This is my first story so please go easy on me. Reviews would be amazing. The only character that I own is Dani. I would love to say that I own the other characters but I don't, they all belong to Stephenie Meyer.

Enjoy!

"We're moving?" I shouted in shock.

"Yes Dani, you heard me right." I looked at my mom like she was crazy.

My mom is impulsive, well she normally is. Last year she bought a Ferrari when we could barely pay the rent. The year before that she chopped off most of her beautiful blond locks, dying the rest bright red and got her nose pierced. This year she started dating this guy named Jack around six months ago. My dad died eleven months and three days ago, so Jack was not in the top ten on my like list, heck he wasn't even in the top thirty. I avoided the dude as much as possible, which wasn't very hard, but when I had to be around him, like when he would come over to our place for dinner, I played nice and was polite, but on those nights I ate fast and took my dessert to my room. It was a pretty good game plan too. Just lay low for a while until mom dumped the guy.

Besides that my life was pretty good. High school was a breeze and when it got tough I had my best friends by my side. We weren't the most popular people at the school but we didn't care. We had our own little group and we were happy. Everything was going great till my mom decided to turn my life upside down.

It was during dinner when she told me that Jack and her were getting married. Earlier that day we had gone shopping. She had said it had been a while since we had had any 'girl time'. Psshh. Girl time my ass. She was just buttering me up.

I looked at Jack, then I looked at the car, and then back at Jack again. Bribery, interesting. Well it's not gonna work pal. It is a really nice car though.

Oooookay. So what class do I have next? You think by now I would have my schedule memorized, I've looked at it about ten billion times, but what can I say, my memory sucks when I'm nervous. I'm not normally a shy or nervous person but I've never been to a new school before and not one that is 1,500 miles from home, well my old home anyway, but that's beside the point. It's hard not to be nervous when you are suddenly thrust into a new school and you haven't a single clue as to who anyone is.

I looked down at my schedule for a few seconds, but it was a few seconds too many. All of a sudden I collided with a brick wall. Or at least it felt like a brick wall. Now I don't know if any of you have ever run into a wall before but trust me, the wall wins. I fell and landed on my butt, hard.

I shook my head to try and get rid of the stars flashing behind my eyelids. When I opened my eyes and looked up I noticed that the brick wall I ran into was actually a person. Who woulda thunk.

I noticed that he was offering to help me up. I grabbed onto the hand that was being held out to me. My eyes widened a little bit as I was yanked forward quickly. I stumbled as I tried to gain my balance. Should it be that easy to yank a person up. I'm not saying I am fat or anything but you think it would involve a little bit of a challenge. It felt like if that dude wanted to he could send me soaring past his should for a good ten, maybe twenty feet if he wanted to.

I finally noticed all the stares that we were attracting. They were staring at me like I had landed on my butt or something. Oh right, I did. Oh crap, did they all see that. As hard as I tried to hold it back I couldn't stop the blush rising to my cheeks. A soft hiss brought my eyes back to the person in front of me. I finally took a good look at him. He was as tense as a bowstring. And was it just me or did he seem to be leaning away from me. I quickly thought back to this morning. I'm pretty sure that I put deodorant on. Maybe he was one of those can't-stand-the-smell-of-perfume-lotion-or-shampoo kinda guys. I don't think that I went *that* overboard with my hand lotion this morning.

"I'm sorry." He spoke almost musically.

"Why are you sorry I was the one who ran into you." I looked at him like he had grown two heads

"I was in your way."

"Well I should have been watching were I was going."

"And I should have paying attention and moved out of your way." He had to be like the most chivalrous dude I have ever met. I didn't know if I found it kind of endearing or just plain old annoying.

He looked like he was going to argue some more so I decided to "cut him off at the pass" you could say.

"Listen I would love to stay here and keep up this ping-pong game of who's fault it is, but I have no clue where I am or where I am going and I'm pretty sure I am already late for class." I couldn't hold back a grimace as I said it. Being the new kid sucks.

"I can take you there?"

"Huh?" I looked at him dumbly. Wow Dani way to look smart.

"You're class. If you don't know where it is I can take you there." He spoke slowly.

"Oh you don't have to do that." I blushed again. I felt like such an idiot. Going and hiding under a rock sounded like a good plan.

I felt him stiffen up again. I looked over at him. Again he looked like he was subtly trying to lean away.

"Do you have a problem with honeysuckle?" I was getting a little fed up. If he doesn't like it he should just ask me to give him some room.

"What?" He looked at me confused.

"You keep leaning back like I smell bad or something. I'm 100% sure that I showered this morning so the only thing I can think of is that you don't like the smell of my hand lotion. If you need me to take a step back, just say so." I had to stop myself from crossing my arms and looking like some petulant child.

"Oh no, that's not it." His lips twitched into a slight smile.

Now I was the one who was confused. Again.

"So what class do you have next?" He looked at me expectantly.

I opened the paper in my hand, looking down at my schedule. "Greek Mythology, I think."

"May I." He extended his hand.

I gave him the paper, trying not to be too embarrassed by how crumpled it looked. When I get nervous I start to play with my hands, or whatever I happen to be holding at the time. My schedule just happened to be the poor innocent bystander.

"11:00 am Greek Mythology with Peterson." He recited.

"Her classroom is just down the hall." He pointed down a hall to our left.

I have been ten feet away from it the whole time. I felt like an idiot. It seemed to be a common reoccurrence today. Hopefully I wasn't making it a habit.

"I'll show you if you like." And have me look like an even bigger fool. I don't think so.

"Thank you, but no. I think I can manage." I smiled at him as I turned and walked down the hall.

I had a friend who pointed out some mistakes to me. So I just wanted to say thanks Marie!