Okay here is another story I have been getting alot of inspiration on lately. Well here is The Cullen's and a book. basically, Renesmee was going out to hunt while Edward and Bella stayed home. The time is 2010. Renesmee looks about 11. Anyways, she's walking in the woods when she see's a box. right when she picks it up she it brought to the past. in 2005 when bella went to the meadow for the first time. This story is about Edward, Bella and the rest of the cullens reading and trying to change the future.

Hope its good! Stephenie meyer owns twilight!

Emmett: hey beka?

Me: yeah?

Emmett: you dont own-

Me: Emmett i know I dont own twilight!

Emmett: I was gonna say you didnt own cotton candy but ok!

Edward: what are you 2 talkin about?

Me: oh just how much I love you!


The Cullen's and a book

(3rd person)

Renesmee had just left her old house, where her mom and dad were because they were just visiting. They wanted to come and see Forks after being away the past 3 years. She rarely ever went hunting, or anywhere alone because her dad was very protective over her. Mom always said he was protective over her when she was human. Renesmee wondered how it was when her mom was human. She was skipping around the woods when a box caught her attention. What would a box be doing out here in the woods. As soon as she picked the box up, everything went white for a second, and then back to normal. The only difference was it was darker outside. It looked to be about 5 or 6. What happened? Renesmee wondered, but started to open the box. Inside were two letters, and 4 books. One was to the Cullen's amd one to her. She read the letter that was addressed to her.

Dear Renesmee,

You may not know this, but you have just traveled back in time to 2005 when you parents are barely together. Your mom and dad have just gotten back from the meadow. You must go to her house, and tell them about these books. Get them to gather at the Cullen house, and read the books with you. It may help change the future. Once you finish reading the books, you will be sent back in time. If the Cullens change the future, things will of course end differently, and you won't remember a thing. Everyones future is in your hands.

(Renesmee's POV)

Yes! Now I get to read about Mom's time as a human! And how protective dad was, and other various unknowns! I put the letter back in the box, and ran the fast I could to Grandpa's house. When I got there I saw a old rusty red truck in the driveway. Was that the truck my mom said she missed? I ran up to the door, and before I could knock, my dad had the door open. He was looking at me in confusion. Oh yeah, he has no idea who I am yet. "Hi!" I said almost sounding like Alice. "Who are you and how do you know-" I cut him off. "I'm your daughter!" I said faking sadness. "Um, th-thats not possible." he quickly replied. "I figured you'd say that. Now let me come in, and I'll explain." He reluctantly let me in. As soon as I walked in I saw Mom standing in the hall. "Hi mom!" I said casually walking past her and into the living room. This was so fun! I sat on the couch, and waited for them to come in. I could barely hear them whispering in the hall. "Who is she? And why did she call me mom?" "I dont know!" "What is she?" My mom yell whispered. I stifilled a laugh. "Half vampire half human mom!" I said in a normal tone as if she was sitting right next to me.

Less that 5 seconds later they both came walking into the living room. Both of them were wearing confused, and scared exspressions. "Can I explain now?" I really didn't want to end my fun, but I knew if I didn't start soon, all the cullens would be here, and I'd be dead. Family or not. They both sat, and looked up at me. "Okay my name is Renesmee Carlie Cullen. I was born to Edward and Bella Cullen." I stated simply know this would confuse them further. I made sure to block my thoughts too. "But how? We can't be your parents!" Dad nearly screeched. He eyed my hair, then my eyes, and stared in horror. "Well not in this year, but in the year 2010 you are. I'm from the future. You are my parents. You got married and had me next year.I'm half human half vampire because dad your a vampire, and mom you were a human when you got pregnant. Well anyways, I was going out hunting while you two stayed at the cottage, when I saw this box in the woods. Well when I picked it up, everything went white. A couple of seconds later it was the same again, except it was darker outside. I opened the box, and it told me I had gone back in time to 2005. I'm supposed to read these 4 books with you and the entire Cullen family too." I replied smiling slightly. "I have a daughter? Your my daughter?" dad asked coming out of shock first. I just nodded. He was probably really conflicted right now. I mean thinking for over 90 years you would never be able to have kids, and then all of a sudden you find out you can, and you have a daughter is alot. I didn't even see it coming when he pulled me in for a hug. "My daughter." he whispered lovingly. At that mom seemed to come out of shock. She came over to us, and hugged us both. A little later we all pulled away.

"Oh, there's another letter in there for you." I said about to get it when I heard a car coming onto the driveway. "Alice!" dad yelled and she was there. "Whats going on?" she asked. I saw dad whispering real fast, and I guess he was talking in vampire speed. I could see his lips moving, but couldn't quiet understand them. "All I saw was charlie getting here, and catching you two trying to run out the back door." she replied to his explination. "You could of just called." "It would of still ended the same way." she said as a car started pulling up the driveway. "Now lets act like were just having a friendly conversation." she said sitting down just as the front door opened. "Bella we should have a sleepover! You could come over tomorrow, and Edward could drive us to school monday!" she squealled. Wow Alice never changes, or didn't change I should say. "I'll ask Alice." mom said laughing. "Bella?" grandpa said walking into the living room. It took all of my strength not to jump up, and pull him into a bone crushing hug. "Yeah dad?" mom replied looking anywhere, but at me. "Who are your friends here?" he asked. "Oh the Cullens and Renesmee." she said hands slightly shaking. "Oh I don't think I've heard of you Renesmee. Which is weird since this town is so small." grandpa said looking at me. He looked at my hair, and then at dad. Comprehention flickered on his face. Dad spoke up, thanks to his mind reading. "That's because no one really has. If you don't count my whole family and bella. Renesmee is my niece." "Oh, but I thought all of your family was dead. I mean, I'm sorry." he said. "My mom and dad. I had a brother. He was adopted too. I haven't heard from him since I was little. Kind of lost contact. Renesmee is my brother's and his wives daughter. He called me the other day. We talked and he asked if Renesmee could stay with me for a week or two." he stated simply. He said almost the same thing he said when grandpa found out. Well in my time.

"Oh that's nice. So how old are you kiddo?" Grandpa asked me. "I'm 11." "Oh, so how old is your mom and dad?" he questioned. I decided to go with the sorta truth. "My mom is 28 and my dad is 27." I said smiling at mom and dad. "Oh, so they had you young." he responded trying to keep a strait face. "Why did your mom and dad need you to stay with your uncle?" He wondered. "Well they wanted to visit grandpa and grandma's grave and they don't like me going. Plus they been trying to find Uncle for forever. It's really good to be here too. I only saw Uncle once when I was a little baby. I could m=barely remember him. I remembered his hair and eyes though. Me and him have grandma's hair. My dad's hair is just brown. Daddy said that's how he always remembered Uncle. By his hair and eyes." I spoke sadly. I mean that's how you remember grandma daddy. I thought to daddy hugging him close. He smiled down at me. "Oh, well that is nice. Bella did you make anything?" he asked walking to the kitchen. "I heated up the leftover's from last night." she said sighing. "Well I think its time to go. Esme is probably wondering were we are." Alice stage talked. "Yeah I'm tired." I said yawning. "See you later bella." dad said hugging her and then he gave her a quick peck on the mouth. "Bye love. I'll see you late tonight." He whispered so low I could barely hear. Charlie came out of the kitchen now, and I waved at him. "Bye Mr. Swan!" I said hugging him. "bye renesmee and which two are you?" charlie asked. "Edward and Alice." Dad said grabbing my hand. "Come on reness(ruh-nez i think its cool) I'm sure Chief Swan and Bella want to spend the rest of the evening by themself." dad said leading me to the door. "Wait!" mom called running to us. "Bye renesmee!" she cried hugging me close. "I love you my little girl." she whispered as she let go of me. "Bye Edward and Alice." she gave each of them a hug. Just as we got outside Alice jumped on me. "OMG! I have a niece! We can shop together and give each other makeovers! it'll be so much fun!" she screamed so loud I wondered how everyone in the neighborhood didn't hear her. Something occurred to me. "I forgot the box!" I said running to the door just as it opened. Mom was standing there. "Looking for this?" she questioned. "Thanks mom!" I said kissing her cheek, and running back to the car. As soon as I hopped in, dad hit the excelerator. He wasn't going as fast as he usually did, and that confused me. "Dad why are you going so slow?" I said laying all the way down. He just looked at me, and then pushed the gas more. My eyes started to get droopy, and then everything went black.

