Told you I would write another chapter! Thanks for the cookies! This one will clear a lot of things up for both Edward and Bella, and soon there will be another meeting with the boy from the mall! Oh, and most of the main events in Twilight will happen, although some will be changed to fit my story and make it better.

"Get up," Damien ordered me, and kicked me in the side. I was laying on the ground, somewhere green, moist, and...dirty. I tasted iron, and spit blood out of my mouth.

"Where...where am I?" I asked hoarsely.

"Well, you definitely aren't with those other people anymore, the ones who pretended to love you." I could tell that, for once, Damien wasn't drunk. He didn't have the usual crazed look I normally saw in his eyes, and his regular saunter seemed straighter, somehow.

What Damien said angered me. The Cullens had shown me nothing but love and acceptance since I had joined their family, welcoming me with open arms. There was no possibility that they had been pretending to love me.

"Wrong," I spat, staring him straight in the eye. "I may not be with them anymore, but they still love me."

I sat straight up in my bed, sweating and gasping for air. Edward was kneeling next to me with his hand held out, as if he had shaken me awake.

"Bella, are you alright? You were saying something about Damien, and..." he trailed off, his eyes sad. It was unlike him to not finish a sentence.

"And?" I said, worried I had said something I might regret. I had always spoken in my sleep, but before now it hadn't mattered, since I had always had my own room. Now, it seemed like I shared my room with everyone else, since they were in here so much.

"And you said we didn't love you." he said, his beautiful voice thick. "Is that what you really think?"

My face broke into an uncontrollable smile, relieved, though it probably looked strange to him. "No, Edward. I know you guys love me. I was just explaining it to someone...who didn't love me quite as much." I said, my smile darkening.

His eyes turned coal black for a moment, and I looked down at my lap. After a few seconds, he said gruffly, "You have to get up for school. I'm sure Alice will want to make you over, and I know she'll be coming to find you in a few seconds if you don't get up." I looked at him, and his eyes were back to normal, although that strange honey color, and he had replaced his frown with a forced smile.

"Edward...I'm fine, really. I can't change what happened in my past, however much I would like to. Damien's come and gone, can't we just forget about him?" I suggested.

His fake smile melted into that lopsided grin of his, and I nearly fell off of the bed. "You're right, Bella. And by the way, you have about three seconds."

I raised an eyebrow, confused. I was about to ask what I had three seconds for, when Alice barged into the room, stopping at the end of the bed, hands on hips and nostrils flaring. "What are you doing?! We should be doing your makeup already, and we haven't even picked your outfit! Come on!"

She grabbed me by the arm and pulled me into my closet, while Edward looked on from behind, amused. She grabbed things off the shelves and hangers, seemingly at random, and shoved them into my arms. She stepped out of the closet, saying menacingly that I had thirty seconds, and closed the door behind her.

I changed quickly, without looking at the clothes, not wanting to know what she had put me in, attempting to make me look more beautiful than I really was. I stepped out just as she was reaching for the doorknob, and she smiled at me, smug.

I rolled my eyes and walked into the bathroom, already understanding that this was going to turn into a daily routine. Rosalie and Alice did the same thing as they had on Wednesday for our shopping trip. That was fine with me, since I didn't think anything else would look good on me at all.

I walked out of the bathroom and turned around to wait for Alice and Rosalie. I realized they were wearing almost the same thing, but in different colors. Alice was wearing a pink skirt and white halter top, with white, strappy sandals. Rose was wearing red and black, and I was in gold and black. Guessing that this would be a tradition for us, what with Alice and Rosalie grinning like maniacs, I sighed, resigned.

I hadn't noticed Edward coming up behind me, so he startled me when he spoke. "You look very pretty today, Bella," he whispered, his lips close to my ear. I turned around, and he was smiling at me. He picked me up bridal style and carried me out of the house, surprising me. I screamed, and he laughed. I soon joined him, as did everybody else, following us. Edward set me back on my feet in front of the passenger side door to his Volvo, and he walked quickly over to the driver's side.

"You'll be riding to school with me today, Bella." he said, opening his door.

I got in, closing the door behind me, and didn't bother to put my seatbelt on. He was the first out of the driveway, with everyone else behind us in Emmett's Jeep.

We settled into a comfortable silence, me looking out the window and him concentrating on the road. My thoughts wandered to my relationship with Edward. Was he a brother? A best friend? Or was it possible he already loved me back, and was afraid to admit it? He had seemed comfortable enough when carrying me out the door this morning, and when he had caught me after I fell out of the car.

I knew if he wanted to, he would say it. He seemed pretty straightforward, but I wasn't sure. I was afraid that he didn't feel the same way. And that if I said anything about it, he would become distant, and whatever friendship or feelings we had for each other would evaporate.

I couldn't let that happen.

I glanced over at Edward, and found him watching me. The car wasn't moving, and I looked out only to see that we were already in a parking lot, presumably at the school.

"Are you ready?" Edward asked me.

In response, I climbed out of the car, walking over to meet Alice and the rest of my family. Alice explained that I would have to go to the office for my schedule, so I followed her to the building that from the outside looked more like a small apartment than part of a school.

I walked inside, eager to collect my schedule and leave. A red-haired woman looked up from typing on her computer, and she plastered a smile on her face.

"Can I help you?" she asked.

"I'm Isabella Swan, and-"

"Oh, the new student! I have your schedule right here, and map of the school." she interrupted loudly, handing me some papers. "Also, you need to get all of your teachers to sign this, and bring it back in at the end of the day." she finished, handing me another slip of paper.

I thanked her, and exited the small building, walking down the sidewalk. With my siblings around me, I knew the revelation my dream had caused was true. My family loved me, no doubt about it.