The next day in school was a Friday.

Alice babbled a lot and all Cullens kept giving me weird looks. I knew why but that afternoon Edward and I had Biology and I decided to make him a bit uncomfortable and ask.

Before class started I asked him.

"Everybody of your family looks at me weirdly. Like they expect something to happen or like they find it hard to believe I exist." I paused considering how Ella would see their behavior. " Also they are really friendly. Not in the normal way, in a …. 'thank god we finally found you' way. As if … oh never mind I probably sound completely barmy to you."

Edward chuckled. "You're not crazy. Always observant aren't you?" he murmured the last part under his breath.

I looked at him strangely to simulate non-understanding. I understood completely of course.

He chuckled again and looked at me again. And smiled in the way that made my heart stutter.

But I collected myself quickly. "You're doing that thing again." I complained.

"Excuse me?"

But before I could explain the class started. And what the hell. Mitosis. On the first day? And onion root? What the fuck? Well Gosh. History really does repeat itself.

"I'll get the slides you get the microscope." I stated. And went to do so.

I put in the first shard. And looked at it. Looked in the Biology Book for the phase pictures to pretend to look for the answer. I looked again as if to re-confirm. And I wrote down in my by now perfect Handwriting. (Courtesy of Methos). Ana-phase btw.

"Mind if I check?" Edward asked softly.

I looked at him. And crooked my head. "You know Edward, I have the oddest, weirdest, freakiest sense of Deja-Vu right now."

"As do I Lo..- B.. – Ella. So do I."

We continued I identified the slides and Edward confirmed them. And I wrote them into our sheet. But I was a bit triumphant. Hah! I have perfect Handwriting this time around, too.

But really freakish Deja-Vu.

"Do you enjoy the rain?" he asked.

HE WAS ASKING ME ABOUT THE WEATHER? AGAIN?

"Yes, it reminds me of Scotland." I said. Rolling the r, and saying Scotland emphasizing the o and almost swallowing the a.

"Tell me about it."

I thought. Yes that memory was great. " Sometimes the fog will hang very low and if you climb up on hill and you look down. It seems like your standing on clouds and looking down from the heavens themselves. After it rains you can smell the wet grass. Before it rains you can smell it in the air." I smiled softly as if lost in memory.

"You are so beautiful." Edward said softly.

I looked at him surprised.

"you are." Edward insisted, misinterpreting my silence.

"Well of course I am, I am drop dead gorgeous. But the way you said it … "

I turned away as if creeped out. Looking at him slightly weary. Inwardly I smiled.

Surprise, surprise he and I got full marks.

After Biology we had music Alice and Jasper were also in this class.

The teacher asked who played an instrument and wanted us to pick it out.

To my surprise Edward stayed seated. I went for a violin it was my favorite. Methos had taught me several instruments but the violin was my favorite. And Jasper got out a guitar. And Alice opted for a carillon. We were the only ones.

"Well 3 people is more than I usually get. Would you care to demonstrate?"

"Ladies first." Jasper said giving a slight bow.

Alice giggled and started playing sweet, happy melody.

She got applause and curtsied gracefully with giggles.

After all had calmed down. I was supposed to go next.

I took the boe up and positioned the violin. I paused considering. What should I play? Vivaldi's Summer or should I … well yes, why not confuse them some more.

I started. And started playing my Lullaby. I had reconstructed it almost 40 years ago from memory. I concentrated on the notes. Letting my barriers fall. Letting my feelings out. At first I was happy, then I was calm. And then my Lullaby morphed into my own creation. After the calm meldody. It morphed into danger, into mourning, into depressing sadness. And my feelings followed. Then something like tentative hope. Strength, confidence and anger and rage and then quiet danger. It morphed slowly back to the lullaby. And it ended. And with the end my emotions went firmly behind the shields again.

The class applauded loudly and the teacher quite enthusiastically asked. "You were brilliant. How long have you been playing? What was that piece ? I don't know it. You have got to join the band"

I laughed. „Thank you Ms Klein, I have been playing for the great majority of my life my Fathers Partner taught me. The piece well the beginning and the end are of a song it seems I've always known and the in-between is something that just felt right. And I am sorry Ms Klein, but I do not intend to join a band. I would like to concentrate on my academic career."

I turned towards the Cullens who looked at me in shock and awe. Speechless.

I snorted. "You look like statues, very stupid statues."

They loosed at once.

"You next Mr …?"

