Disclaimer: I only own the plot, and my left sock.

Chapter 1

Bang bang bang

Ugh. Mornings.

"Isabella! Are you up?"

"Yeah dad! You mind not banging on my wall?"

"Just making sure your up."

"Ugh!" I said as I got out of bed and made my way to the front door, holding it open.

"Bye bells. Have a good day at school. I love you." he said, going through the door to his partner, waiting on the curb in the police cruiser.

"yeah yeah" I mumbled while I closed and locked the door behind him. School. Good? I think not. I walked through the kitchen back to my room, my stomach groaning in protest of the early hour. When I got to my room, the little light on my blackberry was flashing red. I walked to it, noticing I had three new text messages. One from my friend Jasper, who I had fallen asleep on while texting last night. The other two were from my best friend Alice.

Belly- HAPPY FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL! I'll be over when you wake up. -alicat

Belly- I know you read my message. Call me. -alidoodles

Shit. I regretfully called Alice. Knowing her, she was in the mood to play 'Bella Barbie'. Great. I heard the phone click on. Silence. This was bad.

"...Hello? Alice?"

"Hi Bella," she said, sounding calm. This was bad, really bad. "Whats up?"

"Well, at the moment, the ceiling." I muttered, trying to sound nonchalant.

"Ha ha" she faked laughed. Then squealed "Today is the first day of junior year!"

"Yeah, wanna ditch?" I asked hopeful.

"We can't ditch!" She sounded shocked, as if I had suggested we streak naked through the mall. "Besides, we're getting those new students from the other school!" Our school was pretty small, only about 170 of us last year, so we were merging with another small school. All of us squeezing onto forks highs tiny campus. "Wait! What are you wearing Bella!? This year we have to get you a boyfriend! I'm coming over!"

"Why?" please no, please no, please no...

"To help get you ready of course!" oh boy.

"OK, yeah, sure." I said, sighing and easily giving in. I have long since learned you had no chance against Alice, she wan inhuman.

"Great! Be there in a bit. Jump in the shower!" Well now, that sucks.

I clicked the phone shut. And jumped in the shower. I came out smelling like strawberries, my plain brown hair already frizzing out over my head. Even when its wet, it poofs! I was sitting at my vanity, straightening my hair, when my blackberry vibrated again. I checked the screen, noting it was Alice and answered.

"Bella!" she squeaked before I could even say hello, "You locked your door! I told you I was coming, and I did, and I went to open the door, and it didn't open! I just tried to open a locked door! What if someone saw!?!?"

"Alice," I said, deciding it better to let her rant. "Its six thirty in the morning, who's up?"

" Bella, your neighbor Jasper is laughing at me from his bedroom window right now." she continued, hesitating, "Bella... he's not wearing a shirt..." her voice sounded genuinely in fear, and slightly in awe.

I couldn't help it, I cracked up, this was too funny.

"BELLA!"

"Alright, alright, I'm coming..." I said fighting back more laughter. I got up, going down the stairs once again to let her in. I hung up my phone as I opened the door. "goodmor-" My words got cut off as Alice pushed her way past me, into my house, and up my stairs,

"ISABELLA SWAN" She yelled from my room.

"Coming..." I mumbled, just loud enough for her to hear. When I got to my room I was not surprised to see that Alice had completely changed my joint bathroom into a mini salon. She sat me in a chair and started adding curls to my straightened hair.

"Now, the key is to look confident, walk like you own the place. You wanna look like your exceptionally beautiful without even trying." Alice began. "you have to look hot for the first day, not too hot though, don't want to raise expectations too high. So we'll do your hair a tad nicer, and some nice jeans, with an 'i wear this all the time and I rock it' shirt. Which gives off the whole 'I don't care' and 'I don't even have to try' look." Alice finished her usual rant. one hour later Alice had me in dark skinnyjeans with a simple Grey worn-out tank top and my black leather jacket. Thankfully, she let me wear my ratty old etnies, saying I needed to 'accent with my own personal style.'

I avoided Alice's attempts at persuading me to ride with her in her Porsh turbo 911, opting to ride to school on my slick black Ducati. I tied my hair up, and put on my black riding boots, heading into the garage and getting my helmet off the wall and opening the garage door. I swung my leg over and took off for school.

My favorite thing is speed. I love to go as fast as possible and keep tense on the edge. I love when its poring rain, and the water hits me hard drenching the ends of my hair that show through the bottom of my helmet, feeling the drops run inside my collar and down my back sending me chills, It makes me feel so alive. Today was not raining too hard, so the ground wasn't as wet, meaning I could go faster. I was sad when I pulled into the school parking lot, knowing that my fun was over. I pulled into my usual spot, which wasn't really a spot at all, just a small section between a car and the curb next to some tables. I took of my helmet and shook my hair out, knowing Alice would get upset if i messed up my hair. I looked around, noticing people staring at me and felt my cheeks heating up with a blush. From the tables to my left I heard a roar of a laugh, jumping slightly i looked to see who had created such a sound. Several things happened within a second of each other and the only way to explain is in steps. First: a large built guy with a large dimple smile and curly brow hair was looking at something with amusement on his face. Second: a beautiful blond girl standing to his right was smacking his arm, looking happy herself. Third: Jasper standing to the first guy's left, looking serious but entertained. All three looking at the same thing. I followed there eyes and froze. In front of me was the most beautiful guy I had ever seen, staring at me.

I nearly fell off my bike.