Okay, this is just a short, little chapter that I felt needed to be done.

To explain a couple of things that might not have been presented very clearly,

Yes, the Cullens are vampires, but Bella is not Edward's singer. She is just has regular human blood to him. In other words, she is just like any other Jessica and Angela of the world, except for the fact that he can't read her mind.

A couple of people wanted to know about Liz. Liz is a person from Bella's past that you will find out about in this chapter. This is not the end of Liz's story; she will actually play a big role in some of the later chapters.

Now that we have these things cleared up, on with the story! Oh and I only own Liz. I don't own anything Twilight, it wall belongs to the lovely Mrs. Meyer.

"That is just disgusting."

"No, Emmett, it's not. It's just me stretching," Emmett was watching me stretch. I was over at the Cullen house that afternoon, and I could feel my muscles tightening and I knew that I needed to stretch them out just a bit. I had done a few heel stretches and now I was doing my over-splits.

"That shouldn't be possible," His face contorted into a look of pain as I went down into a right split. I lifted up my right leg and put it up on the wall making me do an over-split. "Ew, Bella; You are freakishly bendy."

I just laughed and continued to stretch out my muscles, doing my other over-split and some other stretches to improve my ballet turnout. Emmett just sat there and stared at me looking like he was in so much pain that he was about to die. It really didn't hurt anymore. When I had first started doing ballet again, it was painful, but now, my body was practically numb to the pain. I was getting used to the stress again.

"Hey, Bell--ooh," Jasper came into the room a second later, but upon seeing me stretching, he stopped and his face changed to the very same one Emmett had on his face. "Doesn't that hurt?"

"Nope," I laughed as I pushed up out of my split. Jasper cringed.

"Anyways, I need to talk to you for a minute. Do you mind?" He asked, pulling me to my feet.

"No," He led me outside into the backyard. I had only been out here a couple of times, but it was very beautiful. "What do you need to talk to me about?"

"I just wanted to see if you had been having anymore dreams?" He asked.

This was going to be a hard question to answer. The truth was that I had been having more dreams, but not ones about Edward. They were about three other people who were obviously vampires, but I had never met them before. I couldn't lie to Jasper; he would sense it, so I just went ahead and told him the truth. "I actually have, but they aren't the same as before."

"What are they about?"

"It's about these two male vampires and one female. There isn't really anything special about the dreams. Nothing ever really happens in them," That really was the truth. Mostly my dreams were just these three vampires wondering around in the woods or interacting with each other, but they still scared me. "These vampires, though, they aren't like you. They have red eyes."

Jasper nodded his head, deep in thought. He looked really worried.

"Is something the matter?" I asked. I had never seen Jasper look this troubled before, and it concerned me.

"I wasn't going to tell you this, Bella, but I believe that I have to," He paused and took a deep breath. "Alice has been seeing these three also. She believes that they will be in town within the next two weeks."

I was confused. Not only was I starting to believe that there was a possibility that I could be clairvoyant, but didn't the Cullens normally take care of the vampires that came around? "Alice said that sometimes vampires do come around Forks, but you guys just keep them away from the town. I'm not sure I understand the problem."

"Well, you see, Alice has been sensing some trouble. We aren't sure if it will actually happen yet, but we are just going to be overly cautious for the next few weeks," He explained. "But don't worry about it. It isn't your problem."

"I'll make sure to tell you if I have any more strange dreams," I smiled. I could feel Jasper relaxing me right away and I was very grateful for it.

"Thanks, Bella," I turned to walk away, but Jasper called out to me again. "Oh, I think Edward is waiting for you in the living room."

I smiled and quickly ran inside, anxious to see Edward. It was a very strange feeling. I could almost feel the little butterflies fluttering around inside my stomach, and I knew that wouldn't be going away. I felt that way every time someone said Edward's name or when I was around him. When he smiled at me, my heart felt like it was about to literally jump out of my chest, and I was pretty sure he could hear it. I was so happy all the time that I almost couldn't bear it. Alice was positive that I was in love with him, but was I? I had never really been in a relationship before, much less been in love. If this was what being in love felt like, though, I was fine with that.

"Bella," Edward breathed as I walked into the room. He was sitting on the couch with one of his medical textbooks that he had probably read a thousand times before.

"Edward," I smiled. He smiled back at me and I felt my knees go weak. I was so pathetic, but it didn't really bother me. "What are you up to?"

"Oh, nothing really," He closed the book and put it on the coffee table in front of the couch. "I was just wondering if you would like to do something with me tonight."

"Sure," I was up for doing pretty much anything as long as I was with him. "What do you have in mind?"

"It's a surprise."

"Edward, you know I hate surprises," He laughed. "Why don't you just tell me?"

"Because that would take the fun out of it all," He had an amused look on his gorgeous face. "Now, if you are going, I'm sure Alice is waiting right upstairs waiting to pounce on you and give you something to wear tonight."

