A/N: It's been a while. I feel horrible for neglecting this fanfic. But hey, life gets in the way. So, I slowly progressing with this one (got to get back into the groove). It's kinda short.

Lost - Diversion

"Why do I have to pick classes?" I complained. "Isn't there a way I can let someone pick for me?" I threw the selection book at Alice who caught it in the air and threw it back.

"Bella, come on. It isn't that bad. Just pick a couple of classes that jump out at you. Something that you would like to do."

I looked at the page and picked out the first three class numbers I saw randomly on the page. "There, I'm done," I smiled. I handed the book back to Alice. She matched the codes to the classes and stared at me disbelievingly.

"Mechanical Engineering? You're kidding me?"

"What?" I zoomed back to the book. Sure enough, in black ink I choose that class. Who was I trying to be? Rosalie?

Alice was laughing and that was when Edward stepped in. He kissed my cheek. It seems like Edward and my physical relationship was back to the way it was in the beginning. The minimum. I was on probation – with Edward. I didn't really mind it as much I as I thought I would. It only enhanced our love for each other.

"How is everything going?" he smiled.

"Horribly," I complained. "I can't decide on what to take. Everything is just so…blah. I thought high school was bad enough with class selection. But this is torture. Help me, please?" I was begging.

Edward hesitantly took a seat and pulled the book towards him. "Now, let's see. Uh, there is a good choice," he cheered.

I looked where his finger was pointing. "You want to take a science class? Why? So, I can be with you?"

"Precisely."

"Okay, sign me up." I hurriedly wrote down the class code and Alice glared at me from the other side of the table. "Alice," I sighed. "Nothing bad can happen in school. Right?"

She didn't answer. Instead, she got up from the table. I won.

Nope. I lost.

Tanya came in and sat at the table. "Bella," she chimed. "Maybe you should on some classes on your own. Some of your own hobbies."

"Okay. I want to take this class," I smiled. But Tanya reached across the table and took my hand. I sighed. "Okay, so I don't want to take the class. But I have to fill my schedule with some diversions. I need something!"

Tanya smiled. "I will help you."

After fifteen minutes of debating what classes would suit me, I found myself taking classes that could only lead to one major – psychology. Tanya claimed it would help me understand myself better. I rolled my eyes. It was just another thing in the way.

But should this crazy desire go away within a year? I really hope so.

My first day of school -

"I'm scared," I whispered into Edward's ear. He looked over at me and squeezed my hand.

"I'm with you. I won't let anything happen," he vowed. Hand-in-hand, we walked up to the campus about to depart to head to our own classes.

"I will see you later," I smiled before I left a quick kiss on his lips. Too short. I held out my hand, palm facing up, so Edward could hand me my textbook. Though I could handle much more than thirty pound textbooks and I wasn't fragile, Edward still insisted that he carry my books. Nothing ever changed.

I opened the door to my first class to see the whole class turning back and staring…AT ME. What was so interesting about me? It instantly felt like my first day at Forks High when everyone was all "gah gah" over me, except Edward. I didn't like the attention. Especially from this one weird guy.

Unfortunately, the only other vacant seat was next to him.

"Hey," he breathed. "My name is Reginald."

I pointedly ignored him as I drew open my book to the lesson. I wouldn't have to pay attention much, but I would force myself to concentrate so I wouldn't be harassed by Reginald.

"Hey, what's your name?"

"Bella," I sighed, acknowledging his presence. I looked over at him and he was staring intensely; it was unnerving.

"Bella," he repeated. "That's a very beautiful name. Bella…Bella…Bella. Hey, you have very beautiful eyes. Are they contacts?"

"Yeah," I lied. He didn't catch it.

"Beautiful eyes and beautiful name," he smiled. "Hey, beautiful, do think there is a chance I could get your number?"

I couldn't believe what he was asking. "Excuse me?"

"Do you think I could have your number?"

"No."

"No? Why not?" He looked confused. I sighed and smiled as I drew up my left hand with the glittering ring. "Oh," he whispered as he recognized the symbol.

