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Chapter Six
Research

No meadow this time but I was stuck in a small house. Where? I didn't know.

My breathing was loud and irregular as I made my way down a small hallway. I found myself approaching a door. I hesitated for a moment before pushing the door slowly open.

There I was talking with a man in a bed. The man seemed to be studying my face before turning his expression into a sarcastic smile.

"How are you feeling?" Dream me asked him.

"A little stoned," he replied. "Dr. Fang isn't sure how much pain medication I need, so he's going with trial and error. Think he overdid it."

Dr. Fang? Was the doctor from Transylvania or something? It was just so odd.

Stepping further into the barely lit bedroom, I gasped. The man wasn't a man at all. He was my best friend. Sure Jake was a bit paler than this man was but they definitely could've been twins!

"But you're not in pain," Dream me said.

"No. At least, I can't feel my injuries," the Jake-look-alike said.

Dream me bit her lip and soon, the scene before me disappeared and another began to play.

I looked around my new surroundings. I could barely see anything through the thick white snow. I wrapped my arms tightly around my torso in an attempt to keep warm but nothing worked. It was too cold and the sound of my teeth chattering only seemed to make me even colder.

Letting out a sigh, I proceeded to walk. I didn't know which way I was going but something in the back of my mind kept telling me to head the way I was walking.

It seemed like ten minutes before I finally came to a stop. A tent was set up and I could hear voices. I walked closer, curiosity getting the very best of me. My breath caught in my throat, making it difficult to speak, let alone breathe on my own and it was all because of the voices that were becoming so clearly now.

"Will you kiss me, Jacob?"

My voice. Dream me's voice. I walked into the tent. Dream me was in the tent with the man from the house. Jacob… I had heard that name before and it didn't belong to Jake Bloom.

"Jacob," I whispered. I was trying to remember the name and everything that came with it. "Jacob Bl--. Jacob… Black?" Was that who this was? Why had the name Black come to me? Who the hell was he and why was he with me?

Jacob's eyes seemed to widen in surprise, then narrow warily. "You're bluffing."

"Kiss me, Jacob. Kiss me, and then come back."

It looked like Jacob hesitated; almost like he was having an internal battle with himself between right and wrong. He took an uncertain step in dream me's direction and then another. He swung his face around to look at dream me. His eyes appeared to be doubtful.

Dream me stared back at this Jacob, who was busily and nervously rocking back on his heels.

Suddenly, he lurched forward, closing the distance between dream me and himself. It only took three long strides for him to get there.

I expected Jacob to actually kiss dream me but that scene vanished too. I closed my eyes tightly and groaned. Just when everything was getting good!

"This one survived," a voice said. I quickly shot my eyes opened and looked around. I was on the shore of a beach and I couldn't help but notice how extremely beautiful it was.

As I looked around, I saw someone, that looked quite a bit like Jacob, holding up a white sneaker. "Jake can hop," he said with a laugh.

Then, like every scene, he disappeared too but I remained on the shore of the beach.

"So you're the vampire girl," a kind female voice said.

I let out a laugh and asked, "Yes. Are you the wolf girl?"

"What are you, forty?" Jacob.

"Well, the wolf's out of the bag now." New voice.

"Here's to responsibility," Jacob said before pausing for a few minutes. "Twice a week!"

I let out another laugh and replied, "And recklessness every day in between."

"You're silly. Hunting vampires is fun. It's the best part of this whole mess," Jacob told the wind. I could almost picture him smiling, holding a twinkle in his beautiful dark eyes. Just the thought of Jacob made me feel warm – warmer than usual. I felt like I was in Tahiti or something.

"If I'm silly," I replied. "Then you're dangerously unbalanced."

I could hear howling in the distance followed by groups of merry laughter. I looked up at the sky, savoring the sun, but soon the sun was covered up by purple smoke.

What fire turns into purple smoke?

I sighed, turning my attention to the horizon. I saw a blur of red and cackling was coming from it.

The name Victoria sprung to my mind and then I heard splashing in the water. I turned in the direction of the splashes only to see a group of overly sized boys jumping from a cliff and into the water below.

"Bella," I heard Alice say.

"Go away, Alice," I groaned. I felt someone, or something, shaking me and I wanted it to stop. It was making me nauseas.

"We'll be late!"

"No."

"Fine!"

"Hey!" I called out as I felt myself rolling from my comfortable and warm mattress. My eyes widened when I realized I was about to come in contact with my floor. I braced myself, waiting for pain to engulf me because of my broken bones but no pain caught me. I only felt cold arms encircle my waist. I looked up and saw Alice grinning sheepishly down at me.

