Ok, sorry about not updating in a while. School has been busy as always. I should be finishing my project for bio, but I felt bad because I haven't updated in a while. So, here ya go! Enjoy!

"Bella, its your turn to speak." I gulped. I absolutly hated public speaking. Almost as much as I hated where I was. Sitting in a classroom devoid of color. Everything's gray. I feel like I've been sucked into an old horror movie. "Um hi. My na-name is B-b-bella Sw-swan. I am here because my parents didn't want to deal with me anymore. My Aunt Deana, whom I've been informed you all know, wanted me to be in a place in which I could better the person I am." This doesn't feel right. Why am I here? How did I get here? "Thats wonderful Bella. We've been wanting a few new choices for lunch. You look splendid."

"Excuse me?"

"I believe you heard me Miss Swan." The teacher smiled, showing the pointed knives that filled her mouth. Her eyes began glowing red, instead of the gray they had been previosly. The students in the seats surrounding me began to twitch. Their heads moving a few milimeters back and forth so fast I didn't know if they were really moving or not. Suddenly all the heads shot up towards me and they all smile the knife-filled smile as their eyes grew red. I screamed and ran."

I woke up with a jolt. I was sweating from my terrifying nightmare. What could've caused it? It was then I realized what was playing on my iPod. If I was Your Vampire by Marilyn Manson. That explained things. That and the worries about my new life. Just great. I looked to my left and the clock read 3:00 am. So much for getting a good nights sleep. I moved my legs so that they could hang off the bed. I popped my neck and back as I stood up. I miss my home and my room and my bed! I wasn't one to complain about my life. I usually took whatever crap was thrown at me and dealt with it. I was usually strong enough to not let things get under my skin. But this was too much for me to handle. I had to get out for a while. I needed to clear my head. I grabbed the black jacket advertising one of the bands I enjoy and turned my iPod to the one and only Slipknot and left my room. The only problem was sneaking out. How could I achieve my task without waking my dearest Auntie? The basement. I could sneak down to the basement and go out. I checked around to make sure I didn't wake the sleeping beast before I opened the door to get downstairs. Luck was on my side as the door didn't squeak at all. I crept down the stairs feeling along the wall to make sure I didn't fall in the dark. I reached the bottom of the stairs and went to the back door. The full moons light flooded through the hole in the curtains. I began unlocking the door wishing my luck would last me a bit longer and let me open the door without sound. I guess my wishing worked. The door opened without a sound and I stepped outside into the chilly night air. I closed the door. I began my journy into the only place to go, the forest infront of me. The moon illuminated the forest floor making it easy to see every object that i would have otherwise tripped over. The sky was crystal clear and the night was nearly silent. It was very peaceful. I switched the music over to Within Temptation. It seemed to fit the world around me. I stopped as I neared a small creek. I looked for a place to sit and finally settled for the ground. I took out my headphones and listened to the quiet. I began to drift to sleep.

I awoke to the sound of a branch snapping. I jumped up and began to look around trying to find the cause of the sound. "I am sorry to have startled you." A young man about my age stepped forward from behind a tree on the other side of the creek. He was absolutly stunning. His face was the face any male model would kill and sell his soul for. His hair was in a disarray, yet it fit him perfectly. It was a bronze color. He stood tall and lean. His clothing was a pair of dark jeans and a black jacket (promoting the same band as mine) open to reveal a crisp white button down shirt. He was beautiful. I thought I was dreaming, but the fact that the world had color told me otherwise. "My name is Edward Cullen. Again, I am extrememly sorry to have startled you." His voice was perfection. "My name is Bella. Bella Swan." It took everything in me not to stare. "If you don't mind me inquiring Bella, what are you doing out here, on the ground, at 5:30 in the morning?" His lips twitched into a crooked smile that made my heart melt. "I-I-I needed to clear my head. What about yourself, Edward." Speaking his name sent a jolt of happiness through my body. "Same as you I guess. I needed to get away. Where I stay, it isn't such a good place to be myself. They all want me to conform to their standards, but I told them that they could screw themselves. They didn't enjoy that too much." His eyes looked towards the ground as sorrow replaced his breath taking smile. I couldn't speak. "So why did you need to clear you head Bella?" He asked as his eyes found mine. "Kind of the same reason as yourself. My new home isn't excepting of who I am and my aunt wants me to change. Everything that has occured in the past few weeks finally got to me and I had to get away. So, where is it that you stay? The place that wants you to conform to their standards of what is right?" I was shocked that I could actually speak. "Its my school. I go to-" He was cut off by the sounds of shouting, on both sides of the creek. "Run! Their coming!" He told me. I did. I ran until I reached the house. Aunt Deana stood outside of the back door. Her eyes shot daggars and her face was stone. I knew I was in trouble. Yet, all I could think about was Edward. Was he ok?

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