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So, I didn't update yesterday or day before, but c'mon people! I have two weeks to spend with my rentals! If you are wondering, a 'rental' is my short form word for 'parents'…even though it takes up the exact same amount of time.

I LIKE SAYING RENTALS BETTER!

Ehehe, I made you wait! Feeling slightly maniacal…

Okay! So, Edward has seen Bella, Bella has seen Edward, but I just want to set some things straight:

1) I will ONLY write in Bella's point of view. If I write from any other, it will just be too different from my vision of this epic tale.

B) BELLA IS NOT A CREATURE WHICH ALREADY 'EXISTS'! She will be a creature of my own creation, and when we do get that far, well… SHE'S NOT A WITCH! CLICHé. LoL… Little e.

Umm, I can't think of anything else, but here's the disclaimer! Awesome…right?

Disclaimer: Twilight even says on the cover that it was written by Steph Meyer. Is my name Steph Meyer? Nuh-uh. So do I own Twilight? Also nuh-uh.

Bella

He was without a doubt, the most gorgeous man I had ever seen in my entire life.

His brilliant, unruly hair shone like a new penny and was the color of the finest bronze. His ivory face was angular, the jaw line sharp and masculine, his forehead smooth as marble.

But his eyes…

They were a rich, molten golden color, refracting fragments of light so that they seemed to glow in the dimmed lighting. I could almost feel myself drowning in their depths.

He seemed to stiffen infinitesimally, and his glorious face snapped towards me.

I suddenly realized he looked frightening, and very angry.

Did I do something to upset him? It looked like he absolutely loathed me.

I shifted my gaze to my hands, which were fiddling in my lap. I too felt very tense and was pulled out of my stupor when Esme called: "Dinner!"

When I looked up, he, and everyone else for that matter, was gone.

I rose to my feet and scrambled into the dining room, everyone already seated in what I assumed to be their usual seats, with one empty space in between Esme and Alice.

I kept my eyes on my food as we began the meal, hopeful to avoid the eyes of the exquisite man sitting somewhere at this table.

I took the first bite of what looked to be roast beef and was amazed by the tantalizing flavor.

"This is wonderful, Esme," I briefly looked up at her and noticed that she only had a glass of wine in front of her. I looked to the other end of the table to see that Carlisle also had only wine. I made an assumption that Edward would have no plate in front of him either.

"Thank you dear. I was hoping you'd like it."

"I knew she would!" Alice added.

We all laughed a bit and the rest of them chatted while I focused on the incredible meal.

"So Bella," I looked up at Carlisle, noticing that Edward was sitting to his side, no food in front of him, but his glass was empty. "Have you noticed any strange developments during the past few weeks?"

"I can't say I have. Everything has been very normal, monotonous even," I told him, my voice somewhat void of emotion talking about my home life.

"How would you feel about some tests tomorrow? You wouldn't miss any school work, the actual term doesn't begin for a week to allow students to settle in."

"I don't mind. How long would it take?" I asked, concerned about feeding and walking Sam.

"Around 9am to 11am, then a break for lunch, and 1pm to 5pm. I understand you have a dog to take care of, so you can bring him along if you wish."

"That sounds great Carlisle." No sooner had I spoken than had Edward risen gracefully from his chair.

"May I be excused?" His voice was soft as velvet and smooth as porcelain. But he looked pained and was quickly excused by his father. Too quickly for me to see, he sped out of the house.

"I think I should get back to Sam, too," I directed towards Alice and Rosalie, who had already finished their dinners.

"But I still wanted to talk to Esme about the upstairs designs!" Alice whined slightly.

"Well, I'm sure I can find the dorm. We're in Elizabeth Hall, right? Room 294?"

"Are you sure? They can talk later," Rose told me. But Alice just looked so sad at the thought of leaving.

"I'm sure; it's the easternmost building, right?" After receiving confirmation of that, I left the manor and walked along the asphalt path leading east.

After 5 minutes of walking, I was beginning to think I went the wrong way. I stopped and was about to turn and walk another way, when I felt a presence behind me.

I was now freezing cold; the sky was dark and moonless, but filled with millions of stars. Instead of electric streetlights, there were dimly lit lanterns. I felt the presence come closer and I shivered, not from the cold, or even from fear, but from anticipation.

I turned and was momentarily relieved to find that it was only Edward. Then I again became tense because I realized he had been following me.

Despite the dim lights, his eyes looked lighter, like milk and honey, still with that golden tinge.

"Thank Gordon it's just you. I thought there was a poltergeist after me," I gave a slight smile, half joking.

