A/N: SORRY! SORRY! SORRY! I'm sorry I didn't update quicker! Life is kinda crazy at the moment.

Disclaimer: The Twilight Saga is the sole property of Stephanie Meyer, not mine.

A/N: I know this is the same chapter as before, but it was brought to my attention that it was acciedentally doubled. I am going back, now and correcting this error. I am so sorry for the inconvenience.

"Come on, Bella! Work with me, please!" begged Jackie.

I was currently inside her mammoth sized closet, getting ready for the first day of school.

"Jackie, it's just school, not one of your Paris fashion shows!" I exclaimed. I hated being Bella Barbie!

"But Bella! You can't walk inside a high school looking like a hobo!" she whined. A hobo? Sure, a hobo in $500 jeans!

"I doubt hobos are forced into death traps by their sisters!"

"They aren't death traps! They are limited edition Jimmy Choos! Only 10 pairs in the whole world! Very expensive!" she was hysterical.

"I'm not wearing them." my voice came out cold.

"Yes you are. I've seen it." Charlisa calmly replied, leaning against the entrance of Jackie's closet. "Jackie, better hope Randi doesn't see this."

Jackie blanched and I smiled; that was my ticket out!

"Jackie, you make me wear those death traps, and Randi finds out about this." Okay, I know that was harsh, but I won't die because of those shoes.

"Now, I really wouldn't do that if I were you, Bella. You know what happened last time. Who suffered most, you or I?" Jackie was completely lethal. Her mouth was a snarl, her eyes seemed piercing, and her voice was bleak and cold.

"Me." my voice shook. I hadn't been expecting this. I expected a gasp and then a tantrum, but not this.

"Now, put the shoes on or you'll be tortured for the next six months, everyday!" she threatened, yet it sounded more like a promise. My face expression must have been funny because Charlisa chuckled. I glared at her.

"You," Jackie pointed at Charlisa, "in the chair. NOW!" Charlisa gulped and now it was my turn to laugh. I slipped the deathtraps on and made my way out the closet.

"Done!" exclaimed Jackie, and I turned around to have a look at Charlisa.

"No! It's a surprise! Now sit on my bed in your room and wait for my cue."

"What cue? What are you talking about?" I was confused.

"Honestly? I want to be there when you see yourself in the mirror, Bella! Now, Randi, then Charlisa, then you, then me! Now shoo, shoo. Go to your room and wait. I must get ready!" she ran back inside her closet and the door closed shut. I sighed and ran to my room.

I lay on the bed and closed my eyes. Forks High School. The place we had met. The place where I had thought I met my family. So many memories, so much pain. I felt a pang in my heart, followed by anger. Why was I wallowing in dispair? I wasn't anything to them! They left me! They threw me away like trash!

Charlie. I ws hit by a wave of sorrow at the thought of my father. Had he lived to be at least 90? Where had he been buried? Did he remarry? What about Renee? Did she live a long happy life along side Phil? Did they have any children? Was I an older sister? Where had they been buried? Here in Forks? In Pheniox? Or Jacksonville? Or another random place they moved to?

My mind raced with unknown questions. It was no longer a thirst for the anwers, it was need to the point of pain. I was so caught up in my unanswered question, that I didn't even hear the opening of the door.

"Bells? Bella, are you...alright?" a soft, bass voice asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine, Eric. Why?" I replied, my eyes still closed. I had to be strong. I couldn't let them see how much being back in Forks affected me.

"You've hardly spoken to anybody since you got here. You're always cooped up in this room." He had me there. Ugh! Was I really that obvious?

"No you aren't completely obvious, it's just that I know you that well." he explained. I opened my eyes to give him a confused look.

"Now, your facial expressions could use some help." he chuckled as I glared at him.

"ISABELLA MARIE SWAN!"

Eric and I both grimanced. Jacqueline only used my full name when I did something wrong or was irritated at me.

"What?"

"COME HERE!" she demanded.

"Looks like my cue to leave." Eric said and darted out the door. Scaredy cat! I sighed and made my slow pace to Jackie's room. When I got there, Jackie was no longer in her pajamas.

She wore bright red skinny jeans, artfully ripped here and there. She wore a metallic gold strapless top, and a bright red stylish vest on top. Her long black hair had been transformed 3 ½ inches shorter than normal. It was pin straight, with few curls. On her feet she wore metallic gold ballet flats. Ballet flats? She can wear ballet flats, but I had to wear death traps!

"What? Doesn't it look nice?" she asked, twirling around, giving me a full view of her outfit.