(Edward's Pov)

I watched my daughter sleep in the backseat. I had a daughter. Who would of thought! All I wanted to do right now was shout it from the rooftops. I pulled up into the garage, and parked the car. I got out, and got Renesmee out the back seat. She looks so beautiful sprawled across the backseat, laying down with her curls rolling all over her face. Such a beautiful angel, just like her mother. I knew she was the moment I opened the door. I picked Renesmee up while Alice got the box. I walked into the house to find everyone in the living room. who is she? Esme questioned. she looks like you. Emmett thought. She has the same shade of hair as Edward Jasper thought. why is she here? Rosalie's thoughts were angry. I could care less. "Who is she?" Carlisle said for everyone else. "My daughter." I said walking up the stairs. My answer caused an uproar to their thoughts. This was one of the many times I wish I could control my mind reading. It was helpful, but sometimes all I want is to only hear my thoughts without having to be miles away from any humanity. "I'll explain after I put her to sleep." I ran up to my room, and placed Renesmee on my couch. One thing about her was she was as hot as the werewolves. "Here." Alice said handing me a blanket. "Thanks." I said putting the blanket over her, and kissing her forehead. Me and Alice headed back downstairs to deal with the others. "Renesmee is me and Bella's daughter from the future. Turns out vampire men can have children with human women seeing as only the women needs to change during a pregnancy." I said getting back up. "I'll let you tell them the rest Alice. I'm going to Bella's." I ran through the trees without stopping to Bella's house.

I arived at her place a minute later. I ran up the tree, to find the window open. I climb in, and then close the window. Bella is laying on the bed staring at me in shock. "Bella its me." I said walking to her. "OH!" she said running into my arms. "Edward! I missed you so much." she said pulling me to the bed. I laid her down, and put the covers over her. Then I laid next to her on top of the covers. "I was only gone 30 minutes." I whispered putting a lock of her hair behind her ear. "I know I'm just so confused about whats going on. Oh yeah I asked charlie if I could spend the night at your house tomorrow, and he said ok. Probably because I said I was having a slumber party in Alice's room." She laid her head on my chest. "Well we both know thats not true at all." she said smiling warmly. "Yep, the only room you'll be spending the night in is mine." I breathed. She blushed scarlet, and buried her face in my chest. I hugged her to me, and breathed in her scent. "Where's Renesmee?" she asked a second later, lifting her head. "Asleep in my room." I said remembering her laying on my couch, with her hair all over her face. "She's so beautiful. She has your hair, and my eyes. I can't believe we have a daughter, or will have one." she said laughing at the end. "I know. I was watching her while she was asleep. Her hair was all over her face. In her face and everything. Her curls rolling around. She looked just like you when you sleep. She was as beautiful as you." I smiling remembering the image again. "She's prettier than me." bella murmured snuggling into me. "No. Your not prettier than her. You are beautiful just like her. She wouldn't be pretty like she is if you weren't her mom. You both equally beautiful. She is cute in a little girl way, but you make that up with your womanly figure." I mumbled against her throat. I put my hands on her hips, and slid them down, grabbing her thighs. I pulled one hand up to hold her cheek. "You are beautiful, gorgeous, and absolutly sexy." I breathed on her neck. "Uhh." she said. Her eyes were rolling into the back of her head.

"You okay there beautiful?" I whispered pulling back. "What?" she said blinking. I simply loved that I could do these things to her. It made me feel so good inside. "Ugh! Stupid dazzling vampire!" bella swore laying all the way back on the bed. "I think you should sleep now." I said humming her lullaby. "Wait. I was wondering about these books. Don't you think we're messing with fate and it might make everything worse?" bella rushed out staring strait at me, and then quickly looking down. "No they were sent here for a purpose. I think those books will help us alot." I said kissing her forehead. Then I started to hum her lullaby. "Okay." she said closing her eyes. Her breathing started to slow, and I knew she was sleeping.

(Bella's Pov)

He started to hum, and the next thing I knew I was asleep. I woke up in the morning pleasantly happy. I could feel cold arms wrapped around me. "Goodmorning beautiful." edward murmured in my ear. I opened my eyes to find Edward exactly were he was when I fell asleep. "Hey." I said kissing him. Then I saw his shirt. It was different then the one he had on last night. It was light blue. The one he had on last night was white. "You left?" I touched the tip of his collar. "Well yeah. I couldn't leave in the same shirt I came in yesterday." he simply stated sitting up. "Now if you hurry and get dressed, we can get to the house sooner, and read the book." At that, I was out of bed, and in the bathroom brushing my teeth. Good thing I took a shower yesterday! I thought to myself as I made my way to my room. I walked in to find Edward sitting on the edge of the bed staring my way. "I'll give you some privacy." he stood up, and he was out of the room. "Vampire speed." I muttered under my breath as I pulled a clean pair of pants and a shirt on. I heard a chuckle, and shook my head smiling. "Stupid hearing!" shouted as I pulled my converse on. I headed to the stairs, when Edward apeared right in front of me. He had a serious face, but I could faintly detect a smile on his lips. "What's up with the vampire dissing?" he questioned eyeing me seriously.

"Did I hurt you feelings?" I said smiling. "Yeah I'm hurt, real hurt. How could you make fun of me like that?" he said smiling along with me. We both burst out laughing. When I had calmed down, I spoke. "Please don't tell me your gonna start acting like this all the time!" I shook my head going down the stairs while he just stared at me. When I got to the 3rd to last step, he ran to me. "What does 'act like this' mean? Cause if you mean stupid, I'm pretty sure Emmett has that covered." he said helping me into his volvo. In a second he was right next to me, starting the car, and speeding down the road. "What is so fun about driving fast?" I murmured holding onto my seat even though it wasn't that bad. "Funny you should talk about speed. I was going this speed when I was taking Renesmee and Alice home. Renesmee asked me why I was going this slow. You know since I go faster than this when your not here. It's funny because a 4 year old half human half vampire is not even worried about my speed and wants me to go faster, and then a 17 year old human is scared about the speed I'm going at. You know your over reacting. You don't have to grab the seat like that. I'm not going fast enough for you to get pulled forward." he said laughing.

'Whatever!" I said trying to hide my shock. Did he really go faster than this? With Renesmee in the car? My thoughts were stopped by the Cullen house coming into view. It was wonderful, magical. My thoughts about the house were cut short too because all of a sudden Renesmee came running out the house, and started running toward them in the car. The thing was she was going faster than a human could posibly run, and not fast enough were you couldn't see her. "Woa." I mumbled as she came to the front of the car as Edward stopped it. "Hey Mom dad! Come on everyone wants to start the first book already!" she shouted practically pulling Edward's door off. She grabbed his hand. "Come on mom!" she yelled behind her as she towed Edward to the house. I followed slowly behind them. By the time I got inside, everyone was sitting down. "Hello Bella, my name is Carlise, and this is my wife Esme. Then there are my children, Rosalie, Emmett, Jasper, and Alice." he pointed each one out. "Hi." I said shyly. I went to go sit next to Edward, who had Renesmee on the other side of him. " Okay well there's a note addressed to all of us." Carlisle said opening the letter.

