Alright, so here is the next chapter. I got 5 reviews. Yay! And same thing goes for this chapter, if you review, you get a sneek peak. :) Anyway, I think this chapter is a good one that will get the story really rolling. I have the rest of the story planned out, and I am working on finishing it so I don't take a month before I can post something again. So, now I will let you read the story, and save you from my word vomit. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. But I know the square root of 159.

I woke up to sunlight, which was quickly covered by clouds. I crumbled to myself as I sat up, rubbing sleep from my eyes. Today Edward was taking me somewhere secret so we could talk about the things that have been going on in our lives - which were most defiantly connected. I swung my legs over the side of my bed and stood up. I stumbled over to my closet finding a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. I dressed and went downstairs, Charlie had already left and I knew Edward would be knocking on my door any minute now, or possibly sneaking in through my bedroom window. You would think that his being able to get into my room through my window would unnerve me, but all it did was make me feel warm and fuzzy on the inside.

I made myself a bowl of cereal scarfing it down because of my hunger. My hair was still sticking up in all different directions since I hadn't quite brushed it yet. I heard a knock on my door and yelled come in with my mouth full of cereal. In came Edward, looking gorgeous as ever. I couldn't help but notice, consciously for the first time, how wonderful his hair looked. It looked so perfectly messy that no one could obtain the same look unless they were Edward Cullen.

Edward laughed at me, "Are you ready to go yet?"

"Nope. But I only have to do two things. Brush my hair, " I said holding up one finger, "and find tennis shoes," I said holding up a second. I finished my bowl of cereal and plopped it in the sink.

"Alright then, hurry up. I want start before nightfall," Edward called after me as I ran up the stairs to brush my teeth and hunt down my confounded socks. After about ten minutes of searching I finally yelled in triumph. No socks would hide from me!

"I'm ready now," I told him as I walked down the stair, successfully tripping on the last step to land in his arms. We stood there for a second, lost in each others eyes. I broke the silence by clearing my throat and we awkwardly pulled away from each other.

"I have my car out front, I'll be driving," he said to me. I immediately stopped in my tracks and put my hands on my hips.

"I don't want you driving me anywhere. I'll drive my truck, you just give me the directions," I told him.

"Sorry, Bella, but I'm driving this time. Maybe next time I'll let you drive..." He said.

"Either I drive or we don't go anywhere," I told him. My decision was final.

Edward sighed in exasperation, but agreed. I grabbed my keys and smugly slid into the drivers seat of my truck. I honked the horn, "Come on, Edward. We don't want to take all day!" He got into the truck with me.

"Alright, let's get going," he said and we were off.

It didn't take us very long to reach the place that we were supposed to be. We pulled into a small parking lot and I parked my truck as smoothly as was humanly possible. I hopped out of the car quite happily, Edward not so much. He had been complaining about how slow my truck was the entire way there. I just ignored him and kept following his directions. I looked around the place we had stopped, and I spotted a trail through the woods. Great. Hiking. A recipe for disaster when I was connected with it.

"Are you ready to go, Bella?" Edward asked me.

"Sure," I said heading towards the trail.

"We're not using the trail," he said to me once he saw I was heading in that particular direction.

"What?" I asked, alarmed.

"We're going this way," he pointed into the woods, "Just follow me and you'll be fine. It should only take us an hour and a half to get there."

"Are you kidding me?" I asked as we started walking into the woods, "I did not sign up for this." Edward just laughed at me.

I spent the walk watching Edwards back and his feet as they hit the ground in front of me as we walked through the forest. My footsteps seemed to fill the woods with sound, but Edwards didn't make a sound. I was especially upset with him for this. I walked slowly and carefully, watching every little thing in front of me so I would be sure not to slip and fall and make a complete fool of myself. I heard Edward say that we were getting close, that he could see light coming through the trees. I just huffed, not believing that he could. But sure enough a few minutes later I could see the light filtering through, too. Edward stopped walking and waited for me to be level with him.

"You can go through first, I'll follow," Edward told me, pushing me gently forward. I felt my skin warm at the feel of his touch. I half walked half stumbled into the clearing. It was a small meadow, it was beautiful. Above me there was a bright blue sky, no clouds in sight. I was surprised, especially since Edward was going to be coming out here with me. He had never been outside around others before. The grass was tall and green and seemed to brush against my ankles, caressing were boulders that seemed strategically placed around this peaceful place in the middle of the woods. The tall, green trees surrounding it only added to the magical quality that the meadow held.

