AN: Hey people this is my first fan fiction. Well I've had this idea in my head for awhile and I finally sat my lazy butt down and wrote it. I'm Team Edward I'll tell you that right now. And Jacob can go crawl in a hole.
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight if I did do you really think I would be writing this? Answer is no! I do own however my own characters which you'll meet later. Well on to the story.
Pain. That was what made up my life for the last seven months, or was it eight? Time seemed to run together ever since he left, each second was an eternity in my eyes.
I sighed and opened up the car door to my truck in the school parking lot, how did I even get here? That was the bliss of being numb and as some said dead. It was true I might as well of been dead, I ate, I slept, I answered when spoken to but didn't contribute anything to a conservation. I didn't just act dead, no that wasn't enough I looked dead. My skin was pale, well paler than usual, I had bags under my eyes, and my eyes were dark and lifeless. If I was pretty you might of mistaken me for a vampire.
The thought caused me to gasp out in pain and wrap my arm around my chest. Everyone was use to the movement, well except me. Each time the pain tore through me was just as bad as the first time if not worse.
"Hey Bella!" I voice called from beside me. I glanced up and saw Jessica timidly smiling at me. Yes beware of the mental freak Jessica. Instead of answering I just nodded in response.
"Um well have you seen the new girl?" Oh here we go, "I mean she just walks in and doesn't even try to be polite!" I'm going out on a limb here and think Mike is checking out the 'new girl'.
"Yeah, Um her name is?" I questioned so I don't have to refer to her as new girl.
"Meghan something another." She answered as if the name burned her. I just nodded and walked off to first period. (A/N sorry I don't have my book so I don't remember her schedule so I made it up) Trig god I hated it, but my grades were good so I was happy, well as happy as I could be. I honestly was just waiting to die, I know I'm very optimistic note the sarcasm. At least I have Jacob, my werewolf best friend. Just then the teacher walked in interrupting my mental self harm session as I called it.
"Good-morning class I'd like to introduce our new student Meghan Shaw." I didn't look up till I heard the room fill with gasp. Shocked I looked up and gasped as well.
Meghan Shaw like me was the walking dead, but she truly did look like a vampire. Her skin was pale like ivory, her hair was black and hung limp to her lower back and her eyes were a sparkling dark blue but with no life in them.
I looked down quickly not wanting to be flooded with memories. I pulled out my book and note pad quickly, ready to ignore Meghan Shaw. But since life hated me I heard the chair next to me be pulled back and a soft voice speak.
"Hi I'm Meghan and you're not alone." I felt my jaw drop but before I could ask the teacher started talking.
When the bell rang Meghan was gone before I could say what. All I knew was something was going to happen.
I just sighed something I did a lot these days and moved on the second period, English. It was sad my favorite subject held no interest anymore, nothing did. I sat in my usual seat in the back taking my note when I realized the normally empty seat next to me was occupied by, you guessed it Meghan. It was going to be a long year.
AN: Sorry for any grammar errors I know it's a little boring now but I hope to fix that later on. Please press the green button and give me your honest opinion just please no flames.