Dear Cullen's-

"Ha! Bella I guess you can't read this with us!" Emmett smurked at me.

"Now I get how Emmett has Stupity down." I muttered to Edward. Emmett just stared at us in shock.

and Bella,

These books will help all of ya'll to fix the future. You are changing it right now by reading the books instead of going to play baseball later today. Bella and Edward these books are specifically for you two. Edward I hope by the end of all 4 these books you will think and change your views on some things. Like how your a monster with no soul, you don't want to change Bella, or the best of all of them. How you think leaving Bella is the best option. Now don't started talking about this now because I know how you can get Edward and the rest of Cullen's. Also Bella, I hope by the end of all 4 of these books you realize you are worth protecting, Edward loves just as you love him, and you can protect your family. All of the Cullen's if Edward, Bella or any other of you Cullen's get too caught up in this book, and start think crazy, I hope you can set them strait, because remember all of ya'll can change this. It's all up to you.

p.s. the order of the books is Twilight, New moon, Eclipse, and lastly Breaking dawn. hope you enjoy!

(3rd person)

"Well who wants to read first?" Carlisle asked the group.

"Me, I want to because I'm 99.9999 percent sure this is in Bella's point of view." Edward said answering everyones thoughts as to why he wanted to read.

"Watch out for the other 0.0001" Emmett said while everyone nodded in agreement.

Preface

I'D NEVER GIVEN MUCH THOUGHT TO HOW I WOULD die-

"Does anyone?" Emmett asked confused and amused at the same time.

"I guess people in jail, but I don't think so." Alice said confused too.

"Wow mom I though dad was exagerating you are a magnet for danger!" renesmee chimed.

"I wouldn't say that now if I were you Renesmee." Edward said chuckling. Bella just glared.

"Why would you need to think about dying anyway?" Emmett said to get no answer. Edward just kept reading. Emmett just pouted.

though I'd had reason enough in the last few months-but even if I had, I would not have imagined it like this.

"Death usually does come unexpected." Emmett said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"She's talking about the way, not death itself." Jasper said shaking his head, while Rosalie hit Emmett upside the head.

"OW!"

I stared without breathing across the long room, into the dark eyes of the hunter, and he looked pleasantly back at me.

"okay this has to be in Bella's point of view because a vampire would not be scared, or scared of dying. Seeing as we already are." Alice said rubbing her hands together.

Surely it was a good way to die, in the place of someone else, someone I loved. Noble, even. That ought to count for something.

"Of course you would think that! Man mom, you haven't changed at all!" nessie giggled thinking of her mother in her time.

"It is never good to die sweety." Esme said sadly.

I knew if I'd never gone to Forks, I wouldn't be facing death now. But, terrified as I was, I couldn't bring myself to regret the decision.

"You should." Edward muttered far to low for Bella to hear.

Renesmee just gave him a stern look.

When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it's not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end. The hunter smiled in a friendly way as he sauntered forward to kill me.

"Thats the end of the preface." Edward anounced.

Alice just held out her hand for the book, but Edward started the first chapter.

"Hey!" Alice shouted and Edward chuckled.

"First Sight."

"MY MOTHER DROVE ME TO THE AIRPORT WITH THE windows rolled. It was seventy-five degrees in Phoenix, the sky a perfect cloudless blue. I was wearing my favorite shirt- sleeveless, white eyelet lace; I was wearing it as a farewell gesture.

"Thats okay." Alice was deep in thought about a shopping trip.

My carrye on item was a parka.

"EW!" rosalie and Alice shouted.

In the Olympic Peninsula of northwest Washington State, a small town named Forks exists under a near-constant cover of clouds. It rains on this inconsequential town more than any other place in the United States of America. It was from this town and its gloomy, omnipresent shade that my mother escaped with me when I was only a few months old. It was in this town that I'd been compelled to spend a month every summer until I was fourteen. That was the year I put my foot down; these past three summers, my dad Charlie, vacationed with me in California for two weeks instead. It was to Forks that I now exiled myself- an action that I took with great horror. I detested Forks.

"You dont like Forks?" Esme and Renesmee asked.

"Well I used to." bella said simply eyeing edward.

"Why?" Emmett asked. Bella pointed at Edward and then rolled her eyes.

"Yep definitly didn't change!" nessie shouted.

I loved Phoenix. I loved the sun and the blistering heat. I loved the vigorous, sprawling city. "Bella," my mom said to me-the last of a thousand times-before I got on the plane. "You don't have to do this." My mom looks like me, except with short hair and laugh lines. I felt a spasm of panic as I stared at her wide, childlike eyes. How could I leave my loving, erratic, harebrained mother to fend for herself? Of course she had Phil now, so the bills would probably get paid, there would be food in the refrigerator, gas in her car, and someone to call when she got lost, but still...

"Who's the mom? You or her?" Jasper asked appalled.

"M- Her." Bella said.

"Right." Jasper said shaking his head.

"I wish I could meet her, I never have. She seems so childish." renesmee murmured.

"I want to go," I lied. I'd always been a bad liar, but I'd been saying this lie so frequently lately that it sounded almost convincing now. "Tell Charlie I said hi." "I will." "I'll see you soon," she insisted. "You can come home whenever you want-I'll come right back as soon as you need me." But I could see the sacrifice in her eyes behind the promise. "Don't worry about me," I urged. "It'll be great. I love you, mom." She hugged me tightly for a minute, and then I got on the plane, and she was gone. It's a four-hour flight from Phoenix to Seattle, another hour in a small plane up to Port Angeles, and then an hour drive back down to Forks. Flying doesn't bother me; the hour in the car with Charlie, though, I was a little worried about.

"Why, he's you father?" Carlisle prompted.

"Uh, well I didn't know what to talk about."

"How about how great Emmett is?" the man in question or answer said.

"Because I didn't know you yet Emmett." Bella replied after Edward hit him. "Please continue." Bella said waving her hand at Edward.

Charlie had really been fairly nice about the whole thing. He seemed genuinly pleased that I was coming to live with him for the first time with any degree of permanence. He'd already gotten me registered for high school and was going to help me get a car. But it was sure to be awkward with Charlie. Neither of us was what anyone would call verbose, and I didn't know what there was to say regardless. I knew he was more than a little confused by my decision-like my mother before me, I hadn't made a secret of my distaste to Forks. When I landed in Port Angeles, it was raining.

"Not a suprise." Rosalie hissed eyeing Bella. She was very much hating Bella now. Moving here, and messing everything up.

Renesmee just eyed Rosalie funny. She and bella got along just fine in her time, what was so different now? And why did Rosalie hate Bella so much?

I didn't see it as an omen-just unavoidable. I'd already said my goodbyes to the sun. Charlie was waiting for me with the crusier. This I was expecting, too. Charlie is Police Cheif Swan to the good people of Forks. My primary motivation behind buying a car, despite the scarcity of my funds, was that I refused to be driven around town in a car with red and blue lights on top. Nothing slows down traffic like a cop. Charlie gave me an awkward, one-armed hug when I stumbled my way off the plane.

"How many times did you fall?" Emmett asked trying to keep a strait face.

"eigh- now wait thir- no sixteen times." Bella mumbled sheepishly.

Emmett turned around, trying to muffle his laughs, but it all came out and Bella glared at him.

Renesmee shot her mom a confused glance. She just couldn't imagine her graceful mom clumsy.

