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Chapter 19 – Reunion

Bella's POV

I hate airplane flights. They have you sit down every time they have a little turbulence. It's so frustrating. Then they give us something they call "food", and it tastes horrible. But then again, I am a vampire.

I sat at the window seat. I saw that Alice saw the letter I wrote for her. I hope she will stop looking for my future. I have to do this myself. If I have only one helping me, they might get hurt. I don't think I can take any more pain. They have already taken away Jacob, now it's my turn.

I sat in my seat, pretending to be human. I sat there, thinking of Jacob. Jacob, I love you…

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I took off my seatbelt, and walked in my fastest human speed toward the gate. The lady at the door say thank you, I nodded quickly and left.

Okay, now I'm outside the airport. I called for a taxi. I climbed in. "Where you headin' miss?"

"Um…" Crap, I didn't know where he lived yet. Well I could… "Sunset district." He nodded, and drove off. I stared out the window; all these memories of my human life are starting to slowly come back to me. I remember my family and I went to have a picnic every year in Golden Gate Park. I remember my family and I would walk there, and I would piggyback Elizabeth there because she would complain that it was so far. I remember I would walk to the school bus everyday in 6 in the morning. I would meet Chris in the bus; he would always save me a seat…

"Miss, we're in the Sunset district." The bus driver interrupted my thoughts.

"Oh, um I can get off here." I handed him a $20 bill, and get out of the car. I decided to walk in Fog City for a bit to clear my mind.

I walked on 17th and Ortega. It was so peaceful here. Everybody was at work or at school. Nobody was here…

I saw a girl running on the next block. She was wearing a see-through blue top, a white bra, very short jeans, and had a purple handbag. She had brown hair and brown hair as long as her breast. She looked to be about 16 or 17. She looked so familiar. I decided to follow her. She should be in school. She walked on 17th and Pacheco, then Quintara, Rivera, Santiago, and then turned toward 18th. As I followed her, I recognized so many houses my friends lived. I knew we would pass Chris's house soon too. I quickly walked pass it, not wanted all the memories of us to come back right now. She stopped at a house on 19th and Santiago. Wow, she lives near my house when I was a human. She went into a corner house that was white. It couldn't be… Could it? She looked so much liked me when I was human… She walked into the kitchen, and then her cell rang. "Hey baby, I've missed ya. How you been?" She giggled. She dropped on the couch, and continued to giggle. "Oh yeah? Well I miss ya too. I can't wait for Saturday too. I have the evening all planned out. My parents won't be home, so you don't have to worry. Haha, you naughty boy!" I couldn't hear anymore. I ran into the door, but stopped right when I was about to hit it. What was I doing? I shouldn't do this. She thinks I'm dead. What would happen if she sees me again? Would she think she's hallucinating? That doesn't matter; I will not allow my little sister to have unprotective sex when I'm here. Without thinking, I knocked on the door. I saw that she turned her head quickly, and said on the phone, "Hold on baby, someone's at the door. I'll call ya back okay? Sweetie, I love you. Bye." She walked to the door, and looked through the peck hole and asked, "Who is it?" Crap, what was I suppose to say? Hi, I'm your dead sister. Yes I am dead; I've been a vampire for 10 years now. And guess what? I'm gonna make sure you're not going to be alone tonight. Or any night.

"Aahhh, special delivery?" Did I say that? Well, it wouldn't matter; she opened the door a little.

"Oh yeah, who's it for?" She asked coldly.

"Umm, a miss Elizabeth Swan." I replied quickly. I should have change my voice and appearance before I knocked the door. It was too late, she can see me.

She opened the door, and said quickly, "Where is the package? Is this a prank?" Yikes, she sounds pissed.

"I –I…" What was supposed to say? "Elizabeth, may I come in please? I need to talk to you."

She stared at me for a few seconds. She opened you mouth, but nothing came out. She just nodded, and opened the door wider as an invitation for me to enter. I walked into the house. Everything looks the same as it did ten years ago. There was a fireplace on my right, with a bunch of photos. The photos had pictures of us as a family; one with just Elizabeth and me, one of was a photo of my parents getting married, and few were of me as a baby, and the last one was Elizabeth when she was a baby. I turned to my left, and saw the kitchen was the same. But the floor was redone, and the kitchen table was different. I saw the stairs leading to the garage and the downstairs floor were about the same too. Almost everything was the same as I remembered.

