Summary: My name is Bella. I am your average girl, with average brown hair and eyes. Yet I suffer from your not so average disorder...I am blind.

Disclaimer: I do Not Own the Twilight characters

Parings: EdwardxBella, RosexEmmett, AlicexJasper

Warnings: Language, and Bella OOC...cause she's blind.

Unseen, Yet Believable.

Chapter Four.

I woke up to the front door closing, at what felt like an ungodly hour in the morning. I assumed Charlie had decided to start up the police cruiser so it was warm on the drive to school. One man's global warming was anothers' warm ride in a fake paradise.

I pulled myself from the bed and almost fell over do to a slight head rush. I felt dizzy and a little more uncoordinated than usual, but that should be expected after the stupid sleep (if any) I had managed to achieve last night.

My dreams were filled with Edward Cullen's voice and, of course, my crazy imagination had managed to create a world where I could hear the sounds of people screaming and, of course the velvet voice whispering in my ear.

I owe you nothing.

That phrase made me shiver.

Deciding not to keep Charlie waiting very long, I resumed my actions of getting ready for a day at school.

I don't think I had ever been so scared in my life. Back in Pheonix, I had managed to conceal my blindness the entire time. Surprising? I know. Yet, in this small, lame, insignificant town, It had taken a month, and now everyone knew that my vision only consisted of darkness. I wasn't even at school, and already all the questions were giving me a headache.

"Bells! You ready?"

"I am coming dad." I replied.

I was not excited for today at all.

He dropped me off at the door today, I figured that he was just being extra careful about the fact that I had almost been killed yesturday. In a way, I couldn't blame him.

"Stay safe Bells."

I nodded as I took in a deep breath.

I didn't even bother with the sunglass scheme. I was sure that even If I had worn them that the questions wouldn't be any less immature.

The doors seemed heavy as I pushed them open.

I could feel the stares of everyone as I walked down the hallway. All I needed was for Mike and Jessica to show up and start with the whole pity act. Apparentely, my luck was as bad as my balance.

"Bella!"

The first one was Mike. All I need is to get one him over with.

"Are you okay? I mean everyone was worried about you after the whole van incident!"

So he dodges the eye comments and heads straight for the 'you almost died' worry.

"I am fine Mike, but I really should hurry to class," I stated rushing my words, hoping he would keavbe me alone.

"Do you know, need help to get there?"

And here comes the whole, 'oh my god she can't do anything 'cause she's blind' scenario.

"Uh, Mike, I've been walking to class by myself for almost two weeks," I muttered coldly.

He apparentely got the hint cause he said goodbye, and I made my way down the hall.

I could hear the whispers between the girls and guys and knew that I was going to be the topic on the charts for the next few days. I mean in a town like this, unexplained events are like giving cat-nip to a cat. It's absolutely intoxicating.

The day was going pretty normal, then along came trig class, where I knew Jessica would be willing to open her mouth and blurt out anything she could muster.

Sure enough, I was good at judging people.

"Bella! Oh my god, your eyes!"

Try and picture a sorority girl all giddy from some guy asking her out and multiply that by ten. That was the enthusiasm that came from her voice.

"I know," I muttered.

"They're so different. They are a brown-blue color and very foggy, almost like a crystal."

I reserved my comment on the fact that crystal was usually clear for later, since class had just begun.

When trig was finally over, I felt someone tug my hand, probably to get my attention.

"So Bella?" I turned towards Jessica's voice. "Are you thinking about asking anyone to the dance?"

I had completely forgotten about the whole 'girls' ask the boys' thing, and mentally slapped myself. I was mostly trying to distract myself from the humor in Jess' sentence.

"I bet you can tell I don't have the best coordination," I murmered when she let out a laugh.

"Nonsense, that shouldn't stop you."

I knew she was probably wondering if there was even a chance that a guy would want me as their date. Their blind date.

"Well I don't know," I muttered.

