Liza's car was really my car. My dad sold it to buy a bike.

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The next day I remember clearly was my birthday. I came down stairs at five expecting to take the three mile trip to school. I'd been walking to school every day since Bella's boyfriend starting driving her. I started out the door.

"No you don't," Charlie said, a big smile on his face. "You're driving to school today."

I groaned. "Dad, I'm not hitching a ride with Bella and Edward." Not this again.

"I said driving, not riding." He put a hand over my eyes and steered me to the driveway. "Open."

I squeaked with delight. The car was a light matte blue, with one small spot of rust on the top. "Oh my god!"

"It's an '86 Renault Encore. Take a look inside." He opened the door. "I know it doesn't have a backseat and it needs a new muffler, but Renée thought the hand controls were the main concern."

I hugged him. "Daddy, she's perfect! I'm going to go upstairs and do something with my hair!"

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I looked at my reflection and said aloud, "I look like shit!"

"Morning to you too, Liza," Bella groaned, pulling at the lines in her forehead.

We looked exactly identical at the moment. The blue had washed out of my hair and my flat iron lay dormant. My brown eyes looked a bit puffer in than hers, probably from hours of crying. "Can I drive today?" I pleaded.

"You like the car," Edward snorted, coming in thru the window. He spent the night with us sometimes. I guess that's what you do when you can't sleep—literally.

"Like it? I love it." I replied, keeping my voice low. I kept the seriousness of Bella and Edward's relationship a secret because I cared for my sister. Plus, with me in the room, Edward doesn't have to worry about accidentally crossing his line. I won't let him.

"You Swan girls and horribly slow cars," he joked, lighting tapping my shoulder.

I playfully tried to shove him back. He didn't budge. "Stupid, shiny, Volvo owner." I muttered.

Edward pulled himself onto the window sill. "Are you referring to the fact that my Volvo is shiny or that I sparkle?"

"Draw your own conclusions," I replied. "This bathroom is too crowded for this many people. See you at school, Edward."

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I parked carefully. I was a bit out of practice. I was lucky enough to have driven Titus' Geo once or twice since my emergency trip to Phoenix. "Bella, you got a new car!" Mike Newton called, coming over to me.

"I'm Liza," I replied. I looked at Bella and Edward. It's been ages since someone's gotten us mixed up.

"I'm sorry," he replied, scratching his head. "I've never…"

"Seen me smile?" I offered, laughing. The sound was almost foreign. "Yeah, I haven't been happy in a while."

"I like it," Mike replied. He lightly touched my hair. "The blue really didn't suit you."

"Thanks, Mike." I took one step back, hoping he'd get the message.

"So, what are you doing tonight? You want to go out?" he asked.

"Um," Whoa, blunt anyone? "Actually, I can't. Today's our birthday and I think we have something planned with Edward's family." I looked to him, practically begging him to have something up his sleeves. He nodded so quickly that Bella didn't see it. I was sort of surprised I did. I looked back. "Sorry, Mike."

My first class was right past theirs so I walked with them. I stopped half way to rub my hand. It burned a little. I started to put it back in my pocket, when Edward grabbed my wrist. "Let me look." He pulled off my cut-off glove, and examined my scar. "We'll take you to Carlisle during lunch, okay?"

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"I'm fine, Dr. C," I complained. "Your son's just over reacting." My hand felt normal.

Dr. Cullen was nodding and humming. His hands didn't even feel cold on mine. "What did you say was wrong?"

"Sometimes my hands get really warm or really cold. I think it has something to do with the venom or my spaz-die."

"Well," he said, thinking. "I've never encountered another person who is immune to the venom, so I don't know what to do. We'll keep an eye on it."

I nodded in understanding and went back to school.

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"Chief Swan," Edward said formally that evening. "Can we borrow Liza as well? I don't mean to intrude if you have any thing planned."

"No, no. Go ahead and go, Liza. Have fun."

I groaned and followed the happy couple out the door. "Let's get this over with."

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"Liza!" Alice squealed. "That's why everything went blank, but I don't need to see you to know you'll love this!" She handed me a box.

I opened it. Inside was an instrument case. I couldn't tell what instrument it was. It was just a simple rectangle, but as I opened it I gasped. "Bella told us you played," Esme said carefully.

It was the most beautiful viola I had ever seen. A nice tan chin rest, a stripe pattern like a tiger's on the back panel and it seemed to fit me perfectly. I pulled the bow across the strings. An eerie minor A rang thru the large house. "Prefect!" I squeaked.

"She's squeaking!" Alice clapped her hands.

Emmett called form the garage, "Are you sure it isn't the viola?"

"I am not squeaking!" I retorted, shouting in his general direction. All I got in response was a laugh. "EMMETT! I DON'T LIKE YOU!"

Jasper was staring at me. "I still don't get you," he muttered. "Swift swinger." He stepped back, as if offended by my change in mood.

I looked at Edward. Stupid empath. He chuckled.

Bella was opening what looked like a CD case, when the wrapping paper gave her a paper cut. Like everyone else, I took a sharp breath.

Jasper's eyes had gone red.

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