Flashback:

"Yay!" I cheered as Daddy parked our car in the parking lot of the park. It was Friday and Jakey was always at the park on Friday.

"You excited baby?" Daddy asked as he unbuckled me from my car seat. I nodded happily. I was gonna play with Jakey.

Daddy helped me out of the car and held my hand as we walked to the playground. Daddy sat down on a bench in the small playground and let go of my hand.

"Be careful, okay? Don't leave my sight," Daddy said.

"Okay Daddy."

I looked around the playground and saw Jakey sitting in the mud. I ran over to him.

"Hey Jakey! Whatcha doin'?"

"Making a pie. Wanna help?"

"Sure." I flopped down into the mud, knowing Mommy would be mad that I got my outfit all muddy but I didn't then. I wanted to make pie with my bestest friend.

Practically running out the door, I stayed in front of the werewolves,using them as shields so my family couldn't yank me back inside. Once I was outside Jacob led me to the truck and I climbed in. My whole family had now run outside.

"Bella! Get back inside," Mom screeched. I just waved innocently. Everyone else was, for the most part, ignoring them. One of the larger of the boys, Paul, climbed into the backseat of the truck and then Jacob got in the drivers side. As we drove away I looked back to see some very angry vampires.

Oh I knew there would be so much hell to pay later on but at the moment I was very concerned. Curiosity was burning through me about this strange back of boys that made me want to go with them and get to know them. Well, that was partially it.

The other part was Jacob. Sure, we hadn't spoken in around twelve years but I still remembered him. I didn't remember any other children that I might have played with in small park in the center of Forks but I had very clear images of a sweet and funny boy in my head and I wanted to know if he'd grown up to be the same.

My phone began vibrating almost non stop the moment we were out of the driveway.

Alice: What are you doing? They're dangerous and I can't see your future when you're with them!

Edward: Do you have ANY idea how unstable wolves are?! Get back here.

Mom: Back here! Now!

There were texts from the others and they all pretty much said the same thing. So I sent a text to everyone in my family before turning my phone on silent.

Me: Guys, I'm fine. Werewolves protect humans, remember? Not sure how long I'll be but I'll call you in a couple hours. Love you.

"Who you textin'?" Jacob asked curiously.

"My family. My parents are having a stroke." So is everyone else.

"They're not really your family," Paul said rudely. I turned to face him.

"You ever known someone who's been adopted?" I asked. He gave a half-nod. "Would you ever walk up to them and say 'that's not you're real family'?"

"Well, I-I, um, that's not the same thing!"

"Really? How so? Those are the people that raised me when my mother dropped me off on there doorstep. They've taken care of me ever since then. Oh but please, tell me how it's different." I was mad.

"They're not people. They're evil blood-sucking vampires." That made my blood boil.

"How much do you really know about vampires? I'm sure you've heard your tribes legends and the stories of your people but how many vampires have you seen before today? Probably none. You no nothing about my family, there lifestyle, or vampires in general. I, on the other hand, have lived with seven vampires for nearly seventeen years. I think I'd know just a tad bit more about vampires than you would.

"So, next time you decide to call a vampire evil or insult one in any way you might want to think about how little you know about them." He was completely shocked and he looked deep in thought. I glanced at Jacob who's brow was furrowed and appeared to also be thinking about what I'd said.

I suddenly had a mission. I was going to talk to these werewolves and tell about vampires and my family. I was sure they'd never be best friends with a vampire but, at the very least, I could educate them and maybe, just maybe they might not think of them as 'evil blood-sucking vampires'. Oh yes...I hatched a plan.