Chapter 3

Bella POV

Wow. My room. My own room
I turned around slowly, drinking in every little detail. The walls were painted white, except the back wall which was painted sky blue. A wonderful double bed was placed in the middle on the wall, the deep blue bed-spread contrasting beautiful with the pale wall. Embroidered transparent curtains were draped over the windows where wooden blind were hung. A cream dressing table with an elaborate mirror on it stood opposite the bed. A dark wood door led of into another room…. A HUGE bathroom! Completed with a walk-in wardrobe! W O W.
"I love it, Alice!" I ran to give her a hug.
"No no, don't thank me! Thank Esme!"
She gestured to a beautiful lady who was stood smiling at the door. I felt my cheeks grow red as I pranced over to her.
"Thank you!" She smiled and shook her head.
"I'm just glad that you're happy."
I looked at her and tears rushed to my eyes. She reminded me so much of Renee…and dad… Charlie…
"My Mom. She died when I was five and my dad was killed just after you left, six years ago. When I turned sixteen, I figured I was old enough to live away from the children's' home, and I am…was living on a scholarship in the school dorms." I told her, smiling through my tears." You just remind me so much of…"

Esme had crushed me to her chest and Alice had joined the hug. We were all crying.
"You can stay with us all long as you want honey," Esme said.
Wow. Again.
I felt like I was part of a family again!
"Thank you." Them two words came from my heart completely.
We stayed there for a little while longer, and pulled away, each of us with a huge smile.
Away with the past. Hello to the future.
"Can I join the cry-your-eyes-out group too?"
A big guy walked in, his every step shaking the room. He had a big grin plastered to his face.
"Hello. Me. Emmett." He pointed to himself. I laughed.
"Hello. Me. Bella."
"Great! We will get along just fine!" He ruffled my hair and walked away.

Suddenly, a tiny object whizzed past me, whacking Emmett square on his head. He stumbled forward, fell down a small flight of stairs and landed flat on his face, groaning loudly. Alice erupted in laughter, her face smug, ignoring Esme's reprimanding. I ran towards the kitchen to get an ice-pack for Emmett.

When I got back to the bottom of the stairs, Emmett was still lying there.
"Hey…Emmett?" He groaned.
"I got you an ice-pack."
I held out my hand to help him up, but his sheer mass made me fall down backwards, with Emmett landing on top of me.
"Eeck." I squeaked "Emmett…"
Suddenly, Emmett's weight was lifted off me. I got up slowly, stretching my squashed limbs. I saw a retreating figure, with startlingly beautiful bronze hair.
"Oh dear! "
Esme came rushing over. Alice stood behind her, looking smug, but I could see a trace of worry in her eyes. I was still in shock. Who was that? Who was that, the person with the beautiful hair?

*

After all the chaos was over and Emmett and I were playing Guitar Heroes, I said to nobody in particular,

"Hey guys? Who was the boy with the bronze hair?"
Esme answered.
"That is Edward, dear." There was a small pause, which was filled with Emmett groaning; he had lost the game.
"Um, why isn't he downstairs with us?" I asked Esme. I was curious about the bronze-haired angel.
"Well… he likes to keep himself to himself."
"Why?"
"He had an abusive family, Bella."
"Oh. I'm sorry."
"Don't worry sweetie, you weren't to know."

*

I lay on my bed, staring at my ceiling absent-mindedly. I got up slowly and walked over to the window. Oh, how wonderful! It was raining! I loved the rain; it washed away my fears, my pains; it left me feeling peaceful.

I crept outside and closed the door quietly behind me. I walked down to the wet grass and gave a sigh of contentment. I sat down on the wet grass, running my fingers though the grass and flowers around me. I tilted my head back, letting the water drip onto my face. I laughed at the wonderful feeling of freedom and peace.

I lay down, my arms spread out across the ground, laughing happily. I got up and started to prance around. I bet that I looked extremely retarded. I didn't care. It just felt so good.
I didn't notice the muddy puddle, but then it was too late and I was flying through the air, landing face-first into the brown, muddy puddle.

I lay there, spread-eagled, feeling like a total fool. I jumped up and shook my face, spluttering as the muddy water entered my mouth. Nice.
I felt like a complete witch, with my muddy face and my hair sticking up in all directions.
I messed my hair up a bit more. I danced angrily, my movements big and fast.
I knew I was being ridiculous, but I didn't care. I came to a halt at the bottom of the garden and pouted angrily at myself. I felt like an idiot, standing in the rain, with my clothes and hair drenched.

Edward POV

I lay on my bed, listening to my music, deep in thought. Ah. I looked out of the window. It's raining… I got up and walked over to the window. I saw a beautiful brunette creeping out into the rain. I instantly recognised the face as the girl Emmett had squished earlier. Her face was priceless. I chuckled. My eyes widened. Wow. This was the first time I had done that in years. I wonder what the girl's name was. Oh yes. Isabella. I watched her as she danced gracefully across the lawn, laughing and giggling. Oh. She was heading straight for a huge muddy puddle! I reached out to her to prevent her falling. It was an automatic reflex movement. Then I realised that she was outside, and I drew my arm back. She didn't notice the puddle and fell face-first into it. She jumped up with an annoyed expression on her face. Her face was muddy, but was still so adorable. I laughed. OH MY GOD! I realized that I had laughed for a second time! I was having a great day!

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that Bella had started thrown herself around the garden, dancing angrily with big, fast movements. She came to a halt at the bottom of the garden, an adorable pout on her face. After her little tantrum, she made her way back up to the house. She wore a relaxed expression on her face as she skipped up the path. She was so carefree. I watched her the entire time, waiting for her to fall, or throw another tantrum.

Then she was gone, and all the adrenaline from watching in anticipation to what would happen to her next left me. I suddenly felt how tired I was and slumped tiredly into my bed. I wearily pulled off my
IPod and was drifting off the sleep…
"Arrgh……"
Then there was silence. My head snapped up and I looked around.
"Ummm…..Argh…."
The sound left as quickly as it came. Curiosity got the better of me and I walked out of my room. I looked searchingly into the darkness.
"ARGH!!"
W. O. W . What was going on? The sound seemed to be coming from the room next to mine. I opened door silently and my eyes bulged at what I saw.
Bella was lying on the bed, wearing nothing but a really thin tank top and knickers.
Her brow was creased as she moaned again. She was sprawled across the bed, her bed-sheets twisted around her body, a thin sheen of sweat covered her forehead. Suddenly, the crease in her brow smoothed out, and her whole body relaxed. A small smile played contentedly across her lips. My eyes involuntarily trailed down and became fixed on something very interesting…