"Yep," I replied as I turned back to my book. I wasn't going to be bothered by him anymore. I was bored with class. It was time to pick some people's minds. I knew Edward would do the same if he was in my boat. So, I wanted to communicate with him first. Edward, I thought.

Bella, is that really you? Should you be paying attention to your class?

I laughed inwardly. Some guy hit on me Edward, I thought.

Edward brain waved, Oh, really. So, am I going to have to beat him up after school?

Now. Now. Nothing happened. I flashed him the ring. He backed off. I'm going to going exploring…if you know what I mean.

Stay out of trouble. You don't know what power you possess in other's minds.

That was his last warning to me before I blocked him out. Yeah, yeah. Okay, who would be my first victim? I scanned over the class; there was no one interesting in this class. I would experiment with Reginald.

Man, that girl next to me is hot. Why is she married? Maybe, she really isn't married. Maybe she is just pretending to be. Maybe she would like to play dungeons and dragons. She looks like she would play with me. No…she doesn't. She looks much too beautiful for that. I mean just look at her…

I quickly shut his thoughts out as I quickly pulled my jacket closer to my body to shield myself from his perverted eyes.

This was going to be a long class.

I picked through the room to find that half of the guys were thinking about one thing only – do I need to explain – with at least one person in the class. Glad Edward wasn't like that. Some of the girls were concerned either about their grades, looks, or boys. Glad I'm not like that.

Then, the professor walked in. I almost had a heart attack – not that vampires could have one – when I realized it was Irina, Tanya's sister. The one that didn't like me. The one that made me almost kick her butt. SHE WAS TEACHING THIS CLASS!

I sunk into my seat. At least I knew I wouldn't be plotting to rape my teacher. This was definitely going to be a long class. Throughout class, she would throw me an occasional smile and ask me questions that I knew the answer to.

I still couldn't get over the initial shock.

After class, I paced the hallway waiting for Edward as I ran my hand through my hair violently. Once I pulled a strand of hair out (that I was never going to get back) I immediately dropped my hands and concentrated on breathing.

I had to remain steady in acting as humanly as possible. As soon as I saw Edward coming from the other side of campus, that all went out the window. I ducked into a corner and ran at vampire speed over to him.

"Edward, why didn't you tell me about Irina?" I demanded as I came out of a corner of the school.

He shot wide in terror as he wheeled me around and pressing me into the school building. "You must never, ever do that again," he scolded. "We must remain as human as possible." His eyes were blazing golden flames into mine. I was barely aware of everyone around me as Edward held my wrists between his grasp. He was breathing hard as he noticed how close he was to me.

Very comfortable, but totally out of bounds for our new rules. He backed off and let his hands drop back to his own side. "She won't be teaching for very long. Only for a year or two. Most people think she is a student," he explained matter-of-factly. "It's not that big of deal. You just have to used to it. Our kind have to find something to kill time. So, we take up jobs and hobbies. Sometimes, they won't last long though. The only we can do is move on to something else. Another distraction."

Edward and I had walked to the end of campus. "So, school is only a distraction," I confirmed. Distracting enough for me, anyway. The weird guy, Reginald, from class spotted me. He was frowning as I pulled Edward closer to my body.

"Love, what are you doing," Edward asked. His look was concerned, but grateful.

"Don't worry, Edward. I will be good," I smiled. "Just be still. Be very still."

He closed his eyes, waiting in anticipation. I carefully laid my lips on his, avoiding indulging myself on him. I couldn't slip up. I couldn't falter in my power.

Just then, a thought occurred to me.

Edward and I had switched roles in our relationship. I was so used to Edward being so in control and careful that I didn't take note of my own strength. Now, we were building our relationship back with me having to be the careful one. Though if our slip-up, the results weren't fatal, just a little uncomfortable for Edward's sake.

Finally, I released him. He was smiling. "I think you are progressing," he commented.

Progress. Progress is good.