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Day 1

The dream started out like any other. I was in the forest. Jogging and tripping constantly, trying to find the one and only thing that mattered to me. But, every step I took, every where I looked, I got more frantic. For he was not there. My step got faster, causing me to trip more; my calls louder and more frenzied.

"Edward! Edward where are you?" My voice was getting hoarser with each word.

Suddenly a bright light flashed across the sky, lighting up the once dark forest. It lasted but only a second and then it was gone.

My curiosity flared. What was this bright thing? I wanted to know, so changing my course I headed back the way I came. Was it a shooting star? A rocket? An alien space craft? None of them seemed to fight.

It wasn't long before I came to a spot where there were no longer any trees. Just stubbles of what they might have been. The ground was darker here. Brown, almost black covered in charcoal and other rock particles. This was strange.

Making the mistake I stepped on the rough, black stuff. Ow! It was steaming hot. Not good.

Sliding my other foot, I stepped on a slab of ground, not so dark. Then I did the same with the next foot. I did this until I came across a thing, bigger than a truck by far. Maybe the size of a football field even. It was crisp, and steaming with smoke.

I knew what it was immediately. The asteroids everyone was talking about.

A defining high pitch distracted me from my realization, bringing me back to reality. A chunk of the asteroid fell off. Flying, soaring towards me.

I screamed…

All of a sudden I was back in my room. The normality of it all laughing in my face. It had all seemed so real. But no. It couldn't be. Could it?

Sighing I got up. It was already six o'clock. School started at eight. Maybe Charlie would like a homemade breakfast today. Eggs sounded good. They were easy to make.

Once I was dressed and ready to go, I stumbled my way into the kitchen. Odd, I thought. There were two blue, plastic containers full to the brim with stuff on the counter. I looked around to make sure no one was around. A funny thing to do considering Charlie was the only other person here.

The sound of my feet hitting the chilly floor seemed to be louder than normal. The feeling of being watched was to the point of unbearable. I poked a look at the containers. Both of them had water in them; food, clothes, maps, and other essentials. At the top of one was a news paper. The headline: Asteroids! What to prepare for.

Of course! I had been right when I thought Charlie was nervous. He was taking the asteroids seriously. My stomach heaved. This was like a bad soup opera. Didn't anyone else remember the year 2000? Nothing happened then, nothing would happen now.

I headed off to school forgetting about making Charlie breakfast.

School went by rather uneventfully. There was new gossip about the possible asteroids. Apparently more people were worried about them than I thought. But they were humans, and humans tended to get excited easily.-

You're a human too. Why aren't you like them? Part of my brain wondered aloud.

It's because she's a freak. Another part said.

Or maybe she's just smarter than some. I smaller voice than the other two answered.

I couldn't believe it. I'm talking to myself now too. What else could go wrong?

You'll get used to it. All three snickered. I groaned in response.

-I heard Ray Simons, a freshman, telling his friends that his mom was packing away things they might need if the asteroids were to his, such as water, food, and flashlights. I sighed at that. She wasn't the only one.

Even Angela brought it up once on our way to trig. "What do you think about the asteroids?" She had asked.

I think we shouldn't worry about them. It's probably just some spoof."

"I'm glad I'm not the only one to think that." We didn't talk about it for the rest of the day. For which I was eternally grateful.

In history we read about the mass extinction in the Precambrian era. At that I heard Angela snort. We were supposed to be learning about World War 1. It's funny how some people will act.

That was my day, and I couldn't have been more excited to go home to the peace and quiet. Where I didn't have to listen to anyone jabber on. But I still had one more job to handle. Today I had promised myself I'd go see Jacob.

The little red house came into view shortly after I had left the school. It didn't look as sunny as it had the last time I'd seen it, but that was because last time Jake had been around.

Suddenly I didn't feel so sure about this. It was destined for disaster. Still I parked my truck. The curtains to the kitchen fluttered open for the briefest of seconds, but a second was all I needed to see Jake's face glowing in youth and health.

