Well, here's chapter 5. I wrote chapters 3, 4, and 5 pretty dang quick so I decided to go ahead and post them all in one night. Hopefully I'll be able to keep writing the story this fast, but I can't make any promises.

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But Ivy is mine.

(Chapter Five)

Well, I ended up having no classes with Alice and only having one with Edward and Bella. It was English and that wasn't until after lunch. (Emmett, Rose, and Jasper had already graduated the pervious year, so sadly I wouldn't see them around the small campus)

I took a deep breath and pushed open the door to my first class in years: American History.

"Well, who do we have here?" The teacher said with a smile. "New student?"

'Obviously.' I thought. Nerves making my inner monologue quite rude. "Yes, Sir." My out-loud voice was much more polite. I faced the class of ten, feeling like I was going to be sick. "I'm Ivy Adair."

"A southern gal." The teacher said, his white beard parting in a wide smile. "Well, I'm Mr. Wilson and we were just going over Robert E. Lee in our history books. Weren't we class?" He asked the half-listening group of a dozen - who only perked up when I walked in the room - and pointed to a free chair in the back. "You can take that seat, and turn to page 211, Miss Adair."

"Thanks." I ducked my head when I felt the eyes of the class on my every move. The boys were looking like they thought I was pretty and the girls were possibly thinking the same, but with more jealousy and hatred in their mascara rimmed eyes.

I sat and quickly opened my book as Mr. Wilson continued to drone about Robert E. Lee. The two pages in the text book barely did the man justice. I immediately began to space-out and didn't bother to read the last three paragraphs silently when Mr. Wilson set the assignment.

Lots of whispers broke out around the room, but Mr. Wilson didn't seem to care as he read his own book at his desk. A steamy romance if I was correct.

"Yeah, a ghost at LaPush. That's what he said." A boy with curly black hair said to his friend next to me.

"Yeah right." The blond-haired, green-eyed friend scoffed.

"He said there was a glowing light down by the beach last night in the rain. He said it's the ghost of a drowned sailor."

My heart dropped. Damn, someone saw me last night after all. I guess I took it too far with the glowing rain… Of course someone just had to spread the rumor here and my new foster brother was a telepath! He'd know the full story by the end of the period. I was never going to La Push again if he had anything to say about it.

"What do you think?" The blond boy said to me, interrupting my thoughts.

"What?" I said dumbly.

"Do you think ghosts exist?" He repeated.

"Um." I bit my lip. I did believe in ghosts because I had seen a real one before, but they didn't need to know that. "No. It's just superstition and tall tales."

"See? Told you." He said to his friend before turning back to me. "I'm Nick."

"Ivy." I said with a smile.

"And I'm Charles." The black-haired boy chirped, pushing his bangs out of his eyes.

"Nice to meet you." I said, feeling a little less tense.

"So, why have you transferred to Forks High? Is your family new in town?" Nick asked.

"No." I answered. "My foster family has been here for years." I exaggerated the word 'years' because I like to drop completely vague hints to amuse myself sometimes.

"Oh, who are they? I'm sure I know them. My family has been in in Forks for four generations."

"Carlisle and Esme Cullen." I said, not expecting the silence to fill the entire class room. I flushed dull red, not realizing everyone had been listening in on us.

"The Cullens?" Charles choked. "They took you in?"

"Yeah…" I said slowly, my heart beating a bit faster. "Why? Is something wrong with them?"

"No!" Nick said, giving Charles a hard look. "They're just really mysterious."

"Yeah, they're so good-looking. But, like, in a strange way." Charles interjected.

"Really?" I said putting on my best acting face. "I think they're really nice and completely normal. Well, aside from all of them being incredibly attractive. Seriously, those people have some great genes."

"They're all just so… graceful." Charles agreed. "Even the guys. It's totally weird."

"Yeah, I'm afraid I don't fit in with them in that regard, but I like it here. Forks is definitely different from the South, but it's growing on me."

"Nice and normal, huh?" Nick shook his head with an amused smile. "Who would've thought?" He seemed almost sad, like an urban legend had been myth-busted.

I jumped when the bell rang and quickly grabbed my book and crammed it into my book-bag. "Yep," I said, brushing past them to walk to my locker. "Nice and normal."

