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BPOV

I couldn't sleep that night my eyes flew open at the slightest noise. Every time I heard the wind howling through the trees my heart thudded erratically. When I eventually drifted into sleep it seemed like a spilt second later that a scream woke me. My door burst open flooding the room with yellow light, I sat bolt upright as Charlie came running in, his eyes wild, darting round my bedroom,

"What is it?! What happened?!"

"I…. I don't know, I heard screaming, it woke me up"

At my words his whole body relaxed, his shoulders slouching as his sighed in relief,

"That was you Bella", he explained, clearly amused. He sat down carefully at the end of my bed,

"Bad dream?" he asked gently, I knew how uncomfortable this sort of thing made him, no need to prolong it more than necessary,

"No" I answered quickly,

"I can't remember dreaming at all actually"

Suddenly a flash of light burst through the sash window, illuminating my bedroom. I jumped about a foot in the air as rolling thunder shook the panes of glass. I stared breathlessly at Charlie, he was laughing and I didn't appreciate it. Scowling at him in the dark I yanked my duvet over my head mumbling,

"I'm going back to sleep"

I felt a sharp tug pull my covers away, the air was icy; stupid Charlie saving on stupid heating bills, I refuse to wear a jumper to bed.

I reached blindly for the covers groaning in defeat when I couldn't find them. I unwillingly wrenched my eyes open and was greeted by the sight of Charlie standing in the doorway; duvet in hand. His eyes were smiling, wrinkling up at the corners,

"Whattttt!" I whined,

"It's 7 O'clock, time for school", he grinned, my tired eyes widened in response, staring out the misted window,

"It's pitch black!", I objected,

"It's winter", he said, stating the obvious, there was nothing I hated more than being patronized.

"Go away, I need to get dressed"

He studied my face, apparently checking for sincerity,

"Okay I'm off to work, see ya later Bell"

"Bye dad" I mumbled, he hesitated in the doorway,

"….. don't go back to sleep"

"Ugh! I won't! Go!"

"Okay, okay, I'm gone", he smiled pulling the door to behind him. I swung my legs off the bed and set my feet on the floor, walking unsteadily towards my wardrobe, my mind still half asleep.

I stood staring at my clothes for about five minutes before I gave up trying to come up with an 'outfit' and just threw on the first things I saw; my blue top and dark grey fitted jeans.

I arrived at St. Augustines an hour early for class and walking carefully over the icy concrete of the quad, headed straight for the computer block. I smiled at the IT guy as he looked up from his desk, coffee in hand. As the search engine flashed up on the screen I could think of only one thing I wanted to type in the blank box. I typed the letters carefully, and swallowing hard hit the enter key. I leaned back in the foam padded chair as I saw the hundreds of pages the word had brought up. I sighed as I reluctantly clicked the first link, I couldn't help thinking I was being utterly ridiculous, it was completely insane, the whole notion of…. of… vampires.

My wary eyes scanned the page it was pretty gothic looking, black with red words and ornate script. It spoke of power and blood cults, Edwards face flashed into my mind as I read the words; I desperately wanted to be wrong. He was too…. well too perfect to be a vampire. He just couldn't be a killer, I remembered his caramel eyes and their intensity then the words came back to me, 'I will kill him'. I had no idea then what truth those words held.

Was I to believe his perfectly chiseled marble face, his heart breaking smile that melted my heart, it all belonged to a cold-blooded murderer? I couldn't believe that, no matter how compelling the evidence, no matter how strong my instincts. Deep in my heart, I had to admit, I trusted Edward Cullen entirely and irrevocably, vampire or not.

I was jolted out of my daydreams by cold breath at my right ear as a velvet voice stopped my heart,

"You really shouldn't believe everything you read"

A/N Just a quicky before I go to sleep, its 3:20 am in London and I'm pretty….well I'm not the soberest I've ever been! but when I closed my eyes to go to sleep my head stared spinning so I thought I'd write a bit to y'know focus my mind. I'm watching the Goblet of Fire in a little pop-up while I'm typing and Cedward just died :(

So anyway I apologize if this isn't the best quality chap, it's a little filler really but blame the Soco :)