"Well, even if you don't go, you should come dress shopping with me and Angela. We'll take good care of you!"

I smiled a little. Only a little.

"Maybe. I've been dying to get out of Forks."

I may not be able to help them pick the dress, but I needed a day away from this town. Charlie's constant worrying, my inept ability to see and the whole need for a new braile book was enough for me to consider the idea. Plus, I liked Angela, she was very much there when you needed her, and left you alone when you needed to be alone. I liked that.

Judging by the annoying noise of hundreds of voices, and the steps we had taken, we were now in the cafeteria.

"Bella! I got you some lunch."

Okay, so Mike got me lunch, that was nice. It's what type of date-rape he used on it that made me wonder weather or not to eat it.

"It's not that bad today. The mac n' cheese here isn't all that disgusting." Mike stated.

"Thanks," I muttered as the table got extremely quiet. I began to pick at the macaroni, and I could hear the crunch of the cheese, it was this that made my appetite dissappear completely. Soon enough the silence had finally got to me.

That's it.

"Guy's I am blind, but my hearing is fine, I don't like how no one is talking."

"Sorry Bella," Angela stated. "We're not trying to be rude, it's just a lot to handle."

I nodded towards her. I knew Angela (and probably Ben) was the only one who felt that way. The rest were probably wondering what ways they could humor themselves by hanging out with me.

"So, how bad was the crash yesturday?"

Ben was concerned, it was something I could hear in his voice.

"It was fine, Edward...Edward Cullen managed to save my life," I stated as gasps filled the table.

"Edward, saved you?"

Lauren's tone was enough for me to know that she had something against me being alive, or Edward saving me. I hoped it was the latter of the two.

"Ya, I was lucky that's for sure," I stated as strongly as I could.

"You know, his family is so weird, I am surprised he even did anything, usually he just sort of stays away from everyone."

"You make him sound rude Jess," Angela stated, and I could hear the aplogetic tone to her voice.

I answered the rest of their questions and replied to their comments. That was when the bell had finally rang. I was in a hurry to get to biology class.

Edward and I had been so mad at each other after the hospital incident yesturday, and I wanted to apologize, and maybe get some more info out of him.

Perhaps, I would even try to peice together the evidence from my dreams and figure out what made him so different.

I walked into Biology and sat down, instantly noticing that Edward was already there.

"Hello Edward," I managed to state sweetly. In fact it surprised me how cute I could be.

When he didn't answer me, I grew annoyed.

"So what? You aren't going to talk to me?"

Again he didn't answer me. That's when Mike walked up, how could I tell? His heavy breathing was practically on my neck.

"Bella, I know that it's the girl's choice for the dance, but did you want to go with me?"

I almost fell out of my chair. He was completely stupid.

"Mike, I really don't do dances, and besides, Jess really wants to go with you."

I could tell that surprised him.

"Really?" His voice was hoarse in disbelief.

"Don't doubt women in the ways of love," I stated matter-of-factly as he returned to his seat.

It was when Mike left, that I could hear a soft chuckle coming from Edward.

"And what's so funny?" I demanded and that only made him laugh harder.

Oh, I feel stupid.

"You knew he was about to ask me didn't you?" I hissed.

"Maybe," he stated, his velvet voice shocking me like it always did.

"So you're talking to me today?" I muttered.

"Not really."

I could hear the smirk on his voice.

I grumbled words I didn't even know as Mr. Banner called the class to attention.

I was so focused on being the detective I hadn't heard the question.

"Miss Swan?" He repeated as I snapped to reality.

"I, Uh, Well-"

"The Krebs Cycle," Edward stated.

"Thank you Mr. Cullen," Mr. Banner stated clearly unahppy with the fact I was not paying attention.

I was fingering the notes in the book when I felt a cool hand on mine.

"You're having difficulty with this?"

I shook my head.

"Nah. Just want to make sure I know all I can," I stated.

In all honesty, I had printed off pages in braile on mythical creatures and goblins and ghouls, mostly just to ease my overwhelmed head.

