“BELLA?”

　　Edward’s soft voice came from behind me. I turned to see him spring lightly up the porch steps, his hairwindblown from running. He pulled me into his arms at once, just like he had in the parking lot, and kissed meagain.

　　This kiss frightened me. There was too much tension, too strong an edge to the way his lips crushed mine— like he was afraid we only had so much time left to us.

　　I couldn’t let myself think about that. Not if I was going to have to act human for the next several hours. Ipulled away from him.

　　“Let’s get this stupid party over with,” I mumbled, not meeting his eyes.

　　He put his hands on either side of my face, waiting until I looked up.

　　“I won’t let anything happen to you.”

　　I touched his lips with the fingers of my good hand. “I’m not worried about myself so much.”

　　“Why am I not surprised by that?” he muttered to himself. He took a deep breath, and then he smiledslightly. “Ready to celebrate?” he asked.

　　I groaned.

　　He held the door for me, keeping his arm securely around my waist. I stood frozen there for a minute, thenI slowly shook my head.

　　“Unbelievable.”

　　Edward shrugged. “Alice will be Alice.”

　　The interior of the Cullens’ home had been transformed into a nightclub — the kind that didn’t often existin real life, only on TV.

　　“Edward!” Alice called from beside a gigantic speaker. “I need your advice.” She gestured toward atowering stack of CDs. “Should we give them familiar and comforting? Or” — she gestured to a different pile— “educate their taste in music?”

　　“Keep it comforting,” Edward recommended. “You can only lead the horse to water.”

　　Alice nodded seriously, and started throwing the educational CDs into a box. I noticed that she hadchanged into a sequined tank top and red leather pants. Her bare skin reacted oddly to the pulsing red andpurple lights.

　　“I think I’m underdressed.”

　　“You’re perfect,” Edward disagreed.

　　“You’ll do,” Alice amended.

　　“Thanks.” I sighed. “Do you really think people will come?” Anyone could hear the hope in my voice.

　　Alice made a face at me.

　　“Everyone will come,” Edward answered. “They’re all dying to see the inside of the reclusive Cullens’

　　mystery house.”

　　“Fabulous,” I moaned.

　　There wasn’t anything I could do to help. I doubted that — even after I didn’t need sleep and moved at amuch faster speed — I would ever be able to get things done the way Alice did.

　　Edward refused to let me go for a second, dragging me along with him as he hunted up Jasper and thenCarlisle to tell them of my epiphany. I listened with quiet horror as they discussed their attack on the army inSeattle. I could tell that Jasper was not pleased with the way the numbers stood, but they’d been unable tocontact anyone besides Tanya’s unwilling family. Jasper didn’t try to hide his desperation the way Edwardwould have. It was easy to see that he didn’t like gambling with stakes this high.

　　I couldn’t stay behind, waiting and hoping for them to come home. I wouldn’t. I would go mad.

　　The doorbell rang.

　　All at once, everything was surreally normal. A perfect smile, genuine and warm, replaced the stress onCarlisle’s face. Alice turned the volume of the music up, and then danced to get the door.

　　 It was a Suburban-load of my friends, either too nervous or too intimidated to arrive on their own. Jessicawas the first one in the door, with Mike right behind her. Tyler, Conner, Austin, Lee, Samantha . . . evenLauren trailing in last, her critical eyes alight with curiosity. They all were curious, and then overwhelmed asthey took in the huge room decked out like a chic rave. The room wasn’t empty; all the Cullens had takentheir places, ready to put on their usual perfect human charade. Tonight I felt like I was acting every bit asmuch as they were.

　　I went to greet Jess and Mike, hoping the edge inmy voice sounded like the right kind of excitement.

　　Before I could get to anyone else, the bell rang again. I let Angela and Ben in, leaving the door wide, becauseEric and Katie were just reaching the steps.

　　I didn’t get another chance to panic. I had to talk to everyone, concentrate on being upbeat, a hostess.

　　Though the party had been billed as a joint event for Alice, Edward, and me, there was no denying that I wasthe most popular target for congratulations and thanks. Maybe because the Cullens looked just slightly wrongunder Alice’s party lights. Maybe because those lights left the room dim and mysterious. Not an atmosphereto make your average human feel relaxed when standing next to someone like Emmett. I saw Emmett grin atMike over the food table, the red lights gleaming off his teeth, and watched Mike take an automatic step back.

　　Probably Alice had done this on purpose, to force me into the center of attention — a place she thought Ishould enjoy more. She was forever trying to make me be human the way she thought humans should be.

　　The party was a clear success, despite the instinctive edginess cause by the Cullens’ presence — ormaybe that simply added a thrill to the atmosphere. The music was infectious, the lights almost hypnotic. Fromthe way the food disappeared, that must have been good, too. The room was soon crowded, though neverclaustrophobic. The entire senior class seemed to be there, along with most of the juniors. Bodies swayed tothe beat that rumbled under the soles of their feet, the party constantly on the edge of breaking into a dance.

　　It wasn’t as hard as I’d thought it would be. I followed Alice’s lead, mingling and chatting for a minutewith everyone. They seemed easy enough to please. I was sure this party was far cooler than anything thetown of Forks had experienced before. Alice was almost purring — no one here would forget this night.

　　I’d circled the room once, and was back to Jessica. She babbled excitedly, and it was not necessary topay strict attention, because the odds were she wouldn’t need a response from me anytime soon. Edward wasat my side — still refusing to let go of me. He kept one hand securely at my waist, pulling me closer now andthen in response to thoughts I probably didn’t want to hear.

　　So I was immediately suspicious when he dropped his arm and edged away from me.

　　“Stay here,” he murmured in my ear. “I’ll be right back.”

　　He passed gracefully through the crowd without seeming to touch any of the close-packed bodies, gonetoo quickly for me to ask why he was leaving. I stared after him with narrowed eyes while Jessica shoutedover the music eagerly, hanging on to my elbow, oblivious to my distraction.

　　I watched him as he reached the dark shadow beside the kitchen doorway, where the lights only shoneintermittently. He was leaning over someone, but I couldn’t see past all the heads between us.

　　I stretched up on my toes, craning my neck. Right then, a red light flashed across his back and glinted offthe red sequins of Alice’s shirt. The light only touched her face for half a second, but it was enough.

　　“Excuse me for a minute, Jess,” I mumbled, pulling my arm away. I didn’t pause for her reaction, even tosee if I’d hurt her feelings with my abruptness.

　　I ducked my way through the bodies, getting shoved around a bit. A few people were dancing now. Ihurried to the kitchen door.

　　Edward was gone, but Alice was still there in the dark, her face blank — the kind of expressionless lookyou see on the face of someone who has just witnessed a horrible accident. One of her hands gripped thedoor frame, like she needed the support.

　　“What, Alice, what? What did you see?” My hands were clutched in front of me — begging.

　　She didn’t look at me, she was staring away. I followed her gaze and watched as she caught Edward’seye across the room. His face was empty as a stone. He turned and disappeared into the shadows under thestair.

　　The doorbell rang just then, hours after the last time, and Alice looked up with a puzzled expression thatquickly turned into one of disgust.

　　“Who invited the werewolf?” she griped at me.

　　 I scowled. “Guilty.”

　　I’d thought I’d rescinded that invitation — not that I’d ever dreamed Jacob would come here, regardless.

　　“Well, you go take care of it, then. I have to talk to Carlisle.”

　　“No, Alice, wait!” I tried to reach for her arm, but she was gone and my hand clutched the empty air.

　　“Damn it!” I grumbled.

　　I knew this was it. Alice had seen what she’d been waiting for, and I honestly didn’t feel I could stand thesuspense long enough to answer the door. The doorbell peeled again, too long, someone holding down thebutton. I turned my back toward the door resolutely, and scanned the darkened room for Alice.

　　I couldn’t see anything. I started pushing for the stairs.

　　“Hey, Bella!”

　　Jacob’s deep voice caught a lull in the music, and I looked up in spite of myself at the sound of my name.

　　I made a face.

　　It wasn’t just one werewolf, it was three. Jacob had let himself in, flanked on either side by Quil andEmbry. The two of them looked terribly tense, their eyes flickering around the room like they’d just walkedinto a haunted crypt. Embry’s trembling hand still held the door, his body half-turned to run for it.

　　Jacob was waving at me, calmer than the others, though his nose was wrinkled in disgust. I waved back— waved goodbye — and turned to look for Alice. I squeezed through a space between Conner’s andLauren’s backs.

　　He came out of nowhere, his hand on my shoulder pulling me back toward the shadow by the kitchen. Iducked under his grip, but he grabbed my good wrist and yanked me from the crowd.

　　“Friendly reception,” he noted.

　　I pulled my hand free and scowled at him. “What are you doing here?”

　　“You invited me, remember?”

　　“In case my right hook was too subtle for you, let me translate: that was me uninvitingyou.”

　　“Don’t be a poor sport. I brought you a graduation present and everything.”

　　I folded my arms across my chest. I didn’t want to fightwith Jacob right now. I wanted to know whatAlice had seen and what Edward and Carlisle were saying about it. I craned my head around Jacob, searchingfor them.

　　“Take it back to the store, Jake. I’ve got to do something. . . .”

　　He stepped into my line of sight, demanding my attention.

　　“I can’t take it back. I didn’t get it from the store — I made it myself. Took a really long time, too.”

　　I leaned around him again, but I couldn’t see any of the Cullens. Where had they gone? My eyes scannedthe darkened room.

　　“Oh, c’mon, Bell. Don’t pretend like I’m not here!”

　　“I’m not.” I couldn’t see them anywhere. “Look, Jake, I’ve got a lot on my mind right now.”

　　He put his hand under my chin and pulled my face up. “Could I please have just a few seconds of yourundivided attention, Miss Swan?”

　　I jerked away from his touch. “Keep your hands to yourself, Jacob,” I hissed.

　　“Sorry!” he said at once, holding his hands up in surrender. “I really am sorry. About the other day, Imean, too. I shouldn’t have kissed you like that. It was wrong. I guess . . . well, I guess I deluded myself intothinking you wanted me to.”

　　“Deluded — what a perfect description!”

　　“Be nice. You could accept my apology, you know.”

　　“Fine. Apology accepted. Now, if you’ll just excuse me for a moment . . .”

　　“Okay,” he mumbled, and his voice was so different from before that I stoppd searching for Alice andscrutinized his face. He was staring at the floor, hiding his eyes. His lower lip jutted out just a little bit.

　　“I guess you’d rather be with your real friends,” he said in the same defeated tone. “I get it.”

　　I groaned. “Aw, Jake, you know that’s not fair.”

　　“Do I?”

　　“You should.” I leaned forward, peering up, trying to look into his............