Haha!! Surprise, two chapters in one day!! My big brother is at a school dance, and I'm bored out of my mind, so I thought I'd update. My elementary school has banned the dances, since some kid's parent made a big stink about the mucic. At the end of the school year, there's always a dance for the 6TH, 7TH, and 8TH graders, but my dad says he's not sure he wants me to go to a dance with 8TH grade boys. I mean, WTF? It's a grade school dance!
But anyway, I really have to push myself to update because I am really lazy. The longer I wait to update, the harder it is. I forgot in the previous chapter to say that the jump rope rhyme was from Wayside School Gets a Little Stranger by Louis Sachar
Girlytown, you are exactly right. Izzy is Bella's opposite. If Bella decided to jump out a window, she'd be six-feet under, and pushing up the daisies. She would've probably broken her neck trying to jump rope. Anyway, Izzy is explained in this chapter. :D

EPOV

When we stormed the house, we found Jasper, tied up with the jump rope. Bella was standing over him giggling raucously. She leaped to the window, but I lunged at her. She went down under me, still giggling manically.

We tied Bella to a chair. I feel bad about it, but as the others said, it was the only way to make sure she didn't move. Rosalie, despite having been promised a new car, was glaring daggers at Bella. I scanned her thoughts to make sure she wouldn't try anything.

We sat staring at her for a minute. "Bella," I asked her slowly. "Do you remember me?"

"Of course I do, silly-willy! How could I forget you!" I gulped at her response. She was just so unlike her normal, serious self.

"I think we better call Charlie." Alice whispered. I nodded slowly. We couldn't understand, maybe Charlie could shed some light on the situation.

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The others crowded around me, as I dialed the kitchen phone. They were just as eager as I was to hear what was wrong with Bella. The phone rang twice before Charlie picked up. "Hello, Charlie Swan." He announced.

"Chief Swan," I said. "This is Edward Cullen. I'm sorry to bother you, but I don't think Bella is…well."

Charlie was instantly anxious. "What? What's happened?"

"Nothing serious," I assured him. "But, well, Bella is acting, erm, very unlike her usual self." I didn't want to say that my family and I had driven his daughter insane. I didn't expect Charlie to understand, but apparently this had happened before.

"Oh, no." He gasped with dread. "Izzy." I was confused.

"What was that? Who's Izzy?"

When he next spoke, his tone was surprisingly sympathetic. "Edward, son, I'm going to explain this as easily as I can. Have you noticed how Bella is such an exceptionally forgiving person?"

"Frequently." I said dryly. Too forgiving.

"Well, Edward, if a great amount of stress or pressure is put on Bella, eventually she will snap. She will be silly and irresponsible. She's so unlike her usual self, that Renee and I call her Izzy. It has only happened two or three times, but she'll wreak havoc wherever she goes."

If I had blood, I would have paled. "How can we stop her?"

"You can't." Horror.

"What do you mean?" I asked desperately. "Surely she won't stay like that forever!!"

"No. Eventually, her energy will crash, and she'll go to sleep. She'll wake up good as new, with no memories of what she has done-" There was a crash upstairs.

"Sorry Charlie, see you Monday, bye." I said, ignoring his protests. I slammed the phone in its cradle and dashed up the stairs with my siblings at my heels. I pushed open the door.

"Did she gnaw through those ropes?" Emmett asked, incredulously. I gulped. This is very,very, bad.

I hope that cleared some things up. Good night y'all!!