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Chapter Four:

Bella's Perspective

I was fuming.

Honestly, I was. I knew that Tyler's stupid van was coming towards me. And that Edward Cullen/Mr.I'm-gonna-be-hostile-in-Bio didn't have to help me, either. I was a big girl. I could save myself from a simple van. I didn't need him in the way.

I was just about to stop it myself, very discreetly, when he decided to show up all of the sudden and smash his own pale hand into the vehicle. He also gave me a monster headache when his hand smacked me in the head. Ugh!

My first reaction was to smirk when I saw him coming towards me, at the very beginning. I mean, be serious. Since when did I need a superhero to save me from danger? I was the danger.

And yet, after he actually did stop it, and then hit me, I made up my mind and stuck to the furious part of my body that screamed at him to leave me alone.

So when he stood back a little, staring at me with wide eyes and about to leave, the first words I thought about popped out of my mouth. "What is your deal?" I shouted.

He was clearly taken aback.

"What do you mean?" He asked me quietly, frustrated. "I just saved your life. What do want more from me?"

"I want you to leave me alone," I replied angrily. "I could have slipped away without being hurt. You were just in the way."

He stared at me, incredulous for a moment. And then he stepped back. "Fine," he snapped, just as furious as me. "If you think you could have stopped that van from crashing into you, then so be it. I'll leave you alone. With pleasure." He then stalked off to the rest of his family.

I sighed. Dang! I had screwed this up, too. But I didn't care. I could have done the job.

Interrupting my thoughts, I saw Annabelle run up to me, lathering me in hugs. "Mommy, are you alright?" I sighed once again, kissing her forehead.

"Yes, baby. I'm fine. Thankyou. I love you." She snuggled deeper into my arms for the moment.

Our mother/daughter minute was broken into when the voices came. The whole schools', it seemed. And someone tapped me on the shoulder.

I already knew who it was and the purpose. So I hugged Annabelle once again and whispered, "You'd best be getting to class. I don't want you to get in trouble because of me. I love you." I smiled, holding her hand, and turned back to the man.

"Would you mind if I walked my cousin back to class? Just to make sure she's safe, in all the chaos?" I used my doe-eyes on him. He nodded, immediately assured when I said "cousin." Ugh. I hated people like that. If I actually was seventeen and we weren't in the middle of this whole school, I would have smacked him right then.

I slowly walked Annabelle to class, and we exchanged a few words. She was still concerned about me, but I assured her the best I could. We then replied our goodbyes.

All in all, it took about fifteen minutes.

I walked back especially slow, just to annoy that one man. Ha! Take that, old man. I mean... Well. Who was I to be calling anyone old?

Once I got back, my annoyance just increased. They were forcing me to go to the hospital, though there was absolutely nothing wrong with me. Couldn't they accept that fact and move on?

No.

Humans and their pea-sized brains.

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Edward's Perspective

I stalked off to my family angrily.

What was it with that ignorant human? I had saved her life. And yet she threw that fact away like it was garbage that she'd found on the side of the road. Ungrateful, she was.

My family wasn't concerned about me, not that they needed to be. They knew that I was capable of taking care of myself. But one thing that they were all starting to question was my logic about our secret--even Emmett. He was testing my sense?

That was low. Even for him. Sorry, Edward. But I guess there is some sense in it. I mean, no, you shouldn't have put our secret in jeopardy. But that girl's life was in danger...Though I'm starting to think about that myself. Did you feel the feelings coming off of her? I'll explain later. Those thoughts came from Jasper. Hmm. Strange. I'd make sure I did get an explanation later. From two people, that is.

Dumbo. Emmett. No surprise there.

Who was that little girl? Alice's thoughts. A mental photo of a cute, four-year-old girl formed in her mind. She looked similar to Bella, but then again, they were cousins. It was all over the brains of the Forks High kids.

Ugh. Edward is so utterly idiotic. Couldn't he just listen for once instead of 'saving' that ungrateful little girl? If she's so independent and strong, why doesn't she do it herself? I was surprised. Sure, Rosalie had given me an insult at first, but then she'd fired a comment in my defense. I passed her a puzzled look, but she just returned it with a glare. Typical Rose.

Bella was glaring daggers at the doctors who were desperately trying to get her in the ambulance truck. She complied, but not without muttering angrily, "It's not like there's anything wrong with me. I'm strong. Stupid humans and their pea-sized brains." I laughed at that. A human saying that about a human?

I then sighed, and turned towards Alice. She had something to say, I knew it.

"Carlisle," she said, speaking in a voice that humans wouldn't be able to catch. "He wants you at the hospital. I guess it's because of Bella. I mean, you know what you did..."

I nodded and wordlessly jumped into my Volvo.

I drove to the hospital doing over a hundred, not even glancing at the road. My jaw was clenched in anger.

When I pulled into the place where Carlisle worked, I swallowed and jumped out of my car and slammed the door, not really thinking or trying to control the anger I felt building up inside of me.

I headed straight to where Carlisle's scent pointed me to. He was standing outside of a patient's door, waiting.

He looked up as I approached, and frowned. "Edward."

I felt a growl rising in my throat. He's overreacting, Carlisle thought quietly. Yes, you can think quietly.

"No, I'm not," I muttered, but made a visible attempt none the less to calm myself down.

He sighed, and then glanced at his watch. "Look, son, I've got to take care of Isabella."

"Bella," I automatically corrected, and then froze. What, I was calling her by her nickname now?

Carlisle smirked and then continued, "We've got to have a talk later. About what you did."

I hadn't noticed, but we were walking, towards the last place I wanted to be right now: Bella's room.

She was sharing a room with Tyler, and staring ahead blankly, bored. "Look, Bella, I'm so sorry--" He was cut off by Bella, and she sounded perplexed, sighing. "Look, Tyler," she muttered crossly using the same words he had, "it's fine. I'm not hurt. I would have been perfectly fine, anyway, even if that idiotic youngster hadn't helped me! Your stupid van did not harm me!"

What the heck? She called me a youngster?

"And this," she said angrily, still looking at Tyler as we approached, "is the youngster's father! Anyhow, he should be caring for you because there isn't anything wrong with me!"

Fiesty, huh? Carlisle thought. It was the first time in a long time I'd heard him think like that.

Oh...Dang! Why won't she let me make it up for her? -Tyler. No surprise.

Bella had her eyes narrowed to slits, but then she relaxed. "Sorry I'm being snappy. Well, no I'm not. At all. But I just haven't...I'm just anxious. But one thing I'm for sure. I need to go home. I need to ride with my cousin to our living quarters, and then I have to clean the house, we could spend some quality time together, go into the fores..."

She trailed off, and then looked at us with wide eyes. My brow was furrowed. At first, I was greatly amused because of her "sorry I'm being snappy, not," but then I was confused. Living quarters? Who says that any longer?

"Well...I apologize. I kind of just explained my whole evening to you..."

I slowly shook my head, and murmured absently, "I can drive your cousin to your house."

She raised an eyebrow. "But who will look after her once you're gone?" I thought a moment. "Well, I can stay with her for a while. You'll be let out shortly after. Then, I'll leave from there. Is that alright?"

She was obviously thinking herself. But then she murmured, almost inaudible, "Yes, I guess that's OK."

I smiled to myself for no reason. Carlisle caught that, and I scowled at his next thought.

Maybe Edward won't be the odd-man-out any longer. Oh, great. That's all I need. It's enough to have to listen to the teen mind all day long, but this?

Well. I guess that's how it's just going to be.

Giving Carlisle a glare, I spun on my heels and walked outside to my beloved Volvo.

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