"Hale." Jasper stated. He took the guitar and started playing. He focused on Alice and also started singing. "Bad Things" by Jace Everett.

I liked that song. And it fit Jasper's Voice so perfectly.

After that class was over.

I wanted to leave quickly but I was cornered. I could tell I would have to lie.

"Oh my god, B – Ella that was so beautiful. Where is the song from? How do you know it? Have you been playing long? Where are you going? Can we go Shopping? Can I visit your home? What are your plans for the weekend? Wanna have a sleepover?." So fast I could barely discern what she had said.

I laughed and moved again towards the door. "Alice if you talked a bit slower and gave me one question at a time I might even be able to answer you."

"You play beautifully." Edward said quietly with a look of admiration, that shortly made my resolve to get revenge waver. But I stomped it down. Firmly.

"Thank you." I said. And I could feel a bit of heat in my cheek. Oh hell, I thought I'd trained that away.

He smiled. I smiled back and forgot I wanted to get to my bike.

"You played beautifully and very emotionally." Jasper observed, he appeared a bit suspicious. "Where is that piece of music from?"

"A dream." I answered. " I have dreamed of this song so very often. I added some bits here and there. But the actual song is from a dream." And indeed it seemed that way most of the time. That my first life, my mortal life was nothing but a dream.

I walked on toward my motorcycle. And started braiding my hair. In the Style necessary so I could wear my helmet without my hair being in the way or a danger to driving.

But I felt self-conscious as all the Cullens gathered to watch me, fascinated it seemed.

I paused.

"You lot, are creeping me out. Why are you all looking at me like I'm the most fascinating thing on earth?"

They didn't answer Rosalie however moved forward. And gently turned me around and touched my hair. "May I?"

"Do you know how?"

"Yes I watched you yesterday."

She softly and quickly plaited my hair.

When I felt her being done I handed her the crunchy.

"Thanks. " I said when I felt my hair was perfectly done.

"Will you join us for a slumber party tomorrow?" Alice asked enthusiastically.

"Sorry but I'll have to take a rain-check on that. There is a martial arts competition this weekend in Seattle, and I am competing. In several disciplines."

"That is very dangerous, you shouldn't put yourself in danger." Edward said.

I looked at him. Ok, I suddenly felt not bad at all about my revenge. He hadn't changed.

"Let me guess Edward women are weak and need to be protected, women can't fight, women are too delicate, women are there to look pretty." I inched closer to him. Frowning, looking at him, challenging him to give me an answer.

It seemed he was speechless. True as Bella was never really the confrontational kind.

"You it seems are a sexist, chauvinistic ass, and the only reason I am not attacking you is, that I don't think it is maliciously meant, in your case at least. But I don't like your type. So please never speak to me outside of class again." I turned toward Alice and Rose. "Would you like to come and watch the competition? I can send you the Info."

"I would love to come." Alice squealed. "We will all come. "

"Okay , later. "

I didn't want to drive home directly. So I drove to the cemetery.

I stopped let my Bike outside the gates and looked for my grave.

I found it. And I was a bit surprised. There was a gray stone. With an oval picture of me on it.

Isabella Marie Swan

( September 13, 1987 - February 17, 2005 )

Bella

Beloved Daughter

Beloved Friend

Bella who loved too deep

Bella died of a broken heart

May she find happiness and peace

It was weird looking at my own grave. And the description on it made me sound just a bit Emo.

What really surprised me was how well kept it was. It looked like a fresh grave. And there where flowers and other plants blooming on nit. Freesia, Strawberry plant, Lilies, roses, and a few others.

I wondered who would keep my grave like that. When I heard something rustle in the nearby forest. I looked toward the noise.

And I saw, to my utter shock, Jacob. My Jacob. Walking out of the forest. Walking towards me. Wearing nothing but shorts. Looking exactly as I saw him last. Only his hair was as long as he had it when he was young. He looked absolutely gorgeous.

I had not expected to see him. I thought that by now he surely would have found his imprint.

He stopped, looking as shocked as I felt. He carefully came closer. He moved his head as if scenting the air.

Then he ran at me and hugged me close to him.

"Oh Bella you're back. You are finally back." He sobbed. He was actually crying.

TBC

AN: Hi readers, ( if you exist ) I am moving at the moment so the next chapter will be in about a month. Although I wish you would review.

I would like to know what you think. I will try to post the next chapter as soon as my internet and everything is arranged for my new place.

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