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"Sense and Sensibility was first published in 1811; sixteen years after Jane Austen began the first draft, titled 'Elinor and Marianne.' Financed by Austen's brother and attributed only to 'A Lady,' it was the first of her novels to be put into print…" I silently banged my head on the desk as Mrs. Chalk just went on and on.

Mrs. Chalk just continues with her lectures about Austen's Sense and Sensibility, nonstop, and if she doesn't stop soon I just might kill myself. This old woman is really an Austen's loyal fan. I remember our last class, just a week ago; she got pissed off when she heard one of Mike's jokes, something about a 'gay Mr. Darcy'.

Thank God she doesn't know I am reading A Walk to Remember by Nicholas Sparks right now. She'll torture me endlessly if she did. She'll probably say I have no taste for the classics or some shit.

"…Elinor and Marianne, the Dashwood sisters and main characters of the novel, are introduced. The novel opens with a description of the line of inheritance of the Dashwood estate. Mr. John Dashwood, the half brother of the Dashwood sisters, is left controlling virtually the entire inheritance. He promises his father that he will take care of his half sisters…"

I didn't see her walk towards my direction, as I was lost in the story, the final page of the book, "…he pronounced us husband and wife. I kissed Jaime softly as my mother began to cry, then held Jamie's hand in mine." I about to cry but held my tears back. That was when Mrs. Chalk called on me.

"Can you put that in your bag, Miss Swan?" I froze in place, Shit! I quickly put on my innocent face and turned to her while hiding my book under my desk.

"Put what away Mrs. Chalk?" She narrowed her eyes at me.

"I'm not a fool Miss Swan. I know you're hiding something under there."

"Okay, okay!" I quickly put the novel into my bag and got out my notebook.

She nodded once. "Thank you. Now answer my question Miss Swan; when was the first time our Jane Austen published Sense and Sensibility?"

Fuck my life "Mmm… 18…09?" That was wrong and I knew it.

She smiled slyly, "You're lucky I'm in the good mood today, Miss Swan. She published it in 1811." With that, she walks back towards her desk in front of the class continuing on with her lecture on how 'good the plot is'. I rolled my eyes; at least I'm still alive. I sighed since I can't finish reading my book I might as well review my information I've got so far. I opened my notebook and turned to the page where the victim's information was at.

The victim's name was Ken Vaughan, 24 years old, healthy. There was no record of serious illness in his life. He loves hiking and hunting, could be why they found his body in the woods. Police labeled his death as an animal attack, I scoffed, animal attack my ass. There's no way this could be an animal attack.

Let's just say it was an animal attack, a snake couldn't kill him, and since when does a snake drain their prey's blood? Wait…drain? It couldn't be bats as well. So what could have killed him…or who? Dracula?

I was saved by the bell as Mrs. Chalks was giving me her death glare, when she caught me not listening to her lecture…again.

Should I visit his girlfriend, well…fiancée's house? It's in Port Angeles I just hope Charlie doesn't find out about my 'detective' game, he'll have a heart attack. Yeah, there are no secrets in Forks, but this is my only way to find out about how Mom really died.

"Hello? Izzy, are you alright?" I jumped, but then realized it was just Angela. I must have spaced out for a bit for her waving her hand in front of my face.

"Oh hey Ang, yeah I'm doing fine." I walked towards our new table and sit on my chair. Since the 'Lauren Incident', we decided to not sit with them again during lunch.

She sighed "Okay then, can I ask you something?" I chew my sandwich, slowly, while staring at her curiously. She rarely asked me for anything.

She laughed at my face. "No, no, it's just... I think you need to refresh or something. You seemed so... depressed recently..." I raised an eyebrow. Me...depressed? Well, I think 'stress' is the right word. I smiled knowing that Angela always very caring to her friends.

"Is that how I look like from the outside?"

She nodded. "Yeah, you look paler than usual. So..." she took a sip of her lemonade before continuing, "I want you to come with me and my twin brothers to La Push First beach, tomorrow."

I sighed heavily. "Look, Ang. I have to do…something tomorrow."

"No way! You are coming with us tomorrow. No exceptions. Okay?" She gave me her motherly-look as if I was her naughty daughter or something.