"It's good to see you, Bells," he said, smiling as he automatically caught and steadied me. "You haven't changed much. How's Renee?" "Mom's fine. It's good to see you too, dad." I wasn't allowed to call him Charlie to his face.

"Your not supposed to. It's rude." Edward said shocked.

"Why?" Bella said facing him.

"Well he's your father your supposed to respect him, and thats how I was raised."

I had only a few bags.

Alice looked like she was about to say something, but Edward kept reading.

Most of my Arizona clothes were too permeable for Washington. My mom and I had pooled our resources to supplement my winter wardrobe, but it was still scanty. It all fit easily into the back of the cruiser. "I found a good car for you, really cheap," he announced when we were strapped in. "What kind of car?" I was suspicious of the way he said "good car for you" as opposed to just "good car."

"Always observant." Edward muttered.

"Well, it's a truck actually, a chevy." "Where did you find it?" "Do you remember Billy Black down at La Push?" La Push is the tiny Indian reservation on the coast.

All of the Cullen's growled while Renesmee smiled hugely. "La Push!" she cried happily.

"Huh?" All the Cullen's ask in return.

"Thats where Jacob lives!" she said and then thought for a moment. "Oops! Forget I said that!"

"No." "He used to go fishing with us during the summer," Charlie prompted. That would explain why I didn't remember him. I do a good job of blocking painful, unnecessary things from my memory.

"Lucky Human!" Emmett said playfully.

"He's in a wheelchair now," Charlie continued when I didn't respond, "so he can't drive anymore, and he offered to sell me this truck cheap." "What year is it?" I could see from his change of expression that this was the question he was hoping I wouldn't ask. "Well, Billy's done a lot of work on the engine-it's only a few years old, really." I hoped he didn't think so little of me as to believe I would give up that easily. "When did he buy it?" "He bought it in 1984, I think."

"WHAT!" Rosalie looked appalled

"Did he buy it new?" "Well, no. I think it was new in the early sixties-or late fifties at the earliest," he admitted sheepishly.

"UGH! EW! EW! How could you drive such a thing!" Rosalie kept yelling more complants.

"Enough Rosalie!" Esme said sternly. Rosalie probably would of said something if it was anyone but her.

"Ch-dad, I don't really know anything about cars. I wouldn't be able to fix it if anything went wrong, and I couldn't afford a mechanic..." "Really, Bella, the thing runs great. They don't build them like that anymore." The thing, I thought to myself... it had possibilities-as a nickname, at the very least. "How cheap is cheap?" After all, that was the part I couldn't compromise on. "Well, honey, I kind of already bought it for you. As a homecoming gift." Charlie peeked sideways at me with a hopeful expression. Wow. Free. "You didn't need to do that, dad. I was going to buy myself a car." "I don't mind. I want you to be happy here." He was looking ahead at the road when he said this. Charlie wasn't comfortable with expressing his emotions out loud. I inherited that from him. So I was looking straight ahead as I responded. "That's really nice, Dad. Thanks. I really appreciate it." No need to add that my being happy in forks is an impossibility.

"That changed when I met Edward." Bella said and then blushed at her outburst.

"Yeah we all know that since you two are so obssessed with each other!" Emmett bellowed.

Edward and Rosalie hissed. After he raised his hands in apology, Edward started reading again.

He didn't need to suffer along with me. And I never looked a free truck in the mouth-or engine. "Well, now, you're welcome," he mumbled, embarassed by my thanks. We exchanged a few more comments on the weather, which was wet, and that was pretty much it for conversation. We stared out the windows in silence. It was beautiful, of course; I couldn't deny that. Everything was green: the trees, their trunks covered with moss, their branches hanging with a canopy of it, the ground covered with ferms. Even the air filtered down greenly through the leaves. It was too green-an alien planet.

"Green is a very common color." Esme said confused.

"I really don't know what I was thinking. I get I just got too used to too sunny phoenix." bella shrugged.

Eventually we made it to Charlie's. He still lived in the small, two-bedroom house that he'd bought with my mother in the early days of their marriage. Those were the only kind of days their marriage had-the early ones. There, parked on the strret in front of the house that never changed, was my new-well, new to me-truck. It was a faded red color, with big, rounded fenders and a bulbous cab. To my intense suprise, I loved it.

"Oh god!" Rosalie muttered. How could she like that thing! It was horrible! Stupid, dumb, ignorant human!

Edward growled in return. It was minacing, and cold. It made Bella's bones go cold. Rosalie slumped back in her seat.

Renesmee frowned and then smiled at her dad. She might of liked Rosalie, but she was being mean to her mom.

It didn't know if it would run, but I could see myself in it. Plus, it was one of those solid iron affairs that never gets damaged-the kind you see at the scene of an accident, paint unscratched, surrounded by the peices of the foreign car it had destroyed.

"Perfect for you love. I think that's the only thing I love about it." Edward smirked.

Bella rolled her eyes, but agreed. She knew she was a danger magnet, and after what happened with Tyler's van she was lucky to have Edward.

"Wow, Dad, I love it! Thanks!" Now my horrific day tomorrow would be just that much less dreadful. I wouldn't be faced with the choice of either walking two miles in the rain to school or accepting a ride in the Chief's curser.

"True." All the Cullen kids shuddered.

"I'm glad you like it," Charlie said gruffly, embarrassed again. It took only one trip to get all my stuff upstairs.

"WHAT?" Alice shouted and started rambling to herself about taking Bella shopping.

Bella hoped Alice was kidding about shopping.

Renesmee laughed at her mom's face.

I got the west bedroom that faced out over the front yard. The room was familiar; it had been belonged to me since I was born. The wooden floor, the light blue walls, the peaked ceiling, the yellow lace curtains around the window-these were all part of my childhood. The only changes Charlie had ever made were switching the crib for a bed and adding a desk as I grew. The desk onw held a second hand computer, with the phone line for the modem stapled along the floor to the nearest phone jack. This was a stipulation from my mother, so that we could stay in touch easily.

"Mom emails me every minute!" Bella said shaking her head.

The rocking chair from my baby days was still in the corner. There was only one small bathroom at the top of the stairs, which I would have to share with Charlie. I was trying not to dwell too much on that fact. One of the best things about Charlie is he doesn't hover. He left me alone to unpack and get settled, a feat that would have been altogether inpossible for my mother. It was nice to be alone, not to have to smile and looked pleased; a relief to stare dejectedly out the window at the sheeting rain and let just a few tears escape. I wasn't in the mood to go on a real crying jag. I would save that for bedtime, when I would have to think about the coming morning.

"Sorry sweetie. It must of been hard for you." Esme murmured.

Edward frowned knowing his behavior hadn't helped.

"It's okay really. Everyones first day of school is hard. And I think I was being overdramatic." Bella said to Esme and to Edward sensing his discomfort.

Forks High School had a frightening total of only three hundred and fifty-seven - now fifty eight - students; there were more than seven hundred people in my junior class alone back home. All of the kids here had grown up together - their grandparents had been toddlers together. I would be the new girl from the big city, a curiosity, a freak.

"Your not a freak, Bella." Edward said and Renesmee, Alice, and Esme nodded their heads agreeing.

Maybe, if I looked like a girl from Phoenix should, I could work this to my advantage. But physically, I'd never fit in anywhere. I should be tan, sporty, blond - a volleyball player, or a cheerleader, perhaps - all the things that go with living in the valley of the sun. Instead, I was ivory-skinned, without even the excuse of blue eyes or red hair, despite the constant sunshine. I had always been slender, but soft somehow, obviously not an athlete; I didn't have the necessary hand-eye coordination to play sports without humiliating myself - and harming both myself and anyone else who stood to close.

Emmett laughed at the image. Edward growled at him. "I'm going to change my gym to yours!"

When I finished putting my clothes in the old pine dresser, I took my bag of bathroom necessities and went to the communal bathroom to clean myself up after the day of travel. i looked sallower, unhealthy. My skin could be pretty - it was very clear, almost translucent-looking - but it all depended on color. I had no color here. Facing my pallid reflection in the mirror, I was forced to admit that I was lying to myslef. It wasn't just physically that I'd never fit in. And if I couldn't fing a niche in a school with three thousand people, what were my chances here? I didn't relate well to people my age. Maybe the truth was that I didn't relate well to people, period. Even my mother, who I was closer to than anyone else on the planet, was never in harmony with me, never on exactly the same page. Sometimes I wondered if I was seeing the same things through my eyes that the rest of the world was seeing through theirs. Maybe there was a glitch in my brain. But the cause didn't matter. All that mattered was the effect.

Renesmee frowned. Her mom might be different, but she was the best person ever. Edward smiled at Renesmee thoughts. "Bella your perfect,and it's good to be different." Edward said. "Yeah mom, dad's right." Renesmee agreed.

And tomorrow would be just the beginning.I didn't sleep well that night, even after I was done crying. The constant whooshing of the rain and wind acroos the roof wouldn't fade into the backround. I pulled the faded old quilt over my head, and later added the pillow, too. But I couldn't fall asleep until after midnight, when the rain finally settled into a quieter drizzle. Thick fog was all I could see out my window in the morning, and I could feel the claustrophobia creeping up on me. you could never see the sky here; it was like a cage. Breakfast with Charlie was a quiet event. He wished me good luck at school. I thanked him, knowing his hope was wasted. Good luck tended to avoid me.

"That's right." Edward snorted.

"Yeah good luck slipped right out the window with you being here!" Emmett said to Edward.

Charlie left first, off to the police station that was his wife and family. After he left, I sat at the old square oak table in one of the three unmatching chairs and examined his small kitchen, with its dark paneled walls, bright yellow cabinets, and white linoleum floor. Nothing was changed. My mother had painted the cabinets eighteen years ago in an attempt to bring some sunshine into the house. Over the small fireplace in the adjoining handkerchief-sized family room was a row of picture. First a wedding picture of Charlie and my mom in Las Vegas, then one of the three of us in the hospital after I was born, taken by a helpful nurse, followed by the procession of my school pictures up to last year's. Those were embarrassing to look at - I would have to see what I could do to get Charlie to put those somewhere else, at least while I was living here. It was impossible, being in this house, not to realize that Charlie had never gotten over my mom. It was uncomfortable.

"It always is." Carlisle said sadly. His mom and dad might not of gotten divorced, but he knew his dad missed his mom a lot back then.

"You feel very sad about this. Your not over their divorce now are you?" Jasper questioned.

"No I'm not. I mean when I was littler I used to wish they could get back together and we could be a normal family, but then I realized that it couldn't happen. I'm mad at my mom though. I mean she kept me away from him all these years. I'm almost an adult, and I've only seen his about 13 times!" Bella cried hugging Edward.

"It's okay Bella." Edward soothed.

I didn't want to be too early to school, but I couldn't stay in the house anymore. I donned my jacket - which had the feel of a biohazard suit - and headed out into the rain. It was just drizzling still, not enough to soak me through immediatly as I reached for the house key that was always hidden under the eaves by the door, and locked up. The sloshing of my new waterproof boots was unnerving. I missed the normal crunch of gravel as I walked.

Bella just shook her head, still hugging Edward tight.

I couldn't pause and admire my truck again as I wanted; I was in a hurry to get out of the misty wet that swirled around my head and clung to my hair under my hood. Inside the truck, it was nice and dry. Either Billy or Charlie had obviously cleaned it up, but the tan upholstered seats still smelled faintly of tobacco, gasoline, and peppermint. The engine started quickly, to my relief, but loudly, roaring to life and then idling at top volume. Well, a truck this old was bound to have a flaw. The antique radio worked, a plus that I hadn't expected.

Bella surprised everyone by laughing. They expected her to start crying or something. "It's okay. I'm not going to start crying anytime soon." Bella smiled.

Renesmee laughed at her mom. She could be crazy sometimes.

"Sometimes?" Edward questioned an eyebrow raised.

"Yeah." Renesmee laughed with him.

Emmett groaned annoyed at their one sided conversation.

Finding the school wasn't difficult, though I'd never been there before. The school was, like most othe things, just off the highway. It was not obvious that it was a school; only the sign, which declared it to be the Forks High School, made me stop. It looked like a collection of matching houses, built with marron-colored bricks. There were so many trees and shrubs I couldn't see its size at first. Where was the feel of the institution? I wondered nostalgically. Where were the chain-link fences, the metal detectors?

"Why would you want that?" Emmett wondered.

"Comfort. I'm guessing they had those in Phoenix?" Carlisle asked.

"Yeah." Bella agreed.

I parked in the front of the first building, which had the small sign over the door reading FRONT OFFICE. No one else was parked there, so I was sure it was off limits, but I decided I would get directions inside instead of circling around in the rain like an idiot. I stepped unwillingly out of the toasty truck cab and walked down a little stone path lined with dark hedges. I took a deep breath before opening the door. Inside, it was brightly lit, and warmer than I'd hoped. The office was small; a little waiting area with padded folding chairs, orange-flecked commercial carpet, notices and awards cluttering the walls, a big clock ticking loudly. Plants grew everywhere in large plastic pots, as if there wasn't enough greenery outside. The room was cut in half by a long counter, cluttered with wire baskets full of papers and brightly colored flyers taped to its front. There were three desks behind the counter, one of which was manned by a large, red-haired woman wearing glasses. She was wearing a purple t-shirt, which immediately made me feel overdressed.

"Mrs. Cope." Edward shuddered.

"Aww what's wrong Eddie? Don't like that Mrs. Cope here has a crush on you?" Emmett asked.

"Shut it Emmy!" Edward said throwing a pillow at him.

The red-haired woman looked up. "Can I help you?" "I'm Isabella Swan," I informed her, and saw the immediate awareness light her eyes. I was expected, a topic of gossip no doubt. Daughter of the Chief's flighty ex-wife, come home at last.

Bella looked expectantly at Edward.

"Ugh, fine. It was like that, but not that bad." Edward said truthfully.

Bella wasn't sure if he was a good liar, and was lying to her, but she felt he was telling the truth.

"Of course," she said. She dug through a precariously stacked pile of documents on her desk till she found the ones she was looking for. "I have your schedule right here and a map of the school." She brought sevaral sheets to the counter to show me. She went through my classes for me, highlighting the best route to each on the map, and gave me a slip to have each teacher sign, which I was to bring back at the end of the day. She smiled at me and hoped, like Charlie, that I would like it here in Forks. I smiled back as convincingly as I could. When I went back out to my truck, other students were starting to arrive. I drove around the school, following the line of traffic. I was glad to see that most of the cars were older like mine, nothing flashy. At home I'd lived in one of the few lower-income neighborhoods that were included in the Paradise Valley District. It was a common thing to see a new Mercedes or Porshe in the student lot. The nicest car here was a shiny Volvo, and it stood out.

Edward smiled thinking about his car.

"I love the volvo!" Rensmee giggled.

"Me too." Bella said.

Still, I cut the engine as soon as I was in a spot, so that the thunderous vloume wouldn't draw attention to me. I looked at the map in the truck, trying to memorize it now; hopefully I wouldn't have to walk around with it stuck in front of my nose all day. I stuffed everything in my bag, slung the strap over my shoulder, and sucked in a huge breath. I can do this, I lied to myself feebly. No one was going to bite me.

