A/N: I am such an idiot. -facepalm- I only just realized that people left reviews with links to fucktastic videos. I apologize for being Faily McFailstein. Hence, here is the link to be used only at the second part. I couldn't find any to fit the first half. And to JayLynn-wrtngdncr (I hope I spelled that right), thanks for the suggestions. I love them and I know Bond is definitely going to be used.

Http:// www . youtube . com / watch ? v = nn0RSAc9MF8&feature = related

Bella sighed as she paused to check herself in the mirror. It was Tuesday, and despite her attempted, albeit silent, protests, she was going to school along with Emmett, Rosalie, Alice, Jasper and Edward. Oh, joy.

Esme seemed the only fairly polite person in the family. Even the good doctor hadn't spoken more than five words to her. She dreaded actually going to school with them. Bella bit her lip and tugged at the hem of her electric blue sweater.

Despite popular misconceptions, Bella wasn't one of those gothic, black-loving girls. She liked colour as much as the next person. She simply tended to turn to darker colours because she prefered to blend in. Esme had picked out her clothes, though, and she was determined to be nice to Esme until Madeleine found a permanent foster home for her.

"Bella," Esme called as she went down the staircase. "You should bring your violin. They're looking for people to play in the annual concert."

How the fuck had she known Bella played? She didn't want to contradict Esme by telling her she didn't play in public, so she simply gritted her teeth and retraced her steps up, grabbing her black violin case and rushing down.

Bella didn't like to be ordered around.

She exhaled as she burst outside, halting abruptly when she realized she had no way to get to school. She fidgeted for a moment before noticing the Volvo...

...and Edward's head sticking out of it.

She huffed softly as he beckoned to her like a dog. She had no choice but to go to him, though, as he clearly knew. He looked up at her. "Get in," he said roughly.

Orders again.

Bella curled her toes in her sneakers, trembling slightly but not moving otherwise. She noticed Alice riding shotgun, so she climbed into the backseat, keeping her cool as Alice made some nasty comment about her lack of grace.

She could remain emotionless as long as nobody ordered her around.

"Keep that thing off my seats," Edward said sharply. It took Bella a moment to realize he was speaking to Alice, and sagged in relief that she wouldn't have to balance her violin case on the ground.

Bella turned to watch the scenery flash past.

First day of school, here I come.

~X~

"Jacob..."

Bella blinked, her eyelids fluttering. Had she imagined the sound? She got up and slowly walked out and into the hallway, stopping when she reached the staircase.

"Yes...Jacob..."

Was that her mother? Who was Jacob? What was Renee doing with Jacob?

Bella shifted her weight from toe to toe, wondering if she should go and check but positive she wouldn't like whatever she saw. Charlie was working late tonight; otherwise Bella would have turned to him for help. As it was, Charlie wasn't home, so she warily stuck her head around the corner.

"Jacob...you have to...ugh...leave..."

"No..." Bella whispered, her eyes wide as she hastily retreated to her room. This couldn't be happening. She would wake up and everything would be alright. This must be a dream. It had to be. Bella threw herself onto the bed and sobbed, rubbing her eyes harshly.

What has been seen cannot be unseen.

And now Bella had to live with what had been printed into her mind forever.