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A/N: I hope you guys like the edited version. Not that I did much editing. I simply fixed my writing and added more things as needed. It should still be familiar to you guys. Brownie points for any of you who can spot the changes :)

'Why was I doing this again?' I thought as I sat in the car waiting for Phil to put my last bag in the trunk.

Ah, Yes. My mom had recently remarried and I felt like a nuisance in her new life. Although she reassured me otherwise, I still wanted to leave. I couldn't handle her constant depression when Phil would leave for games and then her fake happiness when she thought I couldn't see her moping around.

"Sorry your mom couldn't be here." Phil apologized as he started the car.

"It's alright." I mumbled slumping in my seat.

My mother had fought me on this to the very end. She had hoped Charlie wouldn't have agreed, but on the contrary he couldn't be any happier. We had spend the last couple of months talking on the phone planning my move.

"You know she just worries." Phil said and I simply nodded.

I already knew that and I knew why. I had barely confided in my mother that I thought I was gay. Despite having taken it very well, she worried. Even though she probably didn't have anything to worry about. I wasn't even sure about my sexuality to be honest. I've never really looked at a guy that way, but then again... I had never really looked at a girl that way either.

'Isn't that a bitch?' I thought bitterly just as I heard my mom's screams for Phil to stop the car.

I quickly got out, just in time for her to embraced me.

"Be safe." She whispered in my ear as she held me tighter, "If people give you crap over there you know you can always come back." She said as she stepped back and wiped her tears away.

"Mom, it's going to be fine." I reassured her as I hugged her again.

We were the same height, but sometimes, at moments like these she felt like a child in my arms.

"It's a small town. I worry." She said.

What did she think I was going to do? Go parading around saying I was gay?

"I know." I said placing a kiss on her cheek.

"Have a safe trip and don't forget to e-mail or call me once in a while." She said sternly and I smiled at her.

"I will. I have to go now... Or I'll miss my flight."

"In that case, how about some tea? I have your favorite already brewing on the stove." She said and I laughed.

"Mom, I'll be fine. Trust me."

"Okay." She said and sighed heavily before giving me a suffocation hug, "I love you." She said and placed a kiss on my cheek.

"I love you, too." I said.

"C'mon, the plane isn't going to wait for you." Phil said as he honked.

"Go on. Get out of here." She said in a teasing manner, but her voice was too low.

I gave her a faint smile and quickly got into the car. Looking at her figure disappear in the rear view mirror, I suddenly wished that she hadn't seen me off. I was starting to feel cold feet, but I bit on my bottom lip in an attempt to stop myself from telling Phil to turn the car around. It's not like I wasn't excited. I was going to be with my father. There was a thrill that I felt, but I knew that I would miss my home and most importantly my mother.

The car ride was silent as I tried not to worry about her. She was my mother who I had taken care of before Phil came around. She forgot her keys if I didn't remind her where she put them. She would forget appointments unless I put sticky notes on the fridge. I made sure we ate and that nothing was forgotten. I always wondered how she would survive without me, but Phil had easily taken my job.

"Here we are." Phil said as we reached the airport.

"Now or never..." I whispered to myself and took in a deep breath.

I grabbed my bags which weren't many. Two small suit cases and a duffel bag. I would have packed more, but all my clothes were mostly for the summer. They would be useless to me in Forks.

"Hey sport..." Phil said, stopping me just as I walked away.


"Don't worry about your mom, okay?" He said.

"I won't."

"Thanks." He said and I simply nodded.

He knew what I was doing. I was, in a weird way, giving her to him. I trusted him to take care of her. I was starting to feel emotional, but I held it in as I handed my passport and went through the metal detector. Sitting on the plane as it took off; I knew there was no turning back. My sunny home was now a mere memory of what once was. There was nothing to miss but my eccentric mother and her crazy mornings. Phil, I would miss as well even though we hadn't build a proper bond. He had always simply been my mom's boyfriend and I his girlfriend's son. We were a family though. We had dinners together and went out a lot. I loved that the most and that's what I would miss.

