Okay, here is another chapter. WHOOHOO!!! This one is from Bella's point of view.

It is a tad bit shorter than the other chapters. I didn't want to put anything else in this chapter because it would have been longer and given away a lot that I wanted to give away in Edward's point of view. Which means that major things should happen next chapter (YAY!). So, stay tuned... I hope to get it out soon.

Oh, I believe that the last few lines are strikingly similar to Eclipse. I couldn't figure out what else to put. I told you that I would only put this message once, but since there is a line similar, I will put it again. Stephenie Meyer owns pretty much everything. Like the characters (I control them, but I try to stay as close to non-OOC as I can get, so that's hers too), the story. There is no copyright infringement intended. Also, the idea belongs to my beta and challenger, .Scotland. So, I own pretty close to zip nothing. Besides the way the words are on the screen :D I found something.

One more thing before I continue. Thanks to my amazing reviewers. I had 2 of them last chapter from Lil' Confederate Soldier Girl and from ABalletEmpress. Thanks again!

Enough blabbing. Behold the spectacle of Chapter 7: Brand New (from Bella's point of view). Enjoy!!!!

When I got home, Alice was holding the door open for me. She helped me out and into the house. It was small, but it seemed quite homey. I didn't know where my bedroom is, but I knew that Alice would show me.

"Erm… Excuse the mess. I've been a nervous wreck these past few weeks worrying about you instead of cleaning. I hope you don't mind," Charlie said, nervous.

"It's fine, Dad," I said as Alice looked around the place. She seemed to disapprove. Charlie seemed uncomfortable and went to sit on the couch.

Charlie tried to stay down-low, not wanting to get in anyone's way. He was extremely grateful to the Cullens for helping me with my amnesia and broken leg. He did not want to make Esme or Alice's work harder, so he stayed out of the way.

Alice, noticing my discomfort at not being able to go to my room, walked me up to my room. She didn't seem to mind carrying me up the stairs since I couldn't walk. Charlie noticed that this would be a hazard, but he was gracious that Alice could carry me. Alice had also explained that Esme could also, so Charlie and I were extremely grateful.

Alice decided to make my two days with her a living hell. Turns out, Alice is an extreme shopaholic who needs therapy. She decided to dress me up in all of the latest fashions for hours on end.

She also rearranged my wardrobe. My sweats for sleeping were replaced with top-of-the-line pajamas. My whole wardrobe seemed to consist of expensive, new clothes. Of course, once I wore an outfit, Alice took it. She said that she was going to give it to the homeless. I imagined the homeless wearing expensive fashions. I had to admit, that was a pretty odd picture.

While trying on clothes, I decided to start questioning Alice. "Alice, can I ask you some questions about my life?" I seemed too nervous.

"Sure, Bella. What would you like to know?"

"How do you have so much money?" I asked.

"Well, Carlisle has been a doctor for awhile now. Also, a lot of his money is in the stock market. Esme likes to gamble and Emmett and Jasper like to bet others. We are very lucky people, you see," she said, flashing a glance in my direction. I wondered what that was for.

"Oh okay. Well, how well did I know your family?"

"You knew us well, I guess you could say. You had come over to our house once, but you knew everyone before then from school or the hospital. Carlisle tended to deal with your issues in the ER. Edward, who's not here right now, was your boyfriend. Edward, Rosalie, Emmett, and I all went to school with you," Alice said.

"What about school? How will I go to school? What will happen?" I asked, panicking. I didn't remember anything, but I needed an education. Will I have to start over from the beginning?

"Bella, calm down. You are going to be fine. You are going to start going when Carlisle releases you. You are still under his care. Esme and I are going to try to jog your memory," Alice said, calming me down.

"Well, what about you? How will you go to school when you are here?" I asked.

"I will be fine, Bella. Don't worry about me."

The questions ended. Alice could tell that I was tired. After making me try on about a million pairs of pajamas, Alice finally let me go to sleep. She slept on the floor, saying that it wasn't a problem.

The next day seemed like the same thing. Alice thought that I needed a break from my home, so we went to the mall. Alice put me in a wheelchair and pushed me around the stores instead of carrying me. She also stacked her clothes loot on me. By the end of the trip, I could not see. The clothes were blocking my view.

I went to bed peacefully that night. Alice went home the next morning when Carlisle came.

"Everything seems to be healing right, Bella. How is your memory?" he asked.

"I can't remember anything. It's making me mad. How will I go to school?" I asked, nervous.

"Bella, calm down. You will be fine. I will not send you to school until you are ready, physically and mentally. Do you have any other questions?" he asked, soothing me.

I shook my head no. With that, Esme came in the door and Carlisle walked out.

Esme was much easier to be around. She seemed to be more motherly than Alice.

"Hello, dear. Do you need anything? Are you hungry?" she asked. I shook my head no.