We stared at each other for about a minute. I studied her and she studied me. I saw a lot of me in her. She looks just like me when I was her age… brown hair, brown eyes.

"You're not a delivery lady." She broke the silence.

"No, I'm not."

"Do I know you?" I felt like I was about to cry again.

"Yes and no." I answered slowly. I couldn't tell her who I am, and what I have become.

"What does that mean?" I saw tears forming in her beautiful eyes.

"Elizabeth, I do not believe I can tell you yet."

"How do you know my name?"

"Can we wait until your parents get home?"

"Yeah, sure. But they won't be home for an hour."

"Okay. That's okay, I can wait." I went to sit on the couch; Elizabeth sat on the opposite side. We stared at each other until I decided to break the silence. "So, aren't you suppose to be in school now? You look a bit too young to be out of school."

"I took a personal day today. Yes my school already knows I'm not there. How about you? Why aren't you in school?"

"I finished early." Well, that wasn't all a lie. I did finish before other students in my class, I died.

"Oh." She replied. "Well, I'm going to get changed. I'll be back in a flash." She ran upstairs. I heard her shut her bedroom door and dial the phone. I was hoping she would dial her mom or dad, but she dialed someone else's number. "James, baby? Can you come over please? There's someone over here, and I don't really feel safe here." The guy James said okay and she hung up. She opened another door, grabbed something, put it on and came back down. She was wearing sweat pants with matching purple sweatshirt. "So, is there anything you could tell me now while we wait for my parents to come home?" Umm…

"Can I ask you a question? Why did you let me in at first? I'm nothing but a stranger to you." Well, that was partly true too. I was her older sister, but I have changed over the last 10 years. For starters, I am a living dead.

"I don't know. I feel I can trust you though. You just look so… familiar. I feel like I've known you my whole life."

I smiled. "I feel like I can trust you too. So tell Elizabeth, how old are you?"

"I'm 17. How old are you?"

"I'm 17 too." I mean 27, I mentally corrected myself.

"What-" There was a knock on the door. I sniff the air silently; it smelled like beer and drugs. It must be James. "Excuse me." She smiled and got the door. "Hey James baby." She greeted him at the door. She pecked him on the cheek, and grabbed his hand, letting him in. All of the sudden, I felt very protective. I wanted to rip his head apart, chop his arms and legs and make him scream in pain. But I couldn't. Maybe when he's alone….

"Um this is James. My boyfriend. This is…"

"Alice. Alice Brandon." I put my hand in front of him, indicating I wanted to shake his hand. I did the same; I gripped his hand hard, and gave his a side smile. He grunted, and took his hand back the second his hand was free.

"Who are you again?" He questioned.

"An old friend of the family." I answered. "So, how long have you two been dating?"

"We've been dating for 5 months now. Tomorrow is our anniversary." Elizabeth smiled at him. He grabbed her body closely, and playfully played with her nose. Punch him now. I heard my gut say. He isn't who he seems. I couldn't punch him, but I knew he was trouble.

"Oh well why aren't you in school James? Are we skipping class now?" I smiled inside.

"Well, James finished school. He's going to be a musician. Isn't that right, James?" She smiled at him. If I weren't here watching the both of them, I'm sure that his tongue would already be in my sister's throat.

"Yep. My band is scheduled to play tonight at a club. You should come, if your still here." He said with an unsure tone. I don't even know myself.

"I guess so, only if Elizabeth will be there also." I looked at Elizabeth. I studied her body movement. I saw that she was very into him, and with Jasper's power, she felt he was her soul mate. But him, he was a bit confused and anxious. Why was he anxious? I stared at him for another second. He had short light brown hair, and was about 5 inches taller than me. He looks so much like Chris… Wait, what's that I feel? Great, now he thinks I like him. "Anyways, I guess I better get going. Elizabeth, I'll be back later. We can talk then."

"Oh, okay then. Bye Alice!" Elizabeth said as she wraps her arms around James's neck.

