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A/N: Okay I'll check my grammar this time before I post it and about the Cullen's being vampires, you'll just have to wait and see.

Well I guess a good way to figure out who someone was could be to start with their name. Best idea I'd had all day since I've been out of it for what felt like an eternity.

It was strange though; this stranger brought a bit of light with him and took away the numb feeling that I had grown so accustom to and it made me feel a bit …open. That wasn't the right word to describe the feeling but it was the best I could do.

I decided I needed to say something in the next thirty seconds or I would look like a complete fool. But what to say to this god-like creature?

"What's your name?" Damn, he beat me to it. And caught me a bit off guard by doing so. But neither of those things bothered me as much as his tone. He asked the question like he already knew the answer, like he knew all along. Did he?

Had he been going to this school for years and I just never noticed him? No that's impossible, there's no way I would never notice someone like him.

But before the silence dragged on because of my thoughts I decided to speak up. "It's Bella Swan." I answered shyly separating every syllable.

"Well it's very nice to meet you…again." He said in a smug tone while pausing to add the last word. So I did know him from somewhere, or did he only know me? Or was he just trying to confuse me because it amused him?

Before I could question his words-at the worst time possible- the bell began to ring.

Why did these things always seem to happen when no one wanted them to? I gazed up at him with curious eyes hoping that I would see him again to understand what he meant by what he said.

I paused and then spun around grudgingly to go to my next class, not that I would be able to pay much attention anyways. And I couldn't- I needed a question to be repeated three times before I could answer; which was obviously wrong.

The next few classes dragged on until I had finally dashed out to my car and sped home. Well at least as fast as my senior citizen would go.

I flew into my kitchen not quite sure for my rush anymore; it was like I was waiting for something. I knew the one thing that I still should be waiting for but I tried not to dwell on that too much and thought about the gorgeous angle I had met today.

Why was I so eager to see him again? No I wasn't eager I felt as if I needed to see him and if I didn't something terrible would happen and that was completely ridiculous.

Another bell stopped me from continuing my impending thoughts, but this time it was the doorbell- a relief. For once in the last half hour or so I actually slowed down- from my run to my car, then speeding home, and flying into the kitchen. I was at a normal human pace and that was calming.

I reached for the door which opened with a creak. I looked at the ground before looking at whoever was in my doorstep and then quickly glanced upwards.

It was the beautiful boy that I had met earlier today. At that moment it didn't occur to me that I should question how he knew where I lived or any of that I was just so… so relieved to see him for some odd reason.

I couldn't speak because I was frozen in place with the pleasant shock that consumed me. I wanted to see this familiar stranger almost more than I wanted to see Edward.

Well the descriptive way to describe the feeling would be something along the lines of this: This new emotion that I couldn't possibly decipher was so powerful. It was like a giant orchestra playing the full forte and I was sitting front row, with tears in my eyes from the beauty of the music.

All the other feelings that I had had in the last few weeks or was it months was like boring background music to this. I was great; it was a thrill to be near this unreal creature.

"Can I come in?" He asked patiently waiting out my long thoughts.

"Oh um of course." I answered dumbfounded and led him to the living room so we could sit.

"What brings you here?" I tried to ask casually and miserably failed.

"Well I don't blame you for not expecting me anymore but nothing comes to your mind at all? Not even the tiniest thing?" He asked with an almost hurt expression.

"Expecting you? But didn't I just meet you?" I asked in an innocent tone hoping what little amount of words that I said hadn't hurt him because he had taken on a hurt emotion so suddenly.

He put his head in his hands for a few moments. "Come on can't you guess?" He asked playfully but it was a bit muffled through his fingers.

"I'm sorry Edward but I- Oh!" Why did I just call him Edward? Now I was going to look like a fool for that mistake. But I could just say that he reminded me of Edward. Wait was that why he was so familiar?

He smirked then completely content with my mistake almost as if he was anticipating my words all along.

"Does it feel strange to say my name after so many years?" He asked with a smug grin knowing that I was a bit slow at the moment.

I sat in silence soaking in the new information. I usually did dismiss the obvious things without thinking about them through. Another emotion that I couldn't describe hit me; hit me like a bus… But I knew what was going on.

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"Are you going into a state of shock?" Edward asked playfully. And his light expression turned to worry when I didn't answer. I looked him over for a few minutes.

His skin had grown extremely pale, and that was surprising for someone who apparently lives in L.A. Almost to a suspicious state. I looked at his face a few moments and noticed a drastic change that even time could possibly change.

His eyes. They used to be so full of life with their beautiful emerald color. Now they were a honey golden color that seemed to smolder in the lighting. Still nice but not my old Edward. My best friend even to this day.

"Did you get contacts?" I blurted out without thinking if it was my business for some strange reason.

"No." His tone became sharp and I cringed at it.

Did he want to keep something as small as an eye color a secret?

I guess we weren't close enough anymore for secrets. That depressed me to no end; why was I such a pessimist at times?

"Something wrong Bella?" He startled me when he spoke with his velvety smooth voice and left me dumbstruck. "Just, well more than surprised." I answered while pausing between each word making sure nothing stupid came out of my mouth.

"But you are happy for that matter." He stated it wasn't a question.

"Pretty sure of yourself aren't you?" I asked sarcastically while walking towards the kitchen for some water. He'd grown cocky during all these years.