Emmett laughed at Edward.

"Not that day." Edward said. He didn't want to say never either because he knew it would start an argument.

I finally exhaled and stepped out of the truck. I kept my face pulled back into my hood as I walked to the sidewalk, crowded with teenagers. My plain black jacket didn't stand out, I noticed with relief. Once I got around the cafeteria, building three was easy to spot. A large black "3" was painted on a white square on the east corner. I felt my breathing gradually creeping toward hyperventilation as I approached the door. t tried holding my breath as I followed two unisex raincoats through the door. The classroom was small. The people in front of me stopped just inside the door to hang up their coats on a long row of hooks. I copied them. They were two girl, one a porcelain-colored blonde, the other also pale, with light brown hair. At least my skin wouldn't be a standout here.

"Yeah your skin is almost as pale as ours." Emmett laughed.

I took the slip up to the teacher, a tall, balding man whose desk had a nameplate identifying him as Mr. Mason. He gawked at me when he saw my name - not an encouraging response - and of course I flushed tomato red. But at least he sent me to an empty desk at the back without introducing me to the class. It was harder for my new classmates to stare at me in the back, but somehow, they managed. I kept my eyes down on the reading list the teacher had given me. It was fairly basic: Bronte, Shakespeare, Chaucer, Faulkner. I'd already read everything. That was comforting... and boring. I wondered if my mom would think that was cheating.

"Do you all do that?" Bella asked Edward.

"Well not all the time. I mean we can reuse essays, but thats if the paper was given back to us, and wasn't kept. Also every 20 years we have to come up with new ones, because the curriculum changes." Edward said

I went through different arguments with her in my head while the teacher droned on. When the bell rang, a nasal bussing sound, a gangly boy with skin problems and hair black as an oil slick leaned across the aisle to talk to me.

"Eric Yorkie. I bet anyone." Emmett said.

"No one is stupid enough to do that." Rosalie said hitting him on the back of the head.

"Aww." Emmett wined.

"You're Isabella Swan, aren't you?" He looked like the overly helpful, chess club type. "Bella," I corrected. Everyone within a three-seat radius turned to look at me. "Where's your next class?" he asked. I had to check in my bag. "Um, Goverment, with Jefferson, in building six." There was nowhere to look without meeting curious eyes. "I'm headed toward building four, I could show you the way..."

"Ugh. One of the admirers." Edward groaned.

"One of the admirers?" Renesmee asked.

"Yeah, your mom has quite a few." Edward responded back.

Defininatly over-helpful. "I'm Eric," he added.

"Yes!" Emmett fist pumped the air.

I smiled tentatively. "Thanks." We got our jackets and headed out into the rain, which had picked up. I could have sworn several people behind us were walking close enough to eavesdrop. I hoped I wasn't getting paranoid. "So, this is a lot different than Phoenix, huh?" he asked. "Very." "It doesn't rain much there, does it?" "Three or four times a year." "Wow, what must that be like?" he wondered.

"This guy is seriously stupid." Renesmee laughed.

"Yeah, but at least he's not as stupid as Mike." Edward growled.

"Mike Newton? Man and I thought you hated him then!" Renesmee laughed.

"Well it looks like your hate for Mike won't end." Emmett laughed till a pillow was throw at his head by Rosalie.

"Trust me I know. Edward here makes me want to kill everyone when he's around Mike. I don't like being around the two of them when they're around each other." Jasper muttered.

"Sunny," I told him. "You don't look very tan." "My mother is part albino." He studied my face apprehensively, and I sighed. It looked lik clouds and a sense of humor didn't mix. A few months of this and I'd forget how to use sarcasm. We walked back around the cafeteria, to the south building by the gym. Eric walked me right to the door, though it was clearly marked. "Well, good luck," he said as I touched the handle. "Maybe we'll have some other classes together." He sounded hopeful. I smiled at him vaguely and went inside. The rest of the morning passes in about the same fashion. My Trigonometry teacher, Mr. Varner, who I would have hated anyway just because of the subject he taught, was the only one who made me stand in front of the class and introduce myself.

"Everyone hates him. He's a jerk." Emmett said.

"He doesn't like us at all. Just because he knows we're smart and probably smarter than him." Edward smirked.

I stammered, blushed, and tripped over my own boots on the way to my seat. After two classes, I started to recognize several of the faces in each class. There was always someone braver than the others who would introduce themselves and ask me questions about how I was liking Forks. I tried to be diplomatic, but mostly I just lied a lot. At least I never needed the map. One girl sat next to me in both Trig and Spanish, and she walked with me to the cafeteria for lunch. She was tiny, several inches shorter than my five feet four inches, but her widly curly dark hair made up a lot of the difference between our heights. I couldn't remember her name, so I smiled and nodded as she prattled about teachers and classes. I didn't try to keep up.

"God Jessica sure can talk. She's a handful." Alice muttered.

"Your one to talk." Bella laughed.

"Hey that's mean!" Alice pouted.

We sat at the end of a full table with several of her friends, who she introduced to me. I forgot all their names as soon as she spoke them. They seemed impressed by her bravery in speaking to me. The boy from English, Eric, waved at me from across the room. It was there, sitting in the lunchroom, trying to make conversation with seven curious strangers, that I first saw them.

"Yes! I want to know what your first impression of us was." Emmett said rubbing his hands together.

They were sitting in the corner of the cafeteria, as far away from where I sat as possible in the long room. There were five of them. They weren't talking, and they weren't eating, though they each had a tray of untouched food in front of them. They weren't gawking at me, unlike many of the other students, so it was safe to stare at them without fear of meeting an excessively interested pair of eyes. But it was none of these things that caught, and held my attention. They didn't look anything alike. Of the three boys, one was big - muscled like a serious weight lifter, with dark curly hair.

"M-" Emmett was going to talk, but was cut off by a hit to the head by Edward.

Another was taller, leaner, but still muscular, and honey blond.

"Jasper!" Alice sang, and Jasper smiled.

The last was lanky, less bulky, with untidy, bronze hair. He was more boyish than the others, who looked like they could be in college, or even teachers here rather than students.

"Well doesn't that make me feel good." Edward said sarcastically.

"Oh don't worry, no one can be as sexy as my man." Alice said proudly.

"Yeah right, like your man could beat my monkey man." Rosalie disagreed.

"No my m-"

"Hey! Stop talking about who's man is the best since it is sooo obvious it's MY man! This is from a human's point of view, and I know all the women lust over MY man even if I don't like it!" Bella smirked while the others gapped at her.

Edward laughed and pulled Bella closer.

Renesmee didn't know whether to be happy or disgusted. She decided on disgusted.

The girls were opposites. The tall one was statuesque. She had a beautiful figure, the kind you saw on the cover of the Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue, the kind that made every girl around her take a hit on her self-esteem just by being in the same room. Her hair was golden, gently waving to the middle of her back.

Rosalie smiled at her discription. It made her hate Bella a little less.

Edward growled at her vain thoughts.

The short girl was pixie like, thin in the extreme, with small features. Her hair was a deep black, cropped short and pointing in every direction.

"Why am I always described as a pixie?" Alice asked

"Because you are one, pixie." Emmett replied.

And yet, they were all exactly alike. Everyone of them was chalky pale, the palest of all the students living in this sunless town. Paler than me, the albino. They all had very dark eyes despite the range in hair tones. They also had dark shadows under those eyes - purplish, bruise like shadows. As if they were all suffering from a sleepless night, or almost done recovering from a broken nose. Though their features, were straight, perfect, angular. But all this is not why I couldn't look away. I stared because their faces, so different, so similar, were all devastatingly, inhumanly beautiful.

