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bellaswancullen

I woke up in an unfamiliar room that had white washed walls and I all I could hear was an annoying beeping sound. I tried to remember what had happened, and how I had gotten to this unfamiliar place. I couldn't remember. I turned my head to the left and could see two people sitting in chairs by the side of my bed. I figured that I was in the hospital because of the heart monitor and the oxygen tube in my nose. I also had an IV in the back of my hand. When I looked back at the people sitting next to the bed, I recognized one of them.

"Alice?" I tried making my voice strong, but it came out as nothing but a whisper. "Alice?" I said again trying to get louder. She wouldn't budge. However, the boy next to Alice began to stir. I didn't know who he was, but he looked a little like Alice.

After a couple of minutes of moving around, the guy next to Alice finally opened his eyes. "Oh…" he said shocked that I was awake. "How are you feeling Bella?"

Who is this guy, and how does he know my name? I thought to myself, starting to panic. I started looking around the room thinking that he would pop out of one of the dark corners at any minute. "I'm sorry," I said, trying to make my voice sound more confident than I felt, "but I don't know you. Who are you?"

"Sorry. I am Edward. Alice's older brother. So, how are you feeling?" he asked again, looking me up and down. I could tell that he wasn't checking me out so what was he doing. I looked down at myself and then gasped. That hurt like hell. Shoot, I thought they saw all of the bruises didn't they? Hopefully they won't ask. I can't tell them what really happened, but I don't want to lie to them. And why is Alice's brother here concerned about me. Surly I am not worth his time. I mean he does have Amber and Ashley.

I looked away from him as I replied. "I've been better." Just then the doctor walked in and saved me from any more of Edwards's questions.

"Oh Bella you awake. Good, I will go father and have him look over you." Alice said getting out of the chair and running out the door. A couple of minutes later Alice came back in with a male doctor.

"Oh good. You're awake. How are you feeling?" the doctor asked. He seemed pretty young to be a doctor, but then again, I was younger than most of the junior class here.

"I've been better." I answered honestly.

"Ok. Oh… by the way. I am Dr. Cullen, but please just call me Carlisle. So, can you tell me where you hurt?" Carlisle asked looking at my charts that I presumed he had faxed over to him from Washington.

"Um, well all over really, but my side hurts the worst. I think it is a mixture of my rib and my lungs, but I am not sure." I replied quietly, trying to hide in my hair.

"Yes, yes of course. Why didn't I think of that." He said, almost to himself. "According to your charts you fell down the stairs a couple of weeks ago and hurt yourself. Is that correct." He asked looking at me. I nodded my head slowly, still not looking at him. "And the Dr. Bob Johnson was the dr. that attended you that evening." Again I nodded my head. "Ok. His notes here say that he told you that you could not do physical activity for a couple of weeks. Why did you disobey his orders?"

"I had to get back into shape for the season. If I am unable to run, I won't be able to continue my education here. I really like it here. Please don't tell the coaches. I really need to keep my scholarship!" I said urgently, scared that they were going to kick me out of school.

"That is not up to me to tell your coaches. It is, however, up to your team captain." He said nodding towards Edward.

"What is your diagnosis's dr.?" Edward replied, smirking when he said the word dr.

"Well, I believe that Miss Swan should not be running for at least another two weeks minimum. I, however, think that it will take longer for her body to completely heal, and for her to be able to run at her best. Four maybe five weeks." Carlisle said looking at me, as if giving me his orders.

"I will have to think it over, but I think I have an idea of what to do. I will have to talk with a few people," he said looking at his father, "and see if they are willing to help, but I believe that you will still be able to attend McMaster University."

"Ok, well I have to go. There are other patients that I need to check up on. I am sorry Bella, but I am keeping you over night. I will release you in the morning." With that Dr. Cullen walked out of my room and down the hall.

"Well, I have to go. Just because classes are cancelled for the day does not mean that my practice has been cancelled. I will see you around Bella" Edward said standing from the chair. He gave his sister a quick hug, nodded his head at me, and left the room.

"Oh Bella. Why didn't you tell me that you were going togging this morning. I was so worried when Edward called. You should have known better. Why did you disobey your dr.'s orders anyways?" she said practically not breathing.

"Alice!" I said, trying to get the pixie like girl to calm down. "I am fine. Please don't worry about me. I will be fine. Go home. I am sure you have homework you need to do."

"Oh. Ok." She sounded hurt. I was practically kicking her out of the room. "I will swing by in a little while and drop off some of your school supplies. Is there anything in particular that you want?" she asked like she was truly concerned for me. Why is she so concerned? She doesn't even know me. Surly she must have something better to do than worry over me.

I looked away to hide the blush that was creeping up my cheeks and then nodded. "Yes, could you please bring me my composition book? It is a brown leather bond book and has music paper inside of it. I will also need a pencil. If that's not too much to ask." I said hesitantly.

"Of course not. Is there anything else that you would like?"

"Um… could you also bring me my AP Music Theory book and the black spiral notebook? It all should be on my desk." I replied.

"Absolutely! I will be back in a little bit." She said happily, and then almost danced her way out of the room.

After Alice had left, it was rather quiet in my room. I laid there thinking. Why would anyone want to be friends with me? I never really did have true friends. Is this what friends do for each other? Do they help each other out? Maybe they want to be my friends. But why? I contemplated this for almost an hour, which is when Alice finally came back into the room.

"Sorry it took me so long, but Rose said that I had to bring you something. I hope you don't mind. We went and bought you some better food than what the hospital has to offer." She said walking to the bed side roll away table. She set the books and bag of food on the table and then rolled it over to me. "Did I get all the correct books and notebooks?"

I looked through the books and nodded. "Thank you Alice. I really appreciate this. You have been so good to me. I really cant express how appreciative I am." I said looking away.

"It's really no problem. I will leave you to your work, and let you get some rest. I will be back tomorrow morning to pick you up."

"Oh Alice. You really don't have to do that. I can catch the bus or something. Please, I don't want to put you out of your way."

"Bella, it is really no problem. I am here almost every morning anyways. I bring my father breakfast. He usually forgets to eat in the morning, and my mother never has the time to bring it to him. I really don't mind. Honestly. Anyways, that's what friends are for right?"

"Yeah, I guess." I said looking away again. It was a nervous habit that had always gotten me in trouble at home. Hopefully they wouldn't notice.