Disclaimer - I do not own twilight or the characters, as much as I wish I did, I don't. But I do own the plot. I'm just trying to have fun and please you.

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Summery - Bella goes to college where she meets Edward. Edward is a player, who Bella hates because of first impressions, but things change when he meets Bella. Can he give up his ways to prove to her that he's different?. Bella is also running from her past, and can she trust Edward or will she have to face it alone? And who is stalking and scaring the hell out of Bella with these anonymous letters and emails? ExB

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Prison gates won't open up for me
On these hands and knees I'm crawlin'
Oh, I reach for you

Well I'm terrified of these four walls
These iron bars can't hold my soul in
All I need is you

Come please I'm callin'
And oh I scream for you
Hurry I'm fallin', I'm fallin'

Show me what it's like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I'll show you what I can be

And say it for me, say it to me
And I'll leave this life behind me
Say it if it's worth saving me

Heaven's gates won't open up for me
With these broken wings I'm fallin'
And all I see is you

These city walls ain't got no love for me
I'm on the ledge of the eighteenth story
And oh I scream for you

Come please I'm callin'
And all I need from you
Hurry I'm fallin', I'm fallin'

Show me what it's like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I'll show you what I can be

And say it for me, say it to me
And I'll leave this life behind me
Say it if it's worth saving me....

Come please I'm callin'

My eyes shot open. What is that? Confusion stuck.

And all I need is you And oh I scream for you Hurry I'm fallin', I'm fallin'

Show me what it's like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I'll show you what I can be

And say it for me, say it to me
And I'll leave this life behind me
Say it if it's worth saving me
Hurry I'm fallin'

And say it for me, say it to me
And I'll leave this life behind me
Say it if it's worth saving me.

Then...

"That was 'Savin' Me' by Nickelback, right here on 103.9 the X." Oh. My alarm. I'm in my room. It was just a dream. Thank God! and Dang! It was just a dream. It started out wonderful and ended just horrible.I stillremember it. Well, parts of it anyways. I better write it down before I forget it.

I pulled the covers back and got out of my bed, reached down between my mattresses and grabbed my baby blue notebook. I flopped back on my bed and flicked the light on my bedside table. My alarm clock read 8:46, at around eleven my parents should be up and I'll have to start packing. Today I go off to college. I'm nervous. Anyways, I grabbed the neckless from around my neck and pulled it out from beneath my shirt. Taking my notebook I put the key from my neckless in the lock, and unlocked it. I always have the key to it on my neckless. I pulled the pen from the side, flipped to a new page and wrote :

Nov. 3rd,

It's me again. I'm not going to write a poem or something happy today. Nope, today I'm going to write a dream that I had. It started out happy but ended really bad. So...it started out like this... I was walking down my dorm hallway, just coming out of the Literature room and I tripped over something and dropped all my books, go figure right? I bent down to pick them up. I thought I was alone in the hallway, but this super gorgeous guy was there helping me pick my books. "Friedrich Nietzsche" he said in the most dream-like voice. "nice read." He looked up and me and smiled. I couldn't speak, only stare at this god of a creature. He looked like a Greek god, with that crooked smile and those dazzling bright green eyes of his. He handed me all of my books, and I muttered "thanks" and blushed. He smiled that crooked smile and said "anytime." Then - this is where it starts to suck- a girl, I think he called her Mandy, came up and asked him if he was alright then she literally threw herself on him. I gagged. I thought he might be a nice guy. But I can't judge him by who he's dating, even if she is a skank. She asks him, trying to be seductive, if he would like to "go back to her place." I try not to throw up. Before he even has a chance to process this, she grabs him by the hand and starts to lead him back the way I just came. With one last look back me, he reluctantly follows her. Now that I think about it, he looked like he was apologetic and it also looked like he was trying to say "help me." And that's when I woke up. So yeah, that's it. I wish it wasn't a dream because then, my god wouldn't be real. But on the other hand, it means that he would have a girl anyways. Well, it's not like I thought I could get him anyways. He's a god and I'm just plain old me, Bella Swan. Enough of this, I'm going to take a shower, eat, then off to college. Bye!

