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The next week in Forks was uncharacteristically sunny and pleasant.

Bella was not at school for that time frame, 'nor were any of the other Cullens. I couldn't help but be curious about their absence.

She had left me puzzled. She looked so severe when she told me that she was unsafe but I couldn't understand why she could possible think that. However, this wasn't the only reason why I couldn't push our conversation from my brain.

Well, first, the obvious reason. I was obsessed with her, although I convinced myself it was not creepy or strange at all. I was drawn to her complex personality that I couldn't seem to comprehend like I did others.

Next, I was certain that she had moved at an inhuman speed when I had approached her and my truck. Was I going insane? Was the constant lack of sunlight from the past month getting to my head? I was unsure of what was wrong with me, but I hoped it was nothing.

Finally, her skin is what perplexed me most. It was so cold that I almost shivered simply at the thought. Her hand had been very hard and unnatural at that, I was sure. No person could possibly survive with such a low body temperature. I did not imagine that. I desperately hoped that I wasn't slowly losing my grip on my sanity.

One week after my conversation with Bella, the sunlight in Forks disappeared but the usual weather did not return. When I looked out my window that morning, I was shocked to see tiny specks of white snow, slowly drifting to the ground.

At school, everyone was ecstatic about the weather and no one was able to be remorseful that the sun had left once again. Snowballs flew in every direction as I walked to class. Even I threw a few, the pleasant atmosphere of the school rubbing off on me.

Someone gently lobbed one at Jessica's back and the ball of frozen water exploded against her jacket as she screamed in rage and surprise when some snow fell down her back. I was definitely not the culprit though. I would never engage in such an immature act. Or maybe I would.

I made it to class, soaking wet from the snow melting in my hair and on my clothes. I remained like this all through my morning classes. Lunchtime was like all others as the excitement of the snow was beginning to wear thin. Standing in line to get my food, I glanced at the Cullen's table out of habit. I was surprised to see people there. I counted and was disappointed to only see four of them, no Bella. I looked down at my lunch tray so no one saw my frown.

"Edward, man," Mike nudged me. "Bella Cullen is sitting alone today and she's looking at you!" I noted a jealous tone to his voice, but I immediately looked up to see what he was talking about.

Bella was there today, to my surprise. Even more of a shock was that she was on the opposite side of the cafeteria from her family. Her gaze staring at me, the corners of her mouth bent into a beautiful, sly grin. She motioned with her hand for me to come towards her.

I walked cautiously across the room. When I arrived near the table, I froze and gave her the usual space she silently requested. I thought it was a courteous gesture.

"Sit with me today?" she stared up at me. She was lightly holding onto her fork, which was sitting up straight in her food.

I put my tray on the table and sat across from her. She slightly stiffened, as did I in response.

"So," I asked. Our conversations always seemed to start on an awkward note. "What's the reason for the change of seating arrangements today?"

"I've made a decision," she smiled. "I am not going to be good any longer."

She must have noticed my confused expression as she continued.

"I have warned you. There are serious consequences to you being near me."

Wow, Bella, thank you so much for clearing up what I was so confused about. I understand completely now.

"You make absolutely no sense," I said, instead.

"I know, Edward, and it's completely your fault."

I surrendered to questioning everything she said and asked the question I desperately wanted the answer to.

"So are we," I paused. "Friends?"

"I suppose so," she sighed. "Only because you're an idiot, though. If you were smart you would most definitely stand up right now and walk back over to that table you usually sit back. You should forget about my existents and continue on about your life."

Forget about her existence? Impossible.

"You know, Bella, it's very hard to have a conversation with you," I said. "It feels one sided; as if you're talking to yourself."

"Like I said," she poked her food. I noticed she hadn't taken a single bite. "It's your fault."

"Well, I am an idiot," I grinned as I quoted her.

The bell rang and we simultaneously stood up and began walking to the biology building, feeling self-conscious once again. We had almost arrived when I remembered I had left my biology textbook in my truck. When I said this, Bella offered to go with me. The parking lot was icy, so Bella stayed at the edge of the gravel space. I practically slid to my truck and grabbed my textbook, not wanting to be late for class. As I attempted a run to get out of the parking lot, I noticed a fast-moving van speeding in the direction of Bella's left side. She looked distracted, a look of disgust in her eyes. She had told me at lunch that she despised snow as much as she did rain.

The car did not stop or even slow down as it approached Bella.

The loud, rushed sound of the horn blasted from the van

The driver had lost control of his vehicle and was about to hit Bella.

I called her name as I started running towards her, but the traction was terrible. I slipped more than I moved.

Everything that happened after that moment moved terribly quickly. I could only absorb small pieces of the events that followed.

I hadn't reached Bella. It had been an impossible ambition.

I closed my eyes and cringed as I waited for the hit.

Only, I did not hear the impact of a body against metal- just the sound of tires skidding as they finally halted. I opened my eyes and Bella was nowhere in sight. Before I could shout out her named; however, the honking of a different vehicle caught my attention. I spun around and was stunned to see another person who had lost control of their vehicle. This time, it was a truck and it was sliding right towards me. I was frozen in place, as I had experienced far too many traumatic events in the past thirty seconds. Instead of running, I cringed and waited for the second blow.

Except I felt nothing but a drift of air and the temperature go down a few degrees. I allowed my eyes to focus as I saw a small body stand in front of the moving truck and it being crushed as it hit the figure. The truck stopped and there we were, in between the two vehicles as well as a car that had been parked nearby.

I was shocked.

She stared at me for a moment before coming closer to inspect my head.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

Was I okay? Was she okay? What had just happened? She- we both should have been dead.

My mind quickly filled and over-flowed with questions but I couldn't manage to ask any.

Instead, I stared at Bella in utter disbelief as the sound of sirens filled the air; the frightened cries of onlookers finally reaching my ears.

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