"I told you to get up," she giggled. I rolled my eyes and with the help of Alice, I stood. "Sit right here." Alice placed me in my computer chair and began to raid my closet.

"Nice fashion sense!" she exclaimed, throwing leggings and skirts all over my room. "I think I like this new Bella a lot more than the old one. You seem to like shopping."

My eyes widened and my mouth dropped. "I didn't like shopping?" I exclaimed after finding my voice. She shook her head as she eyed a denim skirt and a pair of black leggings.

"You hated it," Alice replied. She pulled a white top out of my closet and tried pairing them up with the denim skirt and black leggings. She grinned, seeming pleased with the outfit. "I used to have to beg you to go or kidnap you. You didn't like any of us spending money on you either."

Not liking other people giving me presents? I shook my head. They definitely had me confused with somebody else. I liked receiving gifts and I loved to shop! The first day I got my license I hit the mall. "I like presents," I told her. "Are you sure I'm who you think I am?"

"Definitely," Alice replied as she began to dress me. Usually I would've been too embarrassed with showing my body but I think I was more in shock that she was saying I used to hate shopping.

"Perfect!" I heard her cry out and clap her hands ten minutes later. I must've not been paying too much attention.

Alice stood me up and walked me over to my large mirror. In the ten minutes that I had been practically comatose, she had dressed me in the outfit she had picked out and put a sneaker on my uninjured foot. She had also straightened my normally wavy hair. Thank god for Alice because I doubt I would've been able to do this on my own.

"What do I tell Charlie?" I asked her. She tapped her finger on her chin before smiling at me. She had an idea.

"You fell at school," she replied. "Edward and I saw it so we took you to our home to have our father fix you up."

I nodded slowly, still in a slight daze. "You've done this before." It was more of a fact then a question. By the way Alice acted with me, she knew just how to take care of me and how to stage incidents.

"A few times," she answered, giggling again. "When you were Bella Swan, a vampire named James attacked you and you were put in the hospital. Edward, Carlisle and I claimed we were in Phoenix because you had broken up with Edward. Anyway, you were coming to see us and since you were clumsy, you fell out windows and down the stairs. Charlie and Renee seemed to believe it."

"But how did you stage it?"

"We took care of everything. The blood. The broken windows. Piece of cake."

"Was I… ever a vampire?"

She let out a frustrated sigh. "I thought you didn't believe in vampires, Bella."

"I—I don't."

"Then why are you asking if you used to be one."

"Curiosity?"

"Edward was an idiot for never changing you. We all think that, even Rosalie. He loved you and even though he wanted to spend eternity with you, he felt like he would be damning your soul."

"You're right. He is an idiot."

Alice was very helpful throughout the school day. She provided me with two crutches – an actual crutch and herself. She carried my books to class and during American History, she even sat between me and Edward.

However, Edward still tried to talk to me, attempting to convince me that I was someone he once knew. "Alice," I whispered during fifth period AP Biology. "Does your brother…. Edward… you know… have any mental problems?"

She let out a quiet giggle and whispered back, "Sometimes we wonder about him even though I'm the one who gets called crazy."

I tilted my head at her like I was a confused puppy.

"I became a vampire when I was in an asylum. Back then you were considered crazy for seeing the future but now it's all the rage."

"So… say you were a vampire… you had visions even when you were a human?"

Alice nodded. "It's weird, I know. They say that some people can carry over traits from when they were a human."

"And Edward reading thoughts?"

"When he was human, he was always good at reading people."

"What did Carlisle bring?"

"Compassion."

"What about Rosalie?"

She thought for a moment before looking me right in the eyes and replying, "Bitchiness."

We both burst out laughing. Mister Hutchison slammed his teacher's text book onto his desk. Alice and I abruptly shut up. "Miss Cullen, Miss Swank. Care to tell the rest of the class what is so funny?" he asked. I held in my laughter as I watched him turn a beat red with fury.

"Sure," Alice replied. I looked at her and my eyes went wide. I pleaded silently with her and I found myself wishing that Alice was the one that was capable of reading minds. "We were talking about my sister and how big of a bitch she is." My eyes widened even more and my mouth hung open.

Mister Hutchison began moving things on his desk until he found what he was looking for. It was a pink pad… of detention slips. He filled two out before walking over to us and handing them over. "Get going," he said before turning back to teach the class.

Alice stifled her giggles as she stood, picking up our books. I stood slowly and she wrapped her arm around my waist as I propped my crutch underneath my other arm. Together, we escaped from the hell known as AP Biology.

"I can't believe you did that!" I exclaimed, half way down the hall to the room where they held in-school detention.

"You wouldn't want to be there anyway. Today we were supposed to prick our fingers to find out our blood type. You would've passed out."

