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Chapter Two:

Forks Washington, 2005- Bella's POV

Shadowed figures stood in the rain with headstones surrounding them. Sobs could be heard drifting away from the scene. The shadowy figures where sheathed in black, and the scene was gloomy. The only brightness was from the white flowers everyone held. As they dispersed and wooden casket was revealed; it was lowered into the ground. Everyone was moving away, leaving five figures standing to the side. They stood there for a few minutes, just looking on. When they finally turned to leave, a flash of topaz glinted in the dim light.

Breathing hard, I snapped up right in bed. My hair was matted to my head with sweat and my sheets were completely twisted around me. Putting a hand to my chest I tried to level my breathing. I didn't understand why I was panicked. I couldn't even remember what I was dreaming about. As soon as my eyes had shot open, the images disappeared from my mind.

Once my breathing was back to normal I went to get out of bed. Not realizing just how close I was to the edge, I fell out instead. CRASH!

Crap! Why couldn't I ever seem to do anything without a klutz attack? That was my true downfall. I couldn't walk on a flat surface without finding something to trip over. It was a curse.

Carefully, I picked myself up off the floor and checked my clock. 6:30. Shoot! I had to hurry; otherwise I'd be late for school. Cautiously picking my way down the hall to the bathroom, I wondered why my father. Charlie hadn't woken me up before he left for work. Oh yeah, my door had been locked. He probably thought I had been getting dressed.

I took a quick shower, not giving the water time to warm up. That was a mistake because I ended up shivering all the way through the shower and back down the hall. Luckily, it was a warmer September day in Forks and the rare sunlight shining in my room had warmed it a little. Without really looking at what I threw on, I got dressed and twisted my hair into a quick, messy bun. One month of school and I was already wiped out and sleeping in. This was going to make for a long year.

Not having time for a good breakfast, I brushed my teeth and grabbed a granola bar on my way out the door. Not looking where I was going, I, of course, tripped over the step on the front porch, the stupid step that had been there my whole life, and the stupid step that I had carefully avoided so many times in my seventeen years. Grumbling, I pulled myself into the rusty red Ford Pickup truck my dad had bought off a friend for my seventeenth birthday. It was an older truck and made a lot of noise when I drove it, but I didn't care. It was my truck and it ran just fine for its age.

Pulling into the school parking lot, I was surprised to find a place closer to the school open. I occupied it swiftly and got out, being careful not to run into anyone or fall over any of the small stones in the lot. I had just reached the front of the school when the first bell rang. Giving out a sigh of relief, I made my way to first period English. As I walked, my friend Angela came and linked arms with me.

"Hey Bella," she greeted cheerfully.

From the over happiness in her voice I knew something was up. It couldn't be the weather, because the morning sunlight had only been a trick. Clouds had covered the sky within the 45 minutes I'd been up.

"What are you so happy about?" I asked. Angela was quiet, like me, and was never over excited, but she was practically bouncing as we walked to our shared class. She pressed her lips tightly together and smirked. I glance sideways at my friend, a look that warned her not to mess with me so early in the morning.

Giving in, she sighed, "Ok! Ben asked me out! Can you believe it? I've liked him since freshman year and he finally asked me out!"

I laughed. "It's about time. Congratulations Ang." We hugged, and then we were forced to go into class with the bell only seconds away.

I was happy for Angela. She had been pining for Ben for ages. But it also made me a little disgruntle. I was now the only boyfriend-less girl in my groups of friends. Jessica was with Mike Newton. Angela was with Ben. Lauren (though the whole friend status is iffy with her) is with Tyler. I could get along just fine without a boyfriend though. I'd been without one for seventeen years, and I could go for a while longer.

At the thought of the word boyfriend, something the color of topaz flashed through my mind. My eyes widened. What had that been? I wasn't given time to think about it any further though because my teacher had just called us to order and had told us to take out a pen and paper to take notes with.

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The rest of the morning went by in a blur of English, History, French and Math. Next thing I knew, I was on my way to the crowded cafeteria alone. Jessica and I used to walk to lunch together, but around spring of last school year, she had started walking with Mike. That was fine. A little time to myself wasn't unwelcome. I actually preferred to be on my own. Being able to think without Jessica's and Lauren's constant gossiping was a nice time.

