Elphaba was fully prepared for Saturday with Edward. That was, except for one unmade decision: should she wear her hat?

It was a witch hat, suiting to the fact that Elphaba was a witch. But she didn't dare tell Edward or Bella yet. Not only was she uncertain if they would still accept her after knowing, but it would totally blow her cover. As she was reminded why she was even here, at Forks, in the first place, Elphaba's eyes filled with tears. The truth was, she was a 22-year-old witch on the run from the Wizard and his guards, using a simple spell to pose as a 17-year-old.

Sadly, though, her green skin was not due to any spell. She was born that way, for one reason or another. Elphaba became rather shocked to find that she was crying as memories of her life before becoming the Wicked Witch of the West flooded her mind. Stop crying! She scolded herself. You're being such a baby! Stop it! When she finally managed to calm down, Elphaba glided out her front door, leaving her witch hat on her bed.

A few minutes later, the green woman was in the passenger's seat in Bella's truck. Neither of the girls spoke a word to each other. Finally, Bella broke the silence and began, "Elphaba… there's something I need to tell you… about Edward."

"So tell me," replied Elphaba absent-mindedly.

"Well… I noticed his eyes were strangely amber. So I did some research, and I found that it was an omen… called 'the cold one'. Anyway, I searched it on Google and-,"

"What's Google?"

"Um… I'll explain later. Anyway, it said that the cold one usually belongs to people with cold, pale skin… and super speed and strength. You saw how fast he ran over and tackled that snob that tripped you. Well… I told Edward that I knew his secret… I knew he was a vampire. Luckily, his family only eats the blood of animals, but he said… he said… Elphaba, are you okay?"

Elphaba was shuddering as everything of her wretched past came to the front of her mind. That was the whole reason she became the Wicked Witch of the West: to protect the Animals in Oz from the Wizard's cruel policies. The thought that Edward, who had been so kind to her, could suck the blood out of them… trying to hide the fact that she was upset, Elphaba said, "I'm fine… continue…"

"Well… he said that he was interested in my blood for some reason," continued Bella. "Then he went into the sunlight… and his skin began to sparkle. He told me that it was the skin of a killer. He asked me if I was afraid, and I told him I wasn't… I think I'm in love with him, Elphaba…"

Bella stopped talking and looked at her friend, who was trembling. She asked Elphaba if she was afraid of Edward now that she knew the truth. "No, I'm not afraid," Elphaba answered. "I just… well, I'm happy for you, Bella. Maybe Edward has feelings for you, too."

"Oh, he definitely does!" Bella exclaimed. "The other night, he snuck into my room and was just staring at me sleeping… he said it was fascinating!"

"I mean… that's sort of good, right? It's not like he should climb through your window every night to watch you sleep, but at least he cares. Before I moved here, I went to school with this kid Fiyero…, who I did like, I'll admit! But… I haven't seen him in a really long time… who knows if he's even still alive…"

Not being able to help it, Elphaba began to sob aloud, and Bella pulled over her truck so she could comfort the green girl. "Hey… it's alright, now," Bella soothed. "I'm pretty sure he's still alive… that he thinks about you time to time…" After Elphaba composed herself, the girl in love with the vampire continued driving until they reached the Cullens' house.

Edward smiled slyly as Bella got out of the car. "So, you showed up," he commented, "and Elphaba, too. Come on, let's meet my folks…"

"Edward…" Bella addressed.

"Yeah?"

"I told her… about-,"

"Don't worry. I figured you would… Man, Elphaba, aren't you usually more talkative than this?"

"Ordinarily, yes, but-," The green girl never finished her sentence, for she was so taken aback by how spacious it was. "It's so light and open," gasped Bella as Edward took her jacket off.

"What did you expect?" Edward grinned. "Coffins and dungeons… and moats?"

"Oh my," interrupted Elphaba.

"Not the moats," Bella chuckled. She found herself entranced by all these paintings. Some were rather odd, but Elphaba just assumed it was because they were of stuff she didn't know. "It's the one place we don't have to hide," explained Edward as he led his two friends up the staircase. "Oh great…I told them not to do this…"