So sorry this is so late! I have been the busiest person recently, what with all my teachers getting stressed about upcoming exams etc (I am pleased to tell you that I got 92% in maths - biggest fluke ever - 88% in biology - easy test - and 79% in chemistry - I tihnk she gave me too many marks. )But aside form that I've also been doing English creative writing coursework which is being marked as we speak. I was wondering if I should post it up on here? Its about Lord of the Flies? A sequally thing? Anyway, this chapter is kind of a set up for the next one which will be up shortly. So yeah. Please review and enjoy:

The next few days passed by quickly, I just moped around the house with no one to talk to now that Lizzie and Jake had gone crazy, and then moped around school declining boys' offers to going to the upcoming dance with them.

"Go on, Nessie, it might be fun!" Alice said one evening, sitting next to me on the sofa in her pyjamas. I merely glared at her and went back to watching One Tree Hill carefully.

"Max really likes you… though Jacob would kill you. Hey, where is that smelly wolf nowadays?" She asked innocently, but I refused to answer again, until I saw dad's head pop up.

"Yeah, Nessie, he's not been in your thoughts for a while now. Everything okay?" I scoffed, and muttered something along the lines of, "yes dad" before I realised that this was my mad father and he would never give up unless I really told him what was bothering me.

"Well, dad, don't get all annoyed or anything but… well… Jacob proposed to me." I murmured, burying my head in a nearby cushion. I heard him and Alice gasp almost silently.

"He did what?" A harsh voice emerged within dad, and he roared angrily for a moment, chilling me only slightly.

"Yeah."

"You better not have said 'yes'".

"I said that I'd think about it. But, dad, I really don't want to!" I cried, thankful for someone to go as crazy as I was feeling.

Dad was about to say something, when, conveniently, the phone rang. I picked it up smoothly, and left the sitting room, leaving dad to explode on his own.

"Hi, Nessie, is this a good time?" Sam's velvety voice soothed my animated feelings and I shook my head lightly, "no, Sam, its fine. Why're you calling?"

"Well… er… mostly because I kind of saw a vampire running through the streets about two minutes ago and I wondered if it was anything to do with you. My father has gone outside and is trying to get her to calm down, but she is in hysterics. The reason I'm calling you is that she mentioned something about the Cullens'." He sounded sincere, and I could clearly distinguish agonised screams behind him, "the trouble is, is that she wont tell us her first name and we're worried that the Volturi will want to get involved, what with her running full speed down streets. Humans could have seen her – then we'd be finished…" He rambled on for a while, whilst I listened to the yelps of pain that sounded eerily like Lizzie.

"Sam, I'm coming over."

"No. Don't do that! She's gone! And we cant run after her in-case of the Volturi! Nessie, what do we do?"

"Drive! Take the car! You have to find her! How'd she get out, Sam?"

"I don't know. I think it was my sister, Hannah, who thought she was safe and let her out of the chains my father put her in. I've got to go, Nessie. But don't worry, I'm sure we'll find her!" I was about to speak when Emmett crashed through the doors of the cottage.

"Edward! Lizzie's gone!" Emmett was as white as stone, his voice hoarse from shouting. Dad groaned and grabbed his jacket even though he couldn't feel the cold. I was about to slam the phone down and follow him to the jeep when Alice lay her icy hand on my arm.

"Nessie, you're only half-vampire, you need your sleep. Go to bed, Lizzie will be found by the morning." Jasper had entered the room and I began to feel unintentionally sleepy.

"Jasper, I hate you." I whispered as I lay down on the sofa to go to sleep.

I woke up from my slumber with a start. I couldn't see anyone immediately so I assumed the search for Lizzie was still in progress, but, when I strode into the kitchen dad and Jasper were crowded around the tiny kitchen table with their heads together, muttering so quietly I couldn't make it out.

"Have you found Lizzie?" I asked wearily even though I knew they hadn't.

"No. Not exactly."

"What do you mean?"

"Well… we got her and she refused to come home. Honestly, I think she just needs time to cool off."

"Cool off from what?" I yelled, furious because of the fact that this was obviously due to the thing I didn't know about.

"All in good time, Nessie," dad soothed, and because of stupid Jasper I was suddenly calmer.

"Go to school, Ness. Tell the teacher Lizzie is ill."

"Rory can do it." I mumbled.

"Oh yes. He can. Okay, then. Lets go to school, Jasper. Nessie, stay with Rory."

"That's what I have been doing the last few weeks." I muttered poisonously, but dad nor Jasper ceased to notice anything, and leapt into the Volvo to get to their school. I walked with Rory as we were early, and he was completely crushed by the whole situation, especially as he knew as little as me.

"I'm so sorry, Rory."

"Yeah. But at least you've got that other vampire… Sam." Rory muttered, kicking a pebble down the pavement. I scoffed, and then remembered that tomorrow was Wednesday and I would have to go and pretend to be his girlfriend… crap. It wasn't the best timing. It was whilst I was wondering about this that Jacob approached, and I felt that I had to be kind to him.

"Hi Jake." I said, almost nicely. He smiled broadly.

"Have you thought anymore about the question?"

"Jacob… I'm so sorry but I cant marry you. I'm 14 and I'm too young, not only by the law but by maturity." I hoped that this reason would convince him, but a storm brewed on his face and I hurried past before he could explode in front of me.

"I don't like him." Rory whispered to me as we strode into school.

"Me neither." I replied simply, and was about to speak again when I heard a girl yelling at her parents, I think her name was Caitlin.

"You're not going to make me go to school, are you? That's not fair! What about the bloodhound who might come and kill us all? What about that? Mum!" She wailed, and I remembered the killings that had been happening in London recently. I glanced at the newspaper her mother was holding and read the title quickly: Killings Proceed.

Great.

Thanks, Milly X

The next chapter will be much better because she's going round to Sam's! And there MIGHT be a twist in the story.... who knows? Hahaha! :)