"Yeah, bye Alice." I heard James mumble. I walked outside the door and quietly ran to the side of the house. I looked around the area, nobody here. I jumped up, using my strength to hold myself on the window. I got grip, and swung myself into a position so I could open the window. Click. Yes I got it opened. I jumped in, making a silent landing. My sister and her boyfriend was still making out on the couch downstairs. Ew, gross. I was so temped to rip that boy apart, but I shouldn't now. Right now, I needed to get some extra clothes so I won't look like a hobo when I met my parents. Who knew they would be still living here after 10 years? I was in the bathroom. I walked toward the hallway, and walked toward Elizabeth's room. But I stopped and turned around. The room across from Elizabeth's was mine. The door looks the same; it had a picture frame with my name on it. Isabella "Bella" Swan. It was full of colors – red, blue, yellow, green, purple, orange. It had a picture of me when I was a little girl on the swings. I had this big smile on me. I was so happy here with my family. Why did I have to die? Why did I have to be a vampire? I was already happy here, here in San Francisco. Here with my real mom and dad. And my sister; I miss Elizabeth. I remember we were inseparable when we were younger. We would walk to the park everyday and play on the swings when we were young. I would push her on the swings as high as I could. She would say, "I'm flying! I'm flying!" I would say, "You're super girl Liz! You're flying your way to the top!" We would keep doing this until it was time for dinner.

But I stop hanging with Liz when I started to date Christopher. He would take up all of our time together.

"I'm sorry Liz, but I'm going out with Christopher tonight."

She would say, "But I'm your sister! We were suppose to go to the park today! You never go with me anymore!"

"I'm sorry Liz. I promise I'll make it up to you."

"You always say that! You're a horrible sister! I hate you!" She would slam her door and go cry on her bed. I would feel horrible the rest of the night, but Chris always persuaded me that Liz could take care of herself.

"She's a big girl now. She doesn't need her big sister there all the time." I would believe him. God, I believed him! Everything he said to me was a lie! I knew deep down, but I didn't want to believe that. I wanted to be accepted for once. I didn't want to be that nerd who sat in the back room and would take crazy notes on the teachers' lectures and the cheerleaders would threaten me for my notes. But I had a huge makeover. I started to wear make-up, a new style of clothes and attitude. I never thought I would get into the cheerleading squad in my sophomore year.

A lot of things change since that lifetime. I'm a whole new person now.

Without even thinking, I walk into the somewhat familiar room, wishing that the last 10 years of my life was a dream, and that I was still that outrageous teenager in love.

But it's not a dream. Everything was real. Even Chris.

If I had one wish, I would turn back time to be with my family again.

I enter my room for the first time in 10 years. Everything was exactly the same. My bed was in the middle of the room, a small end table and a closet on the right side, and the bookshelf on the left. The desk was next to the bookshelf that my dad had built himself. The purple desk lamp was still there too. I walked toward my desk and took the picture frame from the desk. It was a bit dusty but I wiped the dust with my sleeve. It was a picture of Chris and my. His arms were around me, and he was looking at me and I was looking back at him. We had the biggest smile on. That picture was taken on our one-year anniversary. It was also the first day we said I love you.

Enough of memory lane, time to steal an extra pair of clothing. Well, I'm not really stealing, this is my room. I walked to my closet, grabbed a purple sweatshirt and a pair of jeans and put it in my carry on bag. I walked out of my room, closed the door and went back to the hallway. Before I leave, I wanted to take a small peak in Elizabeth's room. Just to make sure there wasn't anything in there that wasn't suppose to be in there. I turned the knob and entered the room smelling nothing but roses. I smiled, because that means so-call-boyfriend hasn't been here recently. I continued to snoop out the room, making sure everything was in place, even though I wouldn't know what was in place or not. Her room was about the same as mine. A closet and table to the right of her bed, and a bookshelf and desk on her left. But her room was messier; she had clothes on her bed, books all over her desk and yearbook on the floor. A yearbook? I gotta check that out.

I grabbed the yearbook dated last year from the floor and started turning the pages. I found Elizabeth easily. Wow, I can't believe she's in the cheerleading squad! And she got homecoming queen! And she was a junior last year too. She was more popular than me in high school! I flipped through the pages, just to see what's up with my old high school. There was a page that caught my eye. The teaching staff. My old high school has a new AP English teacher. He is also the man in my visions. His name is Edward Mason.

Yes I finally officially added Edward's name in my story. Guess what? If you don't review, this is the last time you'll ever see him in this story! I mean it! I got plans for him, but if nobody's reading then I'm gonna have to change everything and I'm sure everybody who's a Team Jacob will be very pleased. So review, or no Edward. I mean it! Click that green button!!!