Rain was misting down on the small little world of Forks High- so much for being grateful for a sunny day. Walking into the cafeteria, I felt a strange jolt run through me. It felt like something was coming. I didn't know what, but there was something different about the room too. Dazed, I walked to the lunch line where Angela and our friend Eric were holding a place for me.

"Bella. Did you hear about the new students today?" Eric asked.

It didn't surprise me that he knew something before I did. Eric was a bit nosey, and since he was the editor of the school newspaper, he was the eyes and ears of the school.

I shook my head, signaling him to begin his speech on the new students in this small town. Wait. New students? As in plural? That was unusual.

"The Cullens. Those are the new kids. There are three who are seniors and two juniors."

Cullen. That name sparked something in my mind. I didn't know why though. To my knowledge, I'd never met anyone with that last name. Curiosity getting the best of me I found myself intrigued in the subject of these newcomers.

"Are they here now?" I heard myself asking, looking around for some unfamiliar faces. Five new faces should have been among the throng of students, but I didn't see anything new.

"Yeah. They're over at the table kind of obscured behind the salad bar," Eric answered.

Of course, they were seated in the one place that if I looked, it would be obvious I was staring at them. The subject was dropped as we began ordering our…uh… not so appetizing food from the lunch counter. To my satisfaction, Angela and I always added a salad to our meals, so we would have a clear look at the Cullens.

Scooping lettuce onto my tray, I took a quick, discrete glance at their table. Looking away just as quickly as I looked, I tried to process what I'd saw. Five figures seated around a table, not talking and not eating. Two had blonde hair: one a girl and the other a boy. The other girl was small and had short spiked black hair. One of the other boys was large and burly with short brown hair. The last boy had his back to me. All I could make out was that he had a strange bronze color mass on his head for hair, and it was neatly messy- an oxymoron if I ever heard one, but it was true. None of them looked related, but they had two things in common with each other. Considering their very different looks, all of them, that I could see, were stunningly beautiful and they all, again, that I could see, had the same strange gold eyes.

Hastily, I finished getting my food and went to sit at my table. The bronze haired boy, though I hadn't seen his face had seemed distantly familiar. I didn't think I'd ever seen him before, but some feeling that I couldn't place rose inside of me when I had glance at him. The blonde girl and burl boy both seemed familiar too. I felt nothing about the blonde boy and smaller girl, but the other three were racking at my mind. I was so sure I'd never met them, let alone seen them. Why did they have such a strange effect on me?

I was brought out of my dazed thoughts when I bumped into someone who had been backing up. I was put off balance and ended up on the ground with my food splattered around me. The boy turned around startled, and then laughed.

"Sorry Bella. I wasn't watching where I was going," Mike said as he helped me up. He had an apologetic grin on his face.

"It's okay Mike. I wasn't hungry anyway, and I'd only fallen twice today. It was bound to happen again," I took his outstretched hand and pulled myself up. Dusting myself off, my gaze darted to the corner table. I didn't know why I cared, but I'd hoped that they hadn't seen that.

Mike apologized again before walking the rest of the way to our table with me. For the rest of lunch the only thing I could think about was the strange golden eyes of the Cullen family. They seemed familiar. But no matter how much I tried to bring some memory up, nothing would come.

Forks Washington, 2005- Edward's POV

Forks again. This would be the second time we'd been here. No terrible memories lay in wait in this town. It was a safe place with no incidents to make us avoid it. Sixty-seven years. That's how long it had been since my one true love had been taken from me. I hadn't been truly happy or smiled a real smile since that day. She had been my life, and stupid me; I had promised her that I wouldn't kill myself once she was gone. How did she expect me to live properly without her here with me? And now, I had to endure another round of purgatory, know as high school, without her.

She had become a forbidden subject in our household as well. Rosalie had put her façade of indifference towards her back on. Emmett just couldn't stand to think about her, as was the same with both Carlisle and Esme. Alice and Jasper, who joined us just a few years after her death, knew that there was some dark void that we avoided talking about. They knew only the feelings we all held. What they didn't know were the reasons behind them. Despite our loss, my family had been able to live their existences normally again. Yes, they missed her, and none of them were whole without my angel in their lives, but they dealt with it.