I was leaving all that for Forks, Washington. It was the rainiest town in the country. I felt no regret. I was excited to once again be with my dad. I had stopped visiting him in Forks three years ago and now I was going back permanently. It was sort of terrifying as well.

"Seat belts please. We are about to land." The flight attendant announced.

Outside this plane's door my dad, Charlie, would be waiting for me. He would probably have his cruiser parked outside. I had seen him last summer and now mid-year into my junior year I was moving in. I had no friends to miss or friends who would miss me. My mom had practically been my best friend up until she got serious with Phil. I heard about her countless disaster dates and horrible guys who would try to hit on her. To any other teenager this would be gross, but I knew my mom. It was like she was my child sometimes.

"Hey Vincencio!" My dad shouted as I stepped into the lobby.

I groaned as people's heads turned. I hated my name. Who would name their child that? Vincencio. I hated even saying it in my head.

"Hey." I said shyly walking over to him.

"Did you have a safe trip?" He asked taking one of my suitcases.


"How's your mother?" He asked.

"She's fine. Her and Phil have a flight booked to Florida in a couple of weeks." I said.

"Florida, that sounds like a good vacation." He said as we got to his car.

"Yeah, she's trying to see if they can make it permanent though."

"That's nice." He said as we had all my bags in the trunk.

The rest of the car ride was silent. It wasn't awkward. It was just how we were. Two quiet guys who preferred silence over forced conversation. I guess you could blame that on the long distance relationship we had.

"Hey, I got you a truck." He said enthusiastically as if he had forgotten.

"You didn't have to..." I said genuinely surprised as I saw the welcome sign for Forks.

"It's not a big deal. It's an old truck."

"That's cool..." I mumbled making him laugh.

"It looks better than it sounds." He said.

"I'll take your word for it." I said.

I vaguely remembered this route. The green forest and smell of wet dirt was not that appealing, but I didn't dislike it either. I liked the solidarity of this town. It was at least an hour away from everything else except a nearby beach. He used to take me there quite a lot when I was younger. I stopped wanting to go when I started feeling uncomfortable with my body.

It's not like I was some great good-looking guy now, but I was decent. At least, I liked to think so. I wasn't tall and awkward looking like in my preteen years. I hadn't really grown much though; I stayed a short height of 5'6 since hitting puberty.

"Oh, wow." I said looking at the red truck parked in the driveway.

"Told ya." My dad said smugly as I got out admiring it.

"It looks sick. Thanks," I said hugging him briefly before we got to unloading my bags.

It wasn't long before I found myself in my room. Charlie had quickly left after placing the bags on my bed. My room hadn't changed since I was here three years ago. The bed sheets still had paw prints all over them. I liked my random green pillow as I laughed when I spotted it. The room was small, but still very cozy.

I was tired, but I didn't like leaving things until the last minute. I quickly got to unpacking. I was a very organized person; most people would call it OCD though.

"Hey, it's getting late. Shouldn't you be in bed?" My dad said walking into my room.

"I'm done already. I just wanted everything put away."

"Okay, well get to bed. Tomorrow is your first day of school."

"I know. I'm just going to take a quick shower and go to bed." I said grabbing my towel and my bag with all my necessities.

"Okay, just don't go to bed too late." He said before walking out.

By the time I was back in bed I could already hear my dad's snoring from his room. Tomorrow was going to be a long day. How bad could it be?

My night was restless. When the sun didn't wake me up, I knew that I was no longer in Phoenix. I was glad I had taken a shower yesterday, for some reason the weather made me feel lazy. I could feel the cold draft through my closed window. I preferred the cold over hot days any time, but I didn't like freezing my ass off either. I decided to dress warm, not that I had much of a decision. I wasn't very fashionable so I was glad to put on some gray jeans, a random t-shirt and placed a black hoodie over that.

When I walked downstairs, I expected for Charlie to be there but he was already gone.

Instead of dealing with breakfast, I grabbed an apple and hurried to my truck. I wanted to avoid the crowd of students and to do that I had to be there before them. I feared my truck wouldn't start because of the cold weather, but it was a trooper. It roared to life and I left for school. My dad said I would find it easily and I did. The school was only a mile down or so, I could have walked. The parking lot was practically empty besides my truck and a couple others.