~Bella. (:

I locked up my journal and grabbed some clothes out of my closet-a pair of jogging pants and a brown t-shirt. I also grabbed my brush and into the bathroom I went. I looked in the mirror and frowned. My hair was sticking up every which way. I stripped and stepped into the hot water. It fell betweenmy muscles taking all the stress out of me, relaxing me. I sighed and thought back to that dream. It was very realistic. I wish it was real, but even if it was, I wouldn't be able to have him. I'm just normal boring Bella. I grabbed my favorite strawberry vanilla shampoo and put some on my hands and made a lather with it and put it on my head. When I rinsed it all out, I did the same thing with the conditioner. Then the same with the body wash, rinsed, then turned the water off and got dressed.

"Okay, here we go, let's try and do something with this hair" I muttered to myself as I began brushing it out. After ten minutes with no success, I gave up. I put my brush down on the sink and I heard a knock on my door.

"Bella, honey. You up?"

I opened my door and smiled."Yeah mom. I've been up since eight something and I got in the shower. I can't seem to tame my hair though."

She shook her head somewhat sadly. " you know Bella, I just can't seem to get past the fact that you're going off to college."

"Yeah, I can't either." I smiled, hoping my eyes didn't deceive me, giving away that I was really nervous. But, of course, being my mother she saw right threw my façade.

"Bella honey, what's wrong?" Oh please drop it.

"Just nervous is all."

"Well there's nothing to be nervous about. Oh, and I got the mail today and I think your schedule and dorm room number is in there."

"Really?" I asked surprised.

She smiled. Wow does my mom smile a lot. "Yeah, let's go downstairs and get it."

"Okay" I closed my door and followed my mom down the hallway when I heard running water and singing-horrible singing- coming from my parents room.

"Haha, is that dad?" I snickered to my mom. I have never heard my dad sing. Ever.

"Oh...yeah that's him." She made a face, then started pulling me by my arm down the hallway. Why is it that my mother is more excited about my letter than I am? We finally reached the kitchen and there on the table was a very big envelope from Blastine University. It said Isabella Swan in big fancy letters on the front. I reached for it and wondered why my hands were slightly shanking. I grabbed it off the table and opened it, and it read: (by the way, I'm not it college yet, so if something is wrong, sorry.)

Dear Isabella,

Congratulations on the acceptance! Below are some rules and regulations.

I skipped those.

On the attached sheet are your schedule and your room number and the name of the person you are staying with. Congratulations again. Have a wonderful year! See you November 8th.

Blastine University.

I grabbed the attached sheet and unfolded it. It said that my roommate was a girl named Alice Cullen. My room number is 323. I really didn't care for my schedule right now. I turned and handed my letter and stuff to my bouncing, hyper-active, waiting mom and told her I was getting a bowl of cereal and then I was going to go pack. After a bowl of fruit loops, I went upstairs to find that my dad was coming out of his room, and ran right into me.

"Hey Bella." Was the only thing that he said. He, like me, wasn't comfortable talking, it was awkward.

"Hey, I'm going to go pack, but mom is downstairs okay? She'll fill you in." I told him walking towards my room.

"Okay." And with that, he turned and walked away. I smiled, happy that he listened to me. I walked into my room and picked up my suitcase from under the bed and packed all of my clothes. My idea of packing clothes is randomly throwing every single piece of clothing I own into the suitcase. Wow I thought bitterly all my clothes fit into one suitcase, that's saying something. The other suitcase I put my other items like books, CD's, laptop, bathroom stuff, photo albums, pictures, digital camera... etc. In my purse, which I almost never carry, I put money-the little I had-my cell phone, my brush, a picture of my family and I, chapstick, my blue notebook and my mirror. I grabbed my two suitcases by the handles, slung my purse over my right shoulder and walked towards the door. Before I closed it behind me, I stopped to look one last time at the only room I've ever had-the walls were still a white-ish blue with white clouds on them that I've had since I was born-and I felt a tear trickle down my cheek and I quickly wiped it away and shut the door continuing down the hallway.

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My mom was downstairs, getting on her coat and grabbing her purse. My dad was coming towards me, when he reached me, he bent down and grabbed my suitcases.

"Thank you." I muttered looking down.

"Welcome." He blushed from the compliment.

"What's wrong honey?" Mom asked me, her brows furrowed.