"Can I help you Bella?" Billy asked when he opened the door.

"I need to see Jacob." I responded. "Now."

"He's not here right now." Billy kept a level face. While, I'm sure, my face must have turned ultra violet. I hated it when people told me I was wrong when I knew I wasn't/

"Please don't play games with me Billy. I know he's here. I say him in the window." And with that I strutted into the house. Billy's protest subtly ignored.

Jacob was in his small, closet like room, looking out the window. Or at least I guessed it was him. His hair was buzz cut. His face was as hard as stone. No this was Jacob, just not my Jake.

"What?" He asked.

"You know what I want." I said smoothly.

He looked at me and something flashed through his eyes as he saw me flinch from his gaze. "I don't."

"Okay then. Fine. Tell me why you've been avoiding me! Tell me why you cut your hair. Did Sam get to you or something?" I knew I'd gotten it right when he looked away. "So that's it. He got to you?"

"Sam's not who you think he is. I was wrong." Jacob growled. "He's helping me."

"Helping you? How so? I don't see anything that's helpful about the new you!"

"Oh, shut up Bella." Jake was shaking now, and I couldn't fathom a reason why he'd be so angry. "None of this is his fault! But, if you want something to blame," he put emphasized on the word thing. "Why don't you blame those filthy bloodsuckers you love so much?"

I was shocked. No, I was more than that. I was stunned. How did he know about that and all just all around what the heck?

"I knew it. You liked to everyone. Charlie, but not me. Not anymore. Get it through your thick head, Bella! I don't want you." Those were the exact words…he…said.

I could see myself now. Flouting away into nothingness. The soul inside me thrashed around inside me. Ripping into pieces just like my broken heart. I was forever lost.

Day 2

"Bella, Bella wake up! Honey!" Charlie cried.

I woke with a gasp. I was sweating heavily, my heart thudding against my ribs uncontrollably. Charlie sat on my bed beside me. His own eyes were wide and frantic. "Are you okay honey?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Just another nightmare." I panted.

"It must have been bad. Geez Bells! What's up with you? I thought we had these things cleared up." I could only look down in response. "We'll figure things out Bells. Don't worry."

"I won't." I whispered.

I didn't look up as he left. Though I heard him clearly as my door shut closed.

I knew Charlie was concerned. Who wouldn't be when their eighteen year old daughter came in crying her eyes out at dinner time, and had horrifying nightmares? In fact he had practically begged me to stay home from to sort out my sorrows, but it was all in vain. Which I think he finally realized as he left for his second love: the police station.

Unfortunately I had work today. Usually I had it during the week, but since Mrs. Newton needed time off she paid me to take the week off and work on Sunday and Saturday instead. I said yes happily. I hadn't realized Mike would be working too.

Work in itself was easy enough. All I had to do was help arrogant fools and idiots all day long, and on occasions beat Mike away with a stick. (Not really. That's just a metaphor. I would never actually hit him with a stick.)

On those days the conversations either ended in embarrassment or awkwardness. On those days I wished I could just go home. This happened to be one of those days.

The day started out normal. A good day I guess. I helped a couple customers, made a couple sales. Then Mike showed up.

He was wearing a pair of basketball shorts with a weird tank top thing, that I guessed was to make him look more buff? When really it just posed to make what muscle he did have turn into nothing. I really don't know what he was getting at. Though I was tempted to laugh in his face, I didn't. It would be wrong of me to do, and besides that would have been Jake's job. I physically and mentally winced. The pain came back full throttle. Yet part of me was happy it did. It was the only thing that really kept me from going completely insane. Though by saying that I was already insane, wasn't I?

