So I'm kinda if-y about this chapter but I really wanted to post something. I'm not one for angst so this was stepping out of my comfort zone, but either way I hope you like it and please tell me your thoughts. Good? Bad? None of the above? Don't really care?

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In other news: Fanfiction has been acting like an annoying little brother, not letting you get any work done. I kept getting an error message every time I went to update. Thankfully I had some help from JadenRain and she told me what to do. Thank you girl!

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Lil' Miss

Bella walked into the classroom wordlessly, her eyes holding a look of complete exhaustion than what was normal for the girl in the middle of the day. Somehow over the course of walking away from Angela to give her much needed space and walking to her next class, Bella had suddenly felt sick to her stomach and her skull had begun pulsing sporadically, she wasn't in the mood for any human interaction right now. The thought of actually communicating verbally with another human being made the brunette grimace and the pain in her head only increased once she scrunched her face up. It goes without saying that today really sucked. She was already planning something in her head to say to Charlie; maybe get him to order a pizza for dinner instead of her having to prepare a meal so she could take a nap once she got figured she could write a note and put it on the pack of beer in the fridge. That way she wouldn't have to wake up and explain herself only to drag herself back to bed.

Ignoring the teacher when he called her name, Bella slumped in her seat and sighed tiredly, carefully laying her throbbing head on her folded arms. She felt like crap. There was no sugar coating it. She wasn't heartless; she knew what leaving would do to Charlie and Ang's sister. She didn't even like her own idea. She hated it actually, but what choice did they have? They were on their own. No one else knew of their situation and honestly…who would believe them? She didn't even want to believe it.

Bella felt the urge to run her fingers through her hair in irritation but didn't want to provoke her migraine further. Shifting her arms slightly without moving her head much, Bella peered up at the clock on the wall. There was only a few minutes left before the bell would ring to signal the end of lunch. She wondered briefly if Angela would actually show up to their shared classes today or would she instead avoid her like the plague. It was agony feeling like she was losing her best friend, that they weren't the united duo that they were every time they walked the halls together, elbows locked and laughing at something the other had said. She missed her and Bella couldn't help but feel like maybe this would tear them both down the middle so badly that there would be no chance of ever putting them back together exactly the way they were before. When was that again? It felt like so long ago. It seemed only yesterday that they were discussing Jessica's disturbing new obsession with Justin Beiber as they both did their homework and ate Doritos on Angela's bed spread. It feels like only yesterday that Bella first walked through those double doors for the very first time. Bella had been the new addition to Forks High this year. The talk of the town and she hated it. It wasn't so much the curious stares or the hushed whispers that followed her after she'd enter a room, it was more so that no one had come up to her because they genuinely wanted to get to know her. They much preferred to have their discussions about her after she had already walked passed them, coming up with their own interpretations of her without substantial knowledge to back anything up. She was gossip. A juicy conversation starter. Though any conversations she may have had were infrequent between Bella and her new peers for the first few days. The few being when Mike Newton or Eric Yorkie or any other teenage male came up to her to shamelessly flirt with the new girl. Not even a 'how are you' or 'what kind of music do you like to listen to'. Just horrible pick up lines and shoddy punch lines that made Bella inwardly gag. But then Angela happened. The girl had been sick during Bella's first days and while she was walking from her English class to get something from her locker, it was then that she ran into Bella for the first time…literally.

"Oh crap— are you okay," Angela asked the brunette who was sprawled awkwardly on the floor, clutching her head. Angela bent down and began collecting the few scattered papers and the girl's iPod from the floor. "Here ya go. I'm really sorry about that by the way." Angela gave the unfamiliar girl an apologetic look and offered her hand to the girl to help her up.

The girl stood and gave Angela a small smile. "Thanks and it's no big. Stuff like that happens to me all the time."

Angela raised an eyebrow. "What? Falling on your ass or having the wind knocked out of you by a complete stranger?" She said smiling playfully.

The girl shrugged with a grin and said simply like it was no big deal, "Both."

Angela couldn't help but giggle softly at the girl's nonchalance and instantly liked her for some reason.

"Angela Webber." She said holding out her hand.

"Bella. Bella Swan." She smiled.

