THANK YOU FOR ALL THE REVIEWS. i will try to explain more of the plot soon, but i am really bust at the moment. My family and i are are travelling to LA soon so i have to pack and haven't really had time to write. Keep reviewing :)

The rest of the day up until lunch passed as expected. A lot of staring, whispering and don't forget the rumors. Jessica definitely had turned my departure into her gain, helping her rise up the social ladder. From the whispers around me, I was able to deduce that she played the 'distressed friend' and told of how I left her and Edward for no apparent reason, and they bonded in my absence. Every single person remembered me, or rather everyone knew of me, and the question on everyone's lips was how I would react about 'IT' and Edward together. Maybe they were right to be worried.

As fourth period calculus finished and the impending doom of lunch approached, I found myself looking down to the all to familiar black spikes of my best friend, Alice Cullen, and her arms around my waist. "BELLA! I can't believe you come back to this hell and NOT come seek out moi!" This is what I love about my little pixie. I had spoken to her as I had waited to board my plane from Phoenix, but she still acted as if my appearance was the most exciting thing that had happened.

"Ally, you know you were first person I wanted to see. I was late to school so had to go straight to music and the first face I just happened to see just happened to be your charming brother. Care to explain why I wasn't informed him and Jessica were still dating?"

"Oh Bellyboo don't be like that. His majesty doesn't really do the 'dating' thing since you left. It's more like a casual thing ALL THE TIME. He gets a girl and soon gets bored of her, and moves on to the next. Jessica likes to call him her boyfriend but its more like when he gets too bored, he goes back to her and all is forgiven or something." Another reason she is my best friend. She doesn't hold back details, knowing that I would rather the whole truth, no matter the ramifications it held.

"It's okay my dear Alice. The man whore can date who ever he wants. Just know this, I came back here for many reasons, one of which is that I plan to show everyone who they really are. No-one but you know the real reason I left do they? Well it's high time they found out."

With this, I linked my arm through hers and lead the ways to the cafeteria, laughing all the way.

"So then I walked into his room because I just know he stole my Versace sunglasses and guess what I found! My brother is sooo still in love with you. He had I photo of you under his mattress, and you know what that means. Jessica and his other slurries aren't doing anything for him, and he still relies on a picture of you in a bathing suit to do it!" Personally I thought Alice was losing it, but before I could protest, she had lead me thorough a crowded room towards the very table that we used to sit at back when I was in Forks. It was still heavily populated with 'populars' , but they were all cut from my mind as I saw the very faces I had come to humiliate; Jessica Stanley and Edward Cullen.

FLASHBACK

The tears slowly fell from my face into the open suitcase on my bed, as I stood contemplating whether I was strong enough to take a piece of Edward with me on my move to Phoenix. It wasn't a big thing, just a photograph of Edward, Alice and I from the spring dance. Alice had done her magic and I was transformed into something out of a Jane Austen novel, with flowing chocolate curls and a classic style dress. In the photograph I stood smiling with Edward and his pixie-like sibling, kissing either side of my face. It was one of the happiest nights of my life. That photograph, and many more, had changed my mind about leaving many times, but the brutal memory of Edward's hand up one of my best friends skirts, quickly righted it again. With a final glance at my happy and carefree smile, I placed the picture where it belonged, in my suitcase, and walked away from the place I used to call my room.

Walking down the stairs with my case, I concentrated on not tripping and breaking my leg, ignoring the sad look on my fathers face and the pictures of happy families that lined the staircase. That was probably the worst thing I could have done. As I reached the bottom stair, I saw a familiar shade of hair sticking up from in front of the love seat. It was the hair of a Mr. Edward Anthony Cullen. As soon as I had told my mother that I decided to move with her, I refused to explain the sudden cause of my decision and so my parents knew nothing of Edwards betrayal and I wanted to leave Edward, not have him killed.

"Bells I…" Edward started but I held my head high and motioned to the front porch, a fake smile lit upon my face. A smile that left my face as soon as he started speaking. "Bella, thank you for talking to me. I tried to call you, but you didn't answer me or even Alice. She worried about you. We both are." Even his voice sounded sincere but I couldn't bring myself to trust anything from him, so I answered him with a question. "Why Edward? Wasn't I good enough for you? I loved you so much and you were just playing with me to get with my best friend? "

"No Bella it wasn't like that! Jess and I were just… um practicing for the school play. She means nothing to me. It's me and you forever remember?"

"Edward do you remember the spring dance? When you dropped me home and whispered in my ear that you loved me from the first time you saw me and never wanted to lose me? I wish those words were true. I will always love you to some extent, but I need to leave before you break my heart beyond repair." And with that I kissed his cheek, my lips lingering for a few seconds and walked away, collapsing on the closed doorframe and let the tears I had held back fall down my face.

END FLASHBACK