"Very observant." Carlisle said surprised.

They were faces you never expected to see except perhaps on the airbrushed pages of a fashion magazine. Or painted by an old master as the face of an angel. It was hard to decide who was the most beautiful - maybe the perfect blond girl, or the bronze-haired boy.

"Ooh she thinks Eddie here is beautiful." Emmett snickered.

"That's because he is." Bella said surprisingly not blushing.

They were all looking away - away from each other, away from the other students, away from anything in particular as far as I could tell. As I watched, the small girl rose with her tray - unopened soda, unbitten apple - and walked away with a quick, graceful lope that belonged on a runway. I watched, amazed at her lithe dancer's step, till she dumped her tray and glided through the back door, faster than I would I have thought possible.

"So I wasn't the only one who made a mistake." Edward said.

"Yeah, but I paid more attention to you, so your mistakes were easier to see." Bella smirked which caused Edward to groan.

My eyes darted back to the others, who sat unchanging. "Who are they?" I asked the girl from my Spanish class, whose name I'd forgotten. As she looked up to see who I meant - though already knowing, probably, from my tone - suddenly he looked at her, the thinner one, the boyish one, the youngest, perhaps.

"In one way. I mean he's 17 for his body which is younger than any of us, but he's the oldest immortal in the group besides Carlisle and me." Jasper said.

He looked at my neighbor for just a fraction of a second, and then his dark eyes flickered to mine. He looked away quickly, more quickly than I could, though in a flash of embarrassment I dropped my eyes at once. In that brief flash of a glance, his face held nothing of interest - it was if she had called his name, and he'd looked up in involuntary response, already having decided not to answer.

"Couldn't read your mind." Edward muttered.

"Aww don't be mad. maybe you'll find out why not later in the books." Alice said smiling.

"Yeah dad." Renesmee agreed.

My neighbor giggled in embarrassment, looking at the table like I did. "That's Edward and Emmett Cullen, and Rosalie and Jasper Hale. The one who left was Alice Cullen; they all live together with Dr. Cullen and his wife." She said under her breath. I glanced sideways at the beautiful boy, who was looking at his tray now, picking a bagel to pieces with long, pale fingers.

"Here we go with beautiful again." Emmett laughed.

"Do I have to tell you again?" Bella questioned.

"No I know. Edward IS beautiful." Emmett said.

Everyone just laughed including Esme and Carlisle.

"I don't know if I should be worried or amused." Esme said to Carlisle.

His mouth was moving very quickly, his perfect lips barely opening. The other three still looked away, and yet I felt he was speaking quietly to them. Strange, unpopular names, I thought. The kind of names grandparents had.

"Well our names are over 100 years old." Jasper said.

But maybe that was in vogue here - small town names? I finally remembered that my neighbor was called Jessica, a perfectly common name. There were two girls named Jessica in my history class back home. "They are . . . very nice-looking." I struggled with the conspicuous understatement.

"Conspicuous understatment?" Edward asked.

"Well I couldn't just say they're all extraordinarily beautiful, and that one with bronze hair is like a greek god." Bella said flushing beet red.

"Greek god?" Edward questioned.

"Greek god is my favorite name to describe you." Bella said embarrassed.

"Yes!" Jessica agreed with another giggle. "They're all together though - Emmett and Rosalie, and Jasper and Alice, I mean. And they live together." Her voice held all the shock and condemnation of the small town, I thought critically. But, if I was being honest, I had to admit that even in Phoenix, it would cause gossip. "Which ones are the Cullen's?" I asked. "They don't look related . . . ." "Oh, they're not. Dr. Cullen is really young, in his twenties or early thirties. They're all adopted. The Hales are brother and sister, twins - the blondes - and they're foster children." "They look a little old for foster children." "They are now, Jasper and Rosalie are both eighteen, but they've been with Mrs. Cullen since they were eight. She's their aunt or something like that." "That's really kind of nice - for them to take care of all those kids like that, when they're so young and everything." "I guess so," Jessica admitted reluctantly, and I got the impression that she didn't like the doctor and his wife for some reason.With the glances she was throwing at their adopted children, I would presume the reason was jealousy.

"It is. She is a very selfish person. Though I have to say not the most selfish person I've meet." Edward said glancing at Rosalie.

"I think that Mrs. Cullen can't have any kids, though," she added, as if that lessened their kindness.

"Aww thanks sweetie." Esme murmured.

"It's okay. I don't like it when people talk bad about people when they don't know the whole story." Bella defended.

Throughout all this conversation, my eyes flickered again and again to the table where the strange family sat. They continued to look at the walls and not eat. "Have they always lived in Forks?" I asked. Surely I would have noticed them on one of my summers here. "No," she said in a voice that implied it should be obvious, even to a new arrival like me. "They just moved down two years ago from somewhere in Alaska." I felt a surge of pity, and relief. Pity because, as beautiful as they were, they were outsiders, clearly not accepted. Relief that I wasn't the only newcomer here, and certainly not the most interesting by any standard.

"Oh, I was wondering why you were feeling those two emotion. Usually those two don't go together." Jasper murmured.

As I examined them, the youngest, one of the Cullens, looked up and met my gaze, this time with evident curiosity in his expression. As I looked swiftly away, it seemed to me that his glance held some kind of unmet expectation. "Which one is the boy with the reddish brown hair?" I asked. I peeked at him from the corner of my eye, and he was still staring at me, but not gawking like the other students had today - he had a slightly frustrated expression. I looked down again. "That's Edward. He's gorgeous, of course, but don't waste your time. He doesn't date. Apparently none of the girls here are good-looking enough for him."

"Well except for you." Edward whispered to Bella.

Bella blushed, and looked down. She couldn't believe someone as gorgeous as him, could want her.

She sniffed, a clear case of sour grapes. I wondered when he'd turned her down.

"Depends on which time you're talking about. Though the first time was the first day of school." Edward muttered.

I bit my lip to hide my smile. Then I glanced at him again. His face was turned away, but I thought his cheeks appeared lifted, as if he were smiling too.

"I was." Edward laughed.

After a few more minutes, the four of them left the table together. They all were noticeably graceful - even the big, brawny one. It was unsettling to watch. The one named Edward didn't look at me again. I sat at the table with Jessica and her friends longer than I would have if I'd been sitting alone. I was anxious not to be late for class on my first day. One of my new acquaintances, who considerately reminded me that her name was Angela, had Biology II with me the next hour. We walked to class together in silence. She was shy, too. When we entered the classroom, Angela went to sit at a black-topped lab table like the ones I was used to. She already had a neighbor. In fact, all the tables were filled but one. Next to the center aisle, I recognized Edward Cullen by his unusual hair, sitting next to that single open seat.

"I'm sorry." Edward said frowning. He didn't like what was going to happen next. It just reminded him further how close he was to killing her that day.

"It's okay Edward, nothing happened." Bella soothed.

Renesmee just stared at the two of them confused. What had happened during their first meeting?

As I walked down the aisle to introduce myself to the teacher and get my slip signed, I was watching him surreptitiously. Just as I passed, he suddenly went rigid in his seat. He stared at me again, meeting my eyes with the strangest expression on his face - it was hostile, furious. I looked away quickly, shocked, going red again. I stumbled over a book in the walkway and had to catch myself on the edge of a table. The girl sitting there giggled. I'd noticed that his eyes were black - coal black.

"Oh." Renesmee said remembering how her dad had told her how her mother's blood smelt to him. "She's your singer, and you were thirsty." She spoke.

