"Why don't you sit?" I froze in my spot, dreading what was to come.

I glanced at the staircase longingly, not wanting to turn around. I could see the door to my room mocking me. There was nothing I wanted more than to jump in beds and hide under the covers.

But, that wasn't what Charlie had in mind. I sighed softly and released my grip on the railing of the stairway. I hesitantly turned around, finally facing Charlie.

"We could watch a movie or something" Charlie was watching me very carefully with his soft, familiar brown eyes.

We had just finished up a very quite dinner and I had been desperately for the second I would be able to shut myself in my room.

"I have school tomorrow." I mumbled, still wanting to run up the stairs.

"Oh right. School." Charlie's face fell slightly but, he nodded anyways.

I instantly felt like a brat again. I had been nothing but a bitch to Charlie. He had tried very hard to get me to warm up to him, offering me anything that I would like. I had responded with short, clipped refuses. I knew he was trying and that he was very desperate.

"Can… can I watch the game with you?" I asked him softly, feeling like an idiot.

Charlie's head snapped up again and he watched me again, trying to decide if I was being serious or not. I looked down at my shoes again.

"You don't have to." He said simply. I was worried I had upset him but, I really didn't want to watch the game with him.

"I'll be in my room." I told him and my eager steps led me halfway up the stairs until Charlie stoped ne again

"Bella?" I sighed again; the door to my sanctuary was taunting me. I turned around again and watched as Charlie fidgeted in his chair.

"Yes?" I asked him impatiently, tiered of watching his squirm.

"You met Alice right?" I had forgotten that Charlie was the reason why Alice wouldn't leave me alone. It was Charlie who had unleashed her on me.

I nodded cautiously, not knowing where he was going with his. Charlie cleared his throat awkwardly.

"Well… her parents invited us to dinner at their place tomorrow night. I said I would check with you first and then let them know if we could go or not…" Charlie looked at me expectantly, asking my approval.

I mentally groaned. Spending another minute with Alice was the last thing I wanted to do. I couldn't handle her at school, how the hell was I suppose to handle her at her own house? If Alice was like this, I could only imagine what her parents would be like. I shuddered immediately.

I hadn't come to Forks to socialize and make friends. I had planned on becoming invisible, just another face in the yearbook who nobody gave a damn about. Alice was really making this hard for me; she was determined to ruin my plan. If I wanted to survive and get through my life, I would have to start avoiding her.

"No, it's okay. You can go though. I would rather just stay home and do… homework. I have tons of homework to do anyways." I said in a rush with my lame excuse.

"Tomorrow's Saturday, Bella." Charlie reminded me patiently, his voice soft.

"Oh." Busted. He wasn't going to let me get out of this.

"So? Will you go?" Charlie asked me, not paying any attention to the game anymore.

I mentally went through the options I had that would let me get out of this situation. The only problem was…. I had no excuses. Charlie was not going to let me stay home; I could tell he was really determined to make me accompany him on this little adventure. I sighed.

"Alright." I said softly, wanting to smack myself for agreeing to this.

"Ok. Good. I'll see you tomorrow then. You can go to bed now. Good night." I nodded in return, hurrying up the stairs while he returned to his game.

I shut the door tightly behind me, making sure to lock it. Not bothering to change into my pajamas or brushing my teeth, I jumped into my bed. The covers were tight against my body and I finally relaxed.

I knew tomorrow was going to be hell, I was sure of it. I couldn't do anything about it though; I had already agreed to go with Charlie.

It was all Charlie's fault. He shouldn't be trying to get me to like him; didn't he realize that no matter what he did, he couldn't fix what had already happen?

I closed my eyes, pulling my knees up to my chest. Charlie couldn't fix what had happened but, he was the only person who might've been able to prevent it.

Sometimes I think I hate my father. Charlie and Renee divorced when I was two and Renee took me with her. Charlie didn't protest, didn't try anything to keep me with him. If he had, I wouldn't be what I was right now. He never tried to contact me, never tried anything to reach out to me. He just left me like I was some kind of bad memory to be forgotten. It was because of him, I was left broken.

I smoothed my hair back in a ponytail, making sure that no hair was out of place. I sighed. Why the hell was I doing this?

I had spent the whole day in a nervous haze. I had gotten up, had some breakfast, vomited, done some homework and then curled up into a ball on my bed, dreading the next hour.

"You ready?" Charlie yelled from downstairs. I jumped at the sound of his voice.

I didn't bother responding, just shrugged into my old jacket and hurried down the stairs, my heart in my throat.

The car ride to Alice's house was spent in an awkward, tense atmosphere. Charlie was never good at making small talks and I would rather shoot myself in the foot than to strike up a conversation with him. I didn't even realize that we were there until Charlie cut the engine.

