Forgotten Forever? (Twilight Fan Fic)

Talking To Edward

Esme hasn't called, which doesn't surprise me. She loved mothering us, so I can't imagine how she must feel about her own flesh and blood.

My theory of why she was already dead when Carlisle was being punished is that if she committed suicide there's a chance Carlisle could have turned her into a vampire. Now though, I'm afraid she will commit suicide, but because every single one of us are human she can't be saved.

Over all, my life is depressing.

But at least Alice and Jasper are happy.

I've seen them growing closer everyday, and as heartwarming as it is its horrible knowing they are actually soul mates, and they can't remember anything of each other.

I've been filming everyone with my phone, and even bought a video camera. I think that if I ever get out of this mess then I think everyone will want to know what they were like as humans.

***

Today is going to be different. Today, I am going to talk to Edward. Hopefully the heartbreak won't consume me, and we can be happy like Alice and Jazz.

Unlike how we usually go to school, all the Cullens are all juniors. Which is strange as I thought Rosalie, Emmett and Jasper would be seniors.

"Hey," I say to Edward as I slip into my seat next to him in Bioligy.

He looks up, startled. "Hello," He replies almost formally, and goes back to reading from his textbook.

"I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself when I started school," I murmur, getting a heavy feeling of de ja vu as I remember him saying almost these exact words when he finally came back to school after running from me and my 'drug-like' scent.

In fact its been a week since I started school, so today would've been the day Edward introduced himself to me.

How ironic.

Edward looks up, much like how I probably did when he spoke to me for the first time.

The phone in my top pocket is recording, much like it almost always is nowadays.

"I'm Isabella Swan," I continue, "But I prefer Bella, and I want to apologise for my rudeness. You just remind of someone I used to know..."

Edward smiles and shakes his head, "You weren't rude. Everyone has their own reasons, their own personality."

I laugh quietly as the lesson begins, "You sound like someone who knows people pretty well. Prophase," I add, glancing into the microscope.

"Everyone except you," Edward smiles gently. "You're different from everyone else. Anaphase."

Oh I wonder why.

"So..." I grin slightly. "How's life?"

Edward lets out a small sigh while smiling. "As good as it can be with a life like mine. Sorry if that doesn't make sense."

I let out a breathy laugh. "No, I get you there."

"So..." Edward runs a hand through his already messy hair. "How's life for you?"

"A bit messed up," I nod quietly. 'A bit' doesn't even cover it. "But it can't be worse than yours. I've noticed you've been sitting alone a lot."

He looks down and chuckles wryly. "Urrr yeah. Its like... Its complicated."

"I'm sure I can keep up," I smile, using the words he once said to me once.

"Ummm... I guess McCarty doesn't want me to have friends..." He mumbles.

"So... You don't like the guy..?" I murmur, almost laughing at the question he once asked me.

Edward laughs, "No, he's an ass."

"That he is," I smile, writing my conclusion to the practical in my book. "You should sit with me and Jazz," I offer, turning to him. "Sometimes Alice sits with us too. I'd like you to join us, and I'm sure the others wouldn't mind."

He stares at me for the longest moment, and finally laughs. "You don't want me sitting at your table. You don't deserve to be hated."

I smirk. "Quite frankly, I don't care what people think of me. Just come sit with us."

He gives me a questioning look, but then nods, smiles, and looks back towards to the front of the class.

Tomorrow's going to be epic.