"Yeah, you looking dashing but would you like—" she cut me off.

"Bella, sweetie, no one has said dashing in like...10 years. Precision of language, please!"

"Fine," I grumbled, "you look gorgeous. Now, why do you get to wear ballet flats, whereas I was forced to were death traps?"

"Silly Bella! The Jimmy Choos look way better on you with that outfit than any ballet flats I own." she explained, her eyes bright and warm...No!

"Stop trying to hypnotise me!" I closed my eyes quickly and refused to look at her.

"What? Bella, my power isn't hypnosis." her tone full of fake innocence.

"I'll keep the shoes on! Just stop it!"

"Mmm...okay! Now come on! Look at yourself in the mirror, I didn't let you before beacuse I personally wanted to see your expression, but I had to do Charlisa after you then Randi so I didn't have time. Then we would've been late to school, on the first day no less!" she said pulling out a full length mirror from God knows where.

She took a deep breathe, "Now...look!" So I did. I gasped.

There in the mirror was the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. Her mahogany colored hair was down, it cascaded in curls down her back. She had full, pink lips covered in clear lip gloss. Her eyes were framed with long eyelashes and dark blue eyeliner. Her eyeshadow was a dark smoky blue. She had high cheek bones that showed a small tint of pink.

She wore a sapphire blue kimono top that tightened under the bosom, showing her cleavage. She wore dark blue skinny jeans, artfully faded, and silver high heels. She wore silver hoop earrings and a silver and sapphire pendant that held the family crest. She was utterly stunning, but who was she?

"Do you like it? I mean I could let you wear ballet flats if it make you feel better." Jackie whispered timidly. I shook my hea

"I look great! Thank you so much!" I exculted.

"Oh, Bella. I didn't do anything, just added the lipgloss, eyeliner, and eyeshadow. The rest is all you."

"Okay. Now come on or we're going to be late." I grabbed her armed and dragged her out of the room, down the stairs, and into the living room.

"Guys hurry up!" I shouted. I was answered by a chorus of, "Coming!" The sound of doors opening and closing was heard and then the whisper of wind.

Charlisa wore a lime green and white stripped halter top. She wore a white denim mini skirt and strappy lime green 1 ½ heels. Her short brown hair was spiked out as always. She wore clear lip gloss, some light pink blush, and a dash of lime green eyeshadow. She wore the family crest on a ocean blue colored ribbon on her wrist. Her crest was in turqoise and topaz.

Jason wore a lime green collared polo shirt and white jean shorts. He wore the lime green Converse that Jackie had bought him. His dark hair was gelled up at the front. He wore the family crest on a sports cuff at his wrist. His was turqoise and topaz as well.

Randi wore a blood red tube top with a stylish white vest on top. The vest showed a lot of cleavage. She wore white, jean skinny jeans that were artfully ripped. She wore blood red ballet flats. Her dirty blonde hair hung in beautiful curls. A pair of stylish, white sunglasses worked as a hairband. She wore watermelon lip gloss, pink blush, and black eyeliner. She, like me, wore the family crest on a pendant except hers was emerald green and copper.

James was wearing a blood red, collared shirt with small white horizantal strips. He wore white jean shorts and red Converse. He also wore the family crest on a sports cuff and, like Randi's was, emerald green and copper.

Eric wore dark black jeans and a dark grey, short sleeved, button up shirt. The sleeves were cuffed. His light brown skin glowed, like Jackie's, against the dark colors. He wore all black Converse. At his wrist was a black sports cuff with the family crest. His was plain white.

Jackie squealed and we all gave her a questioning look.

"What?"—she shrugged—"Can't I be happy that we look perfect?"

"Hey, where's your family crest?" asked Jason. Jackie's hand flew to her neck and then she flew up the stairs.

Randi chuckled, "Sometimes Jackie stresses to much on lookin' good that she forgets things."

"Shut up country bumpkin." Jackie muttered as she came down the stairs. She wore a pendant too; her family crest was made of rubies and gold. Randi growled and stuck out her tounge.

"Very mature, guys." Charlisa commented, amused.

"Whatever. Look, come on we gotta leave now if we want to be on time." Eric declared.

"Alright. Um...How about, Eric you can take Bella's black 2010 Mercedes-Benz E-Class Coupe. Jason, you and Charlisa, take the red Audi RS4. James, you and Randi can take the green Camaro. I'll take my Corvette Grand, I'll simply change the color into a gold. Bella you can ride with me or Eric."

"I'll ride with you."

