A/N: This is my first fanfiction, so please R&R so that I know whether to continue with the story or not.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, just the plot line.

Another wet Monday morning in Forks, I thought to myself, as I slammed the door of my truck shut and began to make my way into school. With any other vehicle that old, I would have had to ease the door shut slowly but my 1953 Chevrolet pickup truck was more robust than any tank and could handle a bit of tough love. I adored it.

The morning passed in a mindless blur and it was a relief when the bell for lunch rang and I could finally catch up with my friends. As I entered the cafeteria, I spotted Alice waving at me from our usual table and hurried to join him and the others.

Before I could reach my friends I had to pass by the table where Tanya and her cheerleader friends sat. Tanya was Head Cheerleader and the pinnacle of all evil. She had stick straight strawberry blonde hair and big blue eyes. She was tanned and athletic and had a rather impressive cleavage, or so I was told, that unbalanced her tiny frame – not that anyone seemed to mind. Every guy in school worshipped her.

As I scuttled past her table her baby blue's narrowed and she called out loudly,

"Oh, hello Bella!" her voice dripping, with mock sincerity. I mumbled a hello as I carried on moving towards my table and, quick as a flash, she nudged the guy next to her who stuck out his foot, which I promptly tripped over and sent me flying towards the floor.

Lovely.

Without looking at her or any of her giggling friends, I jumped up and finally made it to my table.

Since moving to Forks I had managed to make a decent number of friends. There was Angela and her long-term boyfriend Ben; Mike and of course the Cullens. The Cullens were a rather aloof who, before I had become friends with them, had kept themselves separate from the rest of the school and had been treated cautiously because of it. Esme and Carlisle Cullen had been unable to have children of their own and had adopted Alice, Edward and Emmett. They also fostered Rosalie and Jasper, who were twins and were Esme's niece and nephew. The Cullen children were all strangely beautiful, and this did nothing to increase their chances of acceptance in a school where most of the students were envious enough already of their wealth and good fortune; Carlisle being an extremely talented doctor at the local hospital. Despite this, the Cullens seemed happy enough immersed in their own private bubble, which I felt honoured to be included in.

Out of all the Cullens, Edward was the one I felt closest to. I could tell him all my darkest secrets and he never judged me. He was my best friend and I could no longer imagine life without him.

"Are you hurt?" Edward asked as I sat down.

"No, I'm fine." I replied "I just really wish someone would teach her a lesson." I looked back over my shoulder and glared at Tanya, who smiled sweetly and waved. Edward raised a hand and waved back shyly and my mouth fell open.

"What are you doing?!"

"I was just…um…nothing…"he replied, blushing. I shook my head in wonder and turned my attention back to the rest of the table.

As a comfortable silence fell over the table, I noticed that Edward had barely said a word and was instead sat there, picking a bagel to pieces with long, pale fingers.

"Hey are you okay?" I asked him, putting a hand over one of his, "You haven't said much." He glanced up at me, emerald eyes glittering as he replied,

"Yes, I'm fine. I was just thinking I might go and see if one of the practice rooms was available. Would you like to come?" I nodded eagerly. Edward played piano and the music teachers often let him practice at lunch times in one of the spare rooms. He knew I loved to listen to him play but was quite self-conscious and didn't often allow it. I assumed that his willingness today meant that he wanted to talk and couldn't wait until after school. I gathered my things together and told everyone I'd see them later. Edward, always faster than me, had already gone and by the time I caught up with him we were at the practice room.

"So what's up?" I said as I set my bag down and took a seat. "Tell me everything."

"What makes you think something's up?" I gave him a look. "Okay, I'll tell you but you have to keep it a secret, okay?"

"Of course."

"I think I'm in love."

"What? When? Why? WHO?"

"Calm down! It's not that big a deal."

"Well, who?"

"Tanya."

My blood froze and my heart stopped beating.

A/N: Sorry if I rambled on, but what did you think? Any good?