I think he was trying to help a customer at some point, but it didn't look to be working as the customer was full on panicked. I couldn't blame him. Mike looked like he was trying to flex while he reached up to grab a box off the shelf. Finally I came up with two reasons to why he might be doing this. One, Mike Newton had finally admitted to being gay. Or two, he was trying to impress some girl in the store. Only I couldn't fathom who the girl was if it was the latter. There was only me in this store.

If I thought things couldn't get any strange I was disappointedly wrong. Mike walked by the counter, trying to strut his stuff, when they're was a ripping sound. His step faltered and his face went red. He ran into the small bathroom in panic, but not before I had seen the ridiculous care bear boxers he was wearing.

I nearly almost smiled. Of course I didn't, but I made a side note to thank Mike for making me nearly smile. The little amusement I had found quickly backfired when Mike called for me to find some duck tape for him. That was basically my regular Saturday.

That night I got home to find Charlie on the phone yelling at someone. Later I realized it was Billy, and it only made me feel more depressed. I was the reason, two best friends were fighting. I was the reason Charlie's life was so chaotic.

With a tear stained face, and tears still strewn in my eyes. That was the first time I ever regretted my decisions over the past two years, and it hurt…..a lot.

When I woke up I was dazed and disoriented. I was lying on my bed with all my clothes from yesterday on, including my shoes. The lights were off and the moon light added that creepy feeling you sometimes get. When I looked at the clock I realized as well that it was still Saturday. If only moments from Sunday.

I got up. Now that I looked at it the moon light didn't look the same. It looked almost red?

I gasped. The moon was a bloody red. Frightening and exciting at the same time just like riding a rollercoaster. I loved it. Yet at the same time I wished it would just disappear with out a trace. Never should I have to see it again.

Emotions flashed through me at a frightening speed. They took my breath away almost as much as the moon. This wasn't helping me since I didn't have much breath to start with.

Soon staring at the moon simply became too much. Its beauty and dominance over the world wasn't something you could contain, and so I felt myself falling to the ground. The dark easily consuming me….

Day 3

"Dude I'm not kidding!"

"Sure Dude. We're still going out there."

"But…"

"No buts! For Gods sake you sound like my daughter!"

"But…"

"Shut up! I'm serious! This conversation is over!"

"But…"

"But what, but what?"

"But I'm serious! There ain't any animals out there! Luther just went out the other day and came back empty handed. He'd been talken' to his other friends and they say that they haven' got anything either! Since like last month! We shouldn't go out there if we ain't gonna catch anything!"

"Oh is that so?"

"YES! Luther thinks it's got somethen' to do with those big asteroids and I believe 'im!"

"Rubbish Henry! You and I both know that Luther tells lies all the time! Besides the news says the asteroids are hitting Oregon. Does this look like Oregon to you dumb ass?"

"Well no."

"Then you shouldn't worry. I'm sure there's plenty of fish down at the river."

"Fine, but when I'm right, oh when I'm right Roberto, your gonna be sorry you eva' said I was wrong."

Confused? Yeah you should be. It was Sunday, meaning I had another day of work ahead of me. I was ready this time. To beat off Mike's new attempts at courting me I mean, but not for this. Definitely not this. So far all day I had been listening to people talk of the animals that were all missing, and not just any specific animal either. Bird watchers had no birds to watch. Hunters had no animals to hunt. And fishermen, those poor fishermen had no fish to fish for.

There was so much talk that I was starting to wonder. Were the asteroids really real, and were the asteroids coming here? I had quickly diminished my thoughts though. There were no asteroids coming here. If they were they'd hit Oregon. Just like Roberto had said.

Ah, Roberto. Out of all the people coming in and out of the store, Roberto and his mate Henry had been the most verbal. "Sir," I had asked when they had stopped fighting. "Do you still want this?" I lifted the fresh can of worm bait I had gotten from the back. Frozen water droplets landed in my hand, and I had to bite my lip from crying in pain. If they didn't stop soon I was going to get frost bite. And from a can of worm bate too!