"Who is Gordon?" His eyes, his face, even his voice was mesmerizing, pulling me in. I unconsciously took a step towards him. His smoldering eyes had me hypnotized.

I was broken out of my trance when a nearby owl fled its tree, I jumped in surprise.

I looked back to see that Edward was laughing, quite hard actually. His laughter was glorious, tantalizingly masculine.

"What's so funny?" I asked indignantly.

"Of all the things to be frightened of, you choose an owl." He had finally calmed down enough to speak. "When I got back home, you were gone. Alice said you would get lost." He gave me a quizzical look. "How one could get lost on a single path, I cannot fathom."

"I haven't been here before, so my apologies if I don't know the grounds by heart!" I told him, very annoyed. Did he come all this way to make fun of me?

A sincere look entered his eyes. "I'm sorry. I suppose I just don't like the idea of you getting yourself lost." He suddenly looked very vulnerable, and it was adorable, strangely enough.

"Well, are you going to show me the way or what?" I asked jokingly, trying to lighten the mood. It worked. He chuckled and with a quiet 'of course', we were on our way.

If I had walked for two more minutes, I would have gotten there without Edward's help. But I was glad that I'd had his company.

"So, why weren't you and your parents eating?" I asked as we entered Elizabeth Hall. The décor was lavender carpeting with dark turquoise walls, and the doors were metallic silver.

He looked a bit uncomfortable, and looked at his shoes.

We were silent for a few moments, standing in the middle of the hall, him looking at his shoes, me looking at him.

He finally looked up with a dark look on his face. His lips were a thin line. An utterly perfect, thin line.

"Bella, we're vampires," he said. Yeah I knew that.

"And?" I pressed for more information.

"We can't eat regular food, Bella," he told me, his voice even darker than the look he was giving me.

"Yes, Carlisle told me. But then when he and Esme were drinking wine…" I trailed off and suddenly felt sick at my realization.

They had been drinking blood.

And Edward's glass had been empty.

I mumbled a slight 'oh' and was feeling very faint.

"So you were drinking…?" I couldn't comprehend why this was just getting to me now. At dinner it had seemed almost normal, but now that I knew it was blood, I was in shock.

"Blood. Yes," he answered. And that was it.

I blacked out.

I awoke in a tastefully decorated bedroom to the sound of barking. The walls were a beautiful blue and the carpet was a dark purple.

I looked to my right to see Sam barking at his reflection! (Shouts to you! ChristyCullen101, you rock!)

"Sam! Stop it!" I yelled. He stopped immediately and curled up in a ball at the foot of my bed. The sheets were midnight blue and the pillows were silver silk.

"I was trying to quiet him down for almost an hour," spoke a heavenly voice from my left.

I turned my head slowly to see Edward sitting on a navy blue couch, his features softened slightly, but still looking somewhat upset.

"Holy Gordon, what are you doing in my room? Is this my room? How did you get in here? Where are Alice and Rosalie?" The questions were pouring out of my mouth, unfiltered.

"This is your room, I brought you here when you fainted, I used my master key to get in and Alice and Rosalie are still at my parent's house. Now, who is Gordon?" He seemed pretty amused at my questions, but interested none the less.

"When I lived in Forks, my friend Eric wasn't religious, so instead of saying 'God' or 'Jesus', we would say 'Gordon'. It just seemed appropriate and Mike was all too happy to join in."

I paused for a bit to let it sink in. "So, how did you get me here? And how did you know my room number? You weren't there when Alice and Rose told me."

"I carried you, and I texted Alice saying you fainted, so she sent me the room number and said the blue room was yours. Blue really does suit you, you know." He had a glorious crooked smile in place, and I was momentarily stunned.

"So, who are Mike and Eric?" he asked, actually seeming interested in my life.

We talked for a long time, taking turns asking questions.

I found out that Edward has been alive since 1901 and was changed into a vampire when he was seventeen and had contracted the Spanish Influenza. He has two doctorate degrees and three degrees in music. He plays the piano and promised to play for me sometime. He's the fastest in his family and idolizes Carlisle's control.

He has been friends with Alice since she was ten and he was, well, still seventeen, and met Emmett when he had been twelve. The three of them met Jasper three years ago, and Alice and Jasper started dating, and Rosalie had been friends with Alice, but went to a different school up until this year.

I was soon very tired, and looked to see my old clock on my bedside table, blinking 12:43 at me.

"Is it really past midnight?"

"So it is," he said after checking his watch. "You should get to sleep Bella. Carlisle or I will pick you up tomorrow morning for testing, so get a good rest." He smiled at me and gave a slight wave before leaving my room.