"You okay?" He asked me worriedly, glancing at my red face.

"Fine." I answered him calmly but, I could feel myself start to panic.

"Ok. Well, good. We shouldn't keep them waiting then." He said, as if he were talking to a child and got out of his cruiser.

I glared at his back, hating him for making me do this. I took a deep breath, managing to slow down my heart beat a little and compose myself. I couldn't possibly escape now; I could feel Charlie's eyes on me. I wondered if he would drag me back if I made a run for it. I decided to not test my theory out.

It was now or never, I thought to myself. I took another deep breath, just praying this night ended smoothly and soon. Slowly, I got out of Charlie's cruiser.

Charlie stared at me for a second, his brown eyes unreadable. I looked away quickly and heard him clear his throat again.

I curiously looked around as we walked to their house. We were in the middle of a forest, surrounded by trees and green everywhere. I wouldn't be surprised if I found out that Alice lived in a cave in the middle of a forest.

I was disappointed when no caves came into sight. Instead, a big white mansion which was made half by glass windows peaked through the tall trees. I followed Charlie to the porch, feeling myself get nervous once again.

Before Charlie could ring the bell, the door was swung open by a very excited honey haired woman.

"Charlie!" She said happily as her eyes glittered. She immediately pulled him in for a hug and Charlie laughed when she released him.

I took a few steps back, praying she wouldn't try to hug me. I almost wanted to hide behind Charlie, as ridiculous as that sounded.

"And you-" said the woman as she focused her attention on me. I swallowed. "- must be Bella"

Thankfully, she didn't envelop me into a hug. Instead, she smiled at me warmly. Her whole face lit up with her smile and she watched me carefully with her brown eyes.

"I'm Esme. It is so nice to finally meet you. I have heard so many things about you!" She said to me in her sweet voice.

"Um hi… It's nice to meet you too" I said awkwardly, not knowing what else to say. Esme beamed at me.

"Please come in!" She said and swept me and Charlie into her home.

Esme's home was gorgeous to say. Everything went together perfectly and fit her cheery and bright nature. It all looked very expensive though, I wasn't surprised that Alice's family was loaded. With clothes like Alice's, you would need to be rich.

"Please sit! Carlisle is on his way from the hospital and Alice is still getting ready-" Esme rolled her eyes playfully. "I swear, that girl is going to spent half her life in the bathroom, getting ready"

Charlie laughed heartily. He seemed totally at ease. Nothing like when he was dealing with me. He was always dancing on eggshells around me but, he seemed so carefree around Esme.

"Now, what would you like to drink? Some wine, Charlie?" Esme asked Charlie enthusiastically.

"Some wine would be wonderful"

"Great. What will you have Bella?" Esme asked me and I instantly tensed. She seemed like a nice woman but, I would rather have her attention on somebody else rather than me.

"I'm ok" I said quietly, looking down at my shoes.

"Are you sure dear? I could get you some soda or juice…" I shook my head at her offer quickly, refusing to look at her.

"Oh… ok." Esme said, a confused tone in her voice. "If you need anything, please feel free to ask me"

Just as Esme left the room to go into the kitchen, Alice skipped down the stairs looking like she just stepped out of a magazine. She smiled wide when she saw me and Charlie sitting on the sofa and practically ran towards us.

"Charlie!" she said in her excited voice, not much different than Esme's.

"Hello Alice" Charlie laughed and waved at her.

"And Bella. Hi!" Alice practically squealed in my ear. I flinched a bit but, managed to give her a tight smile.

"Wow! I'm so glad you came today. My parents were just dying to meet you. Do you want to come up to my room? I just have to show you the new designer purse I got. Mind you, it was on clearance. It goes so perfectly with my new top-"

I was saved when the door opened again. I breathed a sigh of relief. I couldn't handle Alice, she was way too hyper for her own good. I bet instead of drinking water on a daily basis, she just took shots of sugar.

I wondered if it was Alice's father, Carlisle, at the door. I turned to look at the door curiously, twisting my neck around.

I almost had a panic attack when I saw the new guest at the door. My eyes widened and I felt myself tense immediately.

Edward. He was standing on the doorway, a duffel bag in his hand. He wore a muscle shirtand basketball shorts. Sweat gleamed off his arms and his face was red, possibly because of his workout. His hair was a complete mess, pointing in different directions.

And his eyes, his deep green emerald eyes stared right into my own, dull brown ones.

Hello my lovely people!

I'm sorry for not uploading for 2 months! I was super busy with school and stuff and well... just didn't feel like writing. But, summer just started so hopefully I will add more chapters soon.

It's just that sometimes I get discouraged from writing new chapters. I pretty much have no motivation. And remember, reviews ALWAYS help writers get motivation... just sayin'