News of the girls' quick friendship spread through the school like wild fire. It seemed like everyone suddenly wanted a piece of the fresh meat on campus as questions were thrown at the brunette left and right and she could barely keep up with it all. She definitely wasn't in Phoenix anymore. Of course, she would politely answer what she could but mostly kept to herself, only giving simple nonspecific answers that only furthered her mystery and the students' desperate need to know every detail about her life. It was hell and Angela could tell. She had been the buffer when things were getting hairy and she never failed to swoop in and save the day when Bella needed it. Immediately ceasing everyone else's questions and calming Bella instantly. Bella was incredibly grateful to have her new friend there to help but it didn't help the rumors that had circulated later on about them both. Over the next week after fate had collided them both together, Bella had become very protective of Angela, and vice versa. Bella had never been a scary person and she wasn't physically intimidating either, but mess with Angela and it was a guarantee that you'd wish you hadn't. She cared for Angela and she'd do just about anything as long as it meant her friend's safety. She's already proven that. But did Angela feel the same? Would Angela abandon her and leave her in the dust? Bella mentally scoffed. Angela wouldn't do that to her. Bella was going through the same thing she was, they should be sticking together, not blaming the other. The brunette sighed. Her life was getting increasingly complicated as of late. Looking away from the wall, the she noticed the teacher giving her a worried glance but didn't question her and for that she was grateful. She strained her eyes to focus as she felt the world spinning on its axis. Okay whoa.

Ugh. I feel like I'm going to upchuck my nonexistent lunch. Can this day possibly get any worse?

The sound of the bell ringing filled the once silent classroom, making her head feel like it was actually splitting in two. It was like life was having a cruel laugh at her expense. Students began shuffling in a few minutes later, carrying on meaningless conversations as they took their seats. Bella only buried her face deeper into her arms.

"What's wrong with you?" a nasally voice asked. Bella mentally cursed her horrible luck. Only Jessica would pick this time to show up and make everything even more splendid.

"Nothing. Headache." Bella answered shortly. Jessica seemed either unfazed by the girl's tone or hadn't noticed.

"So like, where's Angela? Don't you guys usually ditch us to go make out or something?" Jessica asked with an air of nonchalance as she inspected her nails. Bella knew better though. The girls weren't entirely certain but they both had strong gut feelings that Jessica had a major crush on one of them, but seeing as the girl's poorly veiled snide comments were said when both brunettes were present, they could never determine which one the blonde had a thing for. They only knew that she was really jealous of one of them, which didn't help Bella in the slightest as she found herself alone with the girl.

"Nope. No lip locking today. Angela's not feeling too well and I have an unforgiving headache, which only served to kill the mood." Bella said straight faced. She noticed Jessica's eye twitch and held back a smirk, choosing to turn back into her own arms as her way of ignoring the blonde. Jessica wouldn't have it though and started ranting about all the gossip she overheard when she was in the office. Bella quickly learned that listening to Jessica talk was worse than any grating noise or

"Blah blah new student…blah blah blah transfer…blah blah weird ass bitch –"

Bella of course tuned her out.

"Blah? Blah blah. Hello BLAH!" A sharp dig at her side made her flinch and hiss at the swift motion that her head did not seem to appreciate at all.

"What?" Bella muffled grumpily into her arms, not lifting her head.

"Did you hear anything I just said?" Jessica huffed.

No.

"Uh new student or whatever." Bella offered offhandedly. She honestly didn't care but Jessica beamed anyway and resumed her previous rant about something or other. Bella mentally checked out again.

"Blah blah. Blah blah blah, blah blah –oh my god what is she doing here?" Jessica whispered harshly. Bella couldn't tell if she was speaking to Bella directly or was merely talking out loud to hear her own voice again but was only half curious about whom Jessica was talking trash about. Bella tuned out of Jessica's biting comments of the mystery girl's clothes and listened as her teacher talked pleasantly with someone.

"Ms Swan? Would you please raise your hand for me?" Bella sighed but idly lifted an arm in the air. Why couldn't people just leave her alone? Didn't they know that the universal sign for 'I really don't care about what's happening right now' is to lay your head on the desk and ignore the world? There was a pause and then the sound of gentle clicks on the floor reached the brunettes ears and Bella only hoped that this girl wouldn't want to talk to her today. The girl was probably going to think she was a bitch but Bella couldn't really find it in herself to care. She heard whispering from the other students and figured that they were probably talking about Forks High's new arrival. Poor girl. She was going to get a lot of attention whether she was ready for it or not.

She barely registered the seat next to her being pulled out and gently pulled back in as she continued to lie uselessly on the desk. Her temples felt like they were caving in as the little angry men that lived in her head continued to hammer on the walls of her skull. Bella groaned softly when the sound of someone dropping their text book on the hard ground hit her ears. She was sure that no one heard her thankfully. Her ears were ringing loudly and the steadying pressure between her eyes only magnified.

"Are you alright?" A voice that sounded like blowing wind chimes asked softly. She felt cool air blow against her ear and shivered at the sensations that exploded in her spine and belly. Bella slowly moved her hand from under her arm, being careful not to jostle her arms too much and stuck her thumb in the air as her answer. There was silence. Bella assumed that the girl had just accepted her noncommittal answer and would leave her be. Minutes passed in silence as the teacher began going over the finer points of the lesson that they were going to start today. She had hoped that resting her head would help abate the pain somewhat but it seemed to only be getting worse.

