A/N: Here is where the story really starts to take the turn towards the end of the world. Like I said I am going to try and make you scratch your head and say what the hell? IT will all play out in the end. This chapter will be Bella's point of view. She's going to let you in her head a little without talking to you. Here it goes. Lets jump in feet first.

Chapter 9

"Hey Bella, want to take a walk with me?" Edward asked as he stuck his head in the den where I was sitting and sketching the forest.

I jumped a little from the unexpected interruption and turned towards him. I nodded as I tucked my notebook into my backpack. I slung it over my shoulder and followed him out the door.

"Bella, do you realize that every time I am near you, I get a sense of peace. You soothe the pain and irritation of hearing what everyone around me is thinking. Your mind is like a silent, peaceful garden. It doesn't hurt that you're easy on the eyes either." He said after we had walked a little ways.

I smiled at him. He was gorgeous no doubt. Eyes that burned intensely bright green. His hair, disobeyed him but still looked put together. His fingers were long and elegant. I could imagine him sitting in front of a piano. He always seemed to be thinking.

"I guess what I'm saying is I really enjoy your company. I hope that you enjoy mine as well."

We walked along the trails down by the other campers cabins. The others had left when the news broke of the Zombies in Japan. Their parents were afraid that they would be attacked and be defenseless. I guess the six of us that was left was on our own. Our parents hadn't contacted the Cullen's or even attempted to come get us. I got a little bored so I pulled out the book of matches I kept in my bag. Hey never know. Scouts motto...Be Prepared. I stayed prepared for anything since the day Riley died. I began striking them and letting them burn down to my fingers. I had let four or five burn before I realized something. I grabbed Edward's arm and pulled on him.

"What?"

I handed him the matches.

"So they are matches."

I rolled my eyes at him as I took them from him. I struck one and touched it to the back of his hand.

"Ow. Wait. I didn't feel anything."

I struck my forehead with the palm of my hand and rolled my eyes again. I struck another one and touched his hand again. I looked up at him and waited for it to register. When it did the lines above his eyes deepened and he grabbed my hand and pulled me back the way we had came.

"There's no heat to the matches."

I silently went duh as I let him pull me back to the house.

He turned to me, "How many do you have left?"

I just stared at him.

"Matches, Bella, Matches?"

I mentally chastised myself and counted in my head. I held up five fingers twice.

"Ten. Great." he mumbled as he turned back to see where we were going.

When we arrived back at the house, he hollared for Doctor Cullen. We found him in the kitchen with Esme.

"Doctor Cullen. You have to see what Bella just discovered. It's crazy. Show him Bella."

I took a match out of the box and struck it against the box and touched it to his arm as I heard Esme gasp.

"Don't worry, Ms. Esme." Edward soothed her.

"Do that again Bella." Doctor Cullen ordered. "I want to make sure I felt what I think I felt."

I repeated the process. He shook his head.

"I didn't feel a thing. No burn, no warmth, nothing."

"What does it mean?" Edward asked him.

"I don't know Edward. I really don't."

He told us to go back to what we were doing and he was going to go contact some of his friends and see if they could help him explain what was going on. I was scared. I knew the world was changing but I just didn't realize how much. What would happen? Would the zombies come here? Would the world freeze? I hope he got answers.