Okay, I know sixty years onward MAC is going to have some pretty awesome products, but body shimmer that glitters like this? I don't think so!

"Ow, Bella that's so bright!" Beth whimpered.

"Oh my God…" I breathed. The flashlight fell from my hand and landed on the floor, the beam hitting the ceiling.
"You… you… you're glittering!"

"What? Oh, err… that's just body glitter. You know how Napoleon Perdis is now a days. Nothing ever works unless it solar activated." Her quick response was followed by a nervous giggle.
"So freak black-out 'ey?" She said, making an attempt to change the topic.

I glowered at her from above.

She got up from her seat, bent down, flicked the switch off on the light then slowly arose and placed the light in my hand. She smiled sweetly then sat back down in her chair, twiddling her thumbs.

I didn't care how innocent she seemed. Something was wrong here.

The last time I saw someone shimmer like that and truly amaze me was sixty years ago.

The image wouldn't fade away from my mind. She looked as if millions of diamonds had been indented into her skin.

Just as if she were a Vampire.

But, how was it I could smell her scent from a mile away? The warm, spicy scent of her blood.

Sure vampires had blood in them, but they never smelt this good before?

The lights above us flickered on and all the appliances began hovering again.

"There we are girls!" The secretary greeted chirpily, barging through the door. "Lights are all back on. Apparently some mouse had gotten to the wires again, so Principal Hale activated the emergency power. Bella dear? You're awake? How's your head?"

The throbbing in my head had vanished as suddenly as it had come around. But that wasn't what had caught my attention.

"Principal Hale?" I questioned, ignoring her question.

"Yes dear? Haven't you met her yet?"

I shook my head in response.

"Oh well she's a lovely women." She smiled, then turned hastily on her heel and sat back down at her desk murmuring to herself ever so quietly, "Lovely on the outside that is."

Yes Hale was a very common name, but, the principal couldn't possibly be… Rosalie could it?

I hadn't spoken to her in years after our last fallout. She demanded Reneesme come live with her in France for a year while she opened her new clothing line. I reminded her just who Reneesme's mother was and she left in a flash to catch the next plane.

At the time I'd thought Reneesme was out with Jacob but it turned out she was hiding in Rosalie's convertible. Rosalie had managed to get to the airport without Edward or me aware that Reneesme was with her. That was until Jacob turned up at our house, asking if Nessie could come out to play.

Edward and I were shocked. Yes we knew Rosalie would do anything for a child, but to drag ours away from us? For a year? That was low, even for her.

And that was the last I saw of her for decades. Not to mention Emmett who was dragged along with her.

Reneesme had refused to talk to me for weeks after that incident. She got over it though when Alice finally let her drive the Porsche.

Speaking of Alice, she poured her heart out over some shoe convention in Milan a few months ago and was on the next flight there within the hour. Obviously she had become absorbed the in spectacular-ness of it all so I got nightly calls from her gushing over the wonderful styles coming into fashion.

Maybe if I'd listened to her I wouldn't be wearing a fluro green jumpsuit in a crowd of trashy prom dresses!

"Are you okay?" The secretary asked me.

"Sure I'm fine." I replied shaking myself out of the daze. "Can I see the principal?" I asked.

"I don't think so… What's the matter? I'm sure I can help you."

"No, it's fine. I'm feeling better now; I think I'll just go to class." I responded.

Beth had kept her head down the entire time, but I could see her squirm in anxiousness. She was probably pleased I was about to leave.

I was half way out the door when the secretary called out; "But you're timetable!"

I snatched it out of her hand and ran out the door.

I'd have to deal with Beth later.

Right now I had a theory that needed to be proved.

"Odd girl, isn't she?" She murmured to Beth, as soon as I was out the door.

***

If I could remember conspicuously, the Principals office was somewhere near the science labs.

How dare Rosalie come back to Forks?

She'd disappointed the entire family copiously. After trying to steal Reneesme from Edward and me, neither of us wanted to talk to her again.

And for her to turn up now? When we'd all finally moved on?

She was going down.

I scurried through the crowds of students, who'd just escaped first period.

"Bella?" The familiar voice of my husband called from afar. I ignored him and made my way through the crowds, slowly.

I didn't want to attract attention and run through them all.

"Bella." Edward called exasperated. "What's the matter with you?" In a flash he stood by me side gently entwining our hands together.

A few girls caught the corner of my eye, swooning over Edward. They didn't bother me right now though. After all a few guys were tripping over each other to get a good look at me.

"Have you heard?" I asked meekly.

He shook his head as if to say I don't understand.

"Principal Hale rules this school now."

"Bella, Hale is a very common surname." I broke from his clutch and went on my way.

He didn't get the incentive and continued to trail me.

***

"This is it." I said to myself more than Edward.

"Prepare to be disappointed." He added in.

We both stood in front of a large chestnut door with the words Principal Hale inscribed across.

Deeply I breathed and turned the knob.

In the room a tall women had her back to us. Her short brown bob had been styled to be shorter at the back than at the front. Overall she was a tad larger than Rosalie would have been.

"Told you so." Edward smirked.

I was too overjoyed to hit him so I took his hand in mine and began to walk away.

Then that voice called us.

"Excuse me? What's the matter? No knocking or anything, you can't come barging into my office."

Her voice was like a songbird whistling its tune, even though she was yelling at us.

Edward and I turned around to face her.

It was Rosalie. A fatter, brunette Rosalie.

"You have got to be kidding me." She growled.

"Told you so." I barely whispered to Edward.