Hey! This is my new story. I don't know how long it'll be, but I'm not expecting anything too long. I have a fairly good idea of where I want to go with this. Anyway, after reading I'd appreciate it if you left a review and let me know what you thought.

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Prologue: Jock, Prom Queen, Loner, Geek, or "Friendly"?

I stumbled into class, knocking over somebody's books. I mumbled an apology while they just nodded. What a freaking klutz I am. I sat down in my seat and wondered why the hell we had to take this class. I was in Senior Seminar. Or Hell 101 as we'd like to call it. The class was pointless. We never did anything in there. We'd talk about college here and there, and the rest of the time we'd usually work on homework from other classes. Today, wouldn't be any different.

I looked at my surroundings. I sat next to Emmett McCarty, one of my best friends. He seemed scary on the outside, with the curly hair and the huge muscles, but he was just a big teddy bear. Especially, when it came to his girlfriend, Rosalie Hale, one of my other best friends. She was what we called the 'Barbie' of our group. Long blonde hair, huge blue eyes, and legs I'd kill for. At times, she's a bitch, but I love her all the same.

Now that I've talked about two of my best friends, I guess I should tell you about the rest. There's Alice Cullen, she's a pixy-like girl. Alice is very bubbly - totally your glass-half-full, silver-lining type of girl. At times, she's gets a little overboard with her fashion advice, but she means well so it's all good. Then there's Jasper Whitlock, Alice's boyfriend. He has blonde locks, and beautiful blue eyes. He's quiet and reserved, but when you need him, he'll be there for you.

Finally, there's Edward Cullen, Alice's brother, and he's not really my best friend - friend isn't exactly a word I would use to desribe my relationship with Edward. We don't really get along, we're kind of, well...enemies. Not in a Spiderman vs. Evil Octopus Guy type of way, but in a 'I-hate-you-let's-make-sarcastic/witty-rude-remarks-to-eachother' type of way. Edward was gorgeous, I'd give him that. He had this bronze colored, out-of-bed hair and emerald green eyes.

But even his good looks couldn't make me be nice to him when he was such a jerk. He was a total womanizer; he was with one girl one week, and with another the next. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a Feminist at all. But, I don't like it when some punk, goes around from girl to girl, using them, breaking their hearts, and making them feel worthless.

Just as the bell rang Edward Cullen walked into class with a huge smile on his face. He probably just got some in the janitor's closet. "Mr. Cullen, nice of you to join us," Mr. Banner said.

"Always a pleasure, Mr. Banner," Edward said taking his seat across the room from me while I rolled my eyes at all the girls smiling and giggling as he looked in their direction.

"Okay, now for attendance..." Mr. Banner rambaled off names one by one until everyone was called, and suprinsingly everyone was here. "So, high school," Mr. Banner said while we all just nodded. "High school is 700 days of your life."

"700 days of hell that we'll never get back," Emmett muttered, while I chuckled.

"In a few months you'll all be graduating and you won't ever see half of these people again..."

"Thank God," I muttered, looking at Edward Cullen, while he just flashed his million dollar smile at me, trying to piss me off.

"So in high school, what are those things called that we all hate so much?" Mr. Banner asked.

"Uh..homework?" Emmett offered up.

"No, Mr. McCarty," Mr. Banner said. "Though, I'm shocked you know what that is because it seems to slip your mind everyday in my Biology class."

The whole class snickered as Mr. Banner continued, "Anybody else wanna guess?" The class went on guessing random things and each time they were wrong until Mr. Banner finally gave up on us and told us. "Labels." He said, while realization hit us all.

"We all get labeled in high school. As soon as you do one thing, you're labeled it," Mr. Banner said. "So what are 5 common labels given in high school?"

"Geek!" Emmett shouted.

"Loner," Someone else said.

"Jock," I said, glaring at Edward while he glared back at me.

"Prom Queen," Edward said. I am so not a Prom Queen.

"Okay one more," Mr. Banner said.

"Slut," Emmett said.

"Mr. McCarty," Mr. Banner said in a disapproving tone while Emmett just sheepishly grinned at him. "Let called that 'Friendly'," Mr. Banner said while we all chuckled. "Okay so Miss. Cullen what would you label Mr. Yorkie?"

"Uhm, I don't really know him," Alice said.

"If you had to give him a label what would it be?"

Alice fidgeted with her fingers, "Uh..he's really nice."

"So he's 'Friendly'?" Mr. Banner asked, while we all laughed.

"No," Alice said. "I...I'd label him a Geek," Alice said nervously, giving Eric an apolegetic grin.

"Okay let's go around the room. I'll say a name and you guys give me a label," Mr. Banner instructed. "Edward."

"Jock," We all said.

"Rosalie."

"Prom Queen."

"Lauren."

"'Friendly.'" Lauren smiled. As if that's something to be proud of.

"Bella."

"Prom Queen."

"What?!" I exclaimed. "I am not a Prom Queen."

"Well that's what today's assignment is about. You'll get to know somebody that you might've not had a chance to get to know. And hopefully through these questions you have to answer, those labels will be deminished," Mr. Banner said. "Now everyone from Bella's row and left take out a scrap of paper and write your name on it and then put it in Mr. Black's hat," Mr. Banner said, giving Jake a look to let him know that hats aren't allowed in school.

After a few minutes all the names were in the hat and we began drawing names. Rosalie was the first, "Jasper Whitlock."

Mike Newton was next. "Alice Cullen," Mike smiled, as Alice looked at me and rolled her eyes, I just gave her a thumbs up of encouragement, though it probably wouldn't help much.

A few more people went and then it was Edward's turn. "Bella Swan," He said my name and I looked over at him and glared. Just my freaking luck. Something shitty like this would happen to me.

A few minutes later everybody's partner or whatever you wanted to call it was picked out. Mr. Banner pointed to digital cameras and cards and said, "On your way out grab a camera and an instruction card."

"What's the camera for?" Rosalie asked.

"Oh!" Mr. Banner exclaimed. "I forgot to explain a really important part. Using the camera, you'll take a picture of your partner that represents them and it will be put in the yearbook." How Lame.

I got up and walked over to the table and grabbed a camera all while contemplating suicide. I know what you're thinking: This chick is freaking psycho. Actually, no. This chick is severly pissed off that she has to spend the next four hours with Edward Cullen.

I didn't even bother to wait for Edward. If he couldn't catch up, he couldn't catch up. Maybe he'd just forget about me and go find Lauren Mallory and go jump her skanky bones or something. I kept walking until I heard my name.

"Bella!" He yelled.

I turned around and glared at him. "Hey partner!" Edward exclaimed when he caught up to me. "Why did you leave without me?"

"I hate you," I growled.

"Awh, Bella," Edward said with that annoying crooked smile. "Don't be like that."

"Shut up, Edward. And let's get this over with."

"Funny, that's what you used to say before we had sex."

I glared at him. This is officially the worst day, ever.

So kind of sort of a cliffie. Sorry about that, but I'd love it if you left a review and let me know what you thought.