"Bella," Edward said, I twirled around, "There's something I need to show you." And with those words he stepped into the sunlight and I was blown away. I looked at him, seeing the way he sparkled in the sunlight, my jaw dropped slightly and I walked up to him. I had to touch him. You might think I would be surprised, but for some reason, I wasn't. I knew there was something different about him, but this just confirmed it. In my mind scraps of information long dormant were trying to piece together what was going on here. I knew why he sparkled, but I couldn't remember. I knew why I had wings, but I couldn't remember. It sounds odd, but it is most definitely true.

I put my hands on his chest, as if to make sure that if was really him. I looked up at him and smiled. "Why were you worrying about me seeing this?" I asked him softly.

Edward tore away from me. "Bella, I'm this way so I can hunt you. So I can kill you. I'm faster than anything you've ever seen," he said as he moved in a blur to the other side of the meadow. "I'm stronger than any other living being," he said as he uprooted a tree." He walked towards me, "As if this wasn't enough. Everything about me, compels a human to get closer, draws them in. I don't even need all the other things. You see, Bella, I was made to hunt and kill. Don't you see, you should be running from me."

I looked at him and I laughed lightly, "I couldn't be scared of you if I tried. Edward, you don't scare me, because I know that you won't hurt me. You don't have it in you. And if you did, you wouldn't be showing me this, you wouldn't be telling me this. I'd already be dead. And for one thing, I'm not exactly like any other human or have you forgotten?"

Edward walked over to me. "Bella I'm trying to tell you I'm a vampire, I drink blood to survive."

I wrinkled my nose, "Blood is gross. And you already bit me and nothing happened." I lay down in the grass, looking up and into the bright blue sky.

"Something did happen, you sprouted wings. And it was my fault. Why is it so hard to make you understand?" Edward asked me, in a voice that made him sound as if he was in pain.

"It wasn't your fault, it was bound to happen sometime. And I'm lying when I say nothing happened, something did but I can't remember. I can't remember why it was bound to happen for me to get those wings. I can't remember anything that I need to. And I don't even know why I know these things," I looked at Edward, "Do you know how frustrating it is to know that somewhere in you, you know the answer to what is going on but you can't remember what it is? Do you know how terribly agonizing it is?"

Edward came to sit down beside me, "I'm so sorry for getting mixed up with you. If I had never met you, none of this would have happened."

I shook my head, "Why is it so hard for me to make you understand?" I asked him. I moved, sitting on my knees and putting my hands on either side of Edwards face, "You could never hurt me, even if you wanted to. And all of this would have happened, expect you wouldn't have been in the picture and I would be alone and scared out of my mind with no one to turn to, and no one I could trust when all things were falling to pieces around me."

Edward looked me in the eye, "I just don't want to hurt you." His hands came up to touch my face gingerly, and to run his hands through my hair. I sighed enjoying his touch. I sat there, my hands on his face, staring into his eyes, as he did the same to me and we started to lean forward, closer and closer to each other, transfixed by each others gaze. We kept getting closer, our eyes beginning to close slightly when our lips met. It was unlike anything else I had ever experienced. I was on fire. I was souring over the earth on a cloud of pure joy because of this.

After what seemed like eternity, I pulled back. Edward's eyes became panicked, "Did I hurt you?"

"No," I answered, still feeling bewildered, "In fact I think you saved us both a lot of trouble."

"What do you mean?" Edward asked me.

"I figured out what I am, what's happening to me, and why," I told him.

He moved so his arms could be around me. Though they were cold and were as hard as stone, it felt like home to me, in his arms. "I remember all the answers, Edward. And you're not going to believe me when I tell you."

"Try me," he said, smiling, as he buried his nose in my hair.

"I'm a Pixie. And the transformation isn't quite over yet." I whispered. I was scared out of my mind at the implications of what I had just told Edward. Edward heard the fear in my voice. He listed to what I had said, and didn't doubt me, he just held be closer. I was thankful for that, for the security of his arms. Seriously, could Forks be any stranger?


The Book of Creatures:

Goblins:
-- Nasty

The red color of these goblins skin are a dead giveaway as to what their nature is. These goblins tend to be hunched over, their arms dragging on the ground, their claw like fingers leaving lines in the ground behind them. Their eyes look like flat black stones, and their teeth are made of broken pieces of glass, which will sometimes fall out when they attempt to bit you. Their skin is wrinkled and wizened like an elderly folks. If you see this sort of creature, prepare yourself for an attack.

I hope you liked this chapter! In the next one, Bella will meet the Cullen's! Alright, so please, please, please, please, please, please, please review. If you do you get a sneak peek. I should be able to post the next one in about a week, maybe less. Have a great day, and review, because it makes me smile!