A/N: Just a quick update. I don't have any homework so I figured I would post before I went to work! Enjoy you guys!

Four hours and three suitcases later I was all unpacked, and absolutely exhausted. I feel to the bed, sighing.

"Hungry?" Edward asked, sitting down on the foot of the bed.

"Starving," I told him, clutching my stomach.

"Let's go," he smiled, grabbing my hang and pulling me along with him out the door. I grabbed the key off my desk and went after him.

"Where are we going? It's almost 11…"

"I know a place," he said, a sly smile on his face. I shrugged, following him. Back in Forks, I would have never done this; go out with a guy I had met just a few hours earlier at eleven at night…

But I made a promise to myself; this was my new life.

"What do you think?" Edward asked as we stepped out of the car. We were just about five minutes away from the college, outside a small, old, of course brick, building. The name was barely visible in green paint on the side of the building, fading tremendously over the years.

"It's…nice?"

Edward laughed. "Well, it's pretty much the best option we have at eleven on a Tuesday night."

"You're right."

We walked inside, being met by a bored-looking, young girl in her teens at the podium up front.

"Two?" she asked, grabbing menus. We followed her through the empty restaurant. It was definitely bigger than it looked outside. She sat us down in a booth in the corner, and told us that our server would be out in a minute.

"Great, huh? This place has been the pride of Salem for fifty years…" Edward smirked.

"Oh, it's fascinating," I retorted, joking along with him.

A few minutes later, our waitress came over to our table. She was about forty or so, with blond hair. She grabbed the pen she had stuck behind her ear and asked us what we wanted to order.

"We'll both have a burger," Edward said before I could open my mouth. I raised my eyebrow questioningly at him.

"What? You have to have a burger. They have the best."

Dinner passed quickly, and Edward was right; the burger was absolutely delicious. I finished it in about five bites, with room to spare for my fries. We paid the bill, and walked back out into the warm August air. It was a nice warm; not blistering hot like it had felt during the day. Edward and I drove back to the college in a comfortable silence, probably too full to say anything.

Edward swung back into the parking place, opened my door for me, and led me back to my dorm.

"No boys allowed," he joked as we arrived at the front door.

"Right, and I wouldn't want to be breaking any rules my first night here…" That was a complete lie.

"I'll see you soon, okay? Oh, and let me see your phone," I handed him my phone and he programmed his number in. My heart skipped a beat; he wanted to see me again. I couldn't help the huge, goofy grin that appeared on my face.

"See you soon."

Where do you think you're going?" the man said. I screamed and attempted to run past him.

Bad decision.

"SHUT UP," he screamed at me, throwing me down on my bed and clamping his hand hard over my mouth. I kicked and wiggled around as hard as I could, but there was no getting away from his strong grip over my mouth and chest.

"Now I'm going to give you another chance," he whispered in my ear. His voice sent shivers down my spine. I was frozen. His breath smelled like alcohol and cigarettes. "I'm going to take my hand off your mouth, but I swear to God, if you scream…" he put the gun against my head suggestively. I nodded, tears streaming down my face, and he slowly took his hand back. He sat me up on my bed, and then paced back and forth.

"Why are you here?" I asked quietly, my voice breaking.

"Because, little girl, I hate your dad."

"But why?" My daddy was my favorite person, how could anybody possibly hate him?

"STOP ASKING QUESTIONS!" he yelled, glaring at me. I shut up instantly.

He paced for several more moments, running his fingers through his dark, greasy hair. He looked worried, confused. I was terrified.

Just then, the phone downstairs rang. The man looked at me. If looks could kill, I would surely be dead right now.

"Who is that? It's four in the morning," I shrugged, afraid to speak. "Go answer it."

I stood, and he grabbed my collar as we walked down the stairs. "Hurry up. You better not say anything to them about this."

I took a deep breath and picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"Bella? Is that you?" It was Kevin, my dad's partner at the police station.

"Yes," I said quietly. I looked over at the man, who was eyeing me down. Then I realized something…he didn't have his gun. He must've left it upstairs in my room!

"What are you doing up Bells? Where's your dad?"

Do I run away? Oh my God what do I do?

"Kevin…" I dropped the phone lightly on the counter, screaming and running as fast as I could out the door.

"Bella, BELLA!" I heard Kevin yelling in the phone. I kept running. Running running running. Runing like I had never ran before. I slung the front door open, running out. I could hear the man a few steps behind me. My heart was beating so fast I thought it was going to jump right out my chest.

"GET BACK HERE," he screamed. I kept running. Left, right, left, right. Don't trip. Don't slow down. Don't die.

I was almost in the woods behind my house when I fell.

Oh no…

The man took no time at all grabbing me by my arm and clamping his hand over my mouth. I kicked and screamed, wondering why no one was outside helping me. I could tell the man was absoutely infuriated.

I was going to die.

I was awoken to the sound of loud knocks on my door.

Shit.

I rolled out of bed, sheets on the floor and my tank top sticking to my sweaty back. I opened my door to a college student with short, black hair and a worried look on her face.

"Oh my gosh are you okay!" she asked, her eyes wide.

I blushed, putting my hand on my forehead. "Was I screaming?"

"Um, yeah! Screaming bloody murder! What's going on!"

"I'm so sorry…I have nightmares a lot," I gave her a sympathetic look, my face getting redder and redder every second.

"Are you alright?" she asked, true concern in her eyes.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks."

"I'm Alice, by the way," she said, smiling.

"Bella," I told her.

"Well, I better get back to bed…I have to work in the morning. I'll see you later, neighbor?"

"Sure thing, sorry for waking you."

"It's not problem!" she said, waving as she walked back in her dorm next door.

Well, that's a way to make friends the first day.

A/N: That's all for now! Don't get used to getting updates that soon all the time…I just had an open day. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE review. I have no idea if you guys like this or not and it's driving me crazy! Thanks!

-Kristin