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AN: I just realized that the previous chapter, though fun to write, still has me stuck on trying to move further into the story. So I'm going to try and break out of it. I realize this story is going pretty slow so I'm going to try and pick up the pace a little. A little more Edward and a little less… 'I have to stick to the plan' crap. I do know where I'm going. I just have to figure out how to get there. Okay I've said enough, go and read now….

BPOV

Sunday, a week since Bella got to Forks.

Dear Diary, "ugh, this sounds so cheesy. Why I'm I doing this again?" – Cuz you've had a strange week and remember Renee said you should write down things when you have no other way to vent out. – "Right, right. But it's still so school-girly" – Just do it Bella.

This past week has been awful! I've had worse…but this week was still miserable. I thought I was going to finally be happy again and follow my destiny. But after this week I don't think that's going to happen. Ever. – Do you really think that? - "Yup." – okay, just checking.

Everyone is friendly and nice. I don't have a problem with them. They're a lot better than the kids at my other school. Hmmm… I'll start from Monday. All the kids were nice and asking how my head was doing. I tripped up a couple of times. My ankle was not helping my clumsiness. The spit shield in the cafeteria must have a crush on me cuz it can't get enough of my head. I touched my sore so forehead from all the hits it's taken these last few days. I've hit that plastic almost everyday I've been at school. You'd think I'd learn.

I remember looking at the Cullen table and my insides squirmed. I knew that Edward left but it still had an impact when there was evidence. Why am I so bothered by him leaving? I have to realistic idea. While I stared at their table the girl with black, short, spiky hair, Alice, looked at me sourly. I felt guilty so I put on a face that said 'It's my fault and I feel terrible all over it and mouthed the words 'Sorry' breathlessly. She blinked a couple of times and looked at Jasper and said something inaudible even to my ears. None of them looked my way again. So I was free to study them. They weren't like any other vampire I had seen. They had gold eyes. I knew I should be frightened but if Edward left because he didn't want to kill me then they couldn't be so bad right? I paused and put the pen down sharply. "Should I be writing this down? What if someone reads it?" – You don't have any siblings. – "Yeah, your right." I picked up the pencil again and kept going.

I remember the looks on their faces. They were so sad. Like they lost something dear. Like they have the game Monopoly but they forgot the rules. As if they were lost. I didn't think vampires were capable of such emotion. That just made me feel even worse. So I stopped looking at them. They were good. They were good. I had chanted to myself. Trying to make the last bit of fear in me vanish. They were good and trying to get through their lives without being a horrible monster and I probably just made it worse. – Hey stop that. It's not entirely your fault. Edward was probably just overreacting. I'm sure he'll be back. But stop beating yourself up. You're starting to sound emo. – I giggled and felt hope that maybe I was right. Edward had to come back. He was to far from his family. I felt a strange connection to the Cullens. Probably because all of us have been bitten, injected with venom and we all were trying to pull through with it and still be humane.

AN: What? Bella's been bitten? How can that be? The plot thickens and the mystery continues. D

So that's why I felt horrible for forcing Edward, their brother for who knows how many years, out of town. I thought for a moment and wrote in my dairy, they didn't choose this life. But they are doing the best they can. And Carlisle is saving lives and he's a vampire! I should give these guys more credit. I mean they do sit in a room full of tasty waiting humans. But then what do they eat? Do they drink humans but know one knows? I don't know too much about vampires but I know that in some books vampires drink blood and nobody really notices. Fear struck back making itself at home in my heart and lungs. "Oh crap! What if they are trying to build up an army too! There are, one, two, three, four five six, seven of them! Oh no, and they just sit there at the lunch table. Probably to figure out who's next. Oh hell…" – "No. No they are not like that. I know. I know they are not like that. I've been watching them all week and I don't think they are capable of that. No I don't believe it. I can't. Because it's not true! They are good. They are good. They are good." I thought over and over to myself until I feel asleep.

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"Bella!" I heard my dad's voice call from downstairs. "School started two hours ago. Are you okay?"

"Oh, crap. Two hours. What time is it?" The clock on my bed stand read 10:13. "Dang. Why did I sleep so late?" I pulled the covers off and went to find something to quickly pulled on and get to school. "Wait. Didn't I fall asleep in the chair?" Then I remembered. I woke up sorely at around midnight and stumble and fell in bed. And that's when I had a dream. A dream so real and vivid it wasn't a dream. It was a memory.

I only remember bits and pieces. Like the two people in black tightening my straps and they walked away leaving me burning. It hurt. It hurt so badly. I couldn't help but scream. And I couldn't help but keep screaming. I could feel the pain slowly start to spread. Then one of the vampires stood over me again and held up the Zippo lighter….

I don't remember anything else in my dream.

I walked, wide-awake, downstairs and didn't bother eating anything. I would get to school just in time for lunch anyway. And I didn't dare eat alone right now, fearing more disturbing memories would relive themselves.

I walked outside and saw the remaining snow slowly getting washed out. "At least I missed the snow!" I thought to myself optimistically and skipped, fell, and tiptoed my way to my red Bella proof car.

When I got to the school I tried to cut the engine off as soon as I could so that the kids in the cafeteria wouldn't hear it. It was 11: 19, a little late for lunch, not to late to eat, but late enough for everyone to stare.

I can't resist guys.

