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AN: Hello Everyone. I'm not going to promise weekly chapters at the moment, though I'd love to say that updates will be regular. I've been inactive the past two weeks due to surgeries. I'm still feeling a little worse for wear but I'm getting better. As usual I have too much on my plate but I'll try and get more updates out for you all ~ Hannah

P.S. - As of 27/3/17 this story is now over 100,000 words and is my longest story to date, which is very exciting for me (:

Chapter Twenty-Nine – Summer Camp

So Tristram's flirting did not let up, AT ALL. If anything, the fact that I am taken and therefore not receptive of his advances just made him try more. There was a mischievous glint to his eyes that always signalled more flirting. However much I pushed him away or answered sarcastically to what he said, he didn't let up or stop. However, I quickly came to realise that he was enjoying himself and all that he said to me wasn't one hundred percent real.

It was like he just enjoyed goading me. I think on some level he might fancy me but he enjoyed teasing me far more. As I got more relaxed around him I could enjoy his banter and his antics. I found it less annoying and more amusing. It was clear that there was no harm behind his attention, despite my initial thoughts about it and since I wasn't reacting to it I didn't see the point in telling him off.

Both Enzo and Gellert seemed good at controlling their friend and making sure he didn't step too far. Although, that might have had something to do with the warning I'd overheard Adrian talking to them about. Something about how they were in Adrian's service and he could send them back any time he wanted. I didn't understand it but I couldn't ask about it or they'd know I was eavesdropping.

I was happily settling into my summer routine even though it had hardly been a week yet. I could understand why Bella had introduced me to Adrian's visiting friends as it was nice to come back to Forks and have others to hang out with. I wished I could introduce my friends from Forks to my friends at camp but unfortunately those boarding weren't allowed to leave the premises and those commuting lived too far away to make a pit stop in Forks.

I think Bella was a little jealous of the back that I had made some new friends that she didn't know about. It wasn't often that that happened and I knew she liked to check out new friends to make sure they were worthy, just like I did for her. Not having met those people I hung out with at camp was surely grating on her nerves.

Despite knowing that Tristram's advances weren't real, neither Bella or Tyler had warmed up to him after the initial meeting. Maybe they were just harsher judges than I but they wouldn't see rhyme nor reason despite how many times I assured them that nothing bad would come of Tristram.

"You know I can take care of myself guys and Tristram is harmless."

"He flirts with you all the time," said Bella.

"He's just teasing me. He doesn't mean anything by it."

"The Cullen's would want us to look after you. He should know you aren't interested," said Tyler.

"Look, if he ever does something I'm not comfortable with you two will be the first to know but until then can't you treat him as you would anyone else? I bet he probably feels like an outcast the way you two have been behaving with him."

"Fine," they mumbled but I could tell they were less than pleased with it.

It was conversations like this that made me pleased I was away at camp all day and therefore didn't have to deal with the drama.

Speaking of camp, I was having a blast so far. I'd already completed two small canvas paints, one of fruit and the other of flowers. I'd even had a go at playing a trumpet in one of my music classes just because I'd always fancied it. I wasn't very good but it was all fun and games. I realise you can't succeed with every musical instrument but at least I could now say I'd tried it.

Everyone was excited today for we were going to be given out big project. This was the project that each group had to work on. It was the project that I thought we'd work on as a group. We'd all been talking about what it could be since the first day of camp and had assumed that since the red group was only made of eight people that we'd all be working together. As it turned out, the group I was in was one of three people. Marco, myself and a girl called Sophie.

It was good fortune that I got on well with Sophie already. She was, at face value, a bit of a mousy girl but once you got to know her she was chatty and fun to be with. My suspicions towards Marco hadn't lessened since the day I met him, we were friends but my gut told me otherwise.

Suspicion. Paranoia. Cautiousness. How many more of Edward's traits were going to rub off on me? It was like he was in my head whispering things to me.

Whatever my unfound suspicions were with Marco, at least Sophie would be there to act as a buffer between us. Our project, which we had to work on for the entire summer was to produce a song and make a music video for it. We could use any sources we could get out hands on and were encouraged to involve people outside our group in our production of the video.

I personally thought this was a fantastic opportunity to discover new skills and gain new experience. How many young people could say they'd produced their own music video to their own original song? Not many.

I couldn't wait to tell everyone in Forks about the project. So far we'd only had only discussed what instruments we'd be using. Sophie was best on drums, Marco on bass which left me on guitar and singing the lead vocals. Part of me was disappointed that we hadn't had a chance to discuss more but I knew that we had plenty of time to do so.

At least I had news to pass onto Alice when I next emailed her. I had to admit that her emails weren't coming to me as much as I would have wanted but then again perhaps I was just being greedy. I just wanted all the Cullen's to come home but had to face up the to the reality that it might never happen that way.

"You not going to stay for the camp sing-a-long?" asked Sophie.

"Nope, I've got to get home."

"Come on Ella, live a little. You'll miss out on all the fun always heading home early. I'm staying and I live much farther than you," said Marco.

"Sorry guys but I have other commitments at home."

