"Just, stay in there. Please." Edward said, exasperated as he slung his backpack on again. His books where pressing me from side to side as he walked, and I jolted around.

The charm I had placed on the sinks were connected to every sink in the school building. I had used that one on my own school once.

"Edward, could I talk to you privately for a minuet?" I heard Alice ask sweetly. I didn't know where we were, only that we weren't there yet. I was sitting, cross legged at the bottom of his backpack, on the side. I pushed myself up on my knees. I had tucked my wings in, because there wasn't any room to move around. I used my hands to drag myself up to a standing position, and felt my knees give away. I tried again, and this time I held a tight grip onto the books.

When I had just reached the edge of the highest book, I felt Edward dump me on the ground, resulting in me falling back down again.

"What is it Alice, did you see something?"

"Isabella, you can come out now." Alice said a little angrily. I saw the sipper being sipped down, and a huge hand reaching for me. I knew it was Edward, because Alice was just too small to have that big hands. He grabbed me around the waist and lifted me up so I could spread my wings.

"What did you do?" Alice asked angrily. I stared back at her with big innocent eyes.

"What do you mean?" She scoffed.

"With the sinks! What did you do? Five of them exploded! One kid nearly lost his eye, and his life, because Jasper was there, smelled and saw the blood. Thank god Emmett was there, and the fact that we hunted a few nights ago." Alice rambled. I was still inside Edwards palm, resting my head on his thumb.

"You want me to fix it?" I asked casually, swinging my dangling legs. I looked down at the black skirt that reached little over my mid thighs. I would have to fix it a little, it had a few holes here and there…

"YES!" Alice shrieked. I sighted and rolled my eyes. I flew out of Edwards hand and over to the sink in the corner, reversing the charm.

"There, Happy?" I asked, slightly irritated. Alice was looking torn between anger, amusement and wonder.

"Well, not quite. Jasper had to go home for the rest of the day…Rosalie went with him, saying she was sick of Eric looking at her, or something like that. Emmett is still here though. He hunted before school yesterday." I jumped when I heard a bell ring.

"What was that?" I asked them. I flew over to Edward again. He caught me around the waist.

"The bell, we need to go now, class starts in five." Edward stuffed me into his backpack again and closed the zipper. Not two minutes later, he let the bag drop to the floor. I grumbled to myself. He could be a little more graceful about it.

"Now today class, we will watch a movie about plants. Can someone turn the lights off please, thank you, excellent. Lets watch the movie, shall we?" I could only hear a voice talking about plants, and how they moved with seeds. That was all wrong. Sure, they moved that way, but they didn't grow because of the sun, they grew because the creatures that lived before wanted them to grow. Magic. Stupid mortals.

I snickered at the movies stupidity, and felt Edward kick his bag. I got angry and punched him back. I felt the vibration as he moved when he winched in pain. And I heard the small yelp that escaped his lips. Unfortunately for Edward, the rest of the class heard too, because this movie guy had paused at that moment. I heard a click.

"Are you alright, Mr. Cullen?" I heard the teacher ask. Edward still had a black eye, I remembered, and now he was probably clutching his leg in pain.

"Just peachy." He wheezed out.

"Do you want to go to the nurse, no? Excellent. Lets watch the movie now, lights off and back on." The teacher said, in a surprisingly stern voice. You'd think the teacher would fix it or something, but no.

I cracked one of Edwards books open as far as it would go, and rearranged the letters. I did this on all of his pages. The pictures where still there though, so he wouldn't get too suspicious.

When the class was over, I could tell he was limping by the way he carried himself. And when we came to his next class, he practically through the bag to the floor. I giggled at that, he couldn't hurt me, no matter how hard he tried.

"Take up your books and turn to page 134 please." Said a bored and monotonous voice. Edward sipped the bag open and glared down at me. The effect was slightly ruined with the black eye. I had to hold a hand over my mouth to muffle my giggles.

"Edward, could you please read the first paragraph?" The woman's voice was sweet now, and I could practically hear the rest of the class roll there eyes at her.

"My name is Lucie and I- what the?! Mrs. Sanders, there's something wrong with my book." Edward said softly. My pointy ears picked up his growling, and I had to stuff my whole hand into my mouth to keep from laughing out loud.