EPOV

I was thouroughly disappointed. The hunt with my family last night made me even more confident. I was so ready to take on Bella that I would have bet along with the rest of my family about the outcome of today. I realized it was silly of me to go to Alaska like that. What is she? Just some insignifigant little girl to keep me from my family. I was confident and ready and my theoretical heart sank when I realized Bella wasn't here. I listened in on any thoughts containing the image or mention of Bella's name all morning.

Some of my favorites where the ones where people thought of her and her clumsiness and ability to fall walking across a flat surface. It was really quite humorous. She hit her head on the spit shield everyday at lunch. I was also looking forward to seeing that myself. In a way I felt bad for her. Well I felt bad for her for many reasons. But she seems so helpless and a sure trouble magnet. I wondered how she got through the day without getting in a car wreck or stumbling across a field of razorblades. For her it seems very possible.

I smiled thinking about it. Jasper looked at me with an eyebrow raised.

"What are you up to Edward? Nothing to serious I hope. No if it was serious you wouldn't be enjoying whatever it is." Jasper thought but then shrugged and looked away. Not interested enough to go on.

It was around twenty minutes into the hour and the last bit of hope was draining slowly but no matter how much hope that she would appear got drained away, I had new hope every minute that passed. Hoping she might come then. It was sick. I know. But I wanted so bad to try and see her again and get near her again. Why couldn't I read her mind? It would be so much easier if I could see what she is thinking. That's another reason I wanted to see her again.

Another minute passed, new hope grew, and old hope got squashed. I growled at myself and looked at the ceiling. This was getting ridiculous. It was just a human girl! Why does she have so much control over my thoughts? Well, she doesn't control my thoughts but my every thought was she so in a way she controlled them…

"Hey Bella!" I heard Mike yell from across the cafeteria. My face zipped to the entrance to the mess hall. "Where have you been?"

I saw her trudge through the doorway and walk towards Mike and the other people she normally sat with. They were an okay bunch of people. Mike got on my nerves and Jessica was like every other girl here. Angela was nice though. I liked her.

I watched her face as she said her 'hello's.

"So, how's your head?" Tyler asked sarcastically. I grinned and Bella grimaced.

"Oh I don't know you can probably see it better than me." She retorted. The table burst out in playful laughter. I heard Emmett roll his eyes and laugh as he looked where I was staring.

"She looks like she didn't sleep well. I wonder what kept her up. I bet that's why she got here so late. It doesn't really matter I guess." Angela's voice was so quiet and shy.

" So where have you been Bella?" Jessica asked aloud. "Maybe she has something juicy to tell. Oh I can't wait to hear this. It has't to be good." Jessica's thoughts were always so petty.

"I… I just over slept." Her checks stained with red. I tried harder to hear her thoughts but I was swallowed in the thoughts of everyone else instead. She wasn't lying. I could tell that. But she still is keeping something from everybody. Like why she came here. I knew she was fibbing when she said it had to do with her mother. This is the type of stuff I wanted to get to the bottom of. And I was going to get to the bottom it.

Okay, I had my fun with Edward.

BPOV

"No really." I tried to make them see I was telling the truth.

"Oh, come on there has to be something else." Jessica pleaded.

"No there doesn't! All right fine. I had a really horrible dream and it kept me up so I over slept. Okay? That's all that happened. Can we get off the subject of anything pertaining to me, please?" Jessica shrugged looking disappointed and started rambling off about what she did this weekend. I exhaled and leaned back, almost falling over. I looked around the room watching other people. I came to my usual table I stared at and found someone was staring at me. "Edward! He's Back!" My heart skipped a beat with relief and joy. – And that's a good thing because…- He looked at me like he did last time we were in the cafeteria. I knew I should have looked away… "But gosh he's beautiful." I found I couldn't look away even when I tried. I was tied to his eyes. He just stared at each other for who knows how long. It could have been a few seconds or a couple of minutes. I saw that his eyes were gold now and he's checks looked a little flushed that before, I wanted to see if any of the others also had the same effects, but Edward's eyes hadn't released me yet. So I stared at him trying to make his see that I wasn't afraid of him now. Remembering what he was again made my left hand automatically touched my neck. I rubbed it a little bit, and winced. That released us from our odd gazing.

"Does your neck hurt?" Mike asked. His hands were out stretched like he was about to rub my shoulders. I nearly jumped out of my chair.

"Um no. It… it doesn't." That was a lie. – What a creep! He seriously can't take the hint can he? - I giggled. " No, Mike it's fine." I tried to give him a hint on who actually did like him. "But I think Jessica's shoulders are hurting from all the bags she was carrying yesterday."

"Oh…ok." He said awkwardly. I went to turn back to my food. "Oh, I didn't get any. I came straight to the table." My stomach moaned it disappointment. "Sorry, I forgot." It made another pathetic attempt to reprimand me.

"Hey I have to eat something, I'll be back." I breathed as I made my war towards the buffet stand.

"I'm sorry but we just closed down." Mrs. Hemp, the lunch-lady, said.

"You have to be kidding." I was so hungry. I missed dinner last night cuz I fell asleep and I missed breakfast cuz I was still asleep. "Stupid darn dream."

"I'm sorry." She really did seem sorry. "What's with everyone caring so much around here? It was totally different back in Phoenix." – What's with you being a butt-head and an ingrate? I evened with myself.

"Couldn't you make something up or something, I really need to eat something." I pleaded. For reason I could feel the water works coming. "Dag nab it. Stupid over active lachrymose muscles."

She shook her head. I sighed and was about to turn around, but a velvet voice I never heard before spoke behind me, "I'm not hungry and didn't eat. You can have my lunch if you want."

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