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Sorry guys, another short chapter, but again, this is just another fill in before the main storyline starts next chapter. I hate these chapters, but you kind of

need them to know what's going on. Thanks to all those who reviewed, you have no idea how much your feedback means. I haven't updated these last few

days because I couldn't work out how, but I've got it now. So, here you go, chapter 2. Don't expect it to be great, but I promise it'll get better, I'll update again

either tomorrow or the next day.

Sascha.

Prove To Me That I'm Real

Chapter 2

BPOV (6 months later)

I walked into my English class, taking my seat at the back of the room. Next to me was the only free seat in the room. For a while after the accident, people tried to make conversation.

Mike would walk me between classes, always with the same boyish smile, but when he noticed that I wasn't participating in the conversation in any way, he gradually stopped.

Jess and Angela tried to get me to go out with them again a few times, but after I rejected them every time, they too gave up trying.

So now I was alone. I sat alone in class, I sat alone during lunch, I even lived alone after the court ruled that since I was so close to turning eighteen there was no point making me move.

For the first few weeks, everywhere I looked, people were looking at me with that same expression, sympathy mixed with an awkwardness that comes when people don't know what to say. Now, they all just assumed I was okay. After all, it was easier to just pretend nothing had ever happened.

By now I was kind of used to this, and I liked it better this way. When mum died, I was always surrounded. Relatives staying in the house, afraid to leave me alone at home. Friends at school would hover around me protectively, daring anyone to even look at me the wrong way. I knew they all meant well, but it was too much. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't think. So this time, I was kind of glad to be spared all the theatrics, and if peace and quiet meant total isolation then so be it.

I saw Angela walking towards me out of the corner of my eye. While Jess now just ignored me, and pretended we were never friends in the first place, Angela hadn't quite given up. Whether it was just a smile as I walked passed, or a kind word, she hadn't given up. It was probably more than I deserved, considering how I'd just dumped all my friends, but I appreciated it none the less.

"Hey Bells, listen, I just thought you should probably know, Edward and Alice Cullen are staring at you."

For the first time since that fateful day, I was honestly curious.

EPOV

My family and I sat at our usual table for lunch. A lot of people thought we were strange, not even attempting to make other friends. But up until 3 years ago, my entire family had been homeschooled by adoptive mother, Esme, which had basically meant we weren't exposed to other people our age often, and had a really good relationship with everyone in our family.

When we'd come to school, we'd found the students to be vain and immature, and to be honest, we didn't really feel the need for friends, so we'd just kept to ourselves.

My family consisted of myself, Alice and Emmett, who had all been adopted by Carlisle and Esme at a young age, and Rosalie and Jasper, who were in long term foster care until they turned eighteen. We were all reasonably attractive, which had made isolation fairly difficult, but as with everything else, we found a way.

When Bella Swan moved to Forks last year, I quickly passed her off as yet another annoying teenage girl. But when her dad died, it was really big news around the school. But she didn't react like I thought she would. She closed over, becoming a robot, most of the time it didn't even look like she was aware of her surroundings. She isolated herself, sitting alone. Usually, I could read people pretty well, but with her I couldn't. I had to admit, it intrigued me.

Alice noticed me staring. She grinned. The rest of my family were paired together- Alice with Jasper, Emmett with Rosalie. I had never had a girlfriend, and Alice, as my bright and bubbly sister, considered this to be a big issue.

Both of us looked over to Bella, where she looked awful, her clothes old, her face blank. Alice's face went from bubbly, to sympathetic, to scheming.

"Edward, you have to help her."

A/N

So guys, what do you think? I know, it was short and fluffy, but you needed to know it all. Next chapter will be longer. Please review, let me know what you think,

it means a lot to me.

Sascha..