"Boyfriend?" asked Marco, though I'm sure he sounded disgusted when he said it.

"Yes, I do have a boyfriend but he's not the commitment I'm going home to see, not that it's any of your business."

"Well I think you're stupid for wasting even a moment of the camp."

"I'm not wasting anything Marco. Evening activities have nothing to do with learning, it's just a bit of fun to take up the evening hours before bed. Sometimes I do stay but not today and frankly I don't like the tone you're taking."

"Maybe you should just drop it Marco, Ella's right. She has no obligation to stay for the evening festivities, if she wants to go then she should be able to."

"Thanks Sophie."

She smiled and nodded. I could always count on Sophie to be the mediator. Not just with Marco and I but with others in the red group. I got the feeling that people didn't contradict Marco that often, he was probably one of those kids that always reaped the rewards of life. Yes, that was a blatant assumption but he wasn't very forthcoming about his background and his arrogance was a constant shiner in the actions he delivered.

Perhaps I would have stayed longer had Marco not annoyed me so, but I did want to get home. Bella and Angela had promised me a girly evening of films and popcorn and I wanted to email Alice. I spent about eight hours at the camp anyway so no one should be complaining that I was wasting my time.

My annoyance didn't let up on the journey home. I'd never had a…friend that had such different moods. Marco could be kind and funny one moment and then scowling and irritating the next, I suppose his behaviour kept me on my toes but I wished he could just stick to one personality.

Neither Bella or Angela were home when I got in, but I'd already got a message from Bella letting me know that they'd be home shortly. I decided to email Alice while I had the chance.

Dear Alice,

I thought you said your emails would be continual? I haven't heard from you in a while and if you were here I would be tutting and shaking my finger in your direction. I know you're probably busy and all but I live for the emails you send me. It's quiet here, I miss everyone's presence. I've resisted going to your house, I know it might not be safe and I know it will only make me sad knowing that none of you are there.

If Bella's emailed you, don't believe anything she's said! I'm fine, honest. I'm coping at least. It hurts that Edward left and dragged you all with him but at least I know why you all left. It would have been so much harder if you had all up and left without explanation.

I started my summer camp, music and art – I think you and Jasper would enjoy it. It's only in Port Angeles so I drive there each day instead of board. I'm in the 'red group' which is made up for eight people. Today we got our big project. I'm partnered with two people, Sophie and Marco. We must write and perform a song and create and film a music video for it. Sophie will be on drums, Marco on bass while I'll be on guitar and singing. I think you'd like Sophie, she's shy and loyal. Marco, is a friend I think but I do find him rather annoying. His personality changes all the time and he can't seem to focus on what he wants.

Sophie is the mediator between us as Marco has a short temper. I'm not in danger, don't worry about that. I'll happily punch Marco in the face if he annoys me too much. We haven't got to that point yet.

Some of Adrian's friends are visiting for the summer. There is this one chap, Tristram, who insists on flirting with me at every opportunity. Before Edward gets angry – I am not receptive of Tristram's advances, he knows I have a boyfriend but I think he finds it funny to flirt with me regardless of that fact. Rest assure both Bella and Tyler are keeping an eye on him but I think he's harmless.

I miss you all so much, stay safe.

Love, Ella.

"Ella, we're home," called Bella as I sent the email off to Alice.

"We got popcorn and films," added Angela.

I grabbed the big blanket off the bottom of my bed and headed downstairs. You couldn't have a film night without being snuggled in a blanket. It was a swan family tradition.

"What films did you get?" I asked.

"Angela picked," said Bella.

"I know otherwise we would have ended up with boring dramas."

Bella glared at me.

"I got: 'The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel, 'Clueless', 'The Proposal' and 'The Ugly Truth'."

"So all romantic comedies then?"

"Well I guess 'The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel', could be considered a drama," said Angela.

Technically I think 'The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel' was classed as a comedy drama but I wasn't going to argue that with Angela. She was the romantic comedy Queen and could get quite angry when you pointed out issues with her beloved genre of films.

"So I bought a blanket to this shindig and Angela bought the films and popcorn so what did you contribute Bella?"

"Chocolate?"

"Alright then, you may sit on the sofa under the blanket," I grinned and she rolled her eyes at my behaviour.

"You're so weird," she said.

"Well then you must be a weirdo as well because we're twins."

"Nope, you sucked all the weirdness out of the womb leaving me completely normal."

"Ew, womb seriously? You made me think of Renee, urgh. Cough up the chocolate, I need something sweet in my mouth to get rid of that image."

"She isn't that bad."

"To you maybe but let's not talk of it. We're supposed to be having a fun girly night so let's not drag it down by talking of her."

Bella frowned and I knew she was upset but she didn't push the subject. She rarely pushed anything to do with Renee but I knew that the tense relationship I had with Renee hurt Bella. Bella wanted us to be a big happy family and we just weren't. However, with Angela and her Mum, maybe we could be.

"If you two are going to talk all the way though the films, I'm going to kick you out of the house."

"You don't live here; you have no control over us."

"I don't live here yet."

It was true, she didn't live here yet but we all hoped she would live here soon.