Bella's POV

He looked familiar. His golden hair was blowing in the wind, with matching eyes that glistened with something. Something that made me shiver. It felt like he was looking right through me, my soul wide open for him to see. His face was stone pale, the face muscles toned. He was gorgeous. I felt like i've met him before, somewhere in a dream maybe. Like he was an angel. Behind him stood four more angels. One was petite, like a pixie. She had midnight, spiky, short hair. Her eyes glistened like the boys, golden brown. Her skin was just as pale as the boys, ,maybe even paler. She stood next to a tall, lean boy, with ruffled blonde hair. His face was straight, and his eyes were wide, staring back at me. They were golden, like the others, rimmed with a layer of black. His right arm was securley wrapped around the tiny girl's waist. A chuckle could be heard near him, and my attention turned to a big, muscular, black haired boy. A smile was placed on his face, unlike his friends. It was like if they ever smiled, their hard, pale faces would crack. But this kid was smiling and laughing, like he was having the time of his life, his golden eyes shimmering with joy. A slightly shorter girl stood next to him, a frown on her lips. Long blonde hair framed her heart shaped face, and pale gold eyes glared at me. The boy with the golden hair made his way toward me, and the rest followed him.

I didn't know what to do then. I just stood there, confusion taking me over. My arm started itching, and I brought my other hand and rubbed it roughly on my arm. A little sting of pain shot through me, and I clutched onto my arm quickly. I pushed the sleeve of my coat up, and looked down at my arm. A moon shaped scar slept there soundlessly, teeth imprints barely visible. When did I get this? Did something bite me? I didn't have anymore time to think, as the group of five walked right up to me.

"Bella." The golden boy smiled wideley. It was a beautiful smile, his teeth were so white it almost hurt.

"Um...hi?" I was very unsure of what to say, this was to confusing. The boy's smile faltered, but he kept his calm. I didn't know how he knew me, maybe he was just another new boy, looking for some friends.

"Um, Bella? Are you ok?" The pixie asked, giggling lightly.

"Bella, it's me. Edward." Golden boy assured. I didn't know anybody named Edward. And if I did, he certaintly wouldn't be this good looking.

"Edward...?" I shook my head.

"Bella!" I heard my name. I turned my head, to find Jacob waving at me from the other side of the school parking lot. He smile was wider than ever. When he saw who I was talking to, he twitched.

"I..uh...I gotta go." I gapped, then turned away from Edward, and the rest of his friends, running off to Jacob, who took me in his arms, and twirled me around. He had transfered schools, leaving the reserve and becoming my prince charming. We walked to class together, him kissing my hair. But that didn't stop me from looking back at the strange kids, and Edward smashing his fists into a truck, making probably permanent dents.