I was graced with a headache when I awoke. It thumped so hard at my head I didn't dare open my eyes. I felt around in front of me for the steering wheel but my hand fell through empty air.

Grudgingly, I pried my eyes open to view a large, beige coloured bedroom. I was sitting upright on a huge double bed; the pillows were fluffed up to support my neck and floral sheets enveloped me.

I blinked a few times to take in my surroundings. Directly in front of me, a window covered the entire wall, revealing a breathtakingly beautiful view of a lake down the valley.

"You're awake." A high soprano voice greeted me. I turned around to see the owner of the lovely voice and was presented with a blonde beauty. Her hair was loosely resting on her shoulders, framing her delicate face perfectly. She was dressed in a little laced black dress revealing her long, slender legs. "You've been in an accident, nothing serious, so relax, I'm Rosalie." She smiled sweetly.

"Where's Edward?" The words escaped from my mouth before I had the chance to consider them. Her smile faltered.

"He's not here at the moment, so I suggest you just lie down. I have to go get the doctor." She gestured to the door and swiftly walked out.

I have to get out of here.

I slipped out of the bed, and padded across the carpeted floorboards barefoot. I went in search of my bag and shoes. They were placed by the wardrobe neatly.

Quickly I shoved my feet into Bella's flats and swung her satchel across my shoulder.

"Leaving so soon?" A deep male voice boomed from the doorway. "You must be Edwards's friend… Haley was it?"

"Hazel." I corrected. I bet he never got Bella's name wrong.

"Well then Hazel, I'm Carlisle Cullen. I see you were in some sort of motor vehicle accident." The man politely announced.

"Well no thanks to your 'son.'" I retorted, using my fingers to emphasize the quotation on son.

"What do you mean by that?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I know everything thing about you and your family of bloodsucking leeches. I know you're all vampires, and Edward most certainly was not adopted. Rather, you claim he is to save your butt." I cried.

Well, that's what I would have said if I had the guts to. I'd tempted fate once already today and look where that got me.

Instead, I meekly replied; "Edward's adopted, right?"

He peered at me conspicuously for a moment before replying; "Yes, you're right I suppose. Lie back down on the bed for me."

"Excuse me?"

"I need to examine you." He said wryly. As Stephenie Meyer suggested, he was every bit more dashing than Brad Pitt.

"I don't think so. I'm fine, so I'll be on my way now. Nice meeting you." I concluded briefly.

"I don't think so young lady." Carlisle retorted before gracefully pacing over to the spot I stood, hoisted me up by the waist and planted me firmly on the bed. All the while, I made unintelligent rebuttals and thumped him across the shoulders.

"Pipe down Hazel." He said annoyed as he flashed a light in my eyes, holding me firmly with a hand. I squirmed and squinted as he did so.

From the doorframe a low chuckle voiced its way into the room.

"Feisty little thing isn't she?" Carlisle laughed to Edward, who was coolly leaning against the doorframe.

"Get him away from me." I sighed huffily.

"Me away from you? Well this is a first; I don't think a female has ever tried to repel me before." He smirked.

"I guess there's a first time for everything." I answered, slightly shocked by his ego. "Are you going to explain to me what you were doing hiding in my car?" Carlisle flicked the switch off on the torch off.

"What were you doing hiding?" He asked Edward, trying to conceal an obvious grin.

"I wasn't hiding; I was sitting patiently, waiting to talk to you." Edward replied, all traces of humour gone.

"You lashed out at me while I was driving! If I you were 'patiently sitting there' then I would have seen your reflection in the rear view mirror. Unless you can't see a vampire's reflection, after all." I blurted the last sentence without thinking and went a deep red as the smile Carlisle tried to hide completely vanished.

"Vampire?" The two chorused. Edwards tone sounded nervous, while Carlisle's sounded confused.

I brought my thumbnail to my lips and began to chew; an awful habit I had when it came to nerves.

"Aussie slang?" I said even more timidly.

Carlisle eyes narrowed while Edwards widened.

"For what?" Carlisle queried, eyes now narrowed so tightly they could barely pass for slits.

I gulped deeply, and sucked up the courage to lie; "Complete idiot, haven't you heard that term before?"

"I can't say that I have." He answered, "But I'll take your word for it." He said shaking his head in disbelief.

"Kids..." He muttered under his breath. "Edward, apologize to our guest and seeing as you're the culprit in this occurrence you can deliver the doctors verdict, since I've had my fair share of abuse for the day." Before either of us could object he briskly made his way out of the room.

"Where's my car?" I demanded.

"It's completely totaled so you'll have to spend the night here." He answered quickly as if he were ripping a band aid off a hairy leg.

"NO! I refuse to be in the same room with you any longer, give me a phone and I'll ring someone to pick me up." I cried.

The ego maniac in him returned with a vicious smile.

"You know playing hard to get isn't as alluring as it seems."

"I'll walk then!" I shouted red in the face with rage.

"You wouldn't know where to take the first turn." he smirked.

"Well give me a phone."

"You wouldn't know who to call or how to do so." He grinned.

His statement was completely true but I hadn't the faintest idea how he knew that. He couldn't have read my mind... Could he?

"How do you know that?" I asked curiously.

"I have my connections."

We stood in silence for a few more moments before I gave in.

"If I'm going to stay I need to let Charlie know, and if I'm going to inform him of such news I may as well ask him to pick me up." I argued.

"Charlie couldn't care less of your whereabouts."

His knowledge of my secrets continued to amaze me.

"Look freak, keep your opinions to yourself and I might consider not gauging your eyes out while your asleep."

"That sounds reasonable enough."

"Good, I'll go find your sister, Rosalie right? She can help me wash away the antagonizing memories I have of this conversation with you."

"I'm afraid the rest of my family will be dining out tonight so it's just you and me bucko."

"Bucko? You have got to be kidding me."

"Cheer up, every girl in forks would kill to be in your place right now."

"Fancy that. So what was it you were waiting to ask me while HIDING in my truck?" I asked, taking a seat on the floral bedspread of the double bed. My head was still throbbing so I rested it against the pillow.

Edward walked over to the bed, resting a hand on the head, looking down at me.

"Well where should I start?" He chuckled.

This is going to be a long night.

Hey guys, thanks again for your support.

Sorry about the late post; I've been struggling with a bad case of writers block as you can prob tell from this chapter. It's kind of filler I guess.

That and I had an awesome commerce assignment that went for eight pages. Anyone who wants to read it just tell me!!! (In case you couldn't tell that was sarcasm)

I've got pictures on my profile page of Rosalie's black dress (she's wearing it because she's "dining out" for those who remembered she is kind of a fashion slacker) (and yes I PROMISE there is a logical reason to her humility) and other stuff from previous chapters up on it so check it out.

Till next time
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