"Yeah." Edward said

Mr. Banner signed my slip and handed me a book with no nonsense about introductions. I could tell we were going to get along. Of course, he had no choice but to send me to the one open seat in the middle of the room. I kept my eyes down as I went to sit by him, bewildered by the antagonistic stare he'd given me. I didn't look up as I set my book on the table and took my seat, but I saw his posture change from the corner of my eye. He was leaning away from me, sitting on the extreme edge of his chair and averting his face like he smelled something bad.

"Something good." Jasper and Edward said together.

Inconspicuously, I sniffed my hair. It smelled like strawberries, the scent of my favorite shampoo. It seemed and innocent enough odor. I let my hair fall over my right shoulder, making a dark curtain between us, and tried to pay attention to the teacher. Unfortunatly the lecture was on cellular anatomy, something I'd already studied. I took notes carefully anyway, always looking down. I couldn't stop myself from peeking occasionally through the screen of my hair at the strange boy next to me. During the whole class, he never relaxed his stiff position on the edge of his chair, sitting as far away as possible. I could see his hand on his left leg was clenched into a fist, tendons standing out under his pale skin. This, too, he never relaxed. He had the long sleeves of his white shirt pushed up to his elbows, and his forearm was surprisingly hard and muscular beneath his light skin. He wasn't nearly as slight as he'd looked next to his burly brother.

"See, he is muscular!" Bella said smiling.

"Why aren't you blushing?" Emmett asked. At that Bella blushed, which made him laugh.

The class seemed to drag on longer than the others. Was it because the day was finally coming to a close, or because I was waiting for his tight fist to loosen? It never did; he continued to sit so still it looked like he wasn't breathing. What was wrong with him? Was this his normal behavior? I questioned my judgement on Jessica's bitterness at lunch today. Maybe she was not as resentful as I'd thought. It couldn't have anything to do with me. He didn't know me from Eve. I peeked up at him one more time, and regretted it. He was glaring down at me again, his black eyes full of revulsion. As I flinched away from him, shrinking against my chair, the phrase if looks could kill suddenly ran through my mind.

"I didn't know it was that bad." Jasper said.

"Me either." Alice agreed.

"You didn't see him?" Jasper said surprised.

"Um no. I was watching you." Alice responded.

At that moment, the bell rang loudly, making me jump, and Edward Cullen was out of his seat. Fluidly he rose - he was much taller than I'd thought - his back to me, and he was out the door before anyone else was out of their seat. I sat frozen in my seat, staring blankly after him. He was so mean. It wasn't fair. I began gathering up my things slowly, trying to block the anger that filled me, for fear that my eyes would tear up. For some reason, my temper was hardwired to my tear ducts. I usually cried when I was angry, a humiliating tendency.

"So that's why you looked ready to cry in the hospital?" Edward asked.

"Yes I was mad." Bella mumbled.

"Aren't you Isabella Swan?" a male voice asked. I looked uo to see a cute, baby-faced boy, his pale blond hair carefully gelled into orderly spikes, smiling at me in a friendly way.

"Ugh, great Mike has to be friendly to you after I just acted like a big jerk." Edward muttered.

He obviously didn't think I smelled bad. "bella," I corrected him, with a smile. "I'm Mike." "Hi, Mike." "Do you need any help finding your next class?" "I'm headed to the gym, actually. I think I can find it." "That's my next class, too." He seemed thrilled, though it wasn't that big of a coincidense in a school this small. We walked to class together; he was a chatterer - he supplied most of the conversation, which made it easy for me. He'd lived in California till he was ten, so he knew how I felt about the sun. It turned out he was in my english class also. He was the nicest person I'd met today. But as we were entering the gym, he asked, "So, did you stab Edward Cullen with a pencil or what? I've never seen him act like that." I cringed. So I wasn't the only one who had noticed. And, apparently, that wasn't Edward Cullen's usual behavior.

"Yeah I don't glare at everyone like I'm going to kill them, and drink their mouthwatering blood." Edward said sarcastically.

I decided to play dumb. "Was that the boy I sat next to in biology?" I asked artlessly. "Yes," he said. "He looked like he was in pain or something." "I don't know." I responded. "I never spoke to him." "He's a weird guy." Mike lingered by me instead of heading to the dressing room. "If I were lucky enough to sit by you, I would have talked to you." I smiled at him before walking through the girls locker room door. He was friendly and clearly admiring. But it wasn't enough to ease my irritation. The gym teacher, Coach Clapp, found me a uniform but didn't make me dress down for todays class. At home, only two years of P.E. were required. Here, P.E. was mandatory all four years. Forks was literally my personal hell on Earth. I watched four volleyball games running simultaneously. Remembering how many injures I had sustained - and inflicted - playing volleyball, I felt faintly nauseated.

"I really need to get gym with you." Emmett laughed.

The final bell rang at last. I walked slowly to the office to return my paperwork. The rain had drifted away, but the wind was strong, and colder. I wrapped my arms around myself. When I walked into the warm office, I almost turned around and walked back out. Edward Cullen stood at the desk in front of me. I recognized again that tousled bronze hair. He didn't appear to notice the sound of my entrance. I stood pressed against the back wall, waiting for the receptionist to be free. He was arguing with her in a low, attractive voice.

"Attractive voice?" Alice asked.

"What? His voice is like velvet." Bella blushed.

I quickly picked up the gist of the argument. He was trying to trade from sixth-hour Biology to another time - any other time. I just couldn't believe that this was about me. It had to be something else, something that happened before I entered the biology room. The look on his face must have been about another aggravation entirely. It was impossible that this stranger could take such a sudden, intense dislike to me. The door opened again, and the cold wind suddenly gusted throught the room, rustling the papers on the desk, swirling my hair around my face. The girl who came in merely stepped to the desk, placed a note in the wire basket, and walked out again. But Edward Cullen's back stiffened, and he turned slowly to glare at me - his face was absurdly handsome - with piercing, hate-filled eyes. For an instant, I felt a thrill of genuine fear, raising the hair on my arms.

"You were scared?" Jasper asked in a shocked voice.

"Well at least she was scared once." Edward said hopefully.

The look only last a second, but it chilled me more than the freezing wind. He turned back to the receptionist. "Never mind, then," he said hastily in a voice like velvet. "I can see that it's impossible. Thank you so much for your help." And he turned on his heel without another look at me, and disappeared out the door. I went meekly to the desk, my face white for once instead of red, and handed her the signed slip. "How did you first day go, dear?" the receptionist asked maternally. "Fine," I lied, my voice weak. She didn't look convinced. When I got to the truck, it was almost the last car in the lot. It seemed like a haven, already the closest thing to home I had in this damp green hole. I sat inside for a while, just staring out the windshield blankly. But soon I was cold enough to need the heater, so I turned the key and the engine roared to life. I headed back to Charlie's house, fighting tears the whole way there.

"You made her cry!" Alice shouted at Edward who was already looking guilty.

"I'm sorry love, I-" Edward was cut off by Bella's lips. She pulled back after a sweet kiss.

"I know, but you did your best. You could of killed me."

"Exactly I could have."

"But you didn't." Bella insisted.

"Yes son, she's right. Not alot of people have that kind of restrant. I'm very proud of you." Carlisle soluted.

"Thanks dad. I always want to make you proud." Edward said hesitant.

"You always make me proud. Now who is going to read next?"

Jasper raised his hand slowly, to see if anyone else wanted to and Edward passed him the book. Alice was so caught up in looking for the future she didn't realize what was happening until Jasper started reading.

"Hey! It was my turn! I am reading next chapter!" she huffed.

"Open Book." Jasper read.