I huffed at him, but I wasn't really mad. I could never be mad at Edward.

"Where are you going?" I asked as he got up from the couch. I rose, too.

"I have to go to the hospital for a little while. They're short staffed in the emergency room and I offered to fill in for a couple of hours," I pouted. I didn't want him to leave. I wanted to sit in the living room with him for the rest of the afternoon just talking about anything and everything. "Don't pout, Bella. I'll be back soon."

I blushed deeply. I didn't want him to know that I was so attached to him. He smiled at me again and tenderly placed his hand on the back of my neck and traced down the side of it with his long fingers. I shivered at his touch.

"Bella, you are going to love tonight!"

Edward was right. Alice had bombarded me the moment I went up the stairs. She had a hundred questions for me and she was telling me anything and everything about tonight, except for what we were doing exactly. She managed to avoid that every time I asked her.

Currently, I was sitting in Alice's bathroom having my hair pulled and teased and brushed so much that my head was starting to get sore. By this time in our friendship, I was used to Alice dressing me up and doing my hair and make, and, besides, I did feel bad that she didn't get to remember ever doing this in her human life.

I sighed, thinking about Rosalie and wishing that she was here. Alice seemed to guess what I was thinking about. "It's okay. She'll come around soon. I'm sure of it."

"I know," I said. Well, I didn't really know, I was just hoping. "It's just that I miss her."

"Rose is just a little stubborn. You know her," Alice patted the hair on my head softly. "She misses you though. She's just a little worried, that's all."

There was nothing I could really do about the Rosalie situation. I had already tried to talk to her, but that didn't turn out well. I tried to tell her that I would never tell anyone about their secret, but she just ignored me and gave me the cold shoulder the entire time I sat there with her. It had ended up with me crying and Edward yelling at her. Needless to say, I felt bad about that.

"So how is ballet going?" Alice said, trying to get my mind off of things. "Are you getting excited for Swan Lake tryouts?"

I smiled. Ballet had been going very well lately. I was really catching back up quickly, and I had decided to audition for Swan Lake. I was a little nervous about the actual tryout, though. I would be competing against people who have danced way longer than I have. "I am excited. I just hope I get a good part."

"Oh, I'm sure you will," Alice smiled. She had seen something, but she was keeping it a secret from me. I just let her keep it. I would find out sooner or later.

My cell phone started ringing suddenly. I jumped up out of the chair Alice had sat me in and went into her bedroom to grab my phone off her bed.

"Hello," I answered, not looking at the caller id like I usually do.

"Bella, it's Liz. It's so good to talk to you again," The voice on the other line said. Liz had been one of my best friends in Phoenix. We had known each other since we were two and our mothers had enrolled us at the same ballet school. After the accident, I cut all ties to ballet from my life, including Liz and all of my other friends I had gained from dancing throughout the years, but lately, Liz and I had been talking again. I really did miss her. We had always had a healthy competition going on to see who could be the best. In my classes now, I didn't really know anyone and they never made an effort to talk to me.

"Liz, what's up?" I asked.

"Oh, nothing much. I just felt like talking to you," She said. I could tell that she was sad. Liz had always been easy to read. "I haven't seen you in forever."

"I know," I could feel a lump forming in my throat. I really did feel bad for the way I had treated my friends back home. After my mom died, I stayed in Phoenix a little while with Phil, my step-dad, but it was just getting too hard for me to be there, and Phil, who was minor league baseball player, had to travel a lot so I decided it was best to go stay with my dad. When I moved to Forks, I hadn't even said good-bye to any of them.

"We all miss you," Her voice sounded thick, like she was holding back tears. "Even Mrs. Levine does."

Mrs. Levine had been one of our strict ballet teachers. No one really cared for her much. "Wow," I laughed. "I started dancing again."

"You did? Bella, that's great. I knew you wouldn't be able to stop for long; you love it too much. Are you still thinking about going professional?"

That wasn't something I was quite sure about. Before, I knew exactly what I wanted and that was to be a professional ballerina in one of the world's leading companies, but now, I wasn't sure of anything anymore. In fact, the only thing I was sure of was that I still wanted to dance. "I don't know."

"Well, I'm trying out for Juilliard soon," She squealed.

"I know you'll make it," Liz and I had always dreamed about Juilliard growing up. We had mapped out our futures centered on us going to school there after we graduated from high school.

"You should tryout."

"I don't think so, Liz. I'm just getting back into things."

"Oh, come on, Bella," She sighed. "We both know that you want it. Just give it a chance."

"I guess you're right…"

"Of course, I am," Liz laughed jokingly. "I'm always right."

I got off the phone with Liz and thought about things for a moment. Did I really want Juilliard? Or was that still just a part of my past that I couldn't get back? I had a lot of things to think about.

So, Bella has a lot of things to contemplate. Does she want to go to Juilliard? Does she really love Edward? Give me your opinions.