Math and home economics went along the same vein. Everyone asked me almost the exact same thread questions and on cue their eyes would go wide when they heard who I was living with. Everyone wanted to know what it was like at the Cullen house and what kind of mysterious stuff they did when not being mysterious at school.

I tried my best to make the Cullens seem ordinary. I told my peers that we would hang out and play cards together (not mentioning how they cheated by using their super hearing to detect my increased heartbeat when I'd get a good hand and immediately fold their cards) and touched briefly on how we liked to take hikes in the woods (also not elaborating that we would just walk to the creek so I could work with the water and they'd watch me).

By the time I made it to lunch, I was sick of talking about my new family. Edward, Alice, and Bella were waiting for me at the cafeteria's entrance. "Hey." I grumbled, not immediately noticing Edward's thunderous expression.

"Hey." Edward said pulling me down a side hallway that was deserted. "Or should I say boo?"

"Huh?"

"It seems there was a ghost sighting last night at LaPush. Know anything about that?" He said, anger plain in his sharp gaze and sharper tone.

I shrugged and made my eyes wide with false innocence. "Really? That's weird. I haven't heard a thing."

"Don't play dumb, Ivy. I was listening in on your conversation with Charles and Nick."

I wrenched my arm out of his cold grasp, all pretense of cluelessness fading. "Eavesdropping is rude, Edward Cullen."

"So is lying." He retorted smartly.

I sighed, knowing he was right even if he was being overbearing about it. "Okay. I may have gotten a little carried away with the glowing rain, but that's all anyone saw. The rain, not me. Whoever saw it thought the glow was a ghost. I'm totally safe."

"You can't go back." He said, not surprising anyone. "It's too risky, if anyone finds out about you-"

"They'll what?" I shot back. "What exactly do you think would happen to an elemental that's discovered, Edward? There is no secret society that will track me down and kill me for revealing the truth like your Voltori." Not that I would totally get away scot-free. I;m sure a scientist would love to strap me down and cut me up to find out how I tick. But that was beside the point.

Ed's eyebrows rose slightly at my words, but they bunched again in frustration. "So, if it's no secret, let's go outside and show our classmates what you can do, shall we?" He challenged, grabbing my arm and forcibly dragging me to the exit. The windows on the metal doors framed a moving picture of the usual downpour of rain that perpetually fell over Forks.

I dug my heels in until he stopped, more of a courtesy than from actual resistance on my end. "Alright, alright." I chirped in my best placating voice. He dropped my arm and I had to force myself to keep from rubbing the aching appendage. "You're right. I should have been more careful, but don't try to stop me from going back, Edward. I'll be paranoid-careful, I promise. But I need the ocean. I crave it like you crave blood. Do you understand?"

It was his turn to sigh. "Of course I would understand that analogy." He said softly and running his hand through his messy hair making it stick up. And, damn him, it still looked good. How the hell did he do that? "Ivy, you might think it's strange for us to care for you as deeply as we do, but vampires feel things stronger and faster than humans. I've barely known you for two weeks, but I already can't fathom my life without you. I'm only on your case all the time because I care about you and I don't want you to get hurt."

I smiled and punched his shoulder affectionately. "I care about you too. Don't worry about me, Ed, I've been keeping this secret for a long time. It's not the first or the most damning sighting I've had to deal with."

He rolled his eyes. "That doesn't make me feel any better."

Now that our fight was over, we joined Bella and Alice by the cafeteria doors. "All settled?" Bella asked, allowing Edward to wrap his arm over her shoulders possessively.

"Yep. No problem." I said and Alice winked at me before opening the lunch room doors and leading us inside. There was a definite lull in the hum of conversation across the entire room when we walked in. I nearly blushed, but forced myself to calm down. Edward, Alice, and Bella didn't seem to notice, so I got the feeling that happened every time they made their entrance.

"Wow. Y'all sure know how to make a girl feel out of place." I whispered quietly to Alice who giggled. And just like that the room relaxed and everyone went back to what they were doing. I shook my head and followed my posse through the lunch line, filling my tray with fried chicken and mashed potatoes.

We sat at an empty table in the back and I took a bite, but like I'd suspected, the food was a mockery of the southern staples I had enjoyed back home. No one else seemed to notice though, they were all digging in like it was Thanksgiving. I sighed. These people didn't know what they were missing.

