A/N: This chapter is nto Swan Lake. I do not rightfully know what that is. It is The Swan Princess, and therefore dedicated to Edward's Manda, and EdwardCullenManiac. Read and review? Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters.


Reflection

It was an off day when someone didn't tell her that she was the epitome of her last name. Beautiful as the setting sun, pale as moonlight, graceful as a swan - well, maybe not that last one; but that's what she was: A Swan.

Ever since her mother had taken her to the duck pond when she was six, Bella hadn't liked swans, geese, ducks, or even pigeons for that matter. It wasn't as if she had tossed her corn kernels at them to harm them! She thought they were hungry! Was it really necessary for them to chase her? One of the swans even managed to get a bite in at her ankle. Thank Carlisle her ankle hadn't bled too much; that would've caused fainting.

The pond had given her nightmares ever since. That was why she was so grateful to realize that the lake spread out in front of her didn't even harbor a single sparrow feather.

Gripping the vines tightly in her tiny hand, Bella walked backwards a little before lifting her feet off of the ground, allowing her body to fly forward.

The swing Edward had built for her months before was one of her treasures. The thick rose vines that acted as chains held strong and true to the huge willow branch up above. The plank of oak that held her weight was lightly varnished, the glare from the sun reflecting tiny rainbows off of it.

Swinging back and forth, she felt free. All of her problems disappeared when her solitude was invaded by the cool sweeps of wind that rushed past her skin.

Out here, everything was perfect. Well, almost.

Glancing down at the water, she grimaced at her reflection. The beady black eyes of the creature in the water stared back at her, her ivory feathers beginning to ruffle. If she didn't know any better, Bella would say that the golden bill was turned up into a smile.

Stupid arrogant swan. Stupid reflection.