I rolled my eyes. "Okay, mom. Tomorrow. Gotcha." I nodded my head in acknowledgement while taking a sip of my drink.

She silently clapped her hands. "Okay, see you tomorrow!" With that she got up to dump her tray and went to her next class.

I sank in my chair, sulking, I prefer to lock myself in my room so I can continue my investigation. Maybe Angela's right, I need a vacation. La Push First beach sounds nice, maybe I can think more clearly there. I sat up, grabbing my things and begin to walk towards my next class too, ignoring Lauren's death glare.

Friday is my favorite day; it's the last day we are in school. So I can do anything I want tonight, like researching, gaining more clues, and more information.

Now…what do I have next? Oh yeah, Biology. Great once again I have to sit next to that God-like freak boy. I entered the class and I felt his stare, watching me entering the room. I lifted my head and met his eyes, brown meeting dark-gold.

I avoided his gaze and made my way to sit beside him, ignoring him like usual, as I re-read my notebook; writing down all the possibilities of what could have happened under my gathered information. Bats, snakes, maybe suicide...

"What is that?" I heard a velvety voice asking me. I turn my head to look at him. His eyes piercing through me, my God.

"Nothing." I said quietly. Nothing you could know or care about…

"If it's nothing, then why do you look so concentrated on it?" Always so curious aren't ya Cullen?

"Oh is that so? Either way it's none of your business!" I turned to ignore him but of course instead ignoring me back, he turned his chair to face me.

"Maybe I can help you." I thought about it for a minute and I liked his idea, maybe he can help me.

"Okay, so you think you can help me?" I turned my chair so I can face him as well. "Then, tell me; what kind of animal, or some kind of creature, that will kill their prey by draining their blood dry?" His body suddenly froze next to me, what's wrong with him?

I could tell there was something wrong, his golden eyes turn darker within seconds and his friendly face turned cold. "Why are you asking?" I looked at my notebook again. Should I tell him? No, he'll think I'm insane, or… will he? No, I shouldn't tell him.

"No reason, just asking your opinion." I turned my chair away from him and went back to my uninterested facade again.

"No, there has to be a reason. Where did that question come from?" He pushed me to answer him.

I narrowed my eyes at him in annoyance. "How about 'it's none of your business, Cullen?'"

His eyes turned colder. "I'm warning you now; never ask that question to anyone. You'll get into trouble."

"This is none of your business, and I don't ask this question to just anyone! I only asked you because you asked me to!" I hissed at him. "Now, if you don't want to answer my question, it doesn't matter!" I faced my notebook again, using my hood as a curtain between us. I heard him trying to calm himself and we kept the silence for about ten minutes.

"Look, I'm sorry for being rude but—" I cut him off before he could finish.

"No, it's me. I'm being rude to all of you. Maybe I'm just… depressed." Angela's right, I need a vacation. "So, I'm sorry." He smirked at his perfect crooked smile at me.

"Well then, sorry for not being a good lab partner." We laughed together and strangely it felt nice. It's weird, there's something about Edward that make me feel this way. Every time I looked at him, talk, or even see him, I feel this way.

"Okay kids, let's start!" We both jumped when Mr. Banner called everyone's attention. I turn my chair away from Edward again and tried to concentrate to Mr. Banner's lecture. It was not easy, with Edward staring at me so intensely during the whole lesson.

The bell rang saving me once again; I collected my books while grabbing my bag to dash out of the door, but before I could do so. I felt his cold hand grabbing my arm, pulling me back.

"Seriously Bella, whatever you are doing, stop it before something bad happens to you."

I turned my head and met his gaze. "I don't think I can. This is really important to me." I pull my hand from his. And began my way to the parking lot, who does he think he is? And calling me 'Bella', my name is Izzy…so why didn't I correct him?

"Hey Edward! Ready to go?" I heard someone, a girl, asking him in high, musical voice. I turn my head and saw a pixie with short black hair. From her golden eyes and pale-white skin, I know she was a Cullen. She looked at him and followed his gaze to me. "Oh! You must be Izzy Swan. I'm Alice Cullen." I nodded curtly and held out my hand to shake, she walked up to me, but instead of shaking my hand she hugged me tightly. I stiffened at the sudden contact and my eyes widened. Alice laughed at my reaction and let me go. "Sorry, you didn't mind right?"