"Ah yes. That's all we need Abigail." Abigail? My name is Bella. Well at the very least he said thank you, part of me negotiated.

Not wanting to be rude and all around talk, I simply checked him out. Luckily he and his friends left quickly.

The day went on.

Finally, finally the day was almost over. I just had to wait fifteen more minutes. I could do that. Couldn't I?

"I told ya I was right! Didn't I Roberto?" My heart sank.

"Whatever. That doesn't mean anything!" Roberto said.

"It does, too. Luther wasn't lyen'. He was right. The asteroid is comin' into Washington!" Henry exclaimed.

"No. It. Does. Not!"

"Yes it doe…"

"Hi'ya Liberty. Do you guys sell any hiking boots around here?" Roberto addressed me, while cutting off Henry. It didn't go unnoticed to me when he had called me Liberty. Hm. Liberty. The name actually didn't sound too bad. In fact I kind of liked it. It was much better than Abigail. That was for sure. (Again sorry if that's offensive to anyone. It was the first name my brain could think off.)

"Um, sure right this way."

It took them thirty minutes for them to select a pair of boots. That was fifteen minutes over my shift. Mike had said I could go, but I saw the way the two men glared at Mike and figured it would be best to help them myself.

"That's 29.50. Plus tax equals 31.50 please." I said.

Henry whistled, but Roberto told him to stop. "That's a lot of money Jessica, but I'd be willing to pay-" He handed me two twenties. "-with money from my pocket, and a date. Go see a movie with me tomorrow? Pick you up here at seven." He grabbed his change and left, leaving me in utter and total shock.

"Creeper," Mike had finally been able to mutter.

"Yeah," was my only reply. Roberto was going to have a hissy fit when I didn't show up tomorrow. Of that I was sure.

I should have been nicer to Mike when he tried to comfort me, but when I said curtly, "I'm fine." I instantly felt bad. So I made it up by letting him walk me to my truck. He had said it would make him feel better. In truth it made me feel better too.

That night I had so many questions. Was the asteroid really landing in Washington. Why'd I feel it had something to do with me? And why the hell had Roberto asked me on a date? He had to have been more than forty years old. These same questions flouted through my head all night.

Day 4

I woke up to a blazing heat. My body was sweaty and the covers were draped off the bed. For a minute I thought I was back in Arizona, but looking around I was still in Forks. It was just a really warm Forks.

I got up and went down stairs. Not bothering to get ready for school. Charlie wasn't downstairs when I looked. There was only a note on the counter.

Bella,

I'm sorry but I will be working late today. Please keep inside the house. That means no school.

Don't panic. This is just a precaution.

-Charlie.

Well that was new. If I was correct it probably had something to do with the asteroids. The heat must have driven Charlie over the edge if he didn't want me at school. I internally groaned. If I couldn't got to school there would be no distractions, and no distractions meant I would be left with my thoughts all day. Curse this drastic weather.

8:00 am

I was going crazy. Totally and inevitably insane. Every five seconds I was thinking about them. And it hurt. God did it hurt. Was this my punishment for not dying the first few times. Going crazy before I die? That would be just rich.

10:00 am

Some of my hair just fell out! I think it's from all the stress. I had tried to suck up a bowl of frosty flakes, but it just wouldn't go down. I had run my hand through my hair in frustration, and came out with a couple strands of hair. So now I am sitting in front of the bathroom mirror, stressed, hungry, and grouchy because I was hungry. Could life get any worse?

No don't answer that. I'm sure it could.

1:23 pm

For the first time in a long while I tried to watch T.V. But, it was all talking about the asteroids. Meaningless really. I ended up throwing the remote somewhere on the floor and falling asleep.

7:00 pm

I woke up around six and tried to make dinner. Something that would keep me busy for sure, something like enchiladas. Charlie came in around eight just as I was finishing, but again when we sat down to eat I wasn't hungry.

"Are you okay Bells?" Charlie asked.

"I'm fine just not very hungry."

"Oh," he said.

I went to bed around nine that night wondering what was happening to me.

Day 5

Like yesterday I woke up to the warm heat of the day. It was just like the other day, and I couldn't stand it. Charlie was gone again before I was up leaving me another note to stay at home. Though I doubted that would actually help if the asteroids were coming to Forks.

Later that day as I sat on the couch trying to find a decent TV channel that didn't talk about the asteroids, the phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Bella! It's so good to hear from you!" A sickly sweat voice sounded.

"Oh, um hi…Jessica?"

"Like I'm so glad your home! I am too, and totally bored! So I was thinking, you want to come to the movies with me?"

"Um, I can't actually. Charlie, I mean my dad wants me to stay home. Sorry." I wasn't really all that sorry.

"Of course," the voice didn't sound so chipper anymore. "That's too bad. Talk to you later." *Click*

The phone went dead. I should have known.

I knew what it was immediately. The asteroids everyone was talking about.

A defining high pitch distracted me from my realization, bringing me back to reality. A chunk of the asteroid fell off. Flying, soaring towards me.

I screamed…

I woke up in a clammy sweat. The temperatures hadn't decreased while I had been sleeping.

The clock on my bedpost however had changed. Last time I had looked at it had been around 1 o'clock in the afternoon. Now it read, 11:59. One minute to midnight. One minute to a new day.

I was brought out of my thinking by a bright light. It came from my window, and didn't go away for a few seconds. Just a few seconds long enough for me to see through squinting eyes the flashes of color. Pink, purple, orange, yellow, green, red, and blue. Every color prettier than the next, leaving blue at highest rank.

As soon as the great light had stopped I ran over to my window, but what ever it was, a shooting star maybe, was already gone. In its place the dark universe I was used to seeing day after day.

In the background Charlie's grandfathers' clock stroked midnight. The floor began to shake and…

Day 6

The floor began to shake and tremble beneath my feet. It started out slow and soft. I probably wouldn't have even noticed it if it wasn't for my alarm clock falling from it's place on my desk. Then it got worse.

The books on my shelves started to shake and tumble off onto the ground besides me. My bed began to shake and move. The painting on my wall of a wolf, my favorite one, fell down. All the while the shaking got worse.

I screamed and ducked out of the way as my book shelf toppled over itself. I needed to get to safety. I knew that. What I didn't know was where that was.

The door. The door had to be the safest spot for me. Yet it was at the other side of the room. Could I make it over there without getting hurt?

Probably not, but it was worth the try. With that in my head I jumped over my shaking bed, and screamed when my foot got caught on the way. I toppled over onto the moving ground.

My hands. They had this weird prickling feeling in them, and they seemed to be getting wetter every second. I made the mistake of looking down. The glass of what had been the light to my lamp was strewn out across the floor ahead of me. Exactly were my hands had landed. Now the glass was all over my hands, sticking up in funny directions.

Still I had to move on.

"Bella! Bella! What in Gods name are you doing in there?" My father yelled, pounding on the door. I froze in confusion for a fraction of a second. What was he talking about? Could he not feel the earth shaking under us?

I got up again; slowly and steadily. Trying to keep my balance on an unbalanced area wasn't easy. Then again I tried to run toward the door.

I made it. I got to the door hand, but I couldn't open it. My hands were too badly injured, and touching just dug the glass into my hands more.

"Bella!" Charlie yelled on the other side of the door.

"Charlie!" I screamed back at him… I was hit on the head by something wooden.

The last thing I remember was the ground stopping it's wild rollercoaster, and my door being opened.

"My god. Bella!"

Day 7

Beep, beep, beep. I could faintly make out a familiar beeping noise in the background. I also noticed I had a headache too. What the hell? Where was I? I groaned and tried to roll over, but something seemed to be stopping me. It was on my arm and sure felt a lot like a needle.

A needle? I shot up into a sitting position.