"I don't mean to be rude or anything but are you sure you're feeling alright?" Bella resisted the urge to whimper at the other girls concern because she was honestly unsure. She felt cold and she was finding it hard to breathe. Something was wrong. Bella did her best to focus and calm herself but she was finding it difficult to single a string of thoughts together. She attempted to mentally assess her person and found something that managed to kick all the remaining air out of her lungs: her leg was numb; not just her bum knee but her entire right leg. Something was very wrong. What was happening to her? This can't just be stress, could it? That would have explained the headache but then why couldn't she feel her fucking leg? Something's not right. Panic seemed to seep coldly into her bones and almost jumped out of her skin when she felt a small hand gently rest on her arm.

"Do you need to go to the Nurse?" The girl asked. Bella wasn't really sure how to respond without moving her head and nodding her answer. She paused.

"Yes," she whimpered weakly, feeling pathetic for having to admit that loud enough for the girl to hear but also to a perfect stranger no less. The girl gave her arm a reassuring squeeze before the hand was no longer there. Bella waited for more of a helpful response then that but none came until she felt someone tapping softly on her shoulder.

"I already informed the teacher. If it's alright with you, I'm going to escort you to the nurse's station." The girl whispered gently in her ear. Bella wondered fleetingly if she would be able to stand with out passing out but mentally shrugged it off. She needed to deal. It was a simple task. Get to the Nurse and maybe rest for a bit then go home. It was simple. Or it would have been had Bella not tried to stand and nearly fallen over as soon as she was on both feet. Strong arms caught her before she could topple over her chair, holding her close.

"How about you let me do most of the walking, okay?" Bella could only nod once. She couldn't find it in herself to refuse her help. She was practically dead on her feet and avoiding another accident today seemed like the wisest choice she had ever heard in her life. She couldn't even register that her feet were moving until everything stopped for the briefest moment and then seemed to rush backso quickly that it made her head feel like it was literally spinning on her shoulders and she nearly toppled to the floor.

"Whoa there. Okay, I guess we'll stop for a bit." The voice was surprisingly soothing and Bella smiled slowly in her delirium. "You're expression is confusing me by the way." She added with a confused frown. Bella didn't know where she was or who was talking to her but as long as the voice didn't stop none of it seemed to matter to her.

"I really think that we should get you to the nurse now." The girl said after a few minutes of silently leaning against the row of lockers. Bella's eyes had become unfocused as she stared at nothing. "Can you hear what I'm saying to you?" Bella didn't answer.

"Hellooooo?" The girl swept her hand like a metronome in front of the brunette's face. Nothing. "Please say something, Isabella." She pleaded gently.

Hearing her full name did the trick. "Wha – " Bella blinked slowly.

The girl smiled. "I think it would benefit you greatly if we began walking to the nurse again. Whataya say?" She said sweetly and Bella softly hummed in agreement only half catching what the apparently shorter girl had said. The brunette wasn't really sure what was happening and for that she knew she should have been panicking but she honestly felt too exhausted to worry. Bella was mostly being carried by the smaller girl as they both entered the same office building that Bella had seen so much of during the school year and just this morning. Bella could vaguely make out a brief conversation the girl had had on her cell phone before they had made it into the office. Something about meeting the girl up front …or something? Bella wasn't certain. God her head hated her today. Bella groaned miserably when they walked in; clutching the side of her head with one hand as her other arm was slung heavily over the girl's shoulders, the shorter girl's arm wrapped securely around her middle.

"Oh my goodness. What happened?" Came a familiar voice. Bella hadn't opened her eyes since they had left the classroom as she found everything suddenly so bright.

Why must you melt my corneas with your evil light beams? Why?

Bella groaned as she was slowly led to a back room with two cots pushed to the opposite ends of the room. Cold fingers flexed on her hip as she teetered a little once they stopped. She felt drunk and not the good kind of drunk either. Everything was spinning and lurching about that Bella couldn't grasp what was solid and constant, her equilibrium completely shot to hell. She felt sick.

"My, my, well aren't you a busy bee." Esme smiled warmly at the brunette as she took Bella in her arms and gently laid her in the cot. Bella was so out of it she didn't even question how the woman managed to lift her in the air like she was a sack of feathers.

"How are you feeling sweetheart?" Esme asked concernedly. Bella rolled her head to look at her.

"Like sh…uh crap. I feel like crap." Bella hastily answered. Esme smiled softly down at her and grabbed a pillow and blanket from the closet and draped the cloth on her body and lifted her head ever so gently like she was the most fragile thing in the world and then rested it back down softly on the newly fluffed pillow that she had placed there.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome dear. So I was told that you were suffering from a headache." Esme stated.

