A/N – I am so sorry for the lack of updates guys! I had to finish up school, and then I got hired at a new job. Plus, we found out my brother has tonsillitis, so we're dealing with him being constantly sick. BUT, its summer and I will be updating more often, so don't lose faith! Review if you can, and give any suggestions you have!

I froze where I was and looked at her. It all fell into place. Why I couldn't hear her thoughts, why I had ran with her, why she thought it was so cold.

She looked at me quixotically, and waited for an answer.

All I could say was, "You're a fey."

Bella's POV

I'm not sure why I suddenly fainted, but I did. While I was asleep, I saw his face, but it wasn't the face of a monster. It was the face of an angel, and it was calling to me; asking me to believe the unbelievable and know this boy, this angel, wasn't normal. I saw the old family friend Jacob, and he was saying something about legends and we were laughing at how silly it sounded.

Then I jolted upward, and looked around. I saw the angel sitting there, looking at me with dark eyes. Why such dark eyes for an angel?

"What happened?" I wasn't sure if I was asking what happened to me or his once golden eyes, but I wanted some kind of tangible answer. Something that sounded real.

"You passed out. I'm not sure why, but I brought you in and covered you up. I only stayed to make sure you were all right, but I'll be leaving now."

The last thing I wanted was for him to leave, only because I wanted answers. I wanted to know the whole story, but more than why he ran off with me, I wanted to know why his eyes turned so dark.

All I could manage to come up with was "Why is it so cold here?" He spun around to look at me, and he looked as if I had caught him of guard.

"Well it was actually quite warm today. It was in the fifties, which is unusually warm. Is that cold to you?" I just looked back at him for a few moments, thinking back to how cold it was today, and how cold it was now.

"No, that's impossible. It has felt below freezing for most of the day. It would be warm, and then suddenly become impossibly cold. Is it always like that here?"

As soon as the last word left my lips, he stiffened and stared deep into my eyes. I thought he would run off again, with or without me. "You're a fey."

It took me a few moments to understand what he had said because he whispered it so low. "I'm a what? A … fey? What's that?"



He looked at me as if I was crazy. I still wasn't sure if he was about to run away or not. Instead he sat beside me and the air became so cold, much colder than it has been before.

"You are a fey. A mythical creature. An alluring, beautiful, and sometimes magical creature. And I… well, I know for a fact that you are. No human could blush that shade of red. Have you ever noticed anything… unusual about yourself? Or have you ever experienced something abnormal?"

I was shocked. Was he telling me I was a mythical creature? I was a normal, clumsy human. How could I be alluring, mythical, or beautiful? None of those things described Bella Swan. I wasn't sure if I should reply, or if I should run and scream. I felt the blood rush to my face, and it seemed to warm my whole body. I let out a deep breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding in. I was going to ignore all of his questions, and ask my own.

"So, you want me to believe that the past seventeen years of my life I've been walking around as a fey, which is supposedly mythical and beautiful, and I never noticed? You're insane. You're just a boy, who has managed to give me one hell of a confusing day, and here you are in my house uninvited telling me I'm a mythical creature. Who in the hell do you think you are?"

I was mad. No, mad was an understatement. This boy thought he just had me figured out, that he could create chaos in my life and then turn around and tell me I wasn't human?

"Can I just do a little experiment to show you what I mean?"

I wondered if it would be something weird, or dangerous, or degrading.

"Depends. Tell me what it is." He looked at me with curious eyes.

"How do you feel right now? Like, how is your body temperature?"

"Very cold. Much colder than earlier." He then got up and ran to the other side of the room. He waited a few minutes before speaking.

"How about now?" I actually felt warmer, but it couldn't be more than my imagination! He was a very persuasive person.

"A little warmer I guess."

He smiled at me and left the room for a few seconds before returning with a thermometer. He sat beside me and smirked. "May I take your temperature Miss Swan?"

I wanted to laugh. Was this crazy boy actually asking to take my temperature? I might as well let him have his fun before all this ended and we never talked again.

"Sure. Go ahead and take my temperature." I said this through giggles, because, did he really expect my temperature to any less than 98 degrees?

I opened my mouth and he put the icy thermometer in my mouth. A couple seconds passed and then he took it out of my mouth and laughed.



"Just as I thought. Would you like to see your temperature Miss Swan?"

I smiled. Maybe it would be 97 degrees, and I would be wrong. "Of course I would." I took the device away from him and looked at the digital screen.

I gasped and dropped it when I saw that it read 57 degrees.

A/N- What do you think? Any comments or suggestions? Let me know! I really like where this is going, and I hope you do too! I'll update soon, promise!