Chapter 1: Welcome to Forx's High

Damn it! I was going to be late.

I rushed through my morning routine and a quick shower glad I had laid out my clothes and packed my bag yesterday so I wouldn't have to do it today.

I ran downstairs and to the kitchen. Grabbed a water bottle and pop tart. I was finishing up my pop tart when mom and Leah walked in.

"Good morning honey," mom said pouring herself some coffee.

"Morning mom, Leah." I said after I took a drink from my water. "Do you need a ride?" I asked Leah grabbing an apple.

"If you don't mind, Belly." Leah said before taking a bite from her sandwich. When did she make that? I shook my head at her. How she can eat so much is a mystery to me.

"We should get going." I said, "I don't want to be late on my first day back." I gave mom a hug and grabbed my bag, jacket and shoes from the chair next to me.

I quickly pulled on my jacket and made sure I had everything in my backpack and pulled on my shoes.

"Have a good day at school." mom said following us out to the car. We got in and I rolled down the window. "Buckle up and drive safely. I don't go in until noon. Your dad is picking up dinner on his way home today. Leah text your father or Isabella if you and Jake aren't going to be able to pick Seth up. Is Jake coming over for dinner today?" mom asked.

"Yeah. We'll bring Billy too. He hasn't been over in a while. My last class ends at one and so does Jakes so I'm sure well pick him up mom." Leah said pulling her hair into a bun.

"Okay. Have a good day. I'll be home no later than five."

I turned the car on and pulled out of the garage. We waved to mom and then we were on our way.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Leah asked for what seemed like the millionth time. "You could just test out if you don't want to be homeschooled anymore." Leah continued messing with my radio.

I sighed, "We already went over this Leah. I need some sense of normalcy. You know they can't let me continue school on the reservation. So this is the only way." I said for what seemed like the billion time.

Leah sighed and settled herself in her seat. "I know Belly. Just... be careful. If anyone gives you any crap I'll kick their ass." She said. "You know you suck. I have to deal with all those jerks all by myself now." she pouted.

I smirked and pulled into the familiar red house, "You know that's a lie. Those guys are scared of you and you know it. Plus, you know Jake would kick their ass if they try." I laughed seeing her blush when I mention Jake, I'm usually the one that blushes.

"Shut it." she said and grabbed her bag and got out of the car.

I drove to school with the radio on.

I knew that Leah had it bad for Jake and he has been crushing on her since she was with Sam. They just haven't gotten their shit together. I laughed, it was only a matter of time until it happened really. Specially now that they spend a lot of their time together going to the college in Port Angeles. Leah and Jake are three years older than me and commute to school.

For the past couple of years I've been home schooled so I was excited to start school again.

I found the high school easily. Like most things in town it was just off the highway.

I parked and checked the time. I had just enough time to get my schedule from the office, find the student parking lot and get to class.

I pulled the hood of my jacket up made my way to the main office. Weirdly enough the room was filled with more plants. The room was divided by a partition. The lady behind it wearing a bright purple shirt was typing away in what looked like the worlds first computer. I walked up to her and knocked on the counter when she didn't look up.

"Oh. Hello dear. How can I help you?" she said.

"Hi. I'm Isabella Swan and I'm starting here today." I said.

"Oh! The chief's daughter! I'm Mrs. Cope," she rummaged through a stack of papers and then pulled a small stack of papers. "Here is your schedule and map of the campus. As well as information on school events, cafeteria information and instructions on how to log into the school website to check your grades and such." she handed me the pile of papers pointing to the first page, "You'll need to have all of your teachers sign this one and then return it here at the end of the day." she told me smiling.

"Okay. Thank you." I said looking over the papers and walking back to my car. By this time the school was filing up and it was easy to find the student parking lot by following the other cars. I parked my car and studied the map. Once I was done I put my schedule, map and the slip that needed to be signed in my pocket and stuffed the rest of them into my bag.

I got out of my car and walked through the full parking lot and ignored the stares and made my way to my first class.

I found my first class, history, had the teacher sign my slip, got my books and syllabus then took my seat in the back.

The bell rang and kids started pooling in. I was glad I still had my hood pulled up. It made it easier to ignore the stares of my classmates. The second bell rang and the teacher started the class.

The day dragged on. I went about my day and in my second class I meet a nice kid by the name of Eric. He had acne and was kind of dorky but was funny and nice. He was the first person to introduce himself and not just stare at me. I was glad when we had two of the same morning classes.

The teachers were nice enough. For the most part they left me be. They signed my slip, gave me my assignments, books and told me where to sit. It wasn't until I got to my math class did my day turn sour. Mr. Turner signed my slip, gave me my books and assignment. Then he took it upon himself to reminded me of the school rules and told me to take my hood off. He then made me introduce myself to the class before pointing out my seat. Throughout the day, none of the other teachers seemed to mind me having my hood up and I honestly forgot I still had it on. I didn't see what the big deal was.

Tool.

Following the huge crowd of students, I made my way to the cafeteria and ignored the stares I got. I got the whole new student curiosity. Specially in a small town like ours. But I wasn't a new student, not really. I guess it might have something to do with my incredible style. Whatever, they'll get over it sooner or later.

I joined the line in the cafeteria and grabbed a cola, water, cookie, apple and risked it and got a sandwich. Then came the hassle of finding where to sit. Lucky for me Eric waved me over.

I smiled and made my way over to the table. But I was stalled by a curly haired brunet with way too much makeup on.

"Hi! I'm Jessica. You're the new girl right?" she asked in a squeaky voice and a smile I think she thought was welcoming, but was kinda scary.

I nodded unsure of what was happening. Was I supposed to know who this girl was?

"Well. Since your new and I all, I thought it would be nice if I invited you to have lunch with me and my friends." she said pointing to the table filled with what looked like the 'popular' people.

"Maybe next time." I said and made my was to Eric's table.

"Hey Bella!" he said surprised.

"Hey, Eric" I smiled. "Do you mind if I sit here?" I asked placing my tray on the table.

"Of course" he said before turning to the rest of the table. "Guys this is Bella. Bella these are my friends Angela, Ben and Sarah."

I waved and downed half of my soda. I was going to need the caffeine if I was going to finish the day.

"So, Bella. Your new to town?" asked Sarah.

"Not really." I smