The morning seemed to come really fast. I barely got any sleep because I've been worrying over seeing him tomorrow, or today. Why did I agree to this?

I got out of the bed and took my time getting ready. If I'm late to school then, there's always next time. When I was finished, I ran downstairs and checked outside. Charlie already left.

I made myself a bowl of cereal and chewed each bite with care. When I was washing the dishes my phone suddenly went off.

I look at it confused. I dried my hands and checked it.

You have to be kidding me!

Edward: Hey, morning. I was wondering if you wanted a ride.

Did I want a ride to school? I rather walk.

Bella: No thanks. I have a truck remember?

Edward: Yeah. The Grandpa truck.

Bella: Don't insult the truck! It's old enough to be your cars grandfather, have some respect!

Edward: All right! all right! Geez! I'll see you at school.

I put the phone down on the table and groaned. Can this day get any worse?

I needed to get to out of this house. I droned my jacket and ran towards truck. It was warm inside and that pleased me. I started it up and drove down the highway toward Forks Highschool.

When I arrived, there was literally no one there. I didn't check the time in a hurry to get out of the house. I found a parking space in front of the office of the school and leaned against the seat.

Now I have some time to myself.

Why did he want to talk to me? Now? I didn't want to even see him, let alone hear what he had to say. He wanted to start fresh as friends. I could live with that. Ugh! This is hopeless! Thinking about this is making me more nervous and angry with him!

I heard voices and screams so I looked out the window to see that almost the entire parking lot was filled. I didn't notice what was happening due to my head babbling. I got out of the truck and followed the crowd of teens into the building.

All of my morning classes passed in a blur. It seemed that the time was going fast just for me. I only had an hour left. Jessica and Angela walked with me to my classes and asked me questions about my absence from school and what I have been doing all this time. I told her about Jacob and a little bit about Edward but I kept the vampire and wolf pack out if it. No need to expose them.

"So, things with Jacob have been going well huh?" Jessica tried.

"Yeah, but Jess, it's not like that. Really." What kind of things go through her head?

"Sure it's not." I could tell that she wanted to say something else but she dropped the subject.

"What do you think Edward wants to talk to you about?" Angela asked quietly.

"Um, I don't know. He just said that he wants to start fresh as friends. I don't really know what exactly he wants to say to me." That was one of the questions that I asked myself earlier.

"Well, if you need anything, Jess and I are here." She offered.

"Thanks guys. I'll be fine." I smiled. I have good friends.

Our teacher let us out late so we were the last class to get to the cafeteria. It was packed when we arrived. Our original table was packed, too, but there were a few seats left for us.

I looked around the room to see if he was at a table alone like he did before. All of the tables were full. I couldn't see him anywhere. Did he bail? Even though I couldn't find him, I still felt nervous and queazy. I just bought a bottle of lemonade.

"Your not hungry?" Jess asked me confused.

"No, um I'm actually feeling kind of sick." I glanced at the Cullens table to see all of them there but him. Maybe he did skip after all. Me, Jess, Angela, and Mike went and sat at our new crowded table. There were many conversations going on but I didn't try to keep up with any of them. I kept twisting my bottle cap and staring at the table for something to do and keep my mind off of him.

"Edward Cullen is staring at you." Jess giggled.

I looked up and followed her gaze. He was at the table that we were at for what seemed like a long time ago. When he caught my eye he motioned to me and winked.

"Go Bella! Go!" Jess was a little too loud. Half the table turned and stared at us. I stood up and carefully walked over to Edward.

He was smiling hugely when I sat with him.

"What's this about? Why did you want to talk to me?" I questioned.

He just stared at me. It was really uncomfortable.

"Hello? Are you ignoring me?" I waved my hand in his face.

He grabbed my wrist and placed it on the table. I quickly pulled it away. What was that about?

"Listen, I know you probably hate me for leaving you in the woods like that and not giving you an explanation for any of it. But I was trying to protect you. My world isn't for you. I'm not... human. I shouldn't be here, I should of died back in the 1700's." Edward looked me in the eyes as if he was trying to see into my soul.

"You shouldn't say things like that. Your lucky to be alive. Many other people died back then, you had a second chance. To live, forever. Why would you want to give that up?" Does he feel guilty about something?

"I'm a monster, Bella. I'm not human. I don't deserve you or anything. I have no soul. I'm basically a walking corpse. Why don't you see that?" His eyes never left mine.

"I do see that. I choose not to. And I choose not to believe it, because it's not true. You may be a walking corpse and you may not be human like me and others, but you do have a soul, and you are not a monster. Your Edward Cullen. Nothing more, nothing less." When he said that he wanted to talk, I didn't think he meant this.

"You don't get it, Bella. I'm a killer. I've killed people in my life, in my past. Innocent people who had families, and friends, and kids, and jobs, and lives, and futures, and goals. I ruined that for them. That's one thing that I can't bring back for them. Once it's done, it's done." He sighed.

"Your right. Once it's done, it's done. You can't go back. So it's not going to make things better if you keep dwelling on the past. Sure you killed people, and you can't take that back. It's just who you are, what you were made or created to do. You can't change that."

Edward looked at me the the first time. He suddenly looked older than me, well in some cases he was, but just his face seemed to have aged in that little time.

"I don't expect you to understand. I'm dangerous, Bella, please grasp that." He begged.

"No." I tried not to sound like a sulky child.

He sighed. This was frustrating him and angering me. What was the point of this if we are just going to argue the whole time?

"The reason I wanted to talk to you was because I wanted to tell you the reason of why I left. I know you were mad at me because I could see it the first time I saw you. I don't want any hard feelings between us and if we could just start as friends. Please?"

I couldn't look at him, I was starting to get nervous again, for no reason. I played with the bottle cap again and kept my head down so he couldn't see my face.

After a little while, he started glaring, his unpredictable anger sparked. I held up my finger but kept my head down. He leaned against the seat, pleased that I was attempting to answer him.

"I...I would like it if we could start out as friends." I finally looked up.

He was smiling at me with his arms crossed. I think he already knew what I was going to say.

"Good. Now, come on. We don't want to be late." He stood.

I looked around the room to see that it was almost cleared. I jumped up.

Edward took my hand and we walked back to class together.

*Hi guys. I know that some of this may of been boring and I'm sorry. I'm kind of running out of things to write. I hope you liked this chapter. Have a great day/night/afternoon!*