"Oh, just nervous that's all."

"Oh, why?"

"Well, let's see..." I feigned pondering "...I'll be miles away, not at home, at a new place with none of my friends, I'm nervous and well...scared." I admitted with a sigh.

"Well I have something that will make me fell better...if you'll follow me, hun."

She walked outside and I followed closely behind, then, stopped in my tracks and stared frozenly at the driveway. A brand new Mustang. Sitting on my driveway. I could feel my mouth hanging open with surprise and shock.

"Do you like it? We couldn't decide on a color so we got black."

"I-I love it! Mom. Dad. Thank you so much." I hugged them both...hard.

When I let go, my mom smiled at me, "welcome. We thought since you are going to college, you need a ride while there."

"Thank you again...but does that mean you're not driving me there?" Sadness clear in my voice.

"Well, no. But we printed out the directions for you on map quest and it said that it should only take fourteen hours." She smiled again when I glared.

"Yeah, only fourteen little hours." I said sarcastically. Fourteen hours on the road. Great.

"Stop with the sarcasm and go before I start to break down and cry." I turned back around to my mom and saw that she was doing just that....crying. I felt so sad just to see her crying like that so I went and gave her a hug.

"Mom, it's okay. You can visit anytime you want to okay?" Hopefully not for a long time though.

"We'll hold you to that Bella. Now get going, you have a long way to go." dad was always the one trying his hardest not to let his emotions show. I have to admit, he's good.

"Alright, well I love you guys and I'll call you tomorrow night or email you." With that I opened the door to my new car, climbed in, started it, waved from the window at my teary parents on the driveway, put it in gear and took off towards the highway and my new life.

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About an hour later, I sighed and pulled open the glove compartment where my parents said there we a couple of CDs . I was looking threw the CDs when I noticed an envelope, I opened it and gasped. There was 5,000 dollars in it and a note. I'll read the note later, because right now I'm driving. I put one of the blank CDs in and turned it on. The first two songs were not ones I knew, but the third song was and old one that my mom use to play when I was little. It's one of my favorites...Claire de Lune. When I got done listening to it three times, I took the CD out coming to the conclusion that the CD contained classical music. I turned the radio to the station that I liked and sung along to the music.

After awhile of singing, I got tired. I pulled over at a rest stop and grabbed a wrap and an apple. I ate then when I was done slept. I only slept for four hours before the alarm on my phone woke me up. I decided I slept enough. I started the car, but before I got back on the road, I pulled out that note and opened it up.

Dear Bella,

Your father and I saved up this money from change, the day you started first grade. Everything we bought, we put the change into a jar and saved it. When you finished high school we took the money, counted it and took it to the bank and got some bills. We used most of it to buy the car and the other we put in the envelope and gave to you. Have fun spending the money and don't worry about feeling guilty while spending it, it was meant for you, it is your money. We love you and hope you spend it nicely. Miss you! We'll visit you later on in the year.

Love,

Mom and Dad.

I sighed and folded the note up and put it, with the money in my glove compartment. I knew it would be pointless to argue to try and give the money back, but that doesn't mean I have to have it on my conscience and spend it. I'll give it back to them when they visit, and with that thought I took off back onto the highway.

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I arrived at campus a little after eight in the morning the next day. I've been up for at least 20 hours and boy am I tired. Well I better find my room before I start hauling my stuff around. I got out of my new car and hit the lock button on my key chain twice to enable the alarm. Room 323 I looked around at the buildings and one of the walls said that 100s and on the ground floor, 200s first floor, and 300s on the second floor. Now I just have to find the elevator. I looked around and around and could not find an elevator anywhere, so I started looking around for the next best thing...stairs. I finally found some on the oppositeside of the car lot.

"309...315...319...321...322..." I muttered to myself "where is...oh, here it is" I reached into my purse and grabbed the dorm key and opened the door quietly. I didn't want to wake this Alice up if she is still sleeping.Once I opened my door , I saw my dorm and, well, it looked awesome. I gazed around in awe and it took me a minute to notice a girl sitting on a couch in front of a TV. She was watching what looked like a tv show about clothing. Great, She's someone who likes to shop or something. I hope we get along. She has short black spiky hair. She stood up now and she was about four foot ten, short girl. She was beautiful though. I really hope this pixie-like girl and I could be friends.