I, on the other hand, couldn't get past the loss. She had been my world. Her face, flashing from living to the image of her in her casket, haunted just about every one of my thoughts. So now, here I was, sitting in a loud cafeteria trying to drown out the images with the thoughts of the people surrounding me.

My face was in my hands as we sat around the lunch table. Untouched food sat in front all of us. Nobody talked. Try as I might I couldn't keep out of my families thoughts. They were my own kind and I knew them best, so my powers were instantly drawn to their thoughts.

You would think, that after all this time, he would be over her. She was human. He refused to change her. She was going to die anyway.

Rosalie's thoughts were cut short when I let out a low growl. She was right though. She hadn't thought it, but I knew she blamed me for the death. As much as she tried to write it off, I knew she had loved her like a sister. I should have changed her when she wanted to be, but I had changed my mind too late.

I really should have stayed home this year. I don't want to fall off the wagon, but these humans smell so… delicious.

I snapped a glance at my newest brother. Jasper had his hands clenched under the table and he was grimacing from restraint. He was the newest one to take to our feeding style. He had lived a long existence of killing humans for their blood, but turned on that once he met Alice. He still had a hard time with it.

God! I hope the next half of the day is more interesting than this. School sucks! At least I get a few years break since I start as a senior.

Emmett didn't really mind school. It kept his mind off of the demise of his "baby sister". He had been really torn up about it. His sorrow was only less to mine because he hadn't been in love with her. He had loved her though. She was a sister for Em in all ways except biologically.

Alice's thoughts were the ones that caught my attention most though. They weren't really thoughts. It was one of her visions. She had the ability to see imperfect visions of the future. Her eyes had slid close and she was slumped with her hands on the table. I looked in on the vision she was having.

She and a brown haired girl were hugging and laughing at each other. The brown haired girl had her back to me, but something about that hair was familiar. The girl was about to turn, but before I could see her face, the image flickered out.

My eyebrows crinkled as I looked at my pixie-like sister. Why was just that hair striking something in me? There was a crash from the other side of the cafeteria, I glance over and saw a blonde boy with messy hair laugh apologetically as he helped someone up from the ground. I looked away, and none of us paid much attention to anything else for the rest of the lunch period.

I spent that time trying to place that hair. But, even with my perfect vampiric memory, I couldn't remember where I'd seen it before.

~Bella's POV

I had biology after lunch. It was actually a class that wasn't too terrible. The teacher kept it interesting and science was interesting in it's self. As I walked into the classroom, I had that jolting feeling again that something was going to happen. I took my normal seat at the back of the class and just waited. I was early, as I always was for this class and I didn't have a partner who sat next to me, so I'd be alone back here anyway.

My classmates started filing in and I said hi to Mike when he waved to me. Everyone was settled into his or her seats and ready for class the bell rang. But at the same time the bell went off, a tall, muscular but slender figure walked in. From the moments my eyes went to him, I couldn't move them. It was the bronze haired boy from lunch who had had his back to me. He was just as stunningly handsome as the others and it looked, from the corners, like he had the same topaz coloring in his eyes. His face seemed a bit grim as he handed is admittance sheet over.

"Edward Cullen is it? I had your brother earlier. Quite the class clown isn't he?" Mr. Banner made a joke of it. Wave his hand across the class he told him to take a seat. The only seat open was the one next to me though. He hadn't looked up from his feet since entering the class, but I couldn't keep my eyes off of him.

He continued to look down until he got right in front of me, then he finally looked up. In that second the world seem to crash down around me. Nothing existed. I didn't know why I felt that way, but all of a sudden, all that matter was Edward. As soon as our eyes met, his golden ones widened. The topaz flashed with something I didn't recognize. He didn't smile, he just seemed like he didn't know what to make of any of this. I wondered if he felt the same crashing I did.

I still didn't know that crashing feeling was though. Without a word, he took his seat. His face. It was so familiar, yet I hadn't seen it before. At least I didn't think so…