"Bye Edward," I whispered into the dark.

I got out of bed and searched throughout the room for my bag. I found a note on the dresser saying 'All of your clothing has been placed in this dresser and your toiletries are in the bathroom, the remainder of your belongings is in your bag in the closet.' Well, I don't know how, but I was grateful.

I pulled out a dark blue camisole and grey shorts, which I am positive I didn't own before.

Entering the bathroom I found another note taped to the mirror.

"Bella,

I bought you some new clothes, and your old clothing is hidden, because it really was not you. The closet is full of clothes too and I took the liberty of buying you makeup.

You must wear the clothing I bought for you or I'll be super upset!

Love Alice"

"I should have known," I mumbled to myself as I put on the revealing clothing. "Wait, how did Alice switch my clothes?"

I gave up trying to figure it out and just finished brushing my teeth. I walked out of the bathroom, only half awake, and climbed into my bed. It was so soft that I fell asleep instantly.

Where am I?

I looked around from my spot on the floor. The forest was overly green and covered in a thin sheen of dew.

I was somewhere in Forks.

I looked to my right to see Sam growling at something in the shadows ahead, and to my left, there was something else. A huge, russet brown wolf, the size of a horse, also growling at the shadows.

I rose to my feet.

I was searching everywhere with my eyes.

To my sides was dense, green forest; behind me was a campfire with tribesmen dancing around it. It looked like a bonfire Charlie had taken me to at La Push, the Quileute reservation just outside Forks.

It felt like Sam and the wolf wanted me to go back to the bonfire, but I was being drawn to the shadows.

I boldly stepped into the darkness, and was shocked at what I saw.

It was the vision of perfection. He had been attacked, his shirt torn to ribbons, but no scars on his flawless torso.

I bent down by him, unable to control my hand reaching towards him.

Slowly, determinedly.

My fingertips brushed a stray lock of hair from his forehead when an electric current pulsed throughout my body. His eyes tore open, their depths blacker and deeper than a well.

"Edward!" I screamed out. I looked around me, Sam was whining at the side of my bed, as if asking if I were alright.

"I'm fine Sam, just a bad dream."

I walked out of my room and into the kitchen, where Rose and Alice were already eating cereal.

They looked at me with a wicked glint in their eyes.

"So Bella," Alice began. "That was some dream, huh?"

"It was quite frightening, yes." They definitely weren't expecting to hear that it was frightening.

"But, you just screamed 'Edward'. What was your dream about?" Rose asked, clearly thinking I had been having inappropriate dreams.

I gathered some cereal and milk as I told them about my dream. By the end they were thoroughly confused and I sat calmly eating my cereal while the tried to understand.

"So, there was a giant wolf."

"And a Native bonfire."

"And Edward was unconscious."

"It actually seemed more like he was… asleep. Because he woke up almost immediately. And I have no idea why his eyes were black, or what was up with the wolf." Now even I was confused.

I heard a frantic knock on the door before it was opened and unceremoniously flung open, revealing a very disheveled Edward.

Not that it wasn't still hot.

"Hey Edward. What's up?" The words had no sooner left my lips than I was picked up from my stool and was flying out of my room, leaving behind two very curious friends.

"What's going on Edward?" I asked as we zipped passed the campus.

"I know it's earlier than Carlisle had arranged but – " He stopped midsentence and lost his balance. We were about to hit the ground when he flipped up in mid air so that I would be on top of him.

We skidded across the asphalt, and I kept my eyes tightly shut.

As soon as I was sure we had stopped sliding, I opened my eyes. We were in the jungle, surrounded my trees and green, and I was reminded of my dream.

I looked down, Edward was keeping his eyes trained strictly away from my body.

I looked down and noticed I was only in my shorts and camisole, and shivered slightly.

He lifted us both up and took his sweater off and handed it to me.

"I'm not cold, thanks," I told him.

He looked me straight in the eye and said; "That wasn't what I was worried about."

I put on the sweater without question and we walked back to the path.

"So why was I taken from my room so early?" I asked him.

"Carlisle and I feel that the tests are much more urgent, after the events which took place early this morning." He was avoiding the point, so I let it go. They would tell me eventually.

What happened! LoL, Edward was distracted by Bella's body! Ooooooooooh!

Any guesses as to why Edward had to get Bella earlier? Tell me in a review! Sorry I haven't updated! My rentals had two weeks off and we spent some tome in Fladida with my grand-rentals! T'was jolly good fun!

So, this is TWELVE PAGES LONG! WOAH! I really wrote a lot for you, so give me your love!

Loves,

Iris