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Disclaimer: The Twilight Saga is the sole property of Stephanie Meyer. I simply changed the plot slightly and twisted her characters to fit mine.

*~*CHAPTER 7*~*

During our second period, Jackie seemed tence. She had a free period next. What as she planning to do? I didn't think about it much; maybe she was going into shock about seeing her love?

DING!

"Hey, Bella. Have a nice class. Bye!" I was left stupified. Jackie never acted like this. She was up to something. Something big.

"Hey, you're the new girl, Isabella?" I turned quickly turned. A small petite girl whispered, coming out like a question. She was pretty; dirty blonde hair, almost the color of hazelnut, light hazel eyes covered with a set of glasses, button nose, rosy cheeks and lips. Her eyes flashed with fear as if she was afraid I was going to slap her.

"Uh...just Bella." I replied giving her one of my brightest smile. This girls seemed nice. Her eyes widened slightly in shock, and suddenly I was hit with a wave of sorrow. Not many people were nice to this girl were they.

"Er...hi...Bella. I was wondering...if you needed any help...getting to your next class?" Her voice was dripping in shyness.

"Sure. I have...er," I pretended to look down at my schedule, " Music with Mr. Karg." Her heart beat accelerated, and I wondered why.

"I...uh...have that class next as well." I observed her and saw a book of sheet music in her hand. I smiled slighlty more.

"Great, would you like to lead the way, um..." I trailed off. I didn't know her name.

"Oh, um...my name is Asia. Asia Morrow." She slowly stuck out her hand. I shook it. "I'm Bella. Bella Swan." She smiled a geniuine smile.

"You're name fits you perfectly." We walked down the hallway, and she was slowly coming out of an invisible shell. I raised an eyebrow.

"Bella means beautiful in Italian." She explained, her cheeks flooding with a light pink coloring. I smiled, remembering how I used to be like that. I smiled again.

"Thanks." I felt the familiar heat on my cheeks.

We continued to make our way to our music class. She talked softly and shyly, but not as she had before. She told me about the Music class and about she was also and Band and about how much I would love Music class.

"Just be careful." She finished, as we approached a door that was clear labeled in bold, black letters. Music and descorated with treble clefts.

"Mr. Karg is a very patient man, but he will not tolerate back talking and/or bullying." She spoke so mature and well-mannered; I knew she was smart. Suddenly she lowered her voice and mumbled under her breathe, "Which is why I like his class. They can't make fun of me."

If I were a normal, human teenager I wouldn't have been able to hear that. If I were a human teenager I wouldn't have been angered by that. But I wasn't human. I hissed softly, but not loud enough for Asia to hear. Why would anyone want to bully this girl? Or woman?

"Come on!" Asia broke me out from whatever trance I had been in. She tugged lightly on my arm, pulling me inside. The room was simple. The walls were a soft, pale blue-gray and the the floor tiles were a dirty white. Plastic chairs were lined up into 4 cruved, hoeizantal lines. In front of every chair was a dark grey music stand. The chairs faced a single grand music stand.

The grand music stand held a conductor's wand, and 5 binders filled of sheet music. At least five feet behind the grand stand was an upright, oak piano, pushed up against the wall. There were 5 wide open doors leading to instrument closets. A book shelf faced the piano on the opposite wall filled with sorted folders, organized by instrument.

The lights weren't very bright, but the enitre wall facing the door was covered in windows. Under every window were trapizoid tables, hold every instrument in an orchastra, proudly put in display.

"This room also doubles as the Band Room." Asia whispered next to me. So that explains all the instruments.

"Come on. Let's sit up front." Asia smiled, but then her smile faltered. "I mean...if...you want to."

I gave her a reassuring smile. "Of course." We sat in the front row and sat there, silently, waiting for the teacher to come out. Asia was pouring on her sheet music book. The class filed in and sat and chatted away.

Have you seen the new kids?

Yeah, I have! OMG! Are they hot!

I know! I mean have you seen the blonde one? H-O-T, hottie!

They look kinda like the Cullens.

I know right!

Hey look at her! She is sexy!

That's Isabella, I think.

I gotta get me some of that!

I mentally cringed. Have these teenagers no shame? Were they always so ruled by there hormones? I began to drown them out and I stared at the piano. Then a memory hit me, hard. It was heavily clouded, because it had been seen through clouded human eyes.

*~*Input from Twilight*~*

He gave me a long, exasperated look before he turned to the keys.

And then his fingers flowed swiftly across the ivory, and the room was filled with a composition so complex, so luxuriant, it was impossible to believe only one set of hands played. I felt my chin drop, my mouth open in astonishment, and heard low chuckles behind me at my reaction.

Edward looked at me casually, the music still surging around us without a break, and winked. "Do you like it?"

"You wrote this?"I gasped, understanding.

He nodded. "It's Esme's favorite."

I closed my eyes, shaking my head.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm feeling extremely insignificant."

The music slowed, transforming into something softer, and to my surprise I detected the melody of his lullaby weaving through the profusion of notes.

"You inspired this one," he said softly. The music grew unbearably sweet.

I couldn't speak.

"They like you, you know," he said conversationally. "Esme especially."

I glanced behind me, but the huge room was empty now.

"Where did they go?"

"Very subtly giving us privacy, I suppose."

I sighed. "They like me. But Rosalie and Emmett..." I trailed off, not sure how to express my doubts.

He frowned. "Don't worry about Rosalie,"he said, his eyes wide and persuasive. "She'll come around."

I pursed my lips skeptically. "Emmett?"

"Well, he thinks I'm a lunatic, it's true, but he doesn't have a problem with you. He's trying to reason with Rosalie."

"What is it that upsets her?"I wasn't sure if I want to know the answer.

He sighed deeply. "Rosalie struggles the most with...what we are. It's hard for her to have someone on the outside know the truth. And she's a little jealous."

"Rosalie is jealous of me?" I asked incredulously. I tried to imagine a universe in which someone as breathtaking as Rosalie would have any possible reason to feel jealous of someone like me.

"You're human." He shrugged. "She wishes that she were, too."

"Oh," I muttered, still stunned. "Even Jasper, though..."

"That's really my fault," he said. "I told you he was the most recent to try our way of life. I warned him to keep his distance."

I thought about the reason for that, and shuddered.

"Esme and Carlisle...?" I continued quickly, to keep him from noticing.

"Are happy to see me happy. Actually, Esme wouldn't care if you had a third eye and webbed feet. All this time she's been worried about me, afraid that there was something missing from my essential makeup, that I was too young when Carlisle changed me...She's estatic. Every time I touch you, she just about chokes with satisfaction."

"Alice seems very. . .enthusiastic."

"Alice has her own way of looking at things," he said through tight lips.

"And you're not going to explain that, are you?"

A moment of wordless communication passed between us. He realized that I knew he was keeping something from me. I realized he wasn't going to give anything away. Not now.

*~*End Input From Twilight*~*

Anger swept through me.

All of that had been lies. The all probably laughed afterwards think about how pathetically I had believed they liked me. And the secret. Alice's Secret. She probably saw how I would be dumped, and that made him feel guilty. So he lead me on.

Except Rosalie.

Rosalie. The only one brave enough not to lead me on. She showed her true disgust towards me. I respected her for that. She didn't make me think she like me.

"Bella? Are you alright?" A timid voice asked. I blinked back my realizations. I looked up and saw Asia next to me, a look of concern on her face.

"Yeah. I'm fine." I lied. I had hoped immortality had made me a better liar, but not so far.

In Asia's hazel eyes flashed disbelief, but it left as soon as it came. She never dropped the concered look of her features.

"Are you sure? You blanked out, and stared at the piano, blankly. Then your facial expression completely changed and turned into one of pure anger and outrage. I thought I had done something wrong," she frowned slightly and her faint downcast expression made me feel guilty, "but then it turned into one of gratitude."

She must think I'm bi-polar. "Sorry. I kinda had a blast from the past. I'm sorry if I made you think I was angry at you. I was angry at myself."

"Why?" Her concerned expression turned into one of sympathy and confusion.

How was I going to explain my situation to her. Oh yeah, I got dumped by my vampire boyfriend 58 years ago. I got bit by a vampire and now here I am and he's here too. That would surely get me put in an asylum.

"It's alright. I can see you don't want to talk about it. Just know, Bella, I'm here if you need someone to talk to."

"Thanks." I mumbled. I stayed silent the rest of the class period. We had to write a poem and turn it into a song, or just write a song. Easy. I had Randi and Jackie. As we filed out of the classroom, I stopped Asia.

"Hey. Um...would you like to sit with my family and I...at lunch?" Her eyes widened, as did some of the girls around that had heard.

"Um..yeah. Yeah, sure. I'd be honored." She smiled a geniuine smile, and I smiled one right back. This was the start to a beautiful friendship.

"Alright. See you there." She nodded and made her way to class. I had a free period next. What to do? What to do?

Jackie had Biology this period, I might as well check on her. Knowing her, she probably blew up at someone. I walked slowly to the Biology class, the same one where he—No! Don't think of him Bella!

I walked to the Biology room, but frowned when Jackie wasn't there. Where was she?

Just then I saw Jackie walking down the hallway, she glance at the map of the school, making sure that she was headed in the right direction.

"You're going the right direction." I stated, giggling at her startled expression.

"S'not very nice to sneek up on people, Bella. They might just want vengeance." She grinned at me wickedly.

"Well yes, but those people wouldn't dare hurt their sibling. Especially, in any emotional way, because that would be real bad, Jacqueline. Hurting someone, going behind someone's back, and being naughty with a person their sibling despises." I retorted, keeping my voice light and teasing.

I remembered the time I had pranked Jackie and her revenge was horrible. When we lived in Salem,Oregon, she had gone behind my back and told this guy that I was in love with him. Poor boy, I hated him. He followed me around until he left for college. I thought that would be the last time I would see him, but Jackie had thought ahead. She gave him my cell phone number and my e-mail address. I had to get a new phone and I deleted my account.

Jackie's eyes widened in horror. She looked scared, like any moment I would pounce on her and rip her limb from limb.

"What? You didn't do anything that bad. It's not like I returned his petty affections." I said, talking about the boy.

"Y...you didn't?" She asked quietly, her eyes still wide.

"Well of course not! He was like a lost puppy dog, following me everywhere. I was so thrilled when he left!"

Her wide eyes narrowed and filled with anger. "So you lead him on? Making him believe you loved him, then acted distraught after he left! That's sick, Bella. Real sick."

"What are you talking about Jacqueline? I never acted distraught after he left! When he left I was so happy! As were you, you said, and I quote, 'Good ridence!If I had known how clingy he would become I wouldn't have told , at least he's no longer a pest!'" I tried to imitate her voice as best I could, but failed miserably. I was bewildered. Why was Jackie acting like this? She hated him too.

"I never said that about him! He's a nice guy, who doesn't deserve you or you're sick ways! Plus I wasn't even there when he left! You're just sick!" She stomped in the Biology Lab, but I grabbed her wrist and pulled her back out. I had one minute.

"Jackie, he's 67 by now. If I go apologize, the outcome wouldn't be good. Besides you should apologize to him, if anyone should apologize at all, because you told him that lie about my affections for him!"

"What are you talking about?" She inquired, exsasperated.

"I'm talking about Brandon McCormick, Salem High School." Shock flashed in her eyes briefly, then her features changed into an expression of mischief.

"What?" I snarled at her. She didn't flinched, just kept on smirking at me.

"Did you enjoy my preformance? Personally I thought I did magnificient, but I may be biased. I also thought I over did the melodrama a little too much, maybe that's why you didn't look too fooled." She pouted. "I'm not that good with acting, but Jason dared me to try out for a play this time, so I felt the need to practice." She sounded convincing, but something told me not to be fooled. I ignored it.