"Okay, let's go people!" She rushed out of the living room and into the garage. Randi opened the cabinet where we kept the keys to all the cars and grabbed them. She proceeded to throw them. I caught Jackie's keys seeing as she was busy.

Jackie's hand caressed the hood of her car. She closed her eyes in deep concentration; slowly gold color oozed from under her hand turning the car a metallic gold instead of its original dark purple. Her look of concentration broked and turned into a grin.

"All done. Now, come on Bella." She got into the driver's seat and I followed into the passenger seat. I gave her the keys, she set them into the ignition and the car purred to life. Jackie gave a satisfied sigh, the car lurched forward and we were racing out the driveway.

We raced across the highway at a speed so fast a human would only see blurs. I saw every little thing in exact detail. I could hear birds chirping their songs five miles away. The little hairs on every leaf...

"YOU ASSHOLE!" Jackie's shrill scream cut through my thoughts. A silver Volvo had cut in front of Jackie so she had to slam the brakes. The force was so great that my torso slung forward a bit. Jackie blasted the horn and then raced after the Volvo.

"Jackie..." I trailed off; she glared at me, her face set in a snarl. I heard chuckling and turned towards my window. Eric was in my car, laughing at Jackie. The Volvo driver seemed to notice us, well Jackie, and accelerated more.

"OH, HELL NA!" The speedometer needle reached 197 m.p.h. She cut in front of the Volvo and the poor Volvo driver tried to get in front of her, but Jackie swerved everytime, blocking their path.

Jackie let out a giggle which built into a laugh. "HOW DO YOU LIKE THEM APPLES?" I giggled. That was Jackie alright. Jackie sped off leaving the Volvo in the dust.

"Really Jackie? Really?" I questioned, my tone light and teasing.

"What? No stupid, shiny Volvo owner is gunna cut in front of me. Uh-uh. No way. Who does he think he is? Cutting on front in me like that. I should go back and rip that guy's head off." I grinned at her; then realisation washed over me. I'd heard someone say the exact same sentence once before. No! I wouldn't think of that.

"We're here!" exulted Jackie, slowing down and entered the parking lot. She parked into a space near the entrance, and shortly after she parked our family arrived. Jackie smiled at me, then we both exited the car.

"Yo, Jacizzle, that wuz like da bestest drivin' eva! Dat dumb driver didn't even see ya comin'!" Jason said as soon as we all got out.

"Trying the ganster thing again, Jason?" Eric asked, a smile plastered on his face.

"Yo, bra! Quit crampin' ma style!"

"For realz, E. Ya so borin' turtlez don't wanna be talkin' to ya." Jackie teased. Eric answered with an eye roll.

"Enough of all this ghetto talk. Yall all wanna-be-black." Charlisa answered with a smirk.

"Oh, wateva hatea!" Randi was in this too. Oh no.

"Come on guys, be mature. We have to go to the office to get our schedules. Remember the stories. Jacqueline and Eric Gonzalez, Randi Elmore, Bella Swan, Jason Howards and James Stark." I stated.

"Fine." everyone grumbled. Jackie gave in a deep sigh then she stiffened.

"What? What's wrong?" Eric inquired, worry set in his face.

"Do you smell that?"

"Smell what?" Jason asked as he sniffed the air.

"Chicken butt, Jason." Jackie answered sarcastically.

"Really? You smell chicken butt, 'cause I smell vampire." I froze. I breathed in deeply.

The air tasted of rain and plants: of gasoline and human blood, of paper and ink, of the grabage humans eat. The air tasted fine to me, but there was a sweet overtone. Like of a day old scent that smelt of lavender, honey, and sunshine. It was such a sweet wonderful scent.

"Guys, we gotta be careful. Vamps in the area. We don't know if they're friendly, so we protect the school. Don't make ourselves known. Act human. We follow the scent tonight, check it out. Alright?" Stark instructed; he was our battle strategist. We nodded and proceeded to make our way to the office, until I heard my name.

"Bella?" someone gasped. I turned around, my hair flying around me. Nobody knew my name, except my family of course; I hadn't even entered the office yet. When I saw who it was my blood ran cold. (a/n: metaphorically speaking, of course. vamps don't have blood.)

"No." I shook my head. It couldn't be, it just couldn't be! They aren't suppose to be here. Growls erupted from my family, more loudly from Eric and Jackie. The formed into a half circle, obscuring their vision of me.

There in front of me stood Adonis himself.

A/N: Okay, I am so sorry. I don't know how this chapter repeated itself. I am sorry for any inconveniences. Please review!

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