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A/N-Five very fast simple things

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This chapter is longer than most, not where I wanted to stop but you can't run on forever.

Ignore any mistakes, this chapter is late so I'm rushing it out.

Don't normally recommend stuff but just got Twilight official guide and think that if you write fan fiction it would be a cool thing to have lots of background stuff like Charlie & Renee, photos and great descriptions of characters.

Not sure when I'll get to update again so just be on the lookout!

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BPOV-

"Bella, Bella…can you hear me?" Angela soft worried voice rang in my ears as I opened my eyes slowly. I didn't know how long I had sat there, in the floor by my locker, but my body was shaking and I still had the photos clutched tightly in my hands, sobbing.

"Is she ok?" Jessica looked from me toward Angela who just shrugged her shoulders.

"I think she's having some type of panic attack, my mom has them sometimes." Angela whispered but I could still hear her. "We should probably get her to the school nurse."

I wanted to argue with them but I couldn't. I was gasping for air, like I was drowning, a fish out of water. I needed help and I was completely aware of that fact. I wasn't going to be able to make it through my classes and pretend everything was alright when it wasn't. Angela and Jessica gently helped me to my feet and led me to the office where I spent the next half hour trying to calm myself in the infirmary.

The petite gray haired nurse who fussed after me hadn't pushed for an explanation, I think my unstable mental state from earlier in the year after Edward left was still fresh in her mind, instead she called Charlie and I was now waiting for him to pick me up. I didn't know what happened to the black rose, nor did I care, but the pictures and note I had managed to stuff in my backpack which Angela had thoughtfully brought to the nurses' station.

I was resting on the cot with my eyes closed, my mind trying to block out the idea of someone close to me getting hurt when I heard the argument. I strained my ears to pick out the words but they were hushed, the only ones which were easily overheard were the nurses.

"I'm sorry Edward; there isn't anything I can do. You will have to return to class." The nurse seemed flustered.

Edward, my heart leap, what was he doing here. He was supposed to be with his family.

"I'm not leaving until I make sure she's alright." He said in a clipped tone.

More heated words were exchanged between the unknown parties and I was beginning to wonder if Charlie was here. He was probably finding a way to blame Edward for my meltdown.

When Edward walked in I saw the tension in his face and body. He stood against the mint green wall mirroring the same position he had last year when I had gotten sick from blood-typing, his arms crossed over his chest; one foot balanced on the cement wall.

"Are you alright, Angela called said that you weren't feeling well." He sighed.

"I'm just a little shaken up." I smiled at him. "I think last night just came crashing down on me. "

He was stood silent like a sculpture in a museum, he normally did this when something was bothering him and something was off with Edward, he wasn't acting his normal paranoid self. Edward always accused Rosalie of being the drama queen in the family but the reality of it was that he held that title free and clear. He was the one who always acted like a spoiled child with his temper tantrums and theatrics.

"Why is it I get the feeling you aren't being honest with me?" Edward coaxed as he came to sit beside me, leaning down ankles, his elbows resting on his lap.

I shrugged my shoulders in response.

"Bella, please whatever is bothering you please tell me so that I can fix it." He begged.

I was considering telling him up until that point until he said that, that was his mistake. He thought that he could just take care of everything. He had to learn that at some point he wasn't going to be able to "fix" things for me.

I leaned my head down and kissed the top of his messy locks. "Edward I told you I was going to be fine, I'm good really, please believe me." I whispered.

He nodded his head and leaned toward me, "I'm just worried about you. Do you have any idea how important you are to me? Any concept of how much I love you?"

"Edward dear, class has begun; you should go and let Bella rest now." The nurse intruded on our moment.

He nodded his head regretfully.

"Aren't you going back home?" I questioned as she closed the door.

He tensed again. "No. Right now I don't think I can deal with anymore, uh attention." He coughed uncomfortably.

I scowled.

He chuckled darkly. "Believe me; I know exactly how you feel." He kissed my cheek softly and excused himself for class leaving me pondering on that thought.

The nurse returned shortly, helping me from the cot and handed me my things. She led me to the office to go home with Charlie, only it wasn't Charlie waiting for me, it was Jacob. Now everything was a little clearer, the hushed heated tones from outside the door earlier, Edwards cryptic last words.

"Jake what are you doing here?" I asked confused. I was no expert but I was pretty sure that school didn't let out at nine in the morning on the reservation.

"The school called Charlie to come pick you up, only he can't, Billy is the listed as an emergency contact but obviously he isn't able to drive so….here I am." He smiled and I couldn't help but smile right back.

He escorted me out to the car and we headed back to my place I realized that I didn't want to be alone, I could have asked Jake to stay with me, of course, but after the note today I was worried for his safety now as well. There was one place I was almost certain he'd be safe.

"Jake, let's go back to your place." I suggested trying to keep the worry from my voice. I didn't have to ask twice. Jacob happily turned the car around and headed toward the reservation.

"So what do you want to do today?" he asked happily as he pulled onto the gravel outside his house. "I mean I know your sick and everything but we can still have fun right."