Esme was always caring. She made sure I got up at a certain time, and she even cooked me my meals. They were extremely delicious. Charlie even agreed.

Alice and Esme continued to trade shifts. I preferred Esme, but I understood that they had to trade out. After all, they were probably worn out with a girl who knows nothing and needs help to walk. I felt so bad, but I was grateful for their new duties.

Esme routinely brought me to her house, which was more of a mansion. I was really excited to talk to the family. Everyone seemed really open and gracious to see me. Of course, someone would routinely help me get to the bathroom or stand up. Of all these people, Rosalie never helped. She seemed more distant towards me than the rest of the family. It was like she hated me.

I decided to ask Esme about Rosalie's animosity.

"Bella, it is nothing against you. She just wishes that she could know her real parents. They died in a horrible car accident," Esme said. I felt bad for Rosalie, but I still did not understand her hatred fully. She had Carlisle and Esme, which was more than I could imagine.

It was about a week before I decided to ask about Edward. Esme was the one taking care of me, so I felt more comfortable asking her about her adoptive son.

"Edward is a fine young man. He loves you dearly, you know. I adopted him when he was quite young; he was only 6 months old at the time. His parents had died of the flu when Carlisle was working at the hospital; he doesn't remember them. I remember he was such a cute little angel. The world seemed to brighten when I came to visit Carlisle and he was there. His mother wouldn't let him out of her sight, that poor thing. When she passed on, Carlisle wanted to adopt him. I couldn't have children, but I had always wanted some. We filed the adoption papers, and he was ours. He was such an angel growing up too. He never caused any trouble, unlike his brother, Emmett. He loves you. He should be coming home soon," she said tenderly, but nervously. It was as if Edward would walk through the door now.

"Oh, okay."

On one day, Esme decided to keep me at home. She decided that it would be better for me to stay home for awhile. I agreed.

Later in the day, the phone rang. Esme handed it to me, mouthing your mother.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Bella! It's your mom. How are you?" she asked, concerned.

"I'm okay, mom. Esme and Alice are a great help to me. Alice even cleaned up the house for Charlie."

"How is your memory?" she seemed saddened because I couldn't remember a thing.

"I still can't remember anything. Esme and Alice have been trying to make me remember everything. It's not working though," I said.

"Oh. Sorry about leaving you in the hospital. Phil called, and he had a baseball incident. He wanted me to be there because he had broken a few bones. He couldn't do anything. I'm really sorry about that," she said, saddened.

"It's okay. How is he?" I asked.

"He's doing better. He got a job in Florida, where he hurt himself. You are going to love it down here!"

"What do you mean?" I was confused. Why would I love it down there? I am going to stay up here, in this town.

"We are getting a house down here. Pretty soon, you can come back. Phil and I can take care of you, don't worry," she said.

"Mom, what are you talking about? I am going to stay here, in Forks. I am already accustomed here," I said, upset that she would even consider that idea. I didn't take it to heart, and I soon forgave her mentally.

"What do you mean, Bella? You hated it down there before…" she said.

"I am going to stay in Forks with Charlie. I like it up here now," I said.

"Well, okay. I have to go. Phil's getting up. I hope to see you soon!" With that, she hung up.

Esme took the phone from me when Renee hung up. Saddened at the fact that my mom wanted me to move, I decided that I was going to go to sleep. Esme soon brought me back upstairs from the kitchen to my room. I thanked her and soon went to sleep.

Alice came to trade shifts with Esme. My two days of Bella's dressing up began. It was ended when Esme came back two days later.

When Esme arrived, she decided that she would go grocery shopping for the house. Charlie was in need of more food, but he did not have the time or patience to go shopping. Esme left me at home after I promised her I would be fine. She put me on the couch in the living room with my crutches so I can get around downstairs.

Right when she left, a knock came from the front door. Grabbing my crutches, I went to answer the door.

Jacob was at the door. "Hello?" I asked.

"Hey, Bella. I was wondering if you wanted to do something today. It's okay if you say no," he said, putting a smile on my face.

"Sure! Let me write a note to Esme. She will be worried when she comes back if I don't. Um.. Do you mind grabbing me some paper and a pen?" I asked.

"No problem. Is the phone pad good?" he asked.

"It's perfect," I said as he handed it to me.

Esme, I wrote,

Jacob came to see me. He wanted to know if we could do something. Don't worry, I'll be back soon. I think I need some fresh air.

Sincerely,

Bella

"There we go. That should do it," I said as I signed my name.

Jacob picked me up and brought me to his truck. "What do you want to do today?" he asked.

"Anything!" I said, glad to be out of the house.

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I am hoping to put another chapter up tomorrow. This, of course, means that everything would go in my favor (typically it doesn't). I am leaving on vacation Thursday and won't be back until the following Friday, so I wanted to update before I left. I don't know if I will be able to update tomorrow (it may be at night again... I tend to get a better response at night), but I hope I will be able to.

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