Chapter Eight: Suspicious

I awoke the next morning to an empty bed. Somehow that struck me. But best friends don't sleep together, do they, Isabella? I mentally asked my brain.

Of course, they don't. They don't even live together. You're getting it easy, little girl!

I groaned. I didn't want to be beating myself up about this all day. It was my third day at Forks High School. The third day I'd known Mike. That makes it okay to start something right? Three days, God, three days at school and I already hated it. I wasn't that bad really; I just hated getting up so early. But, living with seven vampires, and having sensitive hearing, you can't not get up at an early time. For one, Emmett couldn't be quite to save his life. His booming laugh was what woke me up today. What's so funny?

I slipped out of bed and my slightly warmer feet hit the cold wooden floor of Edward's room. I shivered, but carried on padding down the stairs; I rubbed my eyes and saw white blobs. I stood at the bottom of the stairs waiting for them to disappear. Rosalie walked past me, shook her head, but didn't say anything. Once they faded I carried on into the kitchen.

"Hey, Em? What's so funny?" I asked, my voice laced with tiredness.

"Nothing, Isabella. You'll find out soon," he smirked, but walked away, anyway.

I shook my head, and whispered "Madhouse," under my breath.

"You're really not a morning person, are you?" Rosalie asked, smiling sweetly at me.

I raised an eyebrow, but answered, all the same. "No, not really. At least, I'm not when I wake up this early. I could wake up at 10ish and be perfectly fine." I said, suspiciously. There was something going on here. Something happened last night, and they're not telling me what it is.

Mum turned off the gas on the cooker, and gave me a plate with three pancakes on. I smiled at the food in front of me. I grabbed the chocolate sauce that was placed in the middle of the table, and made a smiley face on the first pastry.

I licked my lips, and tucked in. After five quick minutes I had finished and was being ushered back upstairs by a hyper Alice.

"Here, here, here." She said, grabbing a pair of jeans, a grey long sleeved top with purple designs on and a pretty black waistcoat out of the closet they must have shipped in overnight. "That's what you're wearing today and you have free rein of undergarments, shoes, and coat. It just has to look nice."

"Jesus, calm down. Pixie," I mocked her, as she skipped out the room.

I heard a snicker downstairs, and then Alice shouted back up. "Don't worry, Isabella. I have my revenge sorted already!"

I sighed, and changed quickly, and then ran downstairs vampire quick.

An idea popped into my head. "Who wants to do something fun tonight?" I got a collective YEAH! from the household.

"Good, now we'll be off for school. Let the misery begin," I muttered, walking out of the house and following Edward to his Volvo.

A/N: I am so sorry, about not updating in a while. I had the first paragraph of this written and the BANG writer's block. So this is really short and it's just a filler. I've got a few idea going from what you've said on the poll.

However, the next few chapter will be short and not so good, because I need some fillers to get to the good part.

What Emmett and the rest were laughing at isn't actually that funny. But like I said, I had the first paragraph and a good idea, and then it was gone.

I'm sorry.

But, hey, please review. You can even flame, it's give me constructive criticism.

P.S. Vote on my poll please, I still want to carry it on, until I actually have to put it in.

P.P.S. Sooo sorry about the wait.