(having a bella POV for like two sentences)
Bella POV
I wasn't thinking. I wasn't stable. Was it a good idea to be here? To interact. To try and deal with... everything. It was not a good idea to be involved. I was not stable.
Jazzy POV
I had Carlisle call everyone to a family meeting. I explained about the kiss, the art room, leaving out the picture of Rose; I had a feeling that was something Bella did not want to be shared, Lauren, the name calling, the whipsers, the rumours, the truck, and the instabability of Bella's mind. They were all concerned, except for one. Edward. The one who should be the most concerned. Yet his face was passive, uncaring. We all felt many different emotions in theis time. Hate, pity, sympathy, confusion, suspicion, indifference.
After, Jasper pulled Rosalie aside, "Today I put all the pieces together, and all she wanted to do was not talk about it she gave me this and told me to tell you, 'There is no beauty to marvel a rose.' and she told me to give this to you," Jasper handed her the wrapped object Bella had given him today. Rose took the package gently and painstakenly opened it. Inside was the drawing of Rosalie, now painted, tear track still running down here face.
I snuck away to the bathroom to write this for all of you! please review! luv you guys!