I liked normal.

Suddenly my heart rate picked up. My breathing laboured. Sweat started to drip off me. It was them.

Even with my eyes, the pale skin and beauty was impossible to miss.

I managed "Oh crap," before my world went dark.

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