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Chapter 1

I am Isabella Swan, daughter of the Chief of Police in Forks, 17 years old, straight A student, and you could say I was the most popular girl in this cow town. I walked to math class, greeting everyone who said 'hi' and smiling wickedly at the people who resented me. I heard the roaring engine of a motorcycle tearing down the street. A boy appeared n it when it came in view. It was raining and he didn't have an inch of protective clothing on, just jeans and a shirt that looked like it had the sleeves torn off of it. I aughed quietly to myself, think how stupid he was. He parked right next to my old Ford truck and flinched and he came inches away from hitting it. I walked over, my high heels clipping the ground he took off his helmet and I was his golden hair. I tapped him on the shoulder. noticing the tattoo on his bicep of something in Italian.

"Excuse me but you almost hit my-" he turned around and I saw his face, the most beautiful face I'd ever seen.

"That's your truck?" he laughed, "Well, that thing's a piece of junk." he sneered, getting on the bike and walking away. I felt my cheeks go red with anger and humiliation as I turned around. I headed back to math. I went through the day, soon lunch came. This was the first day I ever dreaded it. I'd have to go and see that delinquent. I got my usual, salad and water, and sat with my friends. We talked about the usual and then the boy came over.

"M'ladies." he said.

"Um, that seat was saved." I said.

"Well, so nice of you to save it for me." he said, "I mean, we hardly even know each other." I rolled my eyes and went on ignoring him. I got up before the rest of the girls were even done eating, I couldn't take the boy's wretched stench anymore, it was gagging my. I walked outside and sat on the cold concrete ground. The boy came out.

"Hey," he paused a minute, waiting for me to say my name.

"Bella."

"Yeah, right, Bella, um, we didn't get off on the right foot." he said, rubbing the back of his neck. I could tell this was hard for him, sweet that he was trying to do it, but hard.

"You wanna do over?" I smiled, getting up.

"Yeah, yeah, a do over." he said, he stuck out his hand, "Edward Cullen." he introduced.

"Isabella Swan, but call me Bella." I said, shaking his hand.

"So, have you lived here all your life?" he asked.

"You could say. My mom had me here then ran away to Arizona, came back Junior year, couldn't stand her much more, she was losing it. I haven't seen you around here before."

"Just got here over the weekend. I was in, um, juvenile hall for a bit. Robbing a convenience store. Foster care put me here with the Black family."

"Why aren't you going to school on the reservation than?" Charlie was cose friends with Mr. Black and Jacob and I had dated for a while, things got complicated and we broke things off, but we were still good friends.

"Billy thought I"d be more comfortable here."

"And are you?"

"Not really."

"People here aren't used to new folks. God knows why anyone whould move here, rainy and dark 356 days of the year." I laughed.

"Yeah, kinda guessed."

"Well, anyway, I'm headed to biology, what's your next class?"

"Biology." he smiled.

"Is it really or is that just the juvy talking?"

"No, it really is." I laughed a little hysterically then cover my mouth.

"Sorry 'bout that, not normally like this." I said.

"I get it if you don't want a class with me, I'm a burden. Juvy and foster care, no one really thinks of me as a person." he said, his eyes that had a mask on everytime she'd seen them looked hurt and torn.

"Oh, god, no! I really don't know what came over me, it's not that I don't want a class with you, it's just that I get distracted in biology easily and with some guy trying to talk we me, it's hard enough to pay attention and stay awake."

"Uh-huh." he said, not believing me. I studied him for a moment, he was actually really cute. I sighed, well, it would be a nice change to have a boy I'd actually be willing to date here. He smiled seeing me appraising him.

"See something you like?" he laughed.

"Maybe." I smiled.

"Dinner and a movie tomorrow might help you decide." he said.

"Pick me up at seven, and you might want to wear some protection, my dads a cop." I said, just as I finished my friends walked out. I put a scowl on and he laughed hard.

"Erm, Bella, don't socialize with the algae." Tiff said and I got into my pack, just realizing at that how vicious we actually were. I stole one last glance at him and he waved. I smiled and kept walking.

I sat at the only table in biology that was empty, Edward was going to sit here, I knew. Mr. Banner pointed at the seat next to me and he sat.

"Hey." he smiled.

"Hi." I said, knowing the girls were watching me carefully.

"You gonna hide this from them. I'd dump 'em, they're bitches."

"They're my friends!" I said.

"Oh, so you're the head bitch then." he laughed. I narrowed my eyes at him, "Shut up." he smiled.

"Onion root cells, anyone want to tell me how we classify them? No, one, Miss Tiffany, how about you." Mr. Banner said.

"Um, uh, um..."

"I'm sorry but we don't categorize them that way, how about you Mr. Cullen, would you like to tell us?" All eyes moved to Edward. He stated them proudly, "That's correct." Mr. Banner said in astonishment. He went on talking about the lab we'd do tomorrow and such and I spaced out.

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Friday night came around and I got into a denim mini skirt with black thigh high high heel boots and a bright blue tank top. I walked down the stairs, twirling for my dad.

"Bells," he said looking amazed, "you look, um, not seventeen."

"Thank you!" I smiled proudly and going back upstairs to do the final touched on my hair. I grabbed a hoodie and the doorbell rang. I ran downstairs to get it but Charlie was there before me. I bit my lip nervously, hoping Charlie didn't recognize him.

"Mr. Swan," Edward said sticking his hand towards my father, "I'm Edward Cullen."

"Nice to meet you."

"Alright dad, we're going now, bye." I said kissing him on the cheek and running out, closing the door quickly.

"Hey, your dad seems like a nice guyy."

"Until he looks you up for your records and find out you went to jail."

"Juvenile Hall." He corrected, snaking his arm around my waist.

"Oh whatever!"

Don't worry, Edward even annoys me here, he'll get better in time, like fine wine, or cheese. Oh, my life in food, great. I can't escape it! :) Please review!!!