The Secrets We Hide!

Chapter 3!

Summary: What if Bella lied? What if she wasn't who she said she was? What if she had powers and was immortal? What if someone was out for revenge? What if she didn't really love Edward but someone else? Read to find out!

Disclaimer: I don't own The Twilight Saga or the Dark Visions Series! :(

Bella's/Kaitlyn's P.O.V

The rest of the day dragged on and on until it was time for psychology. I practically skipped to the classroom but I regained my composure just before I got to the open doorway, taking a deep breath I slowly wandered into the classroom. Looking around the room I decided to sit in a seat at the front of the classroom close to Joyce and Marisol's shared desk. They both smiled at me before they introduced themselves to the rest of the class.

"Hello everyone I'm Joyce," she smiled before pointing towards Marisol, "and this is Marisol. I'm your new psychology teacher and Marisol is my teaching assistant, we're going to be here for the next month," here she paused, "I hope that you're all ready for the amount of work I'm going to give you because I can guarantee that it will not be easy."

I heard groans from all around me but I kept silent. I don't mind all of the work, in fact I've been interested in psychology for a while now and I'm willing to take a guess and say that most of the stuff she's going to teach I already know because I used to read psychology textbooks and I've even asked Joyce about it and she's taught me a lot. I could see that she was starting to get irritated with the class.

"Why are you groaning?" She asked, "You should have expected that there was going to be a lot of hard work. Every single one of you signed up for this class so therefore you chose to do the work."

I grinned at her 'no nonsense' attitude; it's just another thing I've missed while I've been away. Marisol caught my eye and smiled back at me in answer to my grin and sent a quick wink my way. Joyce's 'no nonsense' attitude was something we all often joked about and teased her about back home.

~Time skip to an hour later~

The class seemed to pass too quickly for my liking and before I knew it I was driving behind their car to their house. It only took around 15 minutes to get to our destination. Their house is a small cottage in the middle of the woods. The cottage had all of the original brick work on the outside and a small path leading to the front door made from concrete. I noticed a green plant trailing up the sides of the cottage, probably ivy. The outside looked like a classic old fashioned cottage. To me it looks cosy just from the outside and just from seeing the outside I couldn't wait to see what the inside looks like.

"Do you like it?" Joyce asked.

"Yes! I love it," I breathed, "it is amazing!"

"Thanks, it actually belongs to Ana," Joyce explained, "it's been in her family for generations and it's been passed down to her, she offered to let us use this place as soon as she heard about the job offer."

"She just offered you the cottage without any prompting?" I asked.

"Yeah, just like that," Marisol answered, "but you know how Ana is, she's always willing to help someone."

"I know," I smiled thinking of Ana, she is one of the kindest and sweetest people I've ever met.

"Are you two coming inside or what?" Joyce called from the open doorway.

"Yes Mom," I called back with a smile.

I hadn't even realised that she'd opened the door and already walked inside the cottage. I laughed with Marisol before towards the opened door.

"Kait are you ever thinking of reverting back to your actual appearance while it's just us three?" Marisol raised an eyebrow in curiosity.

I grabbed a piece of my hair only to realise that it was still brown, I meant to change back as soon as we got to the cottage but it seems as though I'd gotten distracted.

"Oops, I didn't even realise I wasn't back to normal," I laughed.

"What are you like," Marisol laughed with me before rolling her eyes and shaking her head.

I changed back to my normal appearance as I walked through the open door and smiled in satisfaction when I saw my hair, it's good to be back to normal. Once I walked through the door a feeling overcame me. It was a comforting feeling but I couldn't place what the feeling was exactly. I shrugged it off as I looked around. The inside of the cottage seemed just as cosy if not more as the outside of the cottage. The inside was painted in what seemed like neutral colours.

The hallway I was standing in was painted a cream colour with canvas pictures of different views. The carpet in the hallway was an ivory colour.

The living room was painted a warm brown colour with framed pictures of different nature scenes on the walls. The carpet was a mix between brown and black, in some lights it looks brown but in others it looks black. There was a log fireplace near a comfy looking black couch. The couch just looks like something you could sink into. I desperately wanted to sit on the comfy couch but I knew that I also had to look at the rest of the living room and the kitchen. There was also a flat screen TV mounted to the wall across from the comfy couch and a black coffee table in front of the comfy couch. A dark brown candle was sitting in the middle of the coffee table alongside a stack of brown coasters. A black clock was ticking away as it hung on the wall.

Moving onto the kitchen I looked around and noticed that the kitchen was painted a light grey colour and all of the electrical appliances were silver. But the tiles on the walls and the counters were black. The cupboards were painted a darker grey than the walls and the floor was grey with specks of black linoleum. Normally, in my opinion, a kitchen done in grey would be depressing and boring but somehow this little cottage made it work although that could have something to do with the big windows with black blinds that was letting a lot of light in.

"It's a nice house," I commented, "I really do love it."

"It is isn't it?" Joyce asked looking around with me, "We love it too although Ana did say that we could change anything we wanted to."

"Yeah but why would you want to change anything in here in the first place?" I sighed, "And that does sound like the Ana I know and love. I really do miss her."

"I know," Joyce hugged me.

"She really misses you too you know," Marisol smiled.

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