"What do you mean Mr. Cullen, what does your book say?"

"Nothing about American history." Edward muttered, I couldn't suppress the small giggle that escaped me. I heard every stool in the room turn towards Edward, and I could hear him shift uncomfortably.

"My cell phone?" It was more like a question.

"Well, normally I would give a detention. But it is only two days left of school…" The teacher trailed off.

"Anyway, what does your book say?" I heard him sight.

"My name is Lucie and I like to do strange things to my dog." There was a lot of laughter from the class. I guess they never thought that up tight and serious Edward Cullen would say something like that.

"I started doing that after I was raped by a pack of ¨turtles…Mrs. Sanders, really, there is no need to read this. Its not related with the subject at all. Can't you get someone else to read?" Edward pleaded. The class was hysterical by now. I don't think they were laughing at what he said. I mean, it wasn't that funny, but this was Edward Cullen. Mr. goody two shoos.

"I'm sorry, what did you say, Mr. Cullen?" The teacher sounded a little distracted. I heard Edward sight.

"Could someone else please read from the book. If you want to read what's in here I'll give you the book after class, but it is too inappropriate to read aloud." Edward said through clenched teeth.

"Okay then. Mr. Newton, could you read then?"

When the class was over, I could tell Edward was furious. He was still limping, but I could tell by the way he walked that he wanted nothing more then to rip me too peaces. But I guess he's too much of a gentleman to do something like that, I snickered.

"Shut up!" He hissed so low that only I could hear. That only made it more funny. This was sort of like his punishment. If they wanted my Lord to wait with a task this important, I had to make them pay. It was only fair. I don't think I've had that much fun since…ever. I was always alone in my crimes.

"Hey Edward. Are you limping?!" I could hear Emmett's astonished voice as Edward dropped down on a chair.

"Yes." He replied reluctantly. I heard an other chair scrape the floor and assumed it was Alice. Who else would want to sit with Vampires? I guess they wouldn't know, but still…

"Alice, its not funny!" Edward gritted out in frustration. I heard Alice telling Emmett about me rearranging Edwards book. He laughed too, long and hard. I heard a few people talk about the weird Cullen kids.

"You know what, I don't want to be here anymore. I'm going home." Edward growled. I could here Alice cracking up, and Emmett started laughing all over again. Edward grabbed the bag roughly and slung it across his shoulder. I felt my head smack into his rock hard shoulder.

He walked a few strides and whirled around yelling; "Just shut up! The both of you!" He practically flew out of the room they had been in. (AN: The cafeteria, for those who wondered.)

"Isabella, get out of that bag now!" I heard him growl. He had started the car. We were now speeding down a road. I flew out of it and laid down on my stomach in the passenger seat.

"Whatever do you want, Edward?" I asked, giggling. He shot me glare.

"Oh lighten up, will you? I was just having fun."

"How is hurting me fun?"

"You brought that on yourself."

"How, pray tell, did I do that?"

"Well, yesterday, you were being stupid with all the 'you've got the wrong guy' crap. Do you know how annoying that was. You being all depressed. I swear, if it weren't for the pale skin and everything vampire-ish about you, I'd say you were a bloody banshee. And you kicked me first, don't forget that." I pointed out to him. He pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration.

"You can be as mad as you want, I was just pointing out the obvious." I told him with a shrug. I took a lock of my hair and twirled it between my fingers, humming.

"What tune is that?" Edward asked suddenly. I gave him a funny look. He sure forgave me quickly.

"Its called 'Forget me not', like the flower. It's a Lullaby, actually. My mother used to sing it to me when I was a child…" I said absently. I wondered if she missed me. Probably not. I had brought shame on the family tree.

"Its nice. You have a very lovely voice." He commented.

"So I'm forgiven then?" I teased. It didn't bother me when anyone got mad at me over something silly like a prank. Because I knew I hadn't done anything serious to hurt anyone. The only thing hurt about Edward was his stupid pride. And of course his body pars, but that didn't count.

"I suppose I did deserve that hit. And I'm sorry for kicking the bag. It wasn't very gentleman like." He said lightly. His mood could swing fast. He was worse then pregnant woman.

