Chapter 2

If I had more dreams like that I would definitely start liking this place.

"I'm going to the feed store, wanna come?" my dad asked. I had been just standing there just watching him work on the tracker.

"Umm sure, do you want me to get the keys?" I asked. I had been avoiding mom as much as I could lately. Whenever I saw her I would try my best to quickly leave the room well except for at dinner time.

"Yeah," he replied back.

I quickly went inside and took the keys off the table hoping my mom wouldn't notice.

"What are you doing?" she asked as she turned away from the dishes.

I stopped and looked at her, "Going to town," I replied back.

"I don't think so Bella. Give me the keys," she said as she extended her hands towards me.

"Hey you got the keys?" my dad asked as he walked into the kitchen.

I stared at my mother in disbelief before extending my hand out and dropping them in my father's hands. I quickly turned away and stalked my way out of the house and went over to the car.

My dad showed up a couple minutes later and we drove away silently. I was still fuming a bit. After all this time and she doesn't trust me. I've been working my ass off for her and she doesn't think I've learned my lesson. I slowly calmed down once we arrived at the feed store.

I walked in with my dad and looked around the place. I looked at old newspaper pictures they had posted up on a bulletin board of the town. It was kind of boring. I looked over at my dad and slowly backed up towards the door, "Can I go look around town?" I asked.

He looked at me intently for a while before he nodded, "Don't go too far though," he replied.

I nodded and smiled before walking out of the store. I walked down the streets and looked around my surroundings. I stopped when I found the small school and walked around it slowly. This would be my new school. My old one was so much bigger than this one.

I slowly walked and looked through the fence to see a group of kids playing basketball. I walked into what seems to be the basketball courts for the school and walked up to the guy that was sitting on the bench. I sat down next to him and smiled.

He took a glance at me, out of habit it seemed, before he looked back up at me. "Hi," he said with a sweet crooked smile. My heart sped in my chest a bit; this was the guy. This was the guy I had dreamt about. How is that possible?

I smiled, "Hi."

"Isabella right?" he asked as he put what seemed to be a journal down beside him.

I was a bit surprised and confused at how he knew my name, "Yeah how did you know?"

"Small town. Word travels faster here than internet," he replied with a sly smile.

I nodded with a small smile on my lips. I looked up to see two guys playing basketball and two girls leaning against the wall chatting away. "So what do you guys do for fun out here?" I asked as I looked back at him.

"Well," he sighed, "You're pretty much looking at it."

I nodded as I pursed my lips, "Sweet."

He chuckled lightly, "I'm Edward by the way," he said as he extended his hand out towards me.

I looked down at his hand with a smile before shaking it, "So do you live around here?" I asked.

"Yeah I don't live too far from you," he replied back as he let go of my hand.

"So I actually have neighbors? And all this time I thought we were alone out there," I said with a small smile.

"So where did you move from?" he asked with a smile.

I ran my fingers through my hair as the wind whipped it around my face, "You mean you don't already know?"

He smiled wider at me, "Yeah I do but I'd much rather here it from your lips."

I bit my lip lightly, "Chicago. Have you lived here all your life?" I asked.

"Pretty much yeah," he said with a small chuckle.

I pursed my lips with a smile, "Umm I don't want to be too forward but…do you have a cell phone?"

He pursed his lips as well, "That actually wasn't too forward," he smiled, "Yeah hold on," he grabbed his journal and tore out a small piece of paper. He scribbled his number on it and handed it to me, "You can call me or text me whenever you want."

I smiled, "Which will probably be a lot since this," I said as I looked up, "is the most fun you guys have."

He looked up as well and smiled that sweet crooked smile again before turning back to look at me, "I don't mind."

I smiled at him before looking down at the ground. Someone honked the horn behind us. I slowly turned around to see that it was my dad. I slowly stood up, Edward following my moves, and started walking away, "I guess I'll text you later or something," I said with a smile.