"Well I know that I more than excited to see you, and I hope you feel the same." He added seductively while suppressing a laugh. He was joking, same old same old; sometimes people never changed. And that thought was uplifting.

He stalked towards me at that moment in an inhumanly fast pace and it startled me. A flash of worry streaked across his face and within seconds it was composed to a more calm expression.

"You've… changed." I whispered while I could feel his cool breaths on my neck and his topaz, smoldering eyes boring into mine.

"And you've stayed the same." He answered with another whisper while leaning in closer. He took a deep breath at that moment, inhaling through his nose like he was taking in the aroma of all the assortments of food on Thanksgiving. But I was no five course meal.

Edward then let out a huge sigh; I think to point out that he was happy.

What would we talk about? What would happen after today? Would we have anything in common anymore, except each other?

A solid layer of silence filled in at that moment, and it would be hard to break.

I knew he didn't seem too happy when I mentioned it before but I was just so curious at that moment- thank God I wasn't a cat.

"I know I don't have the best memory…" I paused hoping that the grin that had appeared on his face then wouldn't disappear when I finished my sentence.

"But I strictly remember you having green eyes." Just as I predicted, a hard, cold, and somewhat furious expression stole away that beautiful grin that was there only seconds ago.

He didn't compose himself this time; he stood only inches from my face in complete silence looking at me. Within seconds I was lost in his eyes and could care less about eye color.

I blinked ferociously trying to bring myself back to reality and stick to my question. There was something he didn't want me to know, and because of that I would make sure that I found out what.

"Is there something you're hiding already, and you just got here? How unfortunate." I stated in a smug sarcastic voice trying to make a joke out of his serious while still keeping the question in play.

He grimaced at first and it then turned to a small smile that did touch his eyes to a certain extent. He drew in even closer so his mouth was by my ear.

"It's a secret." He whispered seductively. "That's no fun." I said in a small voice while pretending to pout like we were still little. "Best friends tell each other everything."

"It's been so long, are you sure that's what we are now?" He questioned absentmindedly while pulling away from me.

That was not what I wanted to hear and it definitely put me out. So I stayed silent refusing to talk at all.

After about fifteen minutes I gave up and headed for the stairs, he would have to show himself out. And yet again he startled me by appearing at the head of the stairs long before I had. He was incredibly fast for that matter, almost inhuman.

I looked at him incredulously and also suspiciously. He grimaced again like he was hiding something, something big.

"Where do you think you're going- it's rude to leave a guest in the middle of a visit?" He said huskily while basically guarding the staircase.

I huffed and put on my full pout mode and then flopped down in the nearest seat. Of course I went sprawling towards the floor missing the seat by several feet. At that moment I prepared myself to hit the rough wood flooring and never felt it.

Edward had apparently crossed the room and dove in enough time to catch me. Impossible for any normal human.

But at that moment I realized something very important about him. Edward Cullen was not human, I wasn't sure what he was quite yet, but I knew that at least.

Thinking back I noticed that I didn't like what he said moments ago but on top of that I was annoyingly curious to find out what he was so desperately hiding.

"Maybe its time for you to leave." I said dully.

"So soon." He asked, amused.

"Yes."

"And would it be rude to ask why?" He asked smugly.

"I'm…frustrated." I exaggerated the word.

"Anything I could do to help?" He asked, keeping his smug tone.

"Yes, you could just not show up being so damn perfect and seem so mysterious and…and… you're hiding something and I can't handle secrets." I said struggling for all the right things to say without really caring either way at the same time.

He chuckled then and I almost cracked. But I tried my best to stay cool. "Your heart skipped a few beats." Edward said in a way that meant he could actually hear it.

"Out!" I screamed and rushed him to the door and slammed it in his face. Yes, I was acting like a child but he wasn't helping much. I let out an exasperated sigh ready to ponder my thoughts about the new Edward Cullen. They weren't good.

I lingered at the bottom of the stairs and eventually made my way up them. As soon as my bed was in sight I dove for it with open arms. Within minutes I dozed off.

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I woke not to the sunlight but to two freezing objects encircling me. I was scared beyond belief and slowly reached for my lamp. It clicked and in seconds revealed a very peaceful Edward.

I screamed hysterically only to be cut off by his boisterous laughing. I was furious and also confused, but mostly furious.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I shrieked.

"Brings back memories, this room. Hasn't changed at all even down to this old quilt." I calmed down looking at his beautiful faced deluded me.

"You talk in your sleep." He stated while letting out a nervous laugh.

Oh great wonder what he could have possibly heard.

"What did I say?" My question was only a small mumble but he seemed to catch it.

"Just talking about me, and how annoying I turned out to be." Oh good nothing too terrible, but the truth was he was far from annoying even with his cocky attitude before he was still me loving and caring Edward who sent all those charms.

I would always care for him. Then his eyes brows furrowed while he heard the clinking noise that I was so used to. It was my, no his bracelet. He lifted my arm and examined it for a few instants.

He smiled them to my relief. "Edward." I murmured having the lost sleep time catch up with me.

"What is it Bella." He asked soothingly like comforting a crying child. "What are you?" For at least the fifth time that day I say that somewhat pain and anger look cross his face.

"I'm not what you could ever think of." He answered. So was he going to play along?

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