Ok some of you were confused about the last chapter. THAT WAS NOT THE END. I still got some evil plans. :)

Lizzy POV

3 weeks later!

I was finally going to be let out of this hell hole of a hospital.

I was finally going to be free of the annoyingly happy nurses, the painfully stiff bed sheets, and the mediocre slop they call meals.

This was also going to be my first day back to that house since my fathers' death.

When he didn't show up at work we called the police and said he just didn't come home one day. The police put up a search for him for about a week, but they stopped looking too thoroughly after that. The wolves didn't really seemed to be mourning and –like us- didn't put up a pretense to search for him either.

The hype died down and the electricity of it all faded away into oblivion.

When Mom, Edward, and I arrived back at the house, the pack was waiting for us. As it turned out, the pack was sorry for the misunderstanding and announced that the relationship between them and the Cullens was no longer one of hate.

Mom and I were euphoric after they asked to sign a new treaty. I didn't want to be in the middle of a war so it all worked out in the end.

As I changed into an outfit Aunt Alice set out for me. (Pic on profile. Lol I'm sorry it's just too fun looking for outfits :P) I secured my locket, it rested in the crook of my neck, and left to meet Hannah.

I arrived in front of the movies and waited for her to come.

I stood outside and fidgeted slightly when the cold air would whip at my face. I was about to take out my newly acquired cell phone to call her when I felt a hand take hold of my shoulder. I spun around to see Hannah smiling brightly.

"When did you get here?" I asked.

She laughed. "I've been waiting inside for half an hour!"

"Ha. Waiting inside. Wow I'm smart, I decided it's better to wait in the cold rather than walk ten feet to the door." She laughed more at my sarcasm.

When we got into the movies –with cell phones on loud just to see if a phone would actually interrupt a movie- we sat at the very front to see if it was true that sitting at the front gave you a headache.

We chose to watch a hopelessly romantic chick flick just to make fun of the over acting along with the emotional audience members.

As we watched the overdone plot of the movie roll on our laughter increased as the tears of the middle aged women of the audience grew louder and more pronounced. When the happy ending, with the classic kiss in the pouring rain came finally, we were out of breath. Our popcorn we had bought was scattered on the floor of the theatre and we were clutching our sides laughing. Our faces were bright red and even though the movie was stupid beyond belief… I had the best time in my life.

When we walked out I noticed a boy from my school –not part of the gang that attacked us, thank the lord- watching us intently. Our eyes met for a fraction of a second and in that moment, I had become one of those hormone riddled girls that talk about nothing but boys and tack their crushes last name to the end of their first name. He was good looking, no doubt about that, but there was something mysterious and kind about him. He'd never really been in the popular group, but no one thought badly of him. He was always kind of a loner. Like me. I'd never really given much thought about him because I had, had other things on my mind before, but now… wow. How could I have not noticed him before?

I dropped my gaze and blushed deep crimson, and dragged Hannah into the bathroom.

"Who was he?" I asked once inside.

She gave me a confused look. "Who?"

"The one watching us before." I whispered hastily.

"You mean Dean Lautner?" (AN- I'm sorry I HAD to I just HAD to)

"Is that his name?" I asked honestly.

Comprehension flickered across her face and her expression turned smug and she spoke in a sing song voice.

"You like him, you like him!"

"I do not!" But when I giggled and blushed again it kind of diminished the power of the statement, only making her grin grow bigger.

"Oh and by the way, he wasn't staring at me, he was staring at you."

"You can't know that!"

"Oh I can, and I do." She whispered.

I didn't speak anymore after that; she started to drag me out of the bathroom when I stopped her.

"What? It's getting late." She told me.

"Hold on!" I whispered. I ran to the mirror and reapplied my eyeliner and smoothed out my hair. I stepped away from the mirror in the middle of straightening my hair.

What on earth was I doing? He is just a boy after all, nothing special. And besides it's not like he'd want someone like me.

She laughed hysterically throughout my little episode. I held my breath as she opened the door, butterflies built up in my stomach as I imagined seeing him again. I mentally kicked myself, why was I obsessing over this? I stepped out of the bathroom with my chin held high, but I couldn't help but hope that he would still be here.

My eyes searched the theatre for any of Dean but to my extreme disappointment, he was nowhere to be seen. I trudged out of the theatre with Hannah and waited for our ride to come.

Why had I let this boy ruin my good mood? That's stupid, I was so happy before I saw him. I tried to lighten my mood by talking animatedly with Hannah, but she understood my downer mood so she and I decided to get some ice cream while we waited for Edward to come.

We walked into the Marble Slab Creamery right next to the movie theatre, when I stepped into the air conditioned little space three things happened.

Dean was walking out of the store; I tripped over the threshold of the door, and he caught me before I hit the ground.

My breathing was heavy but not because I had just tripped. It was because he was holding me. I thought I felt his arms tighten around my shoulders, almost as if he were savoring the moment, before he set me upright.

The back of his hand brushed mine and my own hands yearned to lace through his, but I resisted. He walked out and I was left panting to myself and Hannah standing next to me with a stupid grin plastered on her face.

Ok I really need your opinion on Dean. He ties into my plan for Lizzy's future, do you think too much happened in one chapter? Oh wow I just really need some reassurance on this. Oh and in case an gives a damn, my ankle hurts like hell still… ya know if any cares… -sniff-