He shoved his hands in his pockets, "Sure. Nice meeting you Isabella."

I stopped and smiled, "Call me Bella."

He smiled and nodded.

"Nice meeting you too," I said before I turned around and walked towards my dad's jeep.

I got into the jeep and put my seatbelt on. I looked out the window and watched as Edward watched us drive away.

"Who was that guy?" my dad asked to break the silence.

I shrugged a bit, "Just…some guy," I replied back.

I looked at him from the corner of my eye to see him smile lightly, "Did you get his number? Because if you didn't I can go back there personally and ask for it," he said with a grin.

"Dad!" I complained with an amused smile.

"What? I just want you to be happy and…comfortable here," he said a bit more serious now.

"I'm trying dad. Really," I replied as I watched our house get closer and closer.

"Good. That's what I want to hear," he said as he stopped the car.

I got out of the car and slowly walked around it. My dad was about to take out the bags of sunflower seeds he bought, "Umm," I started, "So I was thinking…maybe I could help mom."

He looked at me and nodded, "That's a good idea."

I pursed my lips and nodded as I went inside the house. I went into the kitchen but it was empty so I headed upstairs to my parents room. I paused at the door and leaned against the doorway. My mom was on a chair scrubbing some kind of mold off the wall.

I pursed my lips and watched her until she finally turned to look at me. "How was town?"

I nodded slowly, "Small."

She stopped what she was doing to look at me, "I'm really sorry about earlier," she said sincerely.

I shook my head and placed my thumbs in my front pockets, "Its okay," I paused, "Umm do you need any help with anything?"

"Umm yeah I'd like it if you got rid of some of the boxes in the hallway."

I nodded, "Umm sure. Where do you want them?" I asked.

"Just put them in the cellar," I could tell she didn't want to seem bossy so I just nodded and started walking away. "Thank you," she called as I walked downstairs.

I brought the boxes over to the cellar door. I picked one up and turned towards the door. I balanced it as much as I could on my knee as I used my other hand to try and open the door. It was locked. I sighed a bit frustrated before turning around and putting the box down next to the other boxes.

I turned back around and was taken back to find it open. Holy shit how did it open? I slowly took a step forward and pushed the door all the way open just in case someone was hiding behind it. I reached inside for the switch and flipped it on. There was nothing.

With a shrug I turned back to the boxes and picked up the one I had in my arms before. I walked slowly down the stairs and paused once I could see the entire cellar. There was still nothing. So I continued down the stairs and set the box on top of another box.

I paused and looked around the creepy room. There was light coming through some cracks from some doors. I walked over to the doors and pushed them open. I looked around to see that I was outside. Must be one of those cellars for like tornadoes or something. Kind of like The Wizard of Oz.

I left one door open and turned back inside. That's when I saw the light from outside hit something sliver that was in between the cracks of the floorboards. I slowly bent down and pried my fingers between the cracks and managed to grab the chain out. It was a round shaped locket.

I tried to open it but was unsuccessful. I stared at it trying to figure out how to open it when I heard a noise from across the cellar. I looked up and thought I saw something move from behind some crates. I slowly stood up and walked over to the crate.

I looked behind it to see a dead crow lying on the ground. Wait how did it even get in here? And if its dead then what did I just hear a minute ago? A bit scared that the crow might still be alive and might bite me I grabbed a stick that was on the crate and slowly pointed it towards the crow.

My heart was speeding up as I slowly reached down with the stick to touch it. I was a few inches away from touching it when it suddenly flew up into my face, cawing, and flew around the room before exiting out the cellar door I left open. My heart was racing and I could feel beats of sweat on my forehead as I stared at the exit door.

My eyes were wide from the fright and my breathing was coming heavily. What the hell just happened? That bird had to be dead. Didn't it? I paused to think over it. Maybe it was playing dead. But that still doesn't explain how it got down here in the first place.

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