Still in shock, I shook my head. "No, it's alright." I finally said and I held my bag in my hand and dashed out of the room before they could stop me again

"Okay, bye." I faintly heard when I was heading out of the room. I don't care if they think I'm rude, but damn…what a strange family.

Saturday morning, usually this would be a quiet and peaceful morning of me, but today... it's not.

The sound of my loyal yet annoying alarm clock broke my train of thought but, this time, I just press the snooze button. I sat on the edge of my bed, thinking about hot to start the day. Get up, eat breakfast, brush my teeth, get dress, wait for Angela, go to La push… and of course don't forget to bring my notebook!

I got up and headed towards the bathroom to take a quick shower before heading downstairs to eat. Then I washed my washed my dishes and went upstairs to brush my teeth and put on my bikini on as well as my brown tank top and jean shorts. (Links on my profile) I put my hair in a pony tail and packed a backpack containing my notebook and some beach items as I waited for Angela to honk her horn. When she did I went downstairs and left Charlie a note saying I was at La Push with Angela and be back before dinner, I locked the front door and when I saw her she was waving her hand as I walked over to her car. When I got into her car, I noticed her twin brothers in the backseat.

"So these are your brothers?" I asked, while watching them fighting over a comic book.

"Yeah, Noah and Nathan. Don't worry, they always fight." I rolled my eyes and turned to her to start chatting on the way. When we arrived to the beach, we let the twin monsters run into the water as Angela and I sat on the blanket she brought over the sand. She was wearing a black and white checkered bikini with a pair of jean shorts as well but she had a white dress-style shirt. (Links on my profile)

We took off our clothes, taking as much sun as we could, and we talked about school, family and different variety of books. Then the twins came over and said that they wanted hot chocolates. So, Angela got up and left with them to get their drinks.

I pulled out my notebook. Last night I decided I would go to Ken Vaughan's fiancée's house tomorrow. I was startled when someone tapped my shoulder. "Bella?" I heard behind me.

I turn my head and face a boy with russet skin, black hair and dark eyes. "You're Bella, right?" Bella? Maybe he knew me long time ago.

"Yep that's me, but I prefer Izzy now."

I offered my hand and he shook it while he sat beside me and turned his body to face me. "So, you don't remember me?" I shook my head sadly but he just smiled, assuring me that it was ok that I didn't remember. "I'm Jacob Black, our dads are best friends. You know Billy Black?" Oh now I remember, he's Billy's son.

I return his smile, finally remembering. "Well, nice to meet you. I only knew he has two daughters, Rachel and Rebecca."

"Yeah, they're my sisters. So, what's that? You seem so concentrated before on that thing." He said while nodding towards my notebook.

I shook my head. "Nothing, it's just my homework."

"Come on, I won't tell anyone." He pleaded to me. I sighed, maybe he can help me I mean, he's not Edward Cullen, but I swear he'll be the last one I will tell any of this.

"Okay," I turned my body more to face him, "you know about the police found a dead body near the woods?" He nodded. "Well, I want to know how he died. That's all." He smirked at me.

"Do you like scary stories?"

"About what?" he grabbed a pebble and threw it in the water.

"About our legends, I think you'll like it". I nodded for him to continue. "Well, our legend claims that we descended from wolves — and that the wolves are our brothers still." I stayed quiet, not wanting to interrupt him. "There are stories of the Cold Ones as old as the wolf legends, and some much more recent. According to legend, my own great-grandfather knew some of them. He was the one who made the treaty that kept them off our land."

"Whoa, so your great-grandfather actually met one of them?" he nodded, and continued his story.

"You see, the Cold Ones are the natural enemies of the wolves—well, not wolves, really, but the wolves that turn into men, like our ancestors. You would call them werewolves. The Cold Ones are always a risk for humans to be around, even if they're civilized like this clan was. You never know when they might get too hungry to resist." A silence fell between us when he finished, and I used it to think about what he just told me.

He said 'this clan'. Does that mean that some still live here? "You said 'this clan,' are they still here? Do you know who they are?"

He raised his head and looked at me while nodding. "Yeah and I doubt you didn't know them too, they're quite famous in Forks."

