A/N I hope you enjoy the next chapter and please review – it always helps spur me on :D. Anyway if you liked this story please check out my other stories – My Little Loch Nessie Monster and Imprinted On My Mind – if you're a Jacob fan in general or just love Twilight then please check them out too.

RECAP.. . . . . . . . . .

The biker heard and pulled off his helmet. Or maybe I should say her helmet as she pulled it off revealing long brown hair and an amazing smile,

'Thanks, but I'm no one's bro' she called to Emmett, who looked embarrassed. Soon she was surrounded by a group of guys, their thoughts no more the average teenage thoughts.

Man, she's hot

That bike is NICE

She must be a new girl

New girl – new meat

I shook my head and began to walk inside with the rest of my family, wondering if she was like the rest of the new girls – a twilighter. . . .

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The corridor seemed very empty as we began to walk down it, the shiny linoleum squeaking below my sneakers. It seemed that everyone was out front looking at the new girls. I sighed, nothing seemed to happen in Forks and now it was happening very suddenly all at once. I felt an arm hook through my own. I glanced down to see it was Alice, her face, confused, staring at me.

Are you okay? She thought to me. I nodded, but for some reason this wasn't true. She gripped tightly unto my arm, as we continued down the hall. She smiled as we got to our lockers - I could also rely on Alice to make me feel better. Soon the bell rang for the first lesson and the others dashed off. We all had different lessons, due to being different year groups. I opened my locker and took out my books for the first lesson – Math. I slammed the metal door loudly and leaned against it, breathing out.

I began to walk down the hallway and into the classroom. My teacher, Miss Ryan, looked at the door – I knew I was late. She was young in age and I knew I could work that to my advantage.

'Mr Cullen? Late I see' She looked at me and frowned. Now was when I could work my magic. I stared straight at her, my eyes dazzling her own,

'I'm sorry; I couldn't find my books' I told her. Her frown disappeared and I knew I would be okay.

'Erm...that's okay, just take your seat' she told me, oh he is gorgeous, I'm not that older than him, maybe. .

I began to tune out after that – having your teacher imagine things about you is one step further than I like to know. I collapsed into my seat and opened my books.

The lesson had been underway for 20 minutes or so, when the door opened. I looked up from my algebra to see that the girl on the motorbike had just walked in. The first thing that hit me was her smell – it was intense and invited me in. I could feel my instincts begin to take over as I gripped the table, wanting to gain control again. It had always been a struggle for control whenever vampires are around humans, but I had never felt like this.

'Oh, you must be the new student,' miss Ryan said to the girl and walked over taking her papers.

'Ah Miss Swan, erm could you go and sit next to Mr Newton, please' I was jolted back to reality, as I heard her name – Swan – the same name as in the book Twilight. I shook my head it must be a coincidence. I watched as she walked over to where Newton was. She seemed different to many of the girls – much more natural. Her hair was cascading down her back, brown and warm in colour and fragrant as it moved as she sat down.

I noticed that she glanced over at me; I looked up from my books and looked at her. She looked startled at first but smiled gently. It was perfect – her smile was beautiful and made me feel different. I looked away, not sure of what to make of this feeling.

Being a vampire was not the easiest thing in a room full of humans, especially one smelling as good as the Swan girl. For the rest of the lesson, I couldn't concentrate, as I listened to the thoughts around me. I frowned as I understood something – for some reason I couldn't hear the thoughts of this new girl. It must just be because she is new – maybe I'm not attuned to her thoughts yet.

The bell rung as I walked out of the door and into the canteen for lunch. The room was noisy from all the pupils in there. I sighed – they seemed to get rowdier with every New Year. I shook my head – I was really starting to sound old and cynical, which isn't surprising seeing as I'm over the hundred year old mark now.

I noticed Alice and Jasper waiting for me by a nearby table. They had grabbed something to eat and I went up to the service counter and did the same. Although we couldn't eat the food, we had to keep up the pretence of an average teenager, which meant consuming (or look like consuming) junk food, nearly every day. I sighed as I sat down,

'Are you okay, Ed?' Jasper asked me,

'Could be better Jazz, but you know how it is' he nodded – of course he knew. He suffered worse than this before. I suddenly felt an easy calm and slumped in my seat.

I glanced at the clock and noticed it was almost time for basketball practice. I grabbed my bag and slung it over my shoulder.

The changing rooms were empty when I got there I was always the first there – I could get changed in peace and allow myself some time to think and get my thoughts sorted in my jumbled mind.

I pulled my shirt over my head. It was a sleeveless vest top – consistent with the colours of our school team the Spartans – blue and yellow. I tied up my shoes tight and abruptly and wandered towards the court. I could hear the sound of a single ball bouncing and as I turned the corner I was shocked to see the Swan girl, shooting hoops and wearing a Spartan uniform, she was in my life once more. . .

Bella's POV

I stopped shooting as the fiery haired boy came over. I didn't catch his name earlier. He left to early so I could talk to him after class – perhaps this may be a good opportunity to introduce myself. He was in close range now and I knew it was now or never.

Come on Bells...

I smiled at him and spoke, 'Hi, I'm Bella Swan, I'm new here' I extended a hand and he took it.

'My name is Edward Cullen – pleased to meet you'. His mouth smiled but his eyes didn't – it seemed as though he was hiding a deep, dark secret – one that tortured him daily, from his pained expression. I couldn't help but be intrigued by him – he wasn't like the other guys here, only after one thing. He seemed polite and sincere.

'So did you just move here?' Edward continued the conversation.

I nodded 'My dad Charlie has been living here for a long time and I decided to join him here'.

'You mean Chief Swan? He's a nice man – one of the few people who have made us feel welcome in the two years we have lived here' he told me.

I smiled 'that's good' I replied, bouncing the ball against the cement a few times.

'Bet you can't do a slam dunk' he challenged me. I smiled – slam dunks were my favourite and speciality. I ran towards the hoop, building speed and jumped, gaining height in the air and sending the ball flying through the hoop. I held onto the metal ring for a moment and glanced down to see Edward under me, ready to catch.

I swung off the hoop and into his arms – they seemed very familiar and safe. I shook the idea from my head; I had only known the guy for a day of less.

'Whoa impressive' he muttered, placing me on the ground. I stood straight and looked up at him. His 6 foot form shadowed my small 5 foot 4. I looked into his eyes they were hazel, golden almost and for the first time saw them come to life.

'Don't underestimate a short person' I told him and he laughed – his laugh was a quiet chuckle – warm and sensitive, and very sincere. . .