"Oh, you must be Vincencio." A lady said as she unlocked the office.

I had been so early that the most of the faculty wasn't even here. I felt lame, but I was glad to have avoided the other students for now.

"Please call me Cio." I said.

"Okay. Well let me just get set here and I'll be right with you. Take a seat over there." She said as she directed me to an empty seat and walked behind the counter.

I took a seat and waited for her to get ready. Watching her, I noticed that she was really disorganized. For about twenty minutes she mumbled to herself looking for things. She seemed frustrated for a minute until she exclaimed with excitement.

"Found it." She said and called me over, "Here you go. Just make sure you have it signed by your teachers by the end of the day." She said with a smile.

"Thanks." I said as I grabbed my schedule.

"Have a good day Cio." She said and I kindly returned the sentiment before I walked out.

There were students in the halls already, but it didn't bother me. I had at least missed the torturous walk through a crowded parking lot. I thought I had escaped all human interacting when a boy rushed towards me and I mentally groaned.

"Hey, you must be Vincencio." He said cheerfully.

"Uh, Cio for short." I corrected him.

Today was going to be a long day. I had a feeling that I would be saying that line a lot.

"I'm your tour guide today." He said as he walked along with me.

"Thanks, but I think I can manage."

"Of course, but I do have to do my job and tell you a bit about our school. You're out of state right?" He asked.

"Yeah, Arizona." I said.

"Awesome." He said with a big smile, "Well..."

I droned him out after that. I didn't really want to hear him blab about how awesome their school was. All I wanted to do was get to my class and avoid people as much as I could. He on the other hand blabbed unaware that all I could hear was an annoying buzzing sound until he stopped.

"Okay." I said pretending to have heard his every word.

"Well, this is your class. See you at lunch okay?" He said.

"Yeah, sure." I said as he walked away waving at me.

The classroom was empty to my liking. I introduced myself to the teacher briefly before taking my seat in back of the class. It wasn't long before the rest of the students filed in. I quickly noticed all eyes on me and I couldn't help it but look away shyly. I hated attention. It made me feel uncomfortable like if I was under a microscope.

"Hey, my name is Jessica. You must be Vincencio." The girl in front of me said as she turned around.

"It's Cio." I corrected her.

"Cool, so first day huh? Don't worry it's going to be a piece of cake." She said smiling.

"Yeah..." I said awkwardly.

Did I mention that I was anti-social? Half of the time I didn't know what to say or how to make conversation. I just avoided people all together. It seemed easier for me.

This girl though seemed intent on talking to me. She babbled on about recent gossip and people I should stay away from. Twice the teacher warned her until finally she was told to step outside. I sighed in relief and I heard a giggle next to me.

"Sorry..." A shy looking girl said as she covered her smile, "Jessica is a very nice girl. She just gets carried away with new people." She said


"Oh, my name is Angela." She said and extending her hand for a shake.

For some reason I liked her, she was polite.

"Cio." I said before turning my attention back to the front.

The class was soon over but not before the teacher stepped out and let Jessica come back inside.

"That was embarrassing." Jessica said as we gathered our stuff.

"Only you." Angela said as they laughed.

"So, Cio will you be joining us at lunch?" Jessica asked.

"Uh, Sure." I said and we went our separate ways.

'What was up with everyone trying to be my friend?' I thought as I walked into my next class.

"Could you introduce yourself at the beginning of the class?" The teacher said as I handed her my schedule.

"Sure..." I said hesitantly and she directed me to an empty seat.

This was annoying. What was the point of introducing myself? She just wanted to embarrass me, I bet. I knew she wasn't, but it felt like it. I groaned drawing in the attention of a nearby guy.

"Yo, you're new right?" He said and I nodded.

'Great, another one.' I thought as he made his way over to me.

"My name is Mike. You must be Vince." He said shaking my hand.

"Vincencio not vinny or vince. Just call me Cio." I said.

"Cool man. Got it." He said eyeing me slightly.