"Yeah, its weird. I rarely ever get migraines but this one seems…I don't know…different." Bella replied with droopy eyes.

"Different how?" The woman asked curiously, tilting her head to the side a bit.

"I don't know just…" Bella trailed off and blinked slowly. She knew she wouldn't last much longer.

"Its fine, sweetheart. Just rest for the time being and I'll check up on you in a little while." Before she could turn to leave a pale hand shot out and gripped her wrist. Esme looked at her.

"There's something else actually." She blinked again. "I can't feel my leg." She said, her voice wavered at the end.

Esme frowned deeply and opened her mouth to speak when the office doors burst open. Esme stood quickly, told Bella to stay where she was and that she would return shortly and glided out of the room. Not even a minute later a statuesque blonde woman came into the room, her amber eyes scanning every detail of the room instantly. Her eyes flickered to Bella's half lidded ones and then looked away. That's when Bella noticed what the woman had cradled gently in her arms. A mass of curly chocolate air and tan skin was all Bella could make out in her haze before a glitter of something from the girl's dangling arm caught her eye. Her index and middle fingers sparkled as the light caught it and Bella instantly knew who was in her arms, already leaping from the bed, not caring that she only had one mobile leg.

"Angela! Oh my god what happened?" Bella was frantic and swept her eyes everywhere for any obvious injuries. Bella reached her hand out to the girl but hesitated when she saw the blonde hold Angela even closer to her body, glaring menacingly at her.

"Don't touch her!" She growled. Bella's eyes widened as she gaped at her. The only thing she could do was stand there in shock as the defensive blonde scowled at her while she slowly backed out of the room.

"Rosalie what are you doing?" Esme inquired from behind the blonde, blocking her from leaving.

That's what I'd like to know?

"She was going to take her away—she can't have her!" She snarled lowly and Bella swore she saw her eyes flash.

What the fuck is this chick on?

"No one is going to take anyone away sweetie. Bella is Angela's friend. She wouldn't hurt her. Now…why don't you put her down on the cot so I can look her over to see how she's fairing?" Esme reassured gently.

The blonde hesitated for a moment, her eyes never leaving Bella's as she sauntered further into the room and placed the girl gently on the bed carefully. Bella didn't miss when the blonde tucked a piece of loose hair behind her best friend's ear either. She lifted an eyebrow.

Um…okay.

"Whazzz…goin…on?" All eyes shot to the sleepy looking brunette as she rubbed her eye with a fist adorably.

"Ang…fuck you scared me. Are you okay? Does it hurt? What hurts?" Bella rushed out as she gripped the other girl's hands.

"At least let her breathe her own air, moron." Rosalie snapped. Bella glared at the blonde.

"Um can everyone just shut up right now? I feel like…I'm gonna hurl." Angela grimaced and wrapped an arm tightly around her mid section as Bella paled instantly and stumbled backwards. Esme steadied the girl and rubbed her back as she led her back to the cot.

"Let's get you back in bed dear. You shouldn't be on your feet right now."

"I don't feel so good." Bella mumbled miserably and clutched her stomach, mirroring Angela.

"This is why we need to get you in bed right away." Esme said, guiding the girl under the thin blanket.

Both girls groaned simultaneously, wrapping their arms around themselves.

"It…h-hurts." Bella choked out.

"Shit." Angela winced, her arms constricting around herself even tighter as hot bursts of pain rocketed up her spinal cord and shot straight down to her stomach like a hammer and bell carnival game.

"Esme what's happening to them?" The girl that had helped Bella asked.

"I wish I knew Alice." She whispered brokenly as she watched on helplessly.

"Well do someth—" A blood curdling scream echoed through the room as both girls writhed in pain. No one knew what to do as they stood there powerless to make it all stop. Tears held firmly in every honey colored eye.

It was ten agonizing minutes for all occupants in the room until everything suddenly stopped.

Only the sound of heavy breathing and slight wheezes filled the silence.

"Is-is it…over?" Bella panted.

Angela didn't answer her as she caught her breath.

"I t-think so…"Angela paused and without warning bent over the side of the cot and emptied her stomach on the dirty tile. Black essence coated her lips and dripped down her chin.

"What the fu—" Bella was cut off as she doubled over and wretched over the side as well, black slime jetting out of her mouth and bathed the floor until she passed out. Angela followed not even a second after.

…

Rosalie's eyes widened as she watched Angela fall limp on her side.

"Okay what the fuck just happened?" She asked quietly. Alice didn't answer as her gaze rested solely on the unconscious brunette in the other cot.

"I haven't a blasted clue." Alice grumbled as her eyes narrowed on the black mess on the floor.

But she was going to find out.

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