"And I'm not sorry for hitting back, but I am sorry for what I did to your book…who am I kidding, that was hilarious. I'm not sorry for anything." I laughed. He smiled slightly and stopped the car. He opened the door and I flew out, past his face. I didn't recognize where we were.

"Where are we?" I questioned. He smiled at me.

"I wanted to show you something." He took of into the forest, and I quickly caught on. I was flying right beside him the whole way, laughing. Even though the trees here where small, it was still fun. Sure, you couldn't live in them. So you definitely couldn't have a family tree, but it was fun dodging them.

We stopped at the edge of a beautiful meadow. The grass was three times my size, and there was a lot of flowers I had never seen before. I flew into the middle.

"Its beautiful." I commented. I glided to the middle, so my waist was hiding from view. Edward walked over to where I was.

"I didn't think there existed any more of these here. On earth I mean."

"Are there a lot of meadows in Lunaris then?" Edward asked curiously. I looked up at him, and he sat down, so he was leveled with my head.

"Unfortunately, yes." I said, sighting. He looked at me, puzzled.

"Don't be offended, okay? But earth isn't beautiful. Coming a cross a place like this is very rear, because most of the beauty that the earth held was ruined long ago by the humans greedy hands." He chuckled at that.

"On Lunaris, however, we have special creatures who works on keeping everything pretty and natural. All of us loves the forest, we really do. that's why we only have one hundred small marked places. Most of us don't need things, since we can only drink or eat potions."

"How can you eat a potion?"

"Some of them are really, really chunky." I said wrinkling my nose. He laughed.

"Anyway, when most things are pretty, creatures tend to take it for granted." I said with a frown. I could never understand that some of the creatures didn't take any time to really appreciate everything our lords gave to us. Edward looked like he wanted to ask something.

"Just ask, Edward." I said kindly. He laid down in the grass, his head popped up the arms behind his head. I flew gracefully over and sat down on his chest, cross legged facing him.

"Well, you said everything there was beautiful-"

"Sorry, I didn't mean everything, there are a few things there that's ugly. Like some villages. But that's different. They like how they live. I was mostly talking about Fairy's. Sorry, on with your question." I said sheepishly when I saw his meaningful grind.

"I was just wondering if every Fairy was beautiful." I looked at him like he was stupid.

"I think that proof is sitting on you right now." I said. I hated pointing out the obvious. I was ugly now, with ripped up wings and a skimpy two pieced clothing.

"What? No, no! I think your very beautiful, I was just wondering if everyone, the fairy's I mean, if everyone was beautiful, like you." He looked at anything but me, and he was slightly flushed. I was surprised at what he said.

"I might have agreed with you before I turned into this…I had long brown hair then, something that never changes with me. Mother always worried about that. My face has always been the same though, plain and simple. And my wings…" I sighted wistfully. Oh how I missed my beautiful wings. I loved them.

"You mean your wings isn't like they are now, normally I mean." Edward asked hesitantly. I shook my head, slightly depressed.

"They were like butterfly wings, they were gorgeous. I remember Hope was jealous of mine, because hers were muddy brown." I said with a smile.

"What was your colors?" Edward asked hesitantly.

"I was a Latin Lady Rose. It mean's I took a resemblance to that rose. You can picture long elegant butterfly wings, soft as a rose paddle, strong as marble, in white and red, mostly white, with red on the side's. My stockings were red and white too, made out of rose pedals. My whole dress was red, with white in the middle from the waist down. I usually carried a sword with me too."

(AN: I've got a picture in my profile about how Isabella looked before. You won't be disappointed! And yes, the face on this picture is how she really looks like, not the other one. She just has wings, hair and clothes from the other picture.)

"Does it make you sad?" He asked me. I sighted and closed my eyes.

"I really wish that my answer was no…but to tell the truth, yes. It makes me very sad to look at my wings, push that annoying black hair out of my face, and look at the skimpy little outfit I'm wearing. My skirt is see through!" I exclaimed. Edward cocked an eyebrow at me.

"I don't want to care about how I look. I don't care about what other people look like, so why should it matter if I look like something that came out a unicorns butt?" I ranted.

"If it makes you feel any better, I still think your beautiful." Edward insisted. I blushed slightly.

"We should get back home." I said after a pregnant pause. Edward scooped me up into his palm and ran home.