Great, he probably thought I was starting something.

"So, how you like it so far?" Another guy asked.

"It's cool. I've only been here two days."

"Oh, for real? Damn. Oh, my name is Tyler." He said.

"Class, We have a new student." The teacher said as she began class, "Vincencio?" She said calling me forward.

"Not vinny or vince."Mike said as I walked to the front of the class.

"You guys can call me Cio." I began and Mike snorted.

"Micheal." The teacher said warningly, "Please continue Cio."

"I just moved from Phoenix to Forks." I said.

"Could you tell us some of your hobbies?" She asked.

"Please do..." Mike said and some of the students laughed.

I hated him. Note to self, stay away from Mike.

"I'm a pretty boring guy... Um, I like to read... And spend my time listening to music. Um, when I'm not doing anything I like to do outdoor activities." I said and with that I was allowed to take my seat.

I practically ran to it and shrank in it. I could feel the stares again. I was grateful that class began after that.

Math after English, worst classes to start off your morning with. To my luck though, they were a little behind from my previous math class. Time passed painfully slow until the bell finally rang announcing lunch.

"Hey, you're sitting with us right?" Jessica said as she met me at the lunch line.

"Uh, yeah." I said as she directed me to her lunch table.

To my luck Mike's head popped out as he waved over Jessica. His smile soon faded when he spotted me. I was more pleased when I spotted Angela and even that kid from the morning. What was his name?

"Hey, Vincencio." The guy said.

"You can call me Cio." I said as I sat across from him.

"My name's Eric. I was in such a hurry that I forgot to introduce myself." He explained.

"That's fine."

"So, it looks like we have biology together after this." He said.

"Oh, hurray..." Mike added annoyingly.

I ignored his comment. I didn't know what his problem was. All I had done was correct him on my name. What a brat.

"That's cool." I said.

I quickly started eating my lunch, so I wouldn't have to answer any unnecessary questions or make awkward conversation. I was halfway chewing my sandwich when they came into my view. The most beautiful people I've ever seen.

They all must be models, they had to be. They all seemed so different from one another yet, I knew that they must be related. The had the same pale skin that seemed almost impossible to have and I considered myself almost albino. Even from far away I noticed their strange eyes. They seemed so... Enchanting if possible. Even though my eyes were attracted by their good looks, I wanted to avoid looking at them. They all gathered at a far off table away from the rest of us. They seemed pretty solitary.

"They're the Cullens." Jessica said as she caught me staring at them, "They're Dr. Cullen's kids. There's Alice, the short one and Emmett, the big buff one. Then there's Jasper, the blonde one that looks like he's in pain most of the time and Rosalie, his twin sister..." She said as I spotted one more joining them at the table.

"Who's he?" I asked looking away as he turned to look at us.

"Oh, that's Edward. He's the hottest one." She said blushing, looking away from me and glancing at Mike.

I see, she was trying to make Mike jealous.

"And they're all together." Another girl said joining our conversation.

"Oh, yeah they are. Alice is with Jasper and Emmett is with Rosalie. They're all couples." Jessica said slightly disgusted.

'Wasn't that incest?' I thought as I grimaced looking their way.

"But they're not related. Dr. Cullen and his wife adopted them." Angela said.

"Oh, I see that makes sense." I said.

"No, it doesn't. They're still siblings. That's gross." The girl said.

"And you are?" I asked rather rudely.

"Lauren." She said.

I already knew her kind. She was the annoying bitchy type who was judgmental of everyone. I hated people like her the most. People who were close minded.

"What about Edward?" I asked suddenly before I could take it back.

'Why would I care?' I thought as I hoped I wouldn't get weird stares.

"Apparently no one in this school is good enough for him." Jessica said too bitterly and I smirked.

It looks like Edward had denied her advances. He was a heart breaker.

"Oh." I said and that was the end of the conversation.

The bell rang once again. Lunch was over. Eric waited for me as I threw my lunch away. I noticed a very unhappy Mike next to him. I guess we all had class together. We walked in silence, at least me and Mike did. Eric on the other hand, babbled on about more school stuff; such as clubs and activities.