Thank god Edward couldn't read braile.

I was happy to know that Biology class was finally over. I was not happy however, about that fact that the rush had managed to make me drop my books.

I sighed and before I had even thought to bend down, I felt they were back in my arms. Did they even hit the ground?

Note, Add fast reflexes to the search, I mentally stated.

"Thanks Edward," I stated before heading off to gym.

It was a surprise to hear the voice of Tyler Crowley behind me.

"Isabella!"

I hated my full name.

"Tyler? They let you out already?"

"Ya, just on a lot of pain meds, that's all," He stated. "Say Bella, I know the dance is girl's choice and all, but I was wondering if you wanted to come to the dance with me. You know, just as a way to say sorry for almost killing you."

He sounded extremely sorry.

"Listen Tyler, don't beat yourself up about this. It's not my fault I have really bad luck. As for the dance though, I am not going."

"Really but-"

"Sorry Tyler, but I don't dance," I repeated.

"Well that's okay. There's still prom," He stated, his voice becoming silent as I closed the gym doors.

Once again, volleyball was on the list of sports for the day as I took my claimed seat on the bench.

Mike had been subbed off for his team and had decided to sit next to me. Joy.

"So Bella, what's the whole blindness thing like? It must be hard to pour water and stuff you know?"

He was the first person to ask me that.

"You adjust," I stated.

Blindness made us use our other senses to match everything we do almost as well as normal people.

It was the 'whizzing' sound that caught my attention as I pushed Mike out of the way.

The ball hit the wall with an amazing force, a force I assumed, that would've crushed Mike's nose.

"Woah, thank's Bella I didn't even see that coming!"

"Neither did I," I managed to reply with a smirk.

Gym class seemed to take forever today.

Couch Clapp continued to make awkward calls about random things, that did nothing for my migraine. So telling him that I was studying I pulled out my 'notes' that had made me interested in Biology,

I could feal the bumps against my fingertips telling me it said 'Vampire's A-Z.' I couldn't even remember printing it off. I had managed to read about werewolves, gorgons, gods, and centaurs, but none of them seemed to fit.

Vampire's are creatures with extreme balance, poise and reflexes.

This caught my attention as I continued to read.

Agile creatures said to posess more beauty than your average god, which would only entrance their victims.

Creepy.

Vampire's are one of the creations from hell. Drinking the blood of their enemies to sustain their goals. A habit that could only be broken by an extreme overwhemling sense of good.

A natural enemy of the Vampire is the werewolf. It is said that the hate is born due to eating habits and the fact that werewolves are still human.

This made me laugh a little. Vampire's and werewolves were enough to make any person lose a little sanity, but the fact they were enemies over what they ate made me all happy in some sadistic way.

Many vampire's have what's known as a singer. Someone whose blood is so enticing that even if they try to resist, it becomes extremely difficult. They are called singers from the italian word la tua cantante, claiming that this person's blood sings for them.

Seriously. People would post anything on the internet nowadays.

Feeling the edge of the paper come to an end, I knew my research was through for today.

"Okay class, that's all for today, remember to shower," Coach Clapp stated as I slowly stood up, making sure my books didn't fall again.

I had expected a harder day today filled with questions and nervous vibes from most of the population. It was weird that most had accepted, or at least I hoped that's why they were so quiet.

Once again my thoughts drifted to the dazzling Edward Cullen.

He hadn't made one comment about my eyes, even at the hospital, and in a way I felt the weight on my shoulders dissapate a little bit with this thought. Edward excepting me was making a blush rise to my cheeks.

I made my way down the hall when two voices made me stop.

"Bella!"

It was Jessica and Angela.

"Hey, we were thinking of heading to Port Angeles tomorow night after school, if you wanted to come," Jessica's inner shop-a-holic was pushing through her voice.

"We know you aren't going to the dance, and it might not be a whole lot of fun at the mall, but everyone needs a girls' night our every once and a while," Angela stated softly.

