A/N: Okay, so I lied. I did finish a chapter. YEY ME :D Anyways, don't expect any regular updates, because I don't know when I shall be able to write another chapter. Anyways, HAPPY NEW YEARS once again and I hope you enjoy this chapter! Sorry for any mistakes.

Oh, and to answer your question, bubba2494, no, Bella is not friends with Jacob. She doesn't ever meet Jacob, actually.

Thanks you everyone for your lovely reviews! Here's chapter 8!

I turned to look at Alice. "I'm sorry, did you say 'werewolves'?"

They all ignored me and Edward ushered me into the car. Everyone followed our example and pretty soon we were on our way out of the parking lot.

Jasper glanced at his wife in the driver's seat. Alice's delicate fingers were clenching the wheel and her foot was pressing the gas pedal farther and farther until we were way above the speed limit. Once we reached the Cullen mansion, we all stepped out of the car and hurried into the home.

"Esme! Carlisle! Come down quick," Alice said.

In a matter of seconds, Carlisle and his wife had descended down the stairs and sat on the couch. Carlisle saw Alice's worried expression and quickly became serious.

"What happened?"

The pixie began pacing the floor, wringing her hands. "I had a vision. I saw the La Push beach and then a house that I believe belongs to a werewolf. I heard some voices, and then everything went blank," she described

"Anything after that?" questioned Carlisle.

Alice shook her head. Jasper stood up and walked over to her and put his arms around her small frame, comforting her.

"What does it mean?" he directed towards Carlisle.

Carlisle sighed. "It means that they probably know about Bella and how we broke the treaty. If they're following the treaty, then there's a big chance that they are preparing for a war."

I cleared my throat and was met with seven pairs of eyes. "Um…sorry, but I don't understand."

Carlisle then proceeded to explain that when they first moved to Forks, they had discovered that there was a pack of werewolves in La Push. In order to keep away from each other and any fight from happening, they decided to make a treaty. They made a border and the werewolves were not to cross into Forks, and the vampires were not to cross into La Push. The treaty also stated that a vampire was not to bite a human in the area. If a vampire did bite a human, then a war was going to take place.

I nodded to show Carlisle that I understood. I almost started chuckling when he started to mention werewolves, but I stopped myself- because, I mean, if vampires existed, why not werewolves?

All in all, the whole thing sounded…kind of violent. I mean, a war? Just because I was a vampire? But I agreed that this was a serious matter.

"What are we going to do now?" asked Edward.

"What do you mean? We're going to fight! We can take them," Emmett retorted.

Esme shook her head gently. "We don't know how many they have in their pack, dear. We can't risk it."

I looked on as I saw what my coming into the family was putting them through; a war. I felt so bad. It was my fault.

Carlisle nodded in agreement. "The only idea I can come up with is moving."

His suggestion was met with silence. They had to move…because of me. They had to uproot once again just to save themselves from the wrath of the werewolves. Just because of me.

Jasper felt my guilt and looked me in the eye. "Stop," he commanded. "It's not your fault."

Rosalie shrieked. "Of course it's her fault!" She pointed a manicured nail at me. "You came here and charmed my brother, and now we have to move! I bet you wanted this all along! You wanted to ruin our family!"

I was speechless. I felt Edward growl beside me, but Emmett beat him to it. "Rosalie," he threatened.

"Oh, don't you 'Rosalie' me," she spat venomously. "It's her fault, and you know it!"

"Do you think I wanted this?" I asked her. Ignoring everyone else and surprising myself, I stood up bravely. "You think I wanted to come here and make you all move? Is that who you think I am?"

I took a step towards her and I saw surprise flicker in her eyes. I doubt that anyone had stood up to her before. "I didn't ask for any of this. I didn't wake up one morning and decide that I wanted to be a vampire. I didn't even know that vampire's existed! But it happened and I didn't complain. You want to know what I worried about? Leaving my family behind. That's what I thought about. I didn't even know about this damn treaty until just now. So, you can say anything you want about me, but don't you dare assume I came here to ruin your family."

With that, I turned on my heel and made my way upstairs to my room. Once inside, I let out a huge breath that I didn't realize I was holding and slumped against the wall. What were the Cullen's going to think of me now? I just ranted at their daughter. But, she deserved it- thinking I came here to ruin their family. What nonsense. I pushed myself off the floor, went to the bathroom, and stripped off all my clothes. Taking off all the jewelry, I stepped into the shower and turned the water on. I instantly relaxed when the drops of water hit my body. I poured my strawberry shampoo into the palm of my hand and began to wash my hair. After a half hour in the shower, I turned the water off and got out, putting on a robe before opening the door- which was a good idea, seeing as Edward was lounging on my bed when I got out. I grabbed a towel and stepped into my room, towel-drying my hair.

I walked over to the end of the bed and looked at Edward, who currently had his eyes closed.

"Hey," I whispered.

His trademark crooked grin appeared on his face and he opened his eyes, which started to roam my body. "Hey."

I came over and sat on the edge of the bed. "Is everything alright downstairs? I'm sorry for jumping on Rosalie like that."

He chuckled. "Everything's fine, they're just surprised. Nobody has done that to her before. We would call her out on her faults, but she would brush us off."