"Don't like it?" Alice asked.

"No." I said, pushing the tray away and ignoring my grumbling stomach. "What about yours?" I joked, knowing she and Edward wouldn't eat a single bite of the food before them. Not unless they felt like coughing it back up later. Ew.

Alice smiled, absentmindedly swirling her fork through the soupy mashed potatoes. "Jasper never ate anything, of course, but he always had a special disdain for the potatoes."

"Southerners are the only ones who make it right." I glanced around the crowded lunch room. It seemed like half of the people here were trying to avoid looking over at us and the rest were trying to look without being caught.

"These poor fools just don't know what to do with themselves with you and Edward in the room." I said sympathetically. "Lord knows what it was like when there were five of you here."

"Tell me about it." Edward agreed. "Take comfort in the fact that you can't hear their thoughts."

I widened my eyes at the imagined horror. Then asked, "What do people think of the new girl?"

Edward cocked his head to the side as he tuned into the chaotic thoughts bouncing around him. "A lot of them are wondering who you are and why you're sitting with us. Some girls think your accent is cute. Some guys think you're pretty." He shrugged. "The usual stuff."

"Come on." I pressed curiously. "There's got to be at least one person who can't stand the sight of me just because." Edward hesitated. "At least tell me who it is so I can avoid him or her." I persuaded.

He shook his head, but told me anyway. "Well, Lauren really doesn't have a high opinion of you." He said evasively, pointing to a snotty looking girl across the room sitting next to Nick from American History. "Nick is her latest crush and she caught him smiling at you when you walked into the cafeteria."

"Wow. She hates me over a smile?" Edward nodded. "I'm not used to the cattiness of girl-world."

"Get used to it." Bella said. "Lauren has never liked me, I suggest you avoid her unless you want a nasty rumors spread about you all over school." I didn't have to ask why someone would try to sabotage Bella when the handsome "seventeen year old" vampire brushed her hair back from her face and tucked a lock of it behind her ear, causing a crimson blush to climb up her cheeks and made a radiant smile break out over said vampires sensuous mouth.

Lauren was jealous of her relationship with Edward. Anyone with eyes could see it.

The rest of lunch passed by quickly and before I knew it, it was time for my next class. I bummed a dollar from Alice and bought a candy bar from the snack machine to tide me over since the lunch option was a total let-down. I was going to have to use my new lunchbox after all…

Everyone continued to pester me with questions about the Cullens for the rest of the day (except for English because Edward and Bella were sitting right next to me, officially making English my favorite class.)

"Thank God that's over!" I said, sliding into the back seat of Edward's car when the school day was finally at an end. "You have no idea how irritating that was." I leaned my head back against the headrest and rubbed my temples.

My skull was pounding and my energy was completely out of balance. And to make matters worse, Bella and Edward were totally making-out by Bella's rusty truck right in front of us. I squeezed my eyes shut to block the image. I had no idea how he managed such close contact without ripping her throat out.

"Sorry." Alice said sympathetically from the front seat. "Edward told me everyone was giving you the third degree about us today. But he said you did good. In fact, he said taking you in has made our family seem less suspicious."

"So glad I could help." I said sarcastically, making sure she saw my dramatic eye roll.

"Cheer up." Edward said, suddenly in the driver's seat, his expression disgustingly happy. "When you originally signed up for school you said you'd flunk out the first day and it looks like you're going to make it to day two. That's something, isn't it?"

"Huzzah!" I said with forced enthusiasms. "Just drive Edward, I'm ready to go home." I said, staring out of the window not realizing it was the first time I had referred to the Cullen's house as 'home.'

I can relate to Ivy's first day because I was the new girl a lot. Unfortunately, in my personal experience, people did not randomly pull me into their conversations or ask about my past at all. It was more like dead silence at the lunch table until I walked away. I love learning, but school sucks. (I was more forgiving to Ivy)

Chapter 6 is in the works.

Thanks for your nice reviews. (I finally figured out how to check them. haha) Knowing that people want to see where the story is going makes me want to write faster. I just hope I don't disappoint.

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P.S. A romantic element will be added to the story soon! I promise!