"Who?" he looked away hesitating. "Come on, if this is a secret, I'll keep my mouth shut." I promised

"Okay, but promise me you won't tell anyone." I nodded and he sighed heavily. "Okay, you know that doctor's family, the very pale ones?." Huh? The Cullens?

"You mean, The Cullens? You got to be kidding me!" I almost shouted at him.

"Whoa, it's just an old legend." He said trying to calm me down.

I took a deep breath, calming myself down. "Yeah, you're right. Sorry." I could feel the blush from the sudden heat on my cheeks.

He laughed loudly. "You know, this is the first time I saw a tomboy girl blushing." I blushed even more.

"So, this Cold Ones, what are they?" I said trying to distract him.

He answer me immediately. "You heard of them before, you just call them Vampires." Vampires, they drink blood…and Ken was drained completely…but could they really exist?

"Hey, Izzy!" Jake and I looked up to see Angela running towards us. "Who's he?" she asked with her eyes locked on Jacob's figure.

"Jacob this is Angela. Angela meet Jacob. He's Billy Black's son, my dad's best friend." They shook hands and said 'hello' to each other. I noticed she was alone and with her clothes back on, "Where are your brothers?"

Angela sighed, looking tired. "They're in the car, sleeping. I'm sorry, but I think we should go home now." I nodded while putting my tank top on.

"Thanks for the story Jake." I stood up, putting my shorts on and shook his hand. He smiled warmly in return. "You can come with Billy for dinner next time, or maybe we can hang out together." I offered.

"'Kay, see you later." He said waving at me.

I waved back as Angela and I walked together towards her car. "So, is he your boyfriend?"

I playfully punched her shoulder. "No you silly girl. I'll never have a boyfriend!" I said in disgust, she chuckled at my response and soon we were laughing.

When I got home, Charlie already ordered a pizza, so tonight I was free from cooking. I went upstairs to take another shower, to get the beach salt and sand off, and when I was finished, I locked myself in my room.

Now that I know there's something about the Cullens…but vampires? Come on, everyone will think I'm crazy. I bit on the end of my pencil, thinking. However if it was vampire that killed Ken Vaughan, I'm sure it wasn't one of the Cullens; it must have been another vampire.

I sighed in frustration as I closed my book, I got up and slumped into my bed going to sleep. If I don't then my head will exploded. I sighed and turned off the lights as I closed my eyes, drifting to sleep.

"Where are you going?" Charlie asked me when I told him I was spend my day outside. "You're not hiking are you?"

"No, dad. I'm going to Port Angeles." I answered him. There's no hiking for me ever since mom died. It's ridiculous in my opinion but I know it's for my sake. So I agreed with him when he told me.

"Port Angeles? You want a ride? I can..."

"No, dad, I am fine. I want to visit... an... old friend." I'm wasn't a good actress and I knew it. So I was surprise when Charlie believed me. He nodded and said 'have a nice day', as I walked out the door.

It took me an hour, or so, to reach Port Angeles, and thirty minutes for searching Camille Parr's house. When I got to her door, I take a deep breath and rang the bell. I waited for a few minutes but no o answer, I tried three more times before I started peeking through the window. No one was the living room, I was sure of that. I tried to take a peep from the other window but then I heard a someone clearing their throat behind me.

I turned around and saw an old woman, she was carrying shopping bags and was looking at me curiously. Maybe she thinks I'm a thief or something.

"What are you doing there dear?" She asked me.

"Uh... I'm looking for Camille Parr, did you know her?" She smiled at me, at least she know that I'm a good kid.

"Yes I know her, but she's moved to Seattle two days ago." She sighed heavily, "Poor girl, always crying since her fiancé's death." She what? Left two fucking days ago? Damn, talk about bad luck, "Who are you, dear?" She asked curious again. "You're not her lover, right?" Do I look like a lesbian to you? Geez.

"No, I'm just...her friend. I guess she forgot to tell me that she's moved." I said fake smiling. "Thanks for your help." I ran to my car, ignoring her comment about 'kids this day.'

"Shit!" I yelled banging on my steering wheel when I got into my car. She was my only hope and now she's gone! What am I going to do?

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