Summary: What if Bella didn't fall in love with Edward right away? What if she instinctively shied away like normal humans do, like she was supposed to?

A/N: This is my first story… Sorry if it's not great. Please keep reading, though. It gets better!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, or any characters. Yeah, whatever, we all know…

Chapter 1: The Start

BPOV

Why did I choose to leave? I asked myself for the 47th time since I got off the wretched plane from Phoenix. Yes, I was counting. Yes, I knew it was fairly pathetic. The first time was when I stumbled over the wheel of my rugged suitcase at the airport and fell into Charlie. So much for first impressions. I know, it was my dad, but still! I would have liked to have at least said a greeting before he had to help me from my awkward, and truthfully, crippling clumsiness. I had hoped to give him the impression that I had grown out of that at least until we got home. But now, here I was, 46 reiterated questions later, sitting in my truck. Staring at what was possibly the worst thing that has happened since I asked myself that first question that seemed to be my personal motto now. Why, why, why?

The faded black Forks High School sign was staring right back. I sighed heavily, and slowly got out of my truck. I briefly thought back to my first day in Forks, on the car ride home with Charlie. He told me he had gotten me a new truck. I was touched that he had done something like that for me, but a little skeptical. Charlie normally wasn't… in tune with my style. So, I had asked when it was made, how well it ran, the basic stuff, you know? Turned out it was and old rusted 1960's Chevy pickup truck. I had been very hesitant to see it, but was assured it ran great. When we pulled up at the house and I saw it, I was surprised. I loved my new truck! It was a faded red, and one of those sturdy metal classics. It was perfect for me. I needed something like this what with my amazingly good luck.

"Yeah, right", I muttered to myself at my lie. I had to have possibly the WORST luck of anyone in Forks. And Phoenix. And it was even up for debate that I could have the worst luck in the country. No joke. I don't have a good sense of humor.

The second I stepped out of my beloved truck, the cold, wet air hit me. I grumbled a stream of incoherent words complaining about this horrid weather, and hurried up the path to the Front Office. Oh, I probably shouldn't have parked there. I thought looking behind me as I noticed I was the only student parked in front of this building. Oh well, I'll just be a minute. I reasoned to myself. As I turned back around, I almost smacked into the glass door. I grumbled to myself about my failure to notice my surroundings, and opened the door.

I welcomed the warmth as it blossomed around me, fighting away the cold. I hurriedly stepped inside to completely escape the outside weather. I looked around me with a less then exuberant smile and found the person I was looking for. Well, actually, I had no idea who I was looking for, but seeming how this frail, old woman was the only person in sight, I assumed she was the one. She looked up at the sound of the ding announcing my arrival to the room and smiled warmly at me.

"Hello. Can I help you dear?" she asked me. She was a redhead with an average amount of lines and wrinkles for someone around the age of 50.

"Hi. My name is Bella Swan. I'm new. I was told to come here to get my schedule before school started?" The last statement came out as a question. I saw a brief flash of confusion in her eyes, and then understanding mixed with excitement.

"Oh! Chief Swan's daughter! We've been waiting for your arrival. You prefer Bella, I presume? Your papers all say Isabella." She surmised, smiling more warmly than before. She seemed very… Motherly. That was a good word. "Oh, and I almost forgot my name. I'm Ms. Cope. Its nice to meet you, dear."

"Yeah, um, I do prefer Bella, but Isabella is fine. It's, uh, it's nice to meet you, too." She smiled and looked down at her desk.

"Well, Bella, I will be sure to note that to your teachers for you. Here is your schedule and a map of the school." She said while sorting through a rather unorganized pile of papers by her right leg. I was surprised that she said she would take care of my name. Back in Phoenix, there were so many children, it was basically the students for themselves. In fact, the office rarely associated with their students other than when necessary. She finally handed me a white paper, and a light blue paper with yellow on it. "I have highlighted the best routes for you to take, but you can take others, of course."

"Uh, thanks. That's really helpful. Is there anything else I need?" I questioned, while taking the papers from her hand and glancing down at them.

"No, I think you're all set. I hope you have a great first day, honey. Oh, wait! There is one more thing, silly me!" She chuckled as she turned around to grab a slip from a basket behind her. "I need you to get this signed by each of your teachers and bring it back at the end of the day, please."

I took the slip from her as she told me that if I got lost, to come back here and someone would help me find my class if necessary. I did my best to smile as I thanked her and turned to face my impending embarrassment, outside of the warm office.

EPOV

Today started like any other. I got dressed and drove my family to school. Emmett and Rosalie were having some sort of disagreement, but I'm sure they would figure out a way to resolve it by lunch. According to Emmett, Rose was in the wrong, and according to Rose, well, she had no idea what was wrong, or what she did. But it really was none of my business, although I still know everyone else's business, however unwillingly. Still, it helps that Emmett is one of the easiest going guys I have ever met.

As for Alice and Jasper, they were having a "moment" or whatever the heck it is. It's rather sick, if you ask me. All these lovers around, and no one for me. Oh, get over it Edward, I thought to myself bitterly. It's no one else's fault but your own, so stop complaining! It was technically my fault. Being a vampire did have it's advantages, and the one concerning beauty was a bit of a help in the romance department. There were certainly a decent amount of women who showed interest. I, however, did not. I just didn't feel anything, so I blew off their advances.

Oh, great! Edward's in a lovely mood! How wonderful for the rest of us. So what is it now, Mr. Disconsolate? Or is it Mr. Despondent this time? I internally groaned at hearing Rosalie's mocking voice. Apparently she noticed my face. Apparently I had been making a face when thinking about my "love life", if you could even call it that.

"So Emmett, what did Rose do again?" I smirked, looking in the rear view mirror at Rosalie. I had the satisfaction of seeing her eyes bulge for a second, then giving me the iciest glare she could muster. I had to admit, I was pretty impressed. Rose was known as the queen of bad temperament at the Cullen house, so icy glares weren't infrequent. This one however, put the rest to shame. I had to choke back a giggle of amusement. She had been trying to make Emmett forgive and forget, especially the latter.

Why you freaki-, she started, but Emmett looked up towards me with a questioning look in his eyes, so I tuned Rose out to listen to him.

Sort of random bro, don't you think? Why do you want to know?

"Oh, I'll tell you later." I laughed, still feeling Rosalie's glare at the back of my head. He looked at Rose just then, and laughed.

Oh wow dude. You really ticked her off. He smirked internally, as did I. Rose had heard his laugh and turned her death glare to him.

I pulled into the parking lot shortly after, and let out a internal groan. I really didn't feel like facing 7 hours of school today. A short 2 minutes later, I heard the bell ring, and this time I couldn't hold the groan in. I turned to face the buildings that held my impending boredom.

Here we go…

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Kate