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Chapter 2

BPOV

"Bella? What's wrong, Bella?" Edward asked, concern in his eyes.

I just shook my head. I was frozen stiff with nerves. Today we were getting back our final math tests of the trimester, and if I aced, I would have all A's for the whole year. I was scared stiff at the thought.

"Is something bothering you?" Edward asked again.

Finally, I calmed myself enough to tell him. "We get our math tests back today," I answered in a small voice.

He took my hand, and the temperature of his granite skin made me shudder. "It's alright, Bella," he assured me gently, but I wasn't convinced.

"You've never been so nervous about a test before! What's so special about this one?"

It was true. I wasn't usually excpecting much of my test scores, but this one was very important.

"Nothing...it's just that if I ace this test, I'll have straight A's on my report card! For the first time! And I thought you wanted me to get into a good college?"

"I do...,"

Edward looked down, and turned his head so that I couldn't see his face. Uh oh. That couldn't've been good.


"I got a D??" I whispered as Mrs. Winters handed me my test.

"Bella, it's alright," she said as she continued to hand out papers. Hm. Exactly what Edward said. "Everyone gets bad grades."

I closed my mouth, but I felt rage boil up inside me like I was about to explode. A tear spilled over my cheek and I immediately wiped it away.

I glared after Mrs. Winters as she continued walking down the aisles, handing back the other students' tests. I wondered what grades they got, secretly hoping they were bad ones. Edward, who was sitting beside me, received his test (with an unnecessary smile from Mrs. Winters).

I looked at his paper. A+. I groaned.

"Bella, everyone gets bad grades. Even me."

I scoffed. It was hard to believe someone so perfect could possibly get a grade below an A.

"Funny, that's exactly what Mrs. Winters said," I muttered. "And this was my ticket to a perfect report card! And now, its ruined!" I realized how bratty and ungrateful I sounded, and stopped my whining abruptly. Wow, I was being a total drama queen and I didn't even realize it until now.

It was a good thing I did realize it. I hadn't noticed that the whole class had turned to look at my theatrical performance. I instantly turned bright red, and sunk low into my seat. Edward took my hand.

By the time 5th period was over, I was relaxed. Edward had been lulling me with that soothing voice if his, and I could not be angry anymore, no matter how hard I tried. I almost smiled when he gave me a light peck on the cheek as we walked through the door.

The rest of the day passed with ease, and by the time I got home I felt groggy and tired. Edward had gone back to his house to grab the CD with my lullaby on it. While I waited for his return, I decided to make dinner for Charlie and I.

"Charlie? What do you want for dinner?" I called into the TV room. "Charlie? Hello?"

I went upstairs to search for him, but he wasn't anywhere to be found. "Charlie?? Where are you?" I was getting worried now. My voice sounded panicky, and my legs started to shake like they always did when I was nervous. Where was he?

EPOV

As I arrived home, I noticed that everyone was crowded together in the living room, making a commotion. Their thoughts were anxious and worried, but they were so loud that I couldn't make out most of what they were thinking. However, I managed to hear someone say, 'Poor Bella...'

"Alice, why is everyone in here? Is something wrong?" I asked as I approached them.

"Something terrible happened. It just happened this morning, actually. It's so devestating! It'll be especially devestating for Bella. Oh, poor Bella!" Alice's eyes were full of sorrow and loss, and I wondered what could possibly be so upsetting to her. I counted all the members of my family very carefully, making sure they were all there. I observed as I counted that Esme was weeping silently in Carlisle's arms, and Rosalie and Emmett were holding each other in a tight embrace. Jasper stood patiently behind Alice, waiting for her to tell me what all this fiasco was about. Not one person was missing.

"Just tell me what it is, Alice!" I demanded.

"Don't be too forward about this when you tell Bella, okay. You know how sensitive she is."

"Yeah. Really sensitive." I muttered sarcastically.

"Charlie has Cancer. He woke up with a sharp pain in his stomach this morning, and drove himself to the hospital. Luckily, Carlisle was there. But, he couldn't seem to help him. And I just saw a vision before you came in. I'm surpised you didn't hear it."

"It was too loud. Everyone was thinking different things at the same time. But that's not the point. What did you see in your vision?"

Alice took a deep breath.

"Charile's going to die. The cancer has already spread to his heart, and he only has one day to live."

I choked. "What?"

"Don't tell Bella until she's completely relaxed, though. It'll be too hard for her otherwise."

I couldn't move. I just stared at Alice with wide eyes, my mouth hanging open. It took a little over a ten seconds to gather myself together again. "Yes, I'll tell Bella. I'll tell her tonight." My heart wrrenched as I thought about how she was going to handle it. She would need a lot of comforting, and I would be there. But, nothing could replace the spot her father had made in her heart.

I ran upstairs and grabbed the CD that had Bella's lullaby on it, and shot back out of the house, straight to her. Tonight was going to be a long night.

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