A/N: hey everyone!!! happy turkey Week!!! i just saw the twilight movie!!! and i can only say wow! i think that it was an exellent movie but compared to the book it just didn't serve justice! well anyway i would love to hear your comments on the movie so pm me or leave it in your review!! sorry for the short chapter this would be labled as a filler but it needs to be alone as a chapter because of the symobolism later!!! so please continue reading...

Disclamer: i don't own twilight

I woke up the next morning not clear on weather what happened yesterday was real or simply my mind's eye, not that I minded, I just wanted the feeling, any feeling really. I have been locked up in my emotionless chrysalis for too long. I noticed that I was lying on my living room couch; I tried to get up but practically fell over. I was wrapped tight in a blanket, my blanket, or at least it was in my dream.

Finally getting out of my cocoon I saw that I was still in the clothes from yesterday. Slowly, I creped up the stairs. Looking back, I remembered the door, but luckily it was back on its hinges…a definite sign of my overactive imagination. I never stood on that cliff; I never saw Alice; I never got powers I could of only imagined. Realizing this tragic turn of events I continued up the stairs slower then before.

Before turning the shower on, I looked at myself in the mirror, and, god, looked terrible! My hair was sticking out in every single direction conceivable, under my eyes were big dark bags and on my forehead was worry lines that only with rest and relaxation could I get rid of them. The eyes of the girl, small and helpless, almost reaching out for someone to come in and sweep her of her feet, looks so out of place, so depressed, so torn, so chaotic, so mangled up inside, looking so far out of this world, that no person could ever fix…never to have her feet back on the floor…never ever.

Turning away from the reflection of the stranger I turned the warm water on to the highest setting and let it run, flowing endlessly. What I would give to be like that water, always flowing, going around obstacles that bring nothing but pain to other things. I got pulled out of my muddled thoughts when I saw th e steam coming being the shower curtain. I striped my clothes off and threw them into the polka-dotted hamper. As I stepped into the shower, the hot water against my skin didn't burn but felt good; it brought me back to reality, whatever the true veracity my life may be. I shivered from delight under the blasting heat of the therapeutic water as it touched my bare skin. I took a long time exaggerating my normal bathing patterns until the water ran cold. Still in the warmth of the steam, I opened the curtain and was met will a burst of cold air, flowing along my body. I felt opened, very vulnerable, like a mere child left in a big city to fend for herself.

Quickly I wrapped myself in the towel I found on the rack next to the toilet, and went to my room to change into comfortable clothing. I walked to the closet to look for my sweats, but when I walked in, I found my clothes laid out neatly on my bed.

"That's odd," I said aloud. With out question I changed into the clothes provided. Feeling, once again, the bizarre sense of my strange reality coming back to life, I continued on with my semi-normal routine.

Walking down the stairs, I heard the water, once again, running free and the dishes clinking in the sink. "But Charlie wouldn't do dishes this early in the morning, yet alone, ever" I thought to myself.

My natural instinct told me to be quiet and not to make a sound, so I walked down the staircase, my foot as close to the edge as possible without walking on the wall. Surprisingly, I made it with out tripping or stubbing my foot on anything, or on the air. As I pressed my ear to the door, I could hear the water faucet come to a stop and some very light weight skip, or dance, to the opposite side of the room.

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The voice in my head, my protector, or as some people might call their conscience, said to open the door and see who it was, so I lightly pushed it open, I was surprised once again, that it didn't squeak.

I peaked through the crack and saw my "reverie" become reality. The back of a vampire pixie was faced towards me.

"ALICE!!!" I gasped. And right as I said it, she jumped nearly a foot in the air.

"Oh, Bella! You scared me! I didn't see you coming…" she must have clearly seen the confusion on my face because she walked over to me, put an arm around my shoulder and said, "We need to talk".

"Alice?" I asked, "You couldn't see me coming? You can still see the future right?"

"Well, that's what I have to ask you." She said as she lead me to the couch.

So... whats your opinion... i would love to hear it just...No flames please... sorry for the slow update its just i have been in volved with student counsil decorations, freshman class tshirt sales, and a HOSA Dance this upcoming month + projects and reports and homework that the teachers just can't seem to give enought of... and i am sure '.lamb is just as busy. so if you could please unerstand i am sooo sorry

Forever and For Always

-vikkitori22-