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Bella Hope Gilbert. A beautiful girl. And only six going onto seven. Her older sister. Elena Gilbert. Is 18. Jeremy Gilbert 16. But doesn't seem the same.

===Bella p.o.v===
I woke up to someone shaking me awake.

"Bella sweetheart. You need to get up hunny."

I slowly open my eyes to see Jenna. I smile and hold up my arms. She chuckles and picks me up. "Jenna" she kisses my cheek and puts me down on the bed.

"Go and awake elena for me will you sweetheart."

Bella nodded and hobbled out of the room. She crept into Elenas room and started to jump on Elena's bed.

"Elena! Jenna saids to get up."

Elena looks at her sister while she shook her head fondly while chuckling at her sisters behaviour.

"What you doing bells?"

Bella smiled and stuck her tongue at her. Elena grabs Bella and carries her down the stairs while Bella giggles. Jenna smiles fondly at the two siblings while the other Gilbert child came in before freaking out.

"Toast. I can make toast."

"It's all about the coffee, Aunt Jenna."

"Is there coffee?"

"Your first day of school and I'm totally unprepared. Lunch money?"

"I'm good."

Anything else? A number two pencil?
What am I missing?"

"Don't you have a big presentation today?"

"I'm meeting with my thesis advisor at...now. Crap!"

"Then go. We'll be fine. I'll take Bella to School"

"Shoo, shoo you'll be late."

Bella saids as she waves her spoon at Jenna before putting another spoonful of porridge in her mouth.

"Are you okay?"

Elena turned to Jeremy after they all heard the door shut.

"Don't start."

Jeremy walks out and kisses Bella on the head. Then goes to his room. Elena sighed and looked at her sister who was already looking at her with mischief running in her eyes.

"What are you looking at?"

"Nothing"

"Right then, get dressed bonnie will be here soon to pick us up."

"Okay"

Bonnie's Car

" So Grams is telling me I'm psychic. Our ancestors were from Salem, witches and all that, I know, crazy, but she's going on and on about it, and I'm like, put this woman in a home already! But then I started thinking, I predicted Obama and I predicted Heath Ledger, and I still think Florida will break off and turn into little resort islands...Elena! Back in the car."

"I did it again, didn't I? I--I'm sorry, Bonnie. You were telling me that..."

"That I'm psychic now."

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