I raked a hand through my damp hair. "I shouldn't have done that. I guess I just overreacted…"

Edward pulled me down beside me and I surrendered to his touch, lying beside him serenely. I turned to face him and I put my hand on his chest, feeling it rise up and down. He stroked my hair gently.

"No, you didn't overreact. She had no right to say that you wanted to ruin our family. If anything, you made our family happier," he told me.

"Happier? How did I do that?" I wondered aloud.

"Well, you made me happier, for sure." I looked down when he said that, embarrassed. He put his finger under my chin and lifted my head up to look at him.

"No, it's true. Before you came, I thought I was all that I had needed. I was perfectly content by myself. My family saw through my act and I had to convince them that I was fine. But, Jasper always knew. Now, I feel different. I've been smiling more often- and it's all because of you," he explained as he looked down on me.

He continued with his list. "You've made Alice happy, too. Now she has her personal Barbie that she can dress up. She always does a good job," he complimented and kissed my forehead.

"Esme is also happy. She's glad that I finally found something. She was thinking that Carlisle might've changed me too early and that I would never find someone to be with. And, lastly, I believe that Emmett finds you rather amusing," he chuckled.

"Well, I guess when you put it that way, I did make some people happier, but still…You guys have to move because of me," I argued.

"Silly Bella. I'd move anywhere if it meant I got to be with you," he murmured as he brought his lips to mine. What started out a slow, sweet kiss evolved into something passionate and full of need. Edward untangled himself and moved on top of me, planting small kisses on my neck, trailing them from my collarbone to my ear. His breath tickled my ear as he whispered, "What do you think of my kissing now?"

He didn't wait for my reply, but instead brought his lips back to mine and began kissing me again with such fervor that I let a small moan escape my lips and I felt him smile against me. He lightly nibbled my bottom lip, asking me to part them. I decided to irk him and I kept my lips together and shook my head back and forth, refusing. He growled and I felt his chest rumble above me. He started to lick my bottom lip and I gave in, allowing him access. His tongue began to explore the inside of my mouth, wrestling with mine. I rubbed my hands across his chest and began unbuttoning his shirt until it was undone. He pulled it completely off, never once breaking our kiss. I continued exploring his chest, but then realized I was still wearing my robe. I pushed him off of me, and his back hit the mattress. I effortlessly climbed on top of him, the robe staying closed the whole time. I gave him one more chaste kiss and climbed off the bed. He followed me and brought me against his chest.

"So, what do you think?" he whispered.

I melted in his arms and sighed. "It was amazing," I replied breathlessly. He chuckled in response.

I gave him a quick hug and pulled away from him. He pouted, but I didn't give in. "I have to change, Edward. Now, go," I pushed him out the door and threw his shirt after him. I walked over to my closet and opened the door, grabbing a pair of tight, yet comfortable jeans and a form fitting blue tank top. I pulled my hair into a ponytail and strode over to the door. I opened it and came face to face with Rosalie. At least, I thought it was Rosalie. I hadn't seen her without some kind of hatred on her face, so I wasn't sure.

My hand lay limp on the door-handle. "Um…Rosalie?"

Rosalie looked at me and gave a slight wave. Her face held a wary smile, as if she thought I would blow up at her at any minute. She pointed inside the room.

"Can I come in?" she asked quietly.

I moved aside, letting her pass. She sat on the very edge of the bad and sighed. After a few moments of silence, she spoke. "I suppose I should say why I'm here."

I nodded slowly. "That would stop the confusion, yes."

We both giggled softly. Rosalie looked up at me with sincerity. "Bella, I'm here to apologize," she started. "I realize that I was indeed out of line when assuming you wanted to ruin our family. It's true, I was only thinking of myself and how it affected me, not how it would affect everyone else. I should be thankful you're here, for you've made everyone happier than we've been in a while. Thank you." She had gotten off the bed and was about to leave the room, when I stopped her.

"Rosalie-"

"Please, call me Rose," she smiled.

I nodded. "Okay, Rose. I want to thank you, as well."

She stared at me with confusion. "For what?"

"For accepting me," I answered.

She cracked a grin. "So…can we be friends?" she asked.

I grinned, as well. "Of course."

We walked down the stairs together and the rest of the Cullens stared at us, surprised.

I put my palms up. "Don't worry, we didn't kill each other." Everyone began laughing and the mood instantly lightened.

"So…what did you guys decide?" I asked, referring to the big move.

Carlisle answered my question. "Well, we decided to move to Canada. Not too far away, but far enough. Is that alright with you?"

He was asking for my opinion? "Oh, that's fine with me."

Alice intervened at this point. "Well, the flight's tomorrow at 10:30 in the morning, so we should go pack now, so we can enjoy the rest of the evening together."

She took me by the elbow and practically dragged me upstairs.

"Alice, what's the hurry? We can always pack later," I whined childishly.

She gaped at me. "What do you mean, later? There is no time! Everything must be packed orderly! You can't just throw in all your clothes and wear them in Canada all wrinkled up! And the make-up and jewelry! And shoes! So much to do, so little time," she exclaimed.

We entered my room and she made her way to my closet. "Besides, I couldn't leave you alone with Edward- who knows what you would do when it's just the two of you?"

I cleared my throat nervously. "Whatever are you talking about?"

"Oh, don't give me that. Kissing the way you guys were, especially in your robe!" She smirked knowingly. I merely put my head in my hands as she shuffled through all my clothes.