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Unexpected Connections

Bella's POV

I felt like I was going to die of boredom. I was in my history class and the teacher was going on and on about some kind of war. It was hard to tell which one because they all sounded the same coming from my teacher.

"Miss Swan!" my teacher yelled. Obviously he noticed that I wasn't paying much attention to him.

"Huh?" I asked coming out of my thoughts.

"Am I boing you, Miss Swan?" he asked irritably.

'Yes,' I said in my head. "Of course not."

"Then perhaps you would like to tell me what we were just discussing?"

Um, I, uh. Well..." I finally gave up even trying to guess. I had absolutely no idea what he'd been talking about. I'd tuned him out after the first few minutes of the class.

"That's what I though. You know you may not think so, but history is very important. If we don't learn our history, we're doomed to repeat it. In fact, Miss Swan, you've just given me a great idea for our next assignment," the teacher said.

There were groans throughout the room and I slouched down in my seat, hoping to become invisible. I was about to be hated by every single student there. Well, almost everyone. I was pretty sure Edward wouldn't hate me.

"You can all thank Miss Swan for it. I want you all to do research on your families' histories and write a three page report on it. I want it on my desk on Monday."

The bell soon rang and we all filed out. Everyone, aside from Edward, Alice, and Jasper looked super pissed at me.

"Thank you so much, Bella. This is exactly what I want to do all weekend," Rosalie said sarcastically.

I looked down guiltily.

Edward put his arm around me. "It's okay, Love. We're all guilty not paying attention sometimes."

"Yeah, I didn't hear a thing he said either," Alice said.

"Yes, but at least you hide it well. If she's really going to be one of us, she's going to need to learn to lie better," Rosalie said coldly.

"Rose, back off," Edward said glaring.

Rosalie simply walked away.

"Don't feel guilty, Bella. Since we don't sleep, so it's not really a big deal to us," Alice said.

"What are you guys going to do for it anyway? I mean, it's not like you can tell the truth," I said curiously. Since they all were supposed to have died a freakishly long time ago, they couldn't really talk about their ancestors.

"We'll either come up with a bunch of lies or just take an incomplete," Jasper said.

"I'm not taking an incomplete. I'll lie," Edward said.

I looked at them guiltily. "Sorry."

"It's okay, Bella. Who could blame you for not paying attention in that class? It's insanely boring," Jasper said.

"I figured you would be the one person to like it. All we ever discuss is different wars," I said.

"Yes, but that idiot doesn't know what the hell he's talking about. Half of that stuff is nothing but lies," Jasper said.

"Oh. Well, I better get going. Unlike some people, I actually have to do research on this and I don't have all day and night to do it," I said groaning.

"Why don't you come over to the house and do it?" Edward suggested.

I gave him a look. "You know just as well as I do that no actual work will get done if you're around. So for the next three days, I am off limits to you," I said firmly.

Edward looked like someone had just smashed his piano.

Alice burst out laughing. "Oh my God. I don't think he's going to survive that."

I laughed with her for a minute. "It won't kill you, Edward. I'll see you Monday." I then kissed him on the cheek and walked away.


I was sitting at the kitchen on my laptop when Charlie walked in. I was a little surprised to see him. He usually didn't get home until much later. I then looked at my watch and saw that it was almost six. "Oh, sorry, Dad. I meant to have dinner ready, but I lost track of time."

"That's alright, Bells. What are you doing?" Charlie asked as he took off his coat.

"Ugh! This report for school. I'm supposed to find out about our family's history and write a three page paper on it by Monday," I replied.

Charlie winced. "Ouch. What do you have so far?"

"A whole lot of nothing," I said despairingly.

"Hey, maybe I can help. I had to do a similar project in school. I managed to get a copy of an old family tree if you want to see it," Charlie said.

I perked up a little. "Are you kidding? That would be great. I'll go get it."

"I'll get dinner started," I told him as I started to get up. I went to the fridge to see what we had. I eventually decided on making the package of chicken we had in there and rice.

Charlie came back downstairs just as I was starting to fry the chicken. "Here, you take this and do your report. I'll take care of dinner."

"Thanks, Dad," I said as I took the offered piece of paper and went back to my seat. I skimmed the paper, first finding names I recognized, like my grandparents and great grandparents. Then I saw other names went pack as far as the eighteen hundreds.

My eyes nearly bugged out of my head when I recognized a familiar family. It seemed my many times great grandfather was married to a woman named Sarah Whitlock.