I streched and went over to pick up my i-pod and turned it off just as Second Chance, by Shinedown, came on.

I walked to my bedroom, leaving my gutiar and amp out - I'd put it up later - and crawled into bed. I was really tired. At first I just didn't want to awnser his question, but I was really tired.

That was the first night I dreamt of Edward Cullen.

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I woke up the next morning by my alarm... that I forgot to reset. Hmm. I woke up four hours after I went to bed, about seven thirty. I put all my stuff up in my music room and went to take a shower.

I grabbed my i-pod and a towel. I flipped it to a song that usually got me up and running in the morning. 'Rockstar' by Nickelback. People didn't know this about me, but, I accually knew a lot of celeberities and musicians. They all thought music was my first choice of doings - not true. My first choice of career path's is writing. My plan is to after I finish high school, go to New York University and major in English Lititure, then hopefully become a sucessful writer like, Stephenie Meyer. I was really good at music, too, but like I said, that was my back-up plan. I washed my hair just as the chorus came on.

'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars

live in hilltop houses, driving fifteen cars.

Girls come easy, and the drugs come cheap.

We'll all stay skinny cause we just don't eat.

And we'll hang out in the coolest bars,

with the V.I.P with the movie stars,

every good gold digger's gunna end up there

every Playboy bunny with her bleach blonde hair.

Well, hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar.

I was laughing by the end of the song. I remember one year, when I was still back in Ohio, me and my sister went down to Kentucky to visit my Uncle and we always do kareoke it's like our, family tradition, and me and her were doing this song - and Wes (Uncle) blew the smoke machine right in our faces as the chours came on and I was the only one singing - they thought my mic was still on - nope! Turns out my voice is just that loud. I was laughing when they told me that. Anyways, back from memory lane. Shit! I forgot I had to go next door and get Bella and Jacob. I quickly dried off and ran across my bathroom floor, slipping and fitting my head on the side of the table. Damn, that hurt. I must have not dried off good enough. I flew across my bedroom and into my walk-in closet quickly grabbing the first thing I saw. A old vintage dress I got in California, it was black lace and and had white trimming around it. It went about to my knees. I threw that on, and some ballet flats. They were black and sparkly... pretty...and grabbed my old backpack, I carried with me at almost all times. I quickly ran a brush through my sholder length brown hair, without looking in the mirror, and ran down the stairs. I stopped my Jake's bathroom and grabbed some Tylonel for that major headache. It hurt bad. I ran out of his bathroom and through the house. Damn, how I curse myself for having such a big house, and me having the whole damn upstairs. I ran out the front door, not bothering locking it and ran through the small patch of woods, I usually wrote there, I went right up the the Cullen's front porch and knocked. I knocked twice, a third time, nothing. I turned the knob, it was open so I went in.

I walked through the living room and the family room. Nada. checked upstairs. Nada. I checked the third floor. The door said, 'Edward'. I knocked. Nothing. The door was unlocked so I opened it. I laughed at what I saw, Edward, laying on his stomach, with headphones on and it sounded like he was listening to... Britney!

"Edward?" I chuckled. Nada. I decided to be funny. I put my backpack on the floor quietly and walked over to him.

"Edward?" I tried again. Nada. I crouched down and flew onto his back.

"Gotcha." I wispered as he took his headphones off.

"Brooke?" He asked, puzzled.

"Britney?" I asked, amused.

"Brooke, um, you... have... blood... all over your face!" He gasped, looking very tense.

I felt my head and sure enough, there was blood.

"Shit!" I cursed. "Sorry!" I muttered. "I know it must be hard... I'll quit rambling! I swear! I'll be back!"

I ran out of the room grabbing my backpack and went to the closest bathroom.

"Dammit!" I muttered under my breath.

"Brooke?" Edward asked from the other side of the door.

"Yeah?" I mumbled.

"Are you okay?"
"Yeah.... You?"

"I'm fine." He replied too quickly.

After I got all the blood off I walked out the bathroom and to Edward's room.

"How... how did you know that I was... tense.. around blood?" He asked.

"Um.." I wasn't sire if I should tell him about my dream last night or not.

"Brooke..."

"Edward."
"How'd you know?" He asked, sitting down on the couch. That was one thing I noticed, no bed.

"No bed?" I asked, amused.

"Can't sleep." He replied, clearly not amused. "How. Did. You. Know?"
"Dream." I sighed, sitting on the chouch with him. I put my knees up and faced him.

"But... you got everything from a dream?" He asked.

"Well, I don't exactly know what you are, but I know you're not human." I stated, matter-of-factly.

"Then what am I?" He asked.

"I really don't know... but, but, in my dream, you drank my blood."

"Shit." He muttered. "Is that all?"

"Yeah." I lied. I didn't tell him I thought he was a vampire.

"You lie, Brooke Nichole."

"How do you know?" I stuttered.

"Because, I can see it in your eyes."

"I-I don't know what your talking about."

"Yes, you do." He stared into my eyes, "You know what I am?" It sounded like it was a statement, but it was really a question.

"Yes." I whispered.
"Say it." He muttered. "Out loud." He hissed. "Say it!"

"Vampire." I whispered.

"Are you afraid?" He whispered.

I waited so it would be true, then I turned around to face him. "No."

"Then ask me the most basic question, what do we eat?"

"You won't hurt me." I whispered.

"I know." He whispered and hugged me.
"Edward?" I asked.

"Yeah, Brooke?"
"I'm not scared."
"I am." He mumbled.

"Why?" I asked, pulling back to look at him.

"You wanna go for a walk?"

"Will I get the whole truth?"
"Yeah." He sighed.

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A/N: There we go! Another chapter Don't worry next will be longer :D This was just a filler so Brooke could find out :D


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