"Thanks guys, I think I may take you up on that offer, I was in the mood for a new book," I stated.

"Book?" Jess asked stupidly.

"Ya, I do read you know," I stated with a little bit of sarcasm.

This earned a laugh from both girls.

"See you tomorow Bella!"

"Bye," I stated as I walked towards the front doors.

"Oh, Isabella!"

I recognized that voice, and knew it belonged to the secretary at the front of the school.

I turned to her and smiled.

"Yes?"

I heard her shuffle with some papers and then heard her footsteps move towards me.

"Cheif swan called, unfortunetely he wont be able to pick you up," she stated. "He told me to call a cab but-"

"Don't worry I can walk home," I stated.

Ya right, the chances of me making it home were pretty slim.

"Well I am sure that Cheif Swan would-"

"I can give Bella a ride," the musical voice sang.

How did he manage to do that.

"Oh. Mr. Cullen, well, according to Bella here-"

"I personally believe that it would be safer for Bella to ride home with me. Beside's have you ever walked to school by yourself?"

I felt my head involuntarily shake from side-to-side. What a traitorous body I had.

"Well, I am sure Cheif Swan wants his daughter to get home tonight, and I don't mind."

I could feel his smile.

"Well thank you. I'll let the cheif know that she has a ride," the secretary stated when I felt his cold fingers on my hand once again.

"Let's go Isabella."

There was something about the way he said my name that made my heart flutter.

He opened the door to his car for me, as I did up my seat-belt he took his seat on the drivers side.

"So you won't talk to me, yet you offer me a ride home?" I asked, genuinely confused.

"I personally believe it's better if we're not friends."

Yes, that made sense Mr. Cullen.

"Then why the ride home if you don't want to-"

"Nope. I said it's better if we're not friends, I never said I never wanted to be."

I smirked. He was quite cunning.

"Well by the way you treated me today, I assumed you regreted your descision..." I trailed off.

"Descision?" I heard the turn signal flick on.

"To save me," I murmered as he slammed on the breaks.

"You think I regret saving you?" He snapped.

I didn't say anything but just sat there.

"You really think that I want you dead Bella?"

I shrugged.

"Well, I guess your not as smart as I thought," He stated.

"Well maybe if you weren't so different!"

"Different? What's that supposed to mean?" He asked. The anger in his voice was dwindling a little.

"I have a few theories..." I stated which caused him to laugh. "What?"

"Let's hear them."

You had to be kidding me.

"They're really not all that amazing."

"Humor me."

Damn his cheating.

"Well at first I thought Clark Kent, or Bruce Banner you know, but it's not right...is it?" I added at the end which made him laugh harder.

"Nope, no radioactive spiders either."

"Damn, that was my next guess," I stated feeling the car take off again.

We drove for a few seconds before Edward spoke again.

"So, was that where you stopped?"

"Pretty much, I figured it didn't matter what you were," I stated truthfully.

"It doesn't matter? But what If I am the bad guy. Like Lex Luther? What If I am dangerous?"

"I can believe that your dangerous, but as for bad, I don't think so."

My words were soft as we pulled into the driveway of the house. I could hear the familiar gravel.

I undid my seatbelt and soon found Edward was at my door opening it.

In three seconds out the door, my foot got caught and I knew that earth was soon about to collide with my hands.

I was surprised however to notice that Edward was holding me to his chest.

I gasped as four words left my mouth before I could control it.

"Your hearts not beating."

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A/N: Hokay. Fun chapter. Kind long though. But I just couldn't end it anywhere but here.

As for the long wait between updates I was on a tripp, so i decided to write out the chapter on like twenty peices of paper, which earned me a few funny looks from my parents, but what ever,

I also spent the entire time I was writing this chapter listening to 'reproduction' in grease 2. It's amazing the amount of adult humor is in that movie.

Anyways, thanks for your reviews. Keep em' coming.

Ciao.