"That was a extrodinary preformance, Jackie. I believed every second of it." I gave her a smile.

"Thank you, thank you!" She blew kisses at an imaginary audience. I giggled at her antics. " Now darling, go enjoy this marvolous hour to thyself and I will see thee in the canteen for some nurishment."

I giggled and waved good-bye. " Have a nice class." And entire hour by myself...what to do, what to do? I could go sit in Jackie's car and listen to music. I made my way to the student parking lot.

I breathed in the sent of coming rain. The parking lot was deserted, I observed as I made my way to Jackie's baby. Wait, what was I doing going into Jacqueline's car when mine was 2 feet away?

I yanked open the door to my car and just sat there. Thank God, James always made us carry a spare car key in our pockets. I put the key and the ignition, and my baby purred to life. I could take a short drive.

My cell phone vibrated in my pocket and burst into my text ringtone for Jackie.

Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars? I could really use a wish right now, wish right now, wish right now.

It was a text message from Jackie.

"Bella, Charlisa said 2 nt take a drive. Ur b-ing watchd, by who she didnt say. She culdnt call or txt bcuz she left her fone in her car. She said 2g2 the library, where she saw you and ignore the 'stupid bastard'. Who the bastard is she didnt say, either. B careful Bella. I dnt lyk the fact sum1's watchin u. I'd meet u in tha library but I dnt think cuttin class on tha 1 day will make my lyf easy. Sorry. I g2g, teechr dude cumin. Bye!"

I frowned in confusion. Who was watching me? I quickly texted back.

Wo's watchin me? R the Volturi aftr us again? Im 0n my way 2 the library n0w.

I quickly stepped out of my car and made sure that my shield, both mental and physical, was up. I could feel my entire family. Suddenly I felt something trying to pierce my mental shield. I could feel eyes boring into me.

I searched around, my eyes narrowed, trying to find the source of the piercing stare. I felt the stare tugging at my shield, coming from an elevated direction towards the school. Whoever it was, they were staring at me from the second floor of the school.

I flexed my shield, pulling it closer. I searched the second floor windows, and was met with unfathomable, topaz eyes. I gasped.

And do you ever want me? Do you ever need me? I know that you left before goodbye. But that's okay. Today's another day!

Jackie was calling but I couldn't look away from his beautiful eyes. My phone kept ringing. It rang and rang, until I finally answered it, without breaking our stare.

"Hello?" My voice sounded breathless.

"Damnit, Bella! I though you were on your way to the library! Anyway, S'to late now. I'm on my way to the parking lot. Just, stay there until I get there. I see you now. Bye."

I hung up, but didn't look away. I couldn't move. There was nothing else besides him and me. No! He left me! He doesn't love me! It was all a trick!

I growled.

"Woah! Down girl!" Jackie chuckled. I glared at her, and she stopped. "What, or who, were you staring at?"

"Nobody of great importance. Let's go." My voice was cold and bitter. Jackie stared up and saw him. I saw her expression soften slightly, then she compost it into one of anger.

"Bastard." She growled and stomped behind me. I looked back, and could have sworn I saw her throw a sympathetic glance, and them share a knowing look. But it could've been my imagination.

I did know there was something wrong with Jacqueline. Something big.

And I intend to find out.

A/N: Hope you guys like it! Jackie's up to something...and someone else is involved? Who could it be? What are they planning? OooOOoo! And her 'little preformance' looked a little fishy to me...devious girl. Please review! Reviews are like chocolate chip cookies! Plus they encourage me to update quickly. Reviews and my best friend's calls saying, "Have you finished the next chapter?" She actually next to me at this moment! Say hi!

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P.S. Jackie's ringtones! Her text ringtone is Airplanes-B.o.B featuring Paramore's Hayley Williams and her call ringtone Another Day-Paramore