"You must be Isabella Swan." She said speaking really, really fast.

"Uh, yeah, but I prefer Bella. Your Alice right?" I asked, hesitantly.

"Yep," she said popping the "p"

"Well, I have to go and grab my suitcases and then I'll be back okay?" I started walking towards the door.

"Um, do you want me to help you?" she bounced up and down enthusiastically.

"Sure, why not."

"Yay!" She jumped up and down like a little kid "let me go and put on some shoes really quick." she darted out of the room and she was back. Just like that. Wow that was fast. We both started talking as we descended down the stairs-because they were closer. We had reasoned that we would take the elevator on the way back because neither one of us wanted to carry my suitcases up the stairs. When we reached my car, Alice squealed that she loved my car. I told her about this morning and how it was a new college present. She gushed over it, and at first I thought it was because I looked like I had money. She asked if we could go get her phone charger out of her car. I obliged. When we got to her car my mouth was hanging open. I was staring at a-what looked liked a new- yellow Porsche, it was beautiful. She saw my reaction and grinned.

"Well," she spoke hesitantly this time "my parents kind of have a bunch of money."

"Oh. Well, that's cool."

She smiled like she thought that I'd hate her, or something because her parents have money. It's just the opposite -I'm glad she doesn't hate me because I don't have money.

She grabbed her charger and we headed back to the dorm. Just as we pushed the button for the elevator-which was on the opposite side of the car lot then I was at this morning-a blonde girl walked up to us. She looked like a skank in shortest shorts I've ever seen-they put Daisy Duke's to shame. Her shirt, well really didn't count as a shirt, let's just put it that way. Alice noticed her when the elevator doors opened and I almost laughed out loud when she groaned and give the blonde a look of pure disgust.

"Alice, Alice...hold the doors" The blonde said in a voice that was really high pitched and annoying and I didn't like her already.

"What?" Alice said coldly and I was taken aback. Why was she so mean to this blonde girl already? I mean I find her really annoying already, but I would never be hateful to her unless she said or did something to me first. Unless...Alice knows this bimbo. Well, the blonde did know her name.

She blonde walked into the elevator giving me a quick once-over clearly happy I appeared normal and boring. She turned her attention back to my roommate.

"Where is delicious brother Edward?" She spoke almost a quickly as Alice did this morning, and her voice was full of longing and...lust?

Alice sighed and took a deep breath. "I have no idea where my brother is. If he's not in his room-" She was cut off by the blonde.

"No, no." She whined "I've already checked." Maybe he's avoiding you. I thought.

"Well then, I have no idea where he is...sorry. Come on Bella." The doors opened as Alice got done with her sentence. I followed her quickly to get away from blondie and to catch up with Alice.

"Have him call me when you see him, okay Alice?" Alice didn't answer her as we rounded the corner.

Who was that? Your brother's girlfriend?" I asked curiously.

"No likely." Her voice was flat. "That was Jessica...She's obsessed with Edward..."

"Oh." Is all I came up with.

"Not that he objects either." Disgust flashed across her face, but as fast as it appeared, it disappeared and she continued "not that I don't like Edward, don't get me wrong, I do but, I-"

"Just don't like his taste?" I suggested mildly.

"Yes." She breathed with relief. "do you want to meet them? My siblings that is?" Eagerness clearly on her face.

"Not at the moment." her face fell "but not because I don't want to, I just drove for fourteen hours and I've been up for twenty-one hours, I would like to sleep. When I get up, I'll unpack then we can...okay?"

"Oh. Alright, then."

We finally reached the dorm. Alice opened the door and went inside. I followed her. I didn't even look around at the room, I could do that when I get up. Telling Alice about being tired suddenly made me that much more tired. I looked around and saw one bed full of nothing but clothing, Alice's bed. The other one was plain white. Mine. I put my suitcase beside the bed and flopped onto it and that's all I remember. I had a dreamless sleep.

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An: Well, done with this chapter. I've already started on the next chapter. The next chapter ....Bella meets the siblings (and boyfriends or Rose and Alice) and what happens when Alice's brother Edward is that of whom Bella dreams about? –hope that made sense. Tell me what you think.