Stephenie Meyer still owns all the rights – silly her.

"And so the lion fell in love with the lamb…"

"Stupid lamb."

"What a sick, masochistic lion."

Twilight

The boy – the Cullen boy – that I had almost run into was too familiar to me. It only took a quick glance of my eyes up before I exited the door he entered to know who he was. It wasn't my beloved Edward. The thought of that almost made me snort with laughter – he wasn't my anything – and then almost made me feel as if the world was going to cave in upon me.

It was Emmett. I knew it the moment I saw his dark hair. The moment I felt his piercing gold eyes on me. But, I wouldn't allow him the pleasure of knowing that it was really me. Instead, I hurried down the hall to room 103, where I was supposed to be. It was a physics course.

By now, I had taken enough physics courses to last me more than a lifetime. I knew more physics than the teachers, probably. I could probably even recite important equations in my head, simply due to the fact that I had taken physics so many times before.

I handed my schedule to the teacher, a young man with vibrant blue eyes, and he gave me a small smile. "Everyone," he said to the quiet classroom. It was far too early in the morning to be dealing with such trivial matters such as physics, I decided. It appeared as if the class would have agreed with me; half the students were lying with their heads on their desks, the others looking too exhausted to even speak. "This is Bella Swan. She's new here, and I hope that you all make her feel very welcome," he finished before pointing out an empty seat in the back.

My eyes quickly scanned the room for any sign of any of the Cullen kids or Hale kids.

There were none in this class. I was able to let out a breath that I had been holding as I took my seat. Wouldn't that be the devil? Having a class with one of them?

The back row, the row that I was sitting in, was pretty much empty. Three seats away sat a boy, but he was the only other person in the back row. I decided that it wasn't important if no one was really sitting close to me and turned my attention to the teacher who was rambling on about vectors. Of course, I had already studied this numerous times and it appeared that they were only just starting; I was starting to see how Edward was so good at school. Once you had been over something ten or twenty or thirty times, it finally started to sink in a little.

It wasn't until the class change three periods later when I realized that Emmett had recognized me. I was walking with my head down, trying to make my way through the crowd when my sensitive ears picked up on Emmett's excited whispers to his brother.

"I swear, man. It was her. Honestly. I even asked the secretary what the new girl's name is and she said it was Bella Swan. Come on, Jazz! How many girls look exactly like Bella and are named Bella?" Emmett sounded way too excited about that. I ducked my head closer to my schedule that I was gripping tightly.

"Emmett, block that out of your mind now," Jasper warned, clearly sounding angry at his brother. "If Edward even hears you think about that– come on, Emmett. How can you be so selfish?"

"But, I swear! It was her–"

Luckily I turned to room 323 before I could finish listening to what they were chatting about. I was really anxious to be in this situation. Why would it matter to Edward if I was here? And, why would anyone believe Emmett anyway? I mean, I was supposed to be 68 years old - it was just some odd coincidence that someone who looked like a girl they once knew, who had the same name as a girl they once knew, had showed up at their school. It was all a coincidence. I was just praying that Jasper got that point across to the over eager Emmett.

By the end of the day, I was feeling blessed that I hadn't run into any classes with any of the other vampires at this school. I don't think my heart – or what was left of it – could take it. Even thought it hadn't beat in so many years, I still knew the pain that it felt. Whenever I heard the name Edward, regardless of it was my Edward's name or not, it was hard for me. I couldn't bare the pain associated with hardly anything that reminded me of him.

It also surprised me that in such a small school, I hadn't run into any of the vampires in the hallways (with the exception being that small interchange between Jasper and Emmett). I felt blessed for the first time in many years for that luck. It wouldn't have bode well with me to try to have to explain anything to them. It was far too soon to try, I thought.

When I got back to the half-way house that I was staying at, I immediately sat down to do my homework. All the kids who were living at this place were in school. Most of them went where I did, but I hadn't seen any in my classes. The majority of the people living in this housing center were girls who had run away from troubled families. One or two of the girls were kicked out of their houses, I knew. It was kind of like an open community – you just talked about your problems with everyone.

Part of the deal about living in this place was that you had to talk about your feelings. Well, not in front of everyone. Everyone had mandatory therapy sessions once a week that took up about an hour of their time. It was just to make sure that everything was going fine in that persons life and if they needed assistance of any kind, such as homework, relationship, mental, etc., it would be made available for them.

It wasn't that bad of a place to stay, considering that many of these girls could have been living on the street. I felt somewhat guilty for taking up a bed that could have been used to house a girl that really needed it, but where else was I going to stay? As much as it bothered me to be around humans constantly, I needed at least a little social interaction. And, although I could get that at school, I couldn't just walk into a school and say that I wanted to go there and not have a permanent residence. So, that's why I chose the half-way houses, orphanages, and whatever else I could get.

It just made life more simple for me.

"What have I gotten myself into?" I mumbled to myself. It was too low for a human to hear.

In all reality, I felt horrible. It was awful that I was in a situation that was like this. In all my 50 years of existence as a vampire... I had never thought about this possibility. I had never, ever thought that it was possible to run into them again. I wondered how Edward felt about me now; I knew that he couldn't possibly love someone like me – I was so undeserving! – but I didn't know how much he hated me, either.

I rested my head on my pillow and covered up with my comforter around ten o'clock. Even though I didn't need sleep, okay, even though I couldn't sleep, I still wanted to appear normal to the other girls. A bright smile flashed across my face as I closed my eyes and started thinking about the day in the meadow. The day when Edward showed me exactly what he was; when he let me see the beauty that he held inside, along with the monster that threatened to escape. I felt the familiar stabs of pain as I remembered the memory. I wished that, for just once, I could have a happy memory like the meadow and not have to deal with the pain that was clearly involved.

If there were any way that I could be happy and still have these memories, I would take it in an instance.

"Oh, Edward," I hummed to myself. "What have I gotten myself into?"

If and when I saw him at school, how could I live to confront him?

The very thought of seeing him sent shockwaves of undescribable pain throughout my body.

"Oh, Edward Cullen, you still have my heart," I mumbled as I opened my eyes and looked at the dark window, waiting for the sun to rise. Night was the time when I yearned the most for company in the form of other vampires. I was so lonely during the dark hours when I could hear my room mates sleeping softly, sometimes crying out in their sleep. I finally understood the jealousy involved with that.

"You still have my heart."