See its reasons like this I loved hanging out with Jake. Edward would insist I recuperate by exiling me to my bedroom with Jake I could practically get away with murder.

Billy welcomed us home and offered me breakfast, which I declined. My stomach wasn't quite up to eating yet. He called Charlie to let him know I was at their house and doing fine before Jake and I started planning an adventure.

"So no cliff diving today" he smirked. "But anything else is on the table."

"Except riding motorcycles." I grumbled.

"Yeah that's too bad." Jake agreed. "Hey lets go for a walk down by the beach." He suggested. It had been a long time since I'd been the beach. I was looking forward to perhaps viewing the tide-pools again. It only took us a few minutes to walk the short distance to the rocky beach. I removed my shoes and socks and let the small waves lick at my feet.

"Bella, I have some things to confess." Jake mumbled from behind me.

"What's that?" I asked not paying much attention to him but watching the water in front of me.

"Well for starters, I didn't get rid of the motorcycles like Charlie told me too." He smiled.

"Really," I asked a little more enthusiastically than I meant too.

"Yeah, I felt really bad about ratting you out to Charlie, so I thought maybe if I kept them you might forgive me."

"You're forgiven! Are they at your place?"

"No way if Charlie ever caught wind I kept them he'd have both our heads on a platter. Billy doesn't even know.

"Where are you hiding them if they aren't at your house?"

"The joint you and your friends held the party at, the one I take care of for the guy in Seattle, I hid them in his garage." He laughed as if it were as obvious as the nose on my face.

"Can we take them out?" I pleaded.

"Well that depends on if your still talking to me when I tell you what's next…" he sighed dropping his head.

"What?"

"I really do have a report due on Romeo and Juliet and I do need your help but…" he fisted his hands together

"But…" I mimicked him

"Well one of the reasons I've been hanging out at your place is because there's a number of new vamps running loose and since you are so tight with the leeches, Sam suggested I kinda stick close." I could tell he was fighting back bile from his words.

"So let me get this straight your using me to spy on them." I argued.

"Sorta yeah" his face held defiance and shame.

"Jake you should know by now I'm Switzerland! Neutral! I'm not giving you any information!" I warned.

"Come on Bells…at least tell me if you know who the new bloodsuckers are?" he begged.

"You owe me big time" I jabbed my finger in his chest. "We're talking lifetime of servitude here!" I stipulated.

Jake just looked happy that I didn't hit him. "I'm all yours baby, now spill"

"The new vampires are the Cullen's "family" from Alaska."

"Hold up, what damn family?" he seemed irritated all the sudden.

"Ugh, not actual family you jerk, they just have the same hunting habits as the rest of the Cullen's. You have nothing to worry about."

"How long are they staying? Are they aware of the treaty? Can they…"

"Jake!" I yelled exasperated.

"What?" he asked as if he had done nothing wrong.

"Switzerland…I answered your question, that's all you're getting from me. If you want any more information tell Sam to do his own dirty work and talk to Carlisle!" I picked up a rock and threw it in the ocean. The sky was getting darker and small water droplets were starting to fall on my neck.

"I've done it again haven't I, crossed the line I mean." He sighed. "I'm sorry, one day perhaps I'll learn." He picked up his own rock and tossed it from where we stood outdoing my rock throwing skills by far.

"No you won't," I snorted.

"You're probably right." He agreed with a smile looking up at the sky. "Race you back!" he dared and took off before I had time to object.

I only fell twice which is why I was soaking wet by the time I reach the safety of the small barnlike house.

I was a little disappointed that we couldn't ride our bikes because of the weather but quickly forgot it when we started playing checkers. Edward had taught me how to play chess and I could tell why he liked it. It was challenging and strategic but checkers for me was more fun. In chess the other player always had the advantage over me, I always lost. At least in this game I had just as good of a chance of winning as Jake.

Charlie picked me up at five and graciously accepted Billy's invitation to stay for dinner. I have to admit I was happy that I got to stay a little longer with Jake not to mention the fact that I could put off doing the mountain of housework I'd been dreading.

After dinner while Charlie and Billy gossiped like old women. Jake and I discussed Shakespeare's famous love story.

We were dissecting Act 1 and I was trying not to laugh at Jake. "So this Rosaline chick was shutting Romeo down. I get it. This story is pretty cool if you can get past all the fancy words." He seemed amazed.

Charlie and I left shortly after eight.

The ride home from La Push was a pretty quiet ordeal. Charlie wanted to know if I was feeling better and I assured him that I was doing well. I gave him the excuse of "woman problems" so that he would be too embarrassed to ask any more questions. He was curious about my day so I told him that I lost three out of four games of checkers and had a nice walk on the beach with Jacob. Charlie seemed pleased.

After such a long afternoon I was glad to be home, I still had a few chores to do but was eagerly looking forward to climbing into bed. Charlie had just placed the house key in the door lock when I noticed it. A suspicious movement from my bedroom window. I felt an unsettling apprehension in the pit of my stomach.

Someone was in my house.