"And why would've I have passed out?"

"You don't like blood."

"Since when?"

We stopped walking once we reached the detention room. "You've always hated blood, Bella," Alice replied.

"No I didn't. Sure it's gross but I never once passed out. You kind of get used to the blood after cutting your head open five times before you were seven."

Alice turned her face to me. It was completely blank. She wasn't smiling or even frowning. "You're a different kind of Bella now, aren't you?"

"One of a kind," I replied with a smile.

My new friend giggled as she opened the door and helped me inside. It wasn't as full as it usually was. Actually, there were only three people sitting in the room. Miss Marble wasn't any where in sight.

With the help of Alice, we made our way to two seats. "Hey, Bells," one of the guys in detention said. I turned my attention to the one who spoke and smiled brightly

"Hey, Jake," I greeted. I giggled as he scrunched up his nose like he could smell something really fowl.

"Whose your friend?" he asked. I turned to face Alice and she had the same expression on her face that Jake wore.

"Alice Cullen," I replied as she sat down beside me.

"Nice to see you again, Jacob Black," she answered. My eyes widened at the mention of Jacob Black. No way… Jake Bloom was no where close to being Jacob Black.

Jake snarled at Alice, who hissed in return. I rolled my eyes and turned my attention to Jake's two friends, Quil and Embry. "What's going on?" I asked them in a whisper.

Both of them shrugged. "Jake's been acting weird all day," Quil whispered. "Don't really know why though."

I shrugged and rested my head down on my stack of books. "Hey, Bella," Jake asked. I turned in his direction and took note that his gaze still didn't leave Alice. "Wanna hang out today?"

I glanced over at Alice who was glaring at me. Turning back to Jake, I replied, "Sure. I wanna go to the library anyway and do a bit of research."

"Big book report?" Alice asked teasingly. Her eyes danced with amusement.

I shook my head and replied, "I want to find out all there is to know about Bella Swan."

At my remark, I thought I was going to die. Both Alice and Jake had gasped in shock. Alice was hissing at my best friend, her honey colored eyes slowly turned to a pitch black. Jake, on the other hand, was growling and shaking. Perhaps they came down with rabies?

Quil and Embry on the other hand? They were having much difficulty controlling their laughter.

"So how about it?" I asked Jake. I was trying to cut the tension between Jake and Alice. I wanted to know why Alice had called him Jacob Black and why Jake was growling like a wolf at my new friend. I sighed as I waited for an answer.

"Sure, sure," Jake replied. I could feel Alice burning big, gigantic… enormous… holes into my side. She didn't like that I was going out with Jake much but Jake didn't seem to like the fact that I was hanging around with Alice.

Rivalry for my affection? Doubt it.

"Is that alright with you, leech?" Jake snarled. I turned my head to gaze at Alice. She seemed to be calming down a bit.

"Fine by me, dog," Alice hissed. "But I don't think Edward's going to like it too much."

After school ended, Alice had reluctantly turned me over to Jake, but not without hissing at him first.

Because of Alice and Jake's little argument – if you could even call it that --, the twenty minute car ride from the high school to the library was a long one.

It wasn't until we found a seat in the back of the large and quiet library that I finally found my voice and began to talk. "Why don't you like Alice?" I asked.

Jake looked at me like the answer was pretty damn obvious. Maybe it was to him but it wasn't too me. "Didn't you smell her?" Jake asked.

"I think she smells nice – like roses."

Jake rolled his eyes before plopping five oversized books in front of me. I had to strain just to see the tall oaf across the table. "She doesn't smell good to me."

I rolled my eyes and opened a book that happened to be an old high school yearbook from Forks High School. I never understood why a lot of documents and records from Forks were found in Olympia and Seattle. Charlie always said it was because Forks was so small that they didn't have enough room. Why anyone would want to live in such a small town I'll never know.

"So what happened to your hand and foot?" Jake asked. "Fall down a flight of stairs?"

"No," I replied as I flipped through page after page of the yearbook. "I attacked Edward Cullen… and I just happened to lose."

Jake let out a laugh and replied, "You never lose!"

"Tell that to my broken hand and foot."

My best friend chuckled as he started on a book filled with obituaries.

I flipped through page after page of the yearbook and went through name after name.

It wasn't until close to the end that I found who I was looking for. "Find anything yet?" Jake's voice rang out.

I looked up at him before looking back down at the page of grinning seniors.

"That's… that's…" I stammered.

Jake took the yearbook from me and his eyes widened at the picture. "Bella, that's you."

I nodded, completely in shock. It was me and I was wearing a royal blue sweater. But the name wasn't Isabella Swank.

It was Isabella M. Swan.