Chapter 5

Disclaimer: All characters belong to Stephanie Meyer. Only the story itself is mine.

Maybe I'm crazy, maybe I don't belong, and maybe Forks just isn't the right place for me.

Ever sinse the Jacob situation, I've been more isolated than ever. I was watching TV one afternoon under Anthony's blanket when Charlie marched up to me, a giant smile plastered on his face.

My father was about to do something that may change my life forever.

"I signed you up as a day camp counselour, Bella."

Kill me now.

Now some people like helping kids, because it may remind them of their own. Not me. The problem is I don't relate to children at all, because I've never had one before. I had no expeiriance.

Quite seriously, children reminded me of dark time when I used to live in New York.

And then there's the part where I have to be outside all day, with no air conditioning. I tried to burn that thought out of my head.

" But dad, why didn't you even discuss with me that you were going to do that?"

"Because you would have said no."

The man was correct.

"So?" I asked, very annoyed.

"Well, I just think it would be best for you to get out of the house and do something."

I sighed. I wasn't going to win this battle. "Okay, when do I have to go?"

"Tomorrow. Seven thirty sharp. Oh, and Bells..." My back was turned from him, already walking away. I didn't listen to whatever he said at the end.

I went upstairs, and got out a hiking backpack. I didn't know what to expect from these kids. Charlie had given me a brochure that told about how 'great' this camp was. Swimming lessons, rock climbing, everything you could ever imagine. It even showed one child shooting an arrow at a target.

I mean, what kind of camp was this?

I thought for a minute, then I just rolled my eyes and finished packing.

The next day I was up at six. My eyes felt like they were glued to my face. I walked over to the shower and turned it on, making it as hot as possible hoping to melt away everything.

After I got out, I went and put some shorts on and an old T-Shirt.

Maybe this wouldn't be bad, I thought encouragingly. Maybe I'd have an alright time.

Of course, I was wrong.

When I got there, children were already outside in the field running and jumping. One kid looked about thirteen, while another couldn't have been seven. I checked in and learned I'd be with the "Tree frogs".

Lovely.

Aparently my dad got me special treatment. I got a group of seven year olds. The schedule was easy enough, and nothing seemed wrong.

Except a kid.. Hanging off the side of my leg. And telling me how I was his mother.

Hell no.

I would be wasting my time of I explained the whole day.. But let's just say that I was glad it was over, and today was Friday. Two days of pure relaxation.

That's until I see Jacob's face at the station on my way home. He was talking to Edward. Could anything else happen to me today?

I stopped by, cautiously walking up there. Edward's eyes find me first. He gleamed.

"Bella, I was just looking for you."

"I'm here." I smiled. It was fake, but still, I tried.

Jacob, on the other hand, got to the point.

"Bella, I'm sorry for the other day and everything, but I still need help." He looked at me like I was so last year's news.

"Jacob, I'd help you if you had one ounce of good in your body. Give me one reason why I should do anything for the likes of you?" I was a blunt girl.

His brow furrowed. He just muttered,"Nevermind." He stormed off.

What a drama queen.

On his way, he dropped something small. A plastic bag of some sort, filled with white chalk.

"What in the world..?" I was baffled. Why would he carry crushed shalk with him. I mean, really, chalk?

I sighed. I never knew with Jacob. Edward offered to come to his place, and I refused. Edward does enough for me on a daily basis. I offered my house.

He didn't hesitate to say yes. We walked side by side down the station halls, while Edward cracked jokes. I smiled.

"Hilarious." I say that all the time.

We passed the metal/drug detectors like usual and sirens blared. Heads rose, guns shifted.

Charlie happened to be there and said calmly, "Everyone relax. The detectors go off by accident all the time."

Lies. They had never failed.

But the weird thing was, I didn't have anything on me. And Edward hadn't passed the detector yet.

My dad walked up and told me to try again.

I did. Red lights flashed again.

My fathers eyes flashed to my pockets.

I sighed. I emptied my pockets, and all I had was the little packet of chalk.

"See?" I said. I'm clean.

Charlie's eyes looked grim. "Bella.." he said slowly. "What have you done?"

"Nothing. I'm not lying."

Edward came over to see the commotion. His eyes read disbelief.

Charlie spoke firmly, "Bella, this bag contains fresh ground meth."

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