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Disclaimer: Wooo! *Eats cookie* …It's still not yours.

Me: Damnit.

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I took a deep, unnecessary breath as I built up my courage. I hadn't seen any of these people so long. What if they didn't want to see me? If they were unsatisfied? If they forgot about me?

Edward closed his hand around mine, feeling my nerves. I looked up at him, eyes wide with 'what ifs'. His reassuring look reminded me that I could do anything with him by my side. "I love you." I whispered to him, smiling slightly. And with that, we stepped through the door.

"SURPRISE!" The word was shouted at us from every angle possible. My thoughts took a new direction as I took in my surroundings.

After fifty years, and they still haven't figured out that I hate surprises – and all parties for that matter.

However, I saw my Renesmee at the center of the crowd and smiled brightly, leaving my angers behind to give her an Emmett hug. Her long brown hair swayed with her, simple, just like mine. I looked into her eyes – my eyes- and hugged her again. Oh, how I had missed my baby!

"Hey Mom!" Renesmee squealed. Her sweet voice calmed my nerves about anything and everything, and everything was okay. As long as I had Renesmee, and… I glanced over at Edward. His eyes watched me thoughtfully, taking in my every movement. Our gaze met, and I had a flashback of all of our years together. Going through college (Three times, I may add), and retreating to Esme Island for the rest of the time, while visiting our family every so often. His dark black eyes were smothering in depth. My only coherent thought was really hoping I wasn't drooling.

"Excuse me for breaking this puke-fest, but where's my hug?!" I felt a thick, warm hand on my should and I turned to see my favorite werewolf (Well, Shape shifter, whatever) – Jacob Black.

"Eeeek!" I shrieked and threw my arms around him. I missed this lumbering tower that was my best friend. I hadn't seen him in so long, and I missed his wise-cracking attitude. However, with our hug, it felt as if no time had passed. He was still working on our motorcycles, we were enjoying our days. Except… now he felt like fire to touch, and he stunk like hell. My nose scrunched up, my throat burning. I hadn't eaten in about a month, so anxious to meet everybody again. So, even Jacob's repulsive smell didn't stop the burning.

"Look, we have some news. We kind of decided to tell you here with witnesses… you know, in case you try to kill me." Jake winked. Renesmee shot him a deathly look herself for even suggesting this. "… Renesmee agreed with the rest of your family that you all should be going back to High School. You know, to pass time here in Forks, and to brush up on your skills." My face immediately curled into a vicious scowl.

"And why wasn't I included in this little arrangement?" I hissed. Oh, and as if twelve years of college wasn't enough?

"Well… we know you hate Fork's high school – and all of it's people…" He looked meager. Good.

"Yeah. Well how about this. Next time you all decide on something this obviously important to me, talk to… oh I don't know… ME. Because get this little twist: I refuse to go."

I sprinted to my room before any one of them could stop me. Once inside of the old bedroom, I instantly wore a smile. So many of my human memories included me and Edward in this room.

I ran my hand down the sleek back couch, and then the metal rose bed. Oh how I had longed for-

"Bella." A hiss slid through the creak of the door, interrupting my thoughts. "If you don't open this door right NOW. You will be answering to me." I smirked at Emmett's voice.

"Bring it on big brother. We all know who's stronger anyway." My deadly calm voice trailed behind me as I leaped out of the glass window. I landed gracefully (Gracefully!) on the balls of my feet.

"Right. Easy." I smiled at the small memory.

Then I took off.

Sprinting through the forest was more fun without Edward. Now that my strength has worn down a little, my running wasn't as fast as his. I god help him if he lets me forget it.

Thump, thump, thump-thump. Thump, thump, thump-thump.

Freezing, I listened to the paws running toward the deer. Little did this mountain lion know he was now not the predator, but the prey. I leapt forward, ready to quench the thirst that had only grew with the stress of my party.

Short, yes. I realized. Will drama be coming up soon? Maybe… maybe it will take a while… either way…

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