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A New Life

FIRST IN THE FATE'S COURSE SERIES! After a tragic car accident, a young girl is taken to Forks,Washington to spend some time with one her long-lost family members... but... who is it? Image and video hosting by TinyPic

I do not own Stephenie's characters .. or J.K. Rowling's for that matter :) Update: We find Elizabeth not too alive AND well, but alive at the very least. The 'death' I am refering to in Chap 2 is the vampire that rescued her from the car, E.G. Alice. I haven't even gotten to the reason for that yet! **groan** I had my story plotted out and then I found all these ideas running through my head! Hopefully, I'll be able to calm myself down after the Volturi and it will explain it all. I was planning on them explaining it after her casts were taken off but then my character discovered her powers (without my permission and when she's not even a vampire yet! for goodness sakes!) then the Volturi decided to come, but bring Aro (all without my permission) and so now my rebellious characters are careening out of control. Sorry for the rant, but I needed it out of my system. :)

13. Memories

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Eventually, we all moved inside the house and tried to forget about the Volturi.

Yeah right.

I worked on my homework; in Edward's room, because I loved to listen to music while working. I had got pretty deep into my sketch of a flower that had been cut out of a magazine. I was following the exact directions of the teacher, but it wasn't working. My rosebud looked like an amputated, shrunken head.

I scowled at the paper, and figuring that was the best I could do with it, I laid it to the side, face-down. It would be sort of creepy working on my homework while a shrunken head was staring up at me.

But then again, that was the least of my worries.

I sighed, then delved into my Algebra next. It was relatively easy, a mix of materials I had learned last year. The only thing I had never completely gotten was Euler circuits, so I guessed on that question.

I made my way slowly but surely through my homework, despite when Emmett came around the corner with a smug smile on his face.

Immediately, his mouth disappeared.

"I'll give it back when I'm done." I said calmly, ignoring his furious, and rude, hand gestures.

He finally gave up and stomped out of the room and downstairs. I heard Rosalie's laughter echoing through the house, and remembering what Edward had said about Rosalie sending him up to me, I yelled, "Your welcome!" out the door.

I ran my hands through my slightly bronze hair, and went back to my homework.

Twenty minutes later, I was free of schoolwork, but now I didn't know what to do with myself. I counted to one hundred in my head, and when I got bored of that, I recited latin stems. I tried as hard as possible to concentrate only on the latin stems, to keep my thoughts from straying to the Volturi.

com; together.

equi; equal.

ante; before.

extra; beyond.

bi; two.

anti; against.

con; together (again).


I opened my eyes suddenly, and Edward's face was inches from mine. He was livid.


My concentration broke and the thoughts of Volturi came flooding in.

Edward winced just as I did.

"Sorry," He murmured. "I thought you were trying to annoy me. You're as bad as Alice." He smiled a crooked smile, and I tried to return it, but it felt more like a grimace.

"There's nothing to worry about. You'll be fine."

"It's not me I'm worrying about--"

"You're as bad as Bella." He interrupted.

I raised my eyebrows at him. "Are you done?"

"Yes ma'am."

I grinned and continued, "It's not me I'm worrying about, I'm worried about Jane hurting you guys. You're my family. . . and I don't want you hurt." Grief leaked into my voice at the end, and I felt my face fall.

Edward was watching my expression carefully, and then he looked thoughtful. "I just remembered, when you were thinking of making your hair lighter, you thought of horses . . . did you have any?"

I nodded sadly, remembering the way it felt to jump, or to canter bareback across grassy pastures, with the wind in my hair. "Seven," I murmured softly.

"And you loved it." Edward stated.

"Yeah," I sighed and looked out the window, trying to forget.

"Why do you want to forget?" He asked softly.

"Because when I remember, at first I'm happy, until I remember I'll ..... That I'll never see them again. Or ride. I loved it, and I always felt at home on a horse." I looked more intently at the window, trying not to let the burning tears brim over.

"Your hair," Edward whispered, and I looked down, a tear falling from my eye.

My hair had turned a soft blue, with a grayish tint, like the color of rain falling on an overcast day.

"Yeah, I guess I haven't been sad here at all." I laughed hoarsely, tucking a strand behind my ear. "I didn't know it would do that."

Edward smiled, springing up.

I heard Alice exclaim from her room, and I looked questioningly at him. He just smiled and walked out of the room, calling over his shoulder, "You can make it through the week!"

I didn't know what he meant but Alice appeared at my doorway briefly, before flashing me a smile and darting away.


I rolled my eyes, wondering if I really could make it through the week.