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Two hours later I found myself trying to climb up the side of my house and into my bedroom. It was easier said than done.

First of all, I could not make any noise whatsoever. Charlie was probably asleep like any other human and I did not want to explain to Forks' only police officer why I am climbing into my window at 3 o'clock in the morning, especially considering the fact that I just mysteriously reappeared after two weeks of being in Phoenix.

Second, it was raining. And raining makes everything easier, especially when you're trying to climb into your bedroom window.

Finally, I could not see how Edward was able to do this not only quickly, but almost every night. And every time I fell down he asked if I needed any help.

After falling down for the third time, I stood up and walked over to the tree Edward was sheltered under. He just smirked.

"Do you want me to show you how to climb into your window?" he asked. I just nodded. Edward laughed and gestured to the tree. "It's a lot easier when you use the tree to climb."

I grimaced. "You could have told me that in the first place but instead you left me thinking that you miraculously climbed into my room through sleet and snow."

"Do you want me to show you or not?"

I grimaced. "What do you think?"

Edward laughed, and gestured to the tree. "I sincerely hope you know how to climb a tree," he said, "because if you don't, I don't know how to teach you."

"Believe it or not, I do know how to climb a tree." I was seriously offended that Edward thought I did not know how to climb trees.

He smiled and scrambled up the tree faster than I would have expected. When he reached the top of the tree, he jumped and somehow went through my window. I was surprised.

I knew Edward could climb well, or assumed. But I didn't think he could do it that fast. I was about to say that to him, when he jumped out my window and landed in front of me. I felt nervous, but he just smiled.

"Now you try" he said. I didn't say anything, but closed my eyes and proceeded to climb the tree.

I climbed for probably several seconds when I put my hand up and didn't feel tree anymore. I opened my eyes, and realized I was staring at the raining sky.

I climbed a tree! I actually climbed a tree!

I looked down, and realized what a long way down it was. It felt like I was standing on the Empire State building, but in reality I knew that the tree was only fifteen feet tall.

I looked towards Edward and he was just standing there giving me an odd look. I returned the look and looked to my open window.

I held my breath, closed my eyes, and jumped. I flew for probably about five seconds, and then received a face full or carpet.

I quickly stood up, and then ran to my window to see if Edward was still out there. He was out there, and he was laughing. He noticed me looking at him and stopped laughing, but he was still smirking.

"Very graceful," he said, "I'd think that vampirism would make you a little less clumsy and a little more balanced."

I couldn't help but smile at that. It was so true.

"Are you coming up?" I asked. As much as I love Edward, I was kind of hoping he would say no. I needed a little time to think about what Jasper and Carlisle said.

Edward was quiet for a second; he was probably pondering.

"No. I need to get back home. I feel bad about not telling anyone but Carlisle and Jasper. The rest of the family deserves to hear the news. I hope I'm not disappointing you." He sounded sad when he said the last sentence.

"Don't worry." I said. "You're not. You're right about telling them. I'll see you tomorrow." Edward smiled at me and started to walk away.

"Wait!" I called after him. He turned around to look at me.

"What day is it?"

"3:21 A.M., Monday morning," he said, "so technically, I'll see you in three and a half hours."

I smiled back at him. "See you then!" and he took off running.

I sighed with relief and closed my window. I walked over to my bed where my alarm clock now read 3:22 A.M. I sighed again and flopped onto my bed.

What am I going to do for three and a half hours?

Then I remembered Edward's and mine conversation with Carlisle and Jasper. Memories of it began to fill my mind.

Edward had asked Carlisle if it was possible for a vampire to feel anyone's mental and physical pain. This had confused me because Edward had called this idea stupid and unrealistic.

Carlisle did not have an answer for Edward's question; he had been silent for almost a minute before he had said anything.

Carlisle had said he couldn't answer that. He said maybe we should talk to Jasper about that.

We walked back to the living room and found Alice and Jasper arguing about something. We later heard from Rosalie that Jasper had been out hunting and Alice saw something and it worried her. She also said that Alice wouldn't tell her what she had seen.

Alice disappeared soon after Edward and I appeared in the living room, and the only thing Jasper had said to answer Edward's question was that almost anything was possible in the world of vampirism.

Jasper's and Alice's argument obviously worried Edward, which is why he wanted to hurry back to the house.

It obviously had to have been something bad Alice had seen for her to argue with Jasper that strongly.

I tried to think of something Alice could have seen that would cause her to argue with Jasper, but I could not think of anything.

I stood up and walked over to my bookshelf and picked up a book that was lying on top of the books and flopped back down on my bed before reading the title.

Wuthering Heights.