Hey everyone...sorry I took so long. So much homework...AP Classes...I can't talk much...if your watching the news...or live in California...you know that we are in a big crises. I live in California myself and near the fire. We're not sure if we have to leave. I hope not. Some of my friends had to leave their houses or homes...which ever ...it's sad. Well wish me good luck...I'm scared...who wouldn't be...well talk later...when ever I can...oh and I'm changing the rating...lol...I have a problem solving question for you in the end...try and figure it out...Chao.

When Pig's Fly

"Men always want to be a woman's first love - women like to be a man's last romance."
- Oscar Wilde

"A woman has got to love a bad man once or twice in her life, to be thankful for a good one."
- Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings

I was out of breath. My breath coming in wild gasps. I knew once he realized I was gone, that he'll come looking for me- well maybe. I leaned against a fence in front of the Eiffel tower. My hair all messy and sticking to my face like glue.

It had to be at least ten minutes since my departure from Edward- while escaping from the women's bathroom. I'm sure he's called Chloe by now. I can see her already.

Her short electric blue skirt riding up her legs as she ran to her car. Her glowing ecstatic red high hells shoes clicking like a horse riding through the tunnel underneath the bridges. Her dark chocolate hair swirling around her nicely formed tan face- and her wickedly mysterious green eyes- flowing with a vibe of anger within them. She would be searching for me alright.

Her lipstick smeared by the shocked she didn't have time to fix and her fingers running through her shoulder length hair. Her eyes scanning the streets with a loathing frustration for me.

I quickly checked my cell phone to see both the time and any miss calls. It was now eleven ó clock, and I had been gone for eleven minutes within the next second. That's when I realized, I had one missed called. My heart started to beat.

Thump- thump. Thump- thump.

I could hear my heart pounding drastically in my chest- ready to explode at any minute.

Thump- thump. Thump- thump.

I clicked okay and at a impossibly slow pace- I dragged the small phone to my ear and listened to my voice mail.

You have three unheard message. First unheard message- from Friday May 14th, at 9:56 pm.

"Bella, this is your mother calling. I hope you remembered me. Why don't you pick up the damn phone. I left like, oh I don't know- at least ten messages. Why are you avoiding my calls. Hold on! Your not pregnant, are you?! My god Bella, what did you do? You better not be-" beep beep beep.

Second unheard message- from Friday May 14th, at 9:58pm.

"For goodness sakes, Bella! You better answer- I know you're there. Anyways, your sister's going to graduate soon and heading off to college. We want you to be here for the ceremony- and your brother has asked us something and we need to talk it over with you. Damn it Bella- pick up this god forsaken phone (crack, shudder)", beep beep beep.

Third unheard message- from Friday May 14th, at 10:04 pm.

"I hate this stupid phone. Damn it, now I have to fix that. Well honey- bye. And please call, I'm getting irritated. No! No! Not the sofa, Mr. Mugals.", beep beep beep.

Messages have been heard. Back to manual.

I wonder what she broke- she probably broke the window with her incredibly strong FBI force. My younger sister is going to college. Wow.

And what in the world did my brother ask- I don't like I want to know. I sighed and closed my eyes. This was going to be a long day. I closed my phone and at once it started to ring. I recognized the number- Chloe. She was going to kill me.

Mental List:

Avoid home

Avoid libraries

Avoid any drinking bar and café

And anywhere she can find me

So that left me with only two choices. La Azul Luna and Riley's house- and I wasn't up to going to Riley's house- so option one is the winner.

I checked my phone and I had ten missed calls. What the heck? Why not check my phone? It can't be that bad, -what am I kidding myself- she's going to kill me. She'll torture me when she finds me- but it can't be all that bad- still I'm kidding myself.

You have ten unheard messages. First unheard message from Saturday May15th, at 11: 30 am.

"Damn it Bella. I just got a call from Edward. And what do you think he told me. I'll tell you- and I quote...'she left through the bathroom window. I don't know where she is?', you are so dead" she may have been angry, but she French voice was still beautiful and alluring.

Second unheard message, from Saturday May 15th, at 11:34 am.

I'm going to find you and tie you up. You'll b in handcuffs forever and the rest of your life. I'll let Edward have his fun with you as a punishment".

Three unheard message, from Saturday May 15th, at 11: 38 am.

"Bella, where the freak are you! Edward's and I are looking all over".

Fourth unheard message, from Saturday May 15th, at 11: 41 am.

"Okay Bella. Play time is over. You're just ruin my day. Thanks! This is really funny. Do you hear me, funny, real, funny Bella. I'm seriously going to hurt you Bella. You'll find out your punishment soon enough".

With that, I shut my phone. I knew I was in so much trouble. Now I had to hid out soon- two people looking for me at the same time, for sure they'll find me. So I took out my phone and dialed Riley's phone number. I really didn't want to go, but I have no choice.

"Hello", Riley said.

"Hey Riley", I forced my voice to be sweet.

"Hey Bella. What's up", Riley asked.

"I need a place to stay- do you mind if I stay at your house", I asked Riley.