"New student alert." Eric announced to the teacher as I handed him my schedule.

"Nice to meet you. I hope Eric has been showing you around." He said.

"Sadly no, I have neglected my duties a little..." Eric said and they fell into conversation.

I stood there awkwardly for about ten minutes before he assigned me a seat. When I looked over to the only available seat, I was surprised. How hadn't I noticed Edward earlier? He was intimidating. All my senses were on high alert for some reason. As I neared the table it was hard not to notice how repulsed he suddenly looked. I blushed as he covered one hand over both his mouth and nose. He slid his chair away from mine as I took my seat.

Did I smell? Maybe I should have taken a shower this morning. I couldn't look at him anymore. I kept my eyes forced on the board as class began. I was getting irritated and it only got worse when we got assigned a lab. The whole time he worked with stiff hands as it they were cramped. At some point, I was tempted to grab his hand and force him to hold on to things properly as he handed them to me instead of having him practically shoving things my way. I didn't know who was more relieved when class finally ended, him or me.

"Damn, I guess I'm not the only one." Mike sneered as Edward rushed out of class.

"What you do stab him with a pencil?" Eric said jokingly.

"Ha, like he really needs a reason to dislike him." Mike said walking out.

I couldn't handle them. Especially after what happened with Edward. I knew that staying away from people was a good thing for a reason. I could avoid people like Mike and Edward. That's why P.E. was unbearable as I got menacing stares from Mike the whole time. He obviously didn't like Jessica sticking to me like glue. In Mike's eyes I was an unwanted competitor for Jessica. If only he knew that Jessica was far from my type, whatever that was.

"You're a natural athlete." Jessica flirted after a couple of games of volleyball, placing a hand on my arm.

'Only if she knew.' I thought as I politely pulled her hand away.

When class was finally over, Jessica waited until the very last minute to still keep talking to me. I finally got away when I had to go and turn in my signed schedule. She had been annoying me, but I stayed calm. I knew it wasn't her I was mad at. I was still pissed about what had happened in biology. I wanted to confront him and demand what his problem was, but I wasn't confrontational. Frustrated by the time I walked into the office, I had to take a step back when I saw Edward. He was arguing, trying to get out of biology.

"Sorry Edward. There's no way." She said almost blushing.

'Was he flirting with her?' I thought just as the door closed behind me allowing in a gust of wind.

"Nevermind." He said bitterly and walked out brushing slightly against me.

"Is everything alright?" She asked me as I walked up to the counter.

"Fine." I said slamming the schedule on her desk before walking out.

I wanted to reach him. This had been the last straw. I jogged through the already empty halls and expected to reach him, but he wasn't in sight. By the time I reached the parking lot, he reversed out of his parking spot.

"Wait!" I shouted catching the attention of other students.

He drove off the parking lot. I felt stupid as I stormed off to my truck. I officially hated him and his family for being associated with him. Today had to be the worst first day of school in history. Who else besides me had two people hate them on their first day? And to top it off, a girl interested in them at first sight?

Dammit, I almost regretted moving to this damn town.

Even that night, all I could do was think about Edward. That annoying rich brat was the torment of my mind while I made dinner. I wasn't a good cook, but my pasta beat frozen dinners, that's for sure. It wasn't too late when Charlie finally got home.

"How was school?" He asked casually over dinner.

"It was fine." I mumbled with a mouthful of pasta.

"That didn't sound too convincing."

"Well... I bet there have been better first days." I finally said.

"Cheer up. Don't worry."

What was he supposed to say? I simply smiled and continued eating. I didn't want to have some silly speech about who knows what. I was mad and I wanted to stay mad.

"Night dad." I said once dinner was over.

"Don't you want to catch the last of the game with your old man?" He asked turning on the TV.

"I had a long day. I just want to sleep."

"Okay, rest well."

"I will." I replied.

Who was I kidding? I was just going to obsess more, but I promised myself I wasn't going to do it. I just needed to take a nice hot shower. Edward was going to be put in the back of my mind.

I would just deal with him tomorrow.