NEW STORY! i know i shudnt start another story before i update my other stories but i want to what u guys think about this one, if u like it ill continue lol so i hope u all enjoy!

It was another day, another boring and absolutely miserable day. I rolled over stretching my limbs only to recoil in pain. I hurriedly got out of bed and put some clothes on, not caring if they matched or were clean. I looked in the mirror and combed my hair into a decent mess with my fingers. Fuck, that's pretty noticeable. I quickly rummaged through the top drawer of my desk and found a bottle of cover-up. It had become one of my best and only friends. This bottle knew my secrets, but would never tell.

Applying a decent amount to cover the purple discoloration on my cheek I swiftly ran down the stairs and out the front door to my truck. I wasn't late for school, but I didn't want to be the first one there. I didn't need people to look at me.

Once I got to school though I noticed something different. The parking lot had one more car than it normally held this early in the morning. Maybe it was a new teacher or something, they wouldn't last that long probably anyways. Forks wasn't the greatest place to live, I should know.

I parked my truck and grabbed my book bag off the seat next to me. I made my way to the cafeteria where I usually sat until I needed to go to my classes. It was the only time I ever sat in there, too bad it was always by myself. I took out my notebook and began to doodle while simultaneously chipping away at the already chipped black nail polish I had applied. I sighed and threw my pen down at the notebook and pulled up the sleeve to my oversized sweatshirt. I looked up at the clock; it was almost time for class to start. I was usually the first one in class. Pretty unusual for someone who hated school.

Gathering my belongings and rolling my sleeve back down I trudged my way to math. I was surprised at how many people were in the classroom. I guess I was late, oh well it didn't really mater. I took my usual seat in the back of the room listening to the mindless chatter about the new students. So that's whose car it was, fresh meat. That's why they didn't notice me coming into the room or acknowledge me, not that they did anyways. The girls were chatting absent-mindedly about the new boys. The boys were talking about the new girls. I sighed and placed my head on the cold desk, it was going to be a long day.

Class after class was a blur, the same absent minded chatter about the new students who I had yet to see, not that they'd be interested in even talking to me. No one did. It was lunch now and I made my way to the cafeteria to buy a drink or maybe a snack. After I purchased an apple and a bottle of lemonade I made my way to my usual eating spot, my truck. Unfortunately for me I ran into what felt like a boulder.

"Oops, sorry, are you ok?" I was about to yell at whomever I ran into when I stopped, my eyes meeting two pools of emerald.

"Uh…yea, sorry." I mumbled quickly leaving. I heard a group of girls giggling at me; I wished I could just punch them in the face. Great, I meet one of the new boys and I just happen to make a complete fool of myself. I sighed and bit into my apple.

I looked at my phone and checked the time, I had bio next, fun. I quickly left my truck until the end of the day and walked to class.

I sat down and doodled on my notebook like I did earlier. The other students walked in and sat at their usual seats. Then someone sat down next to me, no one ever sat next to me. I looked to see it was the boy I had run into last period. I groaned mentally and looked back to my little scribble of a doodle.

"Are you alright?" I looked up. The boy was looking at me now with worry. Was he talking to me? Obviously he must be or he wouldn't be looking at me. I felt a lump grow in my throat. No one ever talked to me, not even the teachers.

"Uh…yeah. I'm fine." I could see his entire face this time. It was the face of a Greek god, like he was chiseled from stone. I quickly looked away realizing I was staring. I could feel the blush rise on my cheeks.

"Good. I'm Edward Cullen." He outstretched his hand towards me. I looked at his hand confused. I hesitantly grabbed his hand weakly.

"Bella, Bella Swan."

"Well it's nice to meet you Bella, Bella Swan." He chuckled. Jackass, I furrowed my brows and looked away again focusing on the rambling of my teacher.

"OK, well today class we're going to do a lab." I groaned. How I hated his labs. This also meant I had to work with Edward. I never worked with anyone before; I was so used to doing things on my own.

"We're going to be using chemicals…" I tuned him out reading the lab paper he had passed out. This was going to be fairly simple. Edward smiled at me when I looked at him. Something about him was different; I just couldn't put my finger on it. The lab was going fairly smooth until Edward accidentally dropped the iodine bottle on the sleeve of my sweatshirt.

"Oh, God dammit, I'm so sorry, here let me help you clean that."

"No it's OK." I pulled away slightly but it was too late, he had grabbed my sleeve and pulled it back revealing the pink, red and purple marks that adorned my arm.