"Yeah- of course. I'll wait for you okay", Riley said.

"Yeah- I'll be there. Bye", my hell was just beginning.

EPOV:

Where in the world could she have gone. I mean- no women has ever ran away from me- why now? Bella Swan- she did captivate me- but she seemed to be annoyed with me. I would stop at nothing to get Bella Swan- even if it means- surely she wouldn't- but losing my manhood with her defense against me.

I wanted to touch her pale skin. I wanted those lips- that drove me crazy. Before I left I called Chloe- man she was angry- I wonder why we never went out for more than a month or two- mental note to self- ask her.

I drove in my Vovle looking all over for this girl. I didn't see one trace of her- I wonder where she could have gone.

I met with Chloe at a cafe. "I can't believe she just left, she will definite be hearing from me when I see her again", Chloe muttered to herself.

"Why did she do this, does she not see...my god women", Chloe continued to talk.

"Maybe she didn't like me", I smirked and Chloe turned to look at me. "That's an understatement", she smirked evilly.

"Since we're here, and we obviously won't find her anywhere, why not have a couple of tea with me and tell me about the famous Ellen Craft", I guest for her to sit.

"Well then, what would you like to know about Bella Swan. I can't guarantee anything, but I guess you have your...charm on your side", Chloe signed and took a seat across from me.

"First thing, don't try anything funny with her, or I'll hurt you badly. Second, her name is Isabella Marie Swan- Bella for short. She's from America, Washington to be exact. She's 24 years old and she's the oldest of three children. She has a brother and a sister, both in high school, but I believe one is graduating soon", she paused to take breath.

"She's very smart, there's no doubt about that. She's an author and has been one since she was sixteen. She's studying to become a scientist, but never doubt her...she's more than she seems. Sure at first glance, she may seem boring and geeky, but man...she can blow your mind away and I don't plan to tell you how", she smirked, driving me crazy.

We discussed Bella and her highly unusual ways. There were three things I knew about Bella Swan.

One: She was smart.

Two: she was beautiful.

And Three: she is a virgin. Did I mention that she hasn't even had her first kiss yet!

BPOV:

I really didn't want to go into Riley's house...but I had no choice. It was either stay or run like a chicken from Chloe, who is bound to find me and chap off my head. I'm sure she's really pissed with me...no! I know she's pissed with me. I mean- I guess she can be...but hey, wait! I'm the one who should be pissed...she sets me up with a guy I don't even know...although he is adonis, but I mean...what the freak.

Second, she runs me from half of France...chasing and hunting me down like I was some prize winning deer. I felt idiotic...stupid in a sense that I really didn't want to confront my fears. I sighed and leaned my head against the seat, my eyes shut tight, my breath coming in wild gasp.

This was stupid. I shouldn't run...I know I shouldn't, but I had to...I can't help it. I was design to follow all commands that related to the 10 commandments. Meaning no boyfriend, no kissing, no second base...and definitely no third base. I can't even think of that. To me, it would seem to hurt and I'm not the type of women who can take physical pain easily. Although being a klutz...I should be able to handle it...but I can't..

From the image of it...I'm sure it hurts like hell, if you know what I'm talking about. I opened my eyes, from the hill where Riley lives...Paris seems like a pool of soft paint, mixing in with the blue sky. The Eiffel tower standing tall and proud the cars looking like intersects. I really didn't know what to except. Riley or a life of fear and never living the way I want to.

Well...I guess the choice is up to me. To live free like a bird, or to die like a robot.

I took out my phone and called Riley.

"Hello", Riley's sweet voice was so alluring that I forgot to answer in that moment.

"H-Hey Riley, I decided not to come...um- I have something to do. Maybe next time", I put on my brave and strong voice.

"Sure Bells...whatever makes you happy. I just have one question", I heard Riley laugh.

"Yes", I put on a serious voice.

"Why did the chicken cross the road?".

"You ass", I hanged up on Riley. That stupid idiot- what they hell...I mean come on...moral support. Anyone?

I went back to the park of the Eiffel Tower, maybe with my luck...they won't find me. HA! What am I kidding...they will.

1. Every three time I clean my bedroom, my mother makes me an apple pie. I clean my bedroom 9 times. How many apple pies does she owe me?

3. A Granite Hills High School senior was applying to college and wondered how many applications she needed to send. Her counselor explained that with the excellent grade she received in chemistry she would probably be accepted to one school out of every three to which she applied to. [ 3 applications equals 1 acceptance). She immediately realized that for each application she would have to write three essays[ 1 application equals 3 essays )and each essay would require 2 hours work [1 essay equals 2 hours). Of course writing essays is no simple matter. For each hour of serious essay writing, she would need to expand 500 calories [1 hour equals 500 calories) which she could be derive from her mother's apple pie [ 1 pie equals 1000 calories). How many times would she have to clean her room in order to gain acceptance to 10 colleges? Hopefully you didn't skip problem number 1. I'll help you get started...10 acceptances [ ) ( )etc.

Sky Cullen- chao