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A Change in Monsters

When Bella comes back from Renee's after Edward leaves in New Moon, she has trouble coping. Will she ever find love again? Sam/Bella

NO EMILY! Just so you know! She's not in this story, never will be...

2. The Start

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When I woke up the next morning I could feel the sun rays on my face. I looked at my clock to see how long I had till I had to leave to go to school. It said it was six in the morning; I still had an hour and a half till school officially started.

I tried to fall back asleep a number of times, but I just couldn't, so I started to get dressed slowly.

When I got down stairs, Charlie was reading today's newspaper and gulping down some coffee. When I opened the fridge to get out some orange juice, Charlie looked up.

"How are you feeling?" he asked, putting the paper down on the table.

"Okay," I said. "I guess I just needed some sleep.

Charlie cleared his throat and then asked, "Did anything else happen last night? You were in there for awhile."

"No, dad. I was just sitting in the bathroom. I was really tired, and then Sam came in and asked if he should take me home."

"Really?" Charlie inquired. I poured some orange juice into a travel mug knowing that I would want to leave soon. "Because Sam said that when he got in there you were passed out on the rug, and that he had to wake you up."

"Oh," was all I said.

"And plus," Charlie started to point out. "You two came from the outside."

I nodded slowly, hoping that he would not ask anymore questions. He shook his head somewhat, but didn't press on. I sighed with relief.

"'Bye Dad," I said.

"What?" Charlie said, spacing out.

"I'm going to school now, goodbye."

"Oh, yeah. You'll do fine," he reassured me. "You've done all the work; there shouldn't be a problem, okay?"

"Right Dad. ‘Bye."

I grabbed my bag and mug of orange juice and headed out to my truck. I hadn't driven it in a while and I expected it not to start. Thankfully though, it did. On the way to Forks High School, I drank the whole mug of orange juice.

When I came off the freeway and saw the school, I looked at the clock again. I still had a little while till I had to be in class. I parked and then got out, going to sit on one of the benches by my first class.

"Bella!" I heard the voice and then groaned inwardly. He moved to sit by me on the bench.

"Hey, Mike," I said, not in a talkative mood.

"Welcome back, Bella. You've been gone for so long. How was Florida?" Mike hurled at me.

"Florida was warm. It's kind of hard to get used to the weather here now."

"I bet," He said. "You okay?"

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"

"I heard that you fainted over at the reservation. I'm just making sure that you're doing okay."

"Who told you that?"

"My mom." Oh, of course.

"Yeah," I challenged. "Well, maybe you shouldn't believe everything that your mother tells you."


Luckily I heard the first bell ring. "I have to get to class now, Mike. I'll talk to you later."

At lunch everyone was giving me funny stares; it felt like the first day all over again. When I sat down at the lunch table Mike said, "Sorry, I only told Jessica about you at La Push. I guess she told more people. I really am sorry."

"You know what," I started. "Don't worry about it. I bet that it's not just that. I've been gone for four months, and my"-it felt so wrong to say it-"ex boyfriend just up and left with his family without any forewarning. I think people would have stared even if you hadn't said anything." He smiled, obviously glad that I had forgiven him.

It felt so weird to be sitting at the lunch table again. After so many days of spending lunch in the physiatrist's office, it felt different, almost too different to be sitting here. No one at the table except Mike and Angela tried to get me into some of their conversations.

When the day was over, I hurried to my Chevy and headed home to start on my homework. While doing my homework I started getting dinner ready. I grabbed some frozen hamburgers out of the freezer and got out a pan to start cooking them out on the stove.

When I was done cooking the burgers, I put Charlie's into the fridge and ate mine quickly. Then I wrote a short note to Charlie saying that I was heading over to La Push to visit Jacob if he needed me.

After I pulled into the Blacks' driveway, I felt better. I smiled a lopsided smile, and then got out and went up to the door. I knocked ten quick times. To my disappointment, Billy answered the door.

"Hey, Bella! What're you doing here?" Billy asked, not surprised to see me.

"Hi, Billy. Is Jacob home?"

"Well, sure he is. Come on in Bella. He's in his room, just go over and see him. If he yells, tell him I sent you in."

"Okay," I said as I practically ran down the hall way. I ended up not being able to stop completely and ran into Jacob's door. I placed my right hand over my forehead.

"Bella!" I heard his deep voice say right in front of me. He wrapped me in a tight hug, tighter than usual. Then, he noticed I had gotten hurt. "You all right Bells?"

"Yeah," I said against his chest, still wrapped in his arms. "Just clumsy old me."

"What'd you do this time?" he asked a faint smile visible on his lips.

"I ran into your door. Sorry."

He burst out in a chorus of booming laughter. "What are we ever going to do with you?"

"I don't know," I said truthfully. "Want to do something?"

"Right now?" he asked, and I nodded. "Sure, sure. Did you have anything planned?"

"No, were you going to go somewhere?"

"Well, I was going to head over to Embry's to play video games with the gang, but I don't have to. I can stay here with you if you'd like."

"It's all right. You go ahead."

"You want to come, too?"

"Sure!" This event had to do some good for me; in some way or the other.

"Sweet, but do we have to take your car? I mean, we could get there a whole lot faster in the Rabbit."

"Let's take the Rabbit then."

We walked out to the Volkswagen together. Jacob was talking animatedly about the months that I was gone and what had happened. Thankfully, he did not bring up the Cullens at all. For some reason I had no trouble with talking about them in my head, but I did out loud. I did not have to talk too much, just not occasionally. Sometimes it was nice being friends with a chatterbox. I sometimes rather enjoyed it.

It only took up about ten minutes to get over to the Call's house. When we got in, I was mesmerized by the beautiful architecture of the house.

"Wow," I breathed.

Jacob smiled. "It's cool isn't it?"

"Yeah, way cool. I love this house."

"Glad to hear it!" I could distinguish Embry's voice anywhere.

"Hey Embry," Jake and I said at the same time as we walked into the large living room.

"So, you like the house, Bella?" Embry asked, eyes glued to the television.

"It's beautiful. How come I was never here before?"

"You never asked to come," Jacob said, and then slid his arm around my waste and pushed me over to the couch to sit down.

"What're you guys playing?" Jacob asked Quil.

"I don't know, but man is it cool!" There were two controllers and Paul and Embry seemed to have claimed them. Jared and Quil were sitting on the other side of me.

"Where's Sam?" I asked.

"Oh, he should be here soon," Jared said. "He's Sam; he's taking his time to come here."

As if on cue, Sam walked into the living room and sat on the couch.

"What's up, Sam?" the whole La Push gang said in unison.

"Hello," I mumbled shyly.

"Hi," Sam said to everyone. "Where's the food?"

"Oh, we were hoping that someone else would go get that," Quil said sheepishly.

"I will," I volunteered.

"Well, you can't go to the market alone," Sam stated. "I'll go with you."

"Okay," I said as I felt my cheeks flush.