"Thank god," Came a feminine voice to my left.

I looked over in surprise. "Mom? What are you doing here? What am I doing here?"

"Oh honey," She cried rushing over to me. "I was hopping you could answer that question."

"What?"

"Your father called me three hours ago. I caught the first plane over. He said he found you on the floor of you damaged room…with glass in your hand…and…and a concussion. What happened to you?" She started balling.

Then I remembered.

"The earthquake!" I exclaimed.

My mom looked at me with frightened eyes. "Honey, what earthquake?"

"You don't remember? There was a massive earthquake! Right after I saw that shooting st-"

"Honey there was no earthquake. Especially one in Forks!" And with tears in her eyes she got up and walked out of the room. "Your father will want to know your okay. I'll go get him." She murmured as she left.

I sat there dumbfounded. She thought I had gone crazy. I had seen it in her eyes. But I hadn't, had I? I knew I saw that earthquake occur. Who wouldn't have? But I fell in love with a vampire too. Was that all an allusion as well? I mean there was no evidence that he had been here, and there was no evidence of an earthquake apparently either. Maybe, just maybe I had in fact finally lost it.

I had been in the hospital for four hours until I woke up. Dr, Snow had said that there wasn't much to worry about. I only had a minor concussion from what I later found out was a piece of ceiling falling on my head, and my hands which needed plenty of stitches. They would be workable in a couple of weeks. Nothing that would keep me from doing what needed to be done, and so I was let out the very next day.

It was sunny again, but to me the sun was worthless. Just another thing to laugh in my face. I knew Renee planned to take me to an asylum as soon as I got better. If in fact we didn't all get killed first. In the doctors eyes I was insane and it was time I was put in with the other insane people. Frankly I didn't acre. I was already in hell.

We got to Charlie's house. We being Phil, Renee, Charlie, and me. I went straight to my room, not caring if I was being in the least bit rude or impolite. I glared at the clock blinking 1 in bright red letters.

Phil and Charlie had come back when I was at the hospital and fixed up my room to an extant. I would be able to sleep in here; some of the stuff that hadn't been broken were able to fit in here too. But there was still a large hole in the ceiling and many other problems.

When the clock hit 2pm I knew that I had finally lost it for sure. I needed to find that shooting star and prove to myself and everybody else that said there was none. And I had a feeling it would be out there. Somewhere hiding in the green moss of Forks forest. I had to find it. It felt like the only way.

With my trembling hands I tied together the purple sheets of my bed. Until they were able to be tied to my desk leg and still almost reach the ground outside. I couldn't risk going down the stairs. The adults wouldn't allow me to just walk out. I had to do things the hard way.

Slowly yet surely I climbed down the homemade rope. It hurt the stitches in my hand but I was too far to go back now.

Halfway down I heard my mom walk up to my door. "Bella are you hungry? You haven't had any lunch." When no reply came she got frantic. "Bella." I heard the door open.

I tried to slide down faster. I was almost there. "BELLA!" I looked up to see my mothers frantic eyes looking down at me. "PHIL! CHARLIE!"

I didn't have time. I jumped the rest of the way, landing with a thud. That was going to leave a bruise tomorrow.

And with one last look at my family running and screaming after me, I sprinted off into the unknown.

The ground was wet and mushy. Just like every other thing around this place. There was no birds chirping or any sunshine shining, like in those fairy tales. No, here it was just dark and damp.

I had been out here for who knows how long. Long enough, I guess, for me to fall and make my pant legs green. Just like in my dream. And I was cold to. Every step I took seemed to take away more energy. I was getting tired. I shouldn't have done this.

Then, up ahead I saw a light. It was getting closer and closer. Brighter and brighter. But, at the same time I was getting weaker and weaker. I wasn't sure I could make it. But, I had to. I told myself.

So with the last of my strength I pushed myself farther, towards the light.

That was when I saw the most life changing thing a person could see...

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