Authors Note: I AM SO SORRY! I haven't updated in so long! My computer is finally fixed, but all the documents are gone. I had a new chapter ready, but than the computer broke. So here it is. Sorry if I start taking longer to finish chapters, but I have TONS of homework that needs to be done.

Rain and Trust

Two weeks later.

Amazing. Simply amazing.

I had been here for two weeks, but alas, no success.

No success at anything. I didn't have Edward. I hadn't figured out Emmett's secret. I hadn't been doing good in school (despite the high marks). I felt like a total failure while I sat in my social studies class.

Well, I guess I was lying to myself. Some things had been going very well. Like, Alice and I became instant friends. Rosalie was great too, for the little amounts of time that I could pry her away from Emmett. I didn't really want to become friends with them, because I would probably be leaving soon, but... at least I had a few friends for the time being.

People at school were.... well, lets just say interesting.

For the first 3 days I was here in Forks, I swear to god, I was the only name that came out of those peoples mouths. Luckily, after the third day, some girl got pregnant. So I was out of their mouths. Thank god.

Well, that's what I thought. But my thoughts completely changed when I walked into the washroom.

When I arrived there, it was completely empty. Moments after I went into the stall, two girls arrived. I was guessing that they were about my age. I couldn't identify them by their voices. At first I didn't pay any attention to their conversation whatsoever. That is, until I heard my name.

Yes. I heard my name loud and clear. But what the hell would they be talking about me for? I was last weeks news. I decided to listen in to their conversation.

"Yeah, I know. At first I didn't really understand her at all. But when I heard her talking to Alice....." she paused. I guessed that she was shaking her head. "It seems like she thinks she's queen of the world and we're just some small town hicks who have no idea what goes on in the real world. I can't believe that some people feel sympathetic for her."

"Well, really, when you think about it, she has been through a lot. Like being a foster kid, it must be tough."

"But still, does that give her the right to do whatever the hell she wants? No, I don't think so. I wish she would just go die or something. At least leave Forks."

"Well, when you put it that way, I guess I agree with you."

What? They were talking about me? I felt tears rushing to my eyes. I figured it out.

They probably thought I was a narcissist or something, because most of the time I kept to myself. How could they think stuff like that? Didn't they know how hard my life was?

No. They didn't. They had absolutely no clue.

I rushed out of the washroom and out to the parking lot. I guess I could walk home, it wasn't too far and I had a key. I would text Alice when I got home to let her know where I was.

As I walked up the hill the left the school, it started to rain. Actually, rain was completely underestimating it. It was more like, hmm I don't know, pouring buckets maybe? Yeah, that suited the situation better.

As I looked down to see how soaked I was, I realized that I had worn a black shirt. THANK GOD! The last thing I needed right now was to have a white shirt on, getting see through from the rain.

My hair, on the other hand, wasn't doing too good. It was pretty much like a wet mop. A wet, tangly mop of brown curls. I dreaded the thought of having to brush it when I returned home.

On top of the rain, tears were pouring continually out of my eyes. As weird as it felt, I absolutely loved it right now. It felt amazing.

About half way home, I could feel my feet starting to get sore. Well, next time I decided to come home halfway through the day, I would defiantly remember not to wear heels. They were such a pain in the ass when you had to walk somewhere.

Finally, after what felt like days, I reached the house. I pulled out my key and unlocked the door, because nobody appeared to be home. I trudged up the stairs and into my room.

After standing in my room for a minute or so looking like a complete idiot who just got left in the rain, I went to go take a warm bath to warm up. I hadn't noticed this when I was walking home, but I was absolutely freezing. I could feel myself shivering constantly.

I stripped off my clothes and got into the warm bathtub. As I stepped into the bathtub I realized some things I hadn't noticed about being a foster kid, ever.

Firstly, for the first week or so everybody was all nice and stuff, but after that people would completely turn on you. Like they didn't care anymore.

Secondly, people weren't going to go out of their way to be nice to you.

Thirdly, the ones that were going to go out of their way to be nice to you, were probably the only ones you could trust.

Damn. That didn't leave me with many people I could trust.

Authors Note: Sorry it took so long, but here it is! Also, my play list for my iPod is really becoming empty. Do any of you have some songs or artists you think I might like? If so, please let me know in a review. REVIEW PLEASE! IT ISN'T HARD! Also, the main reason this chapter took so long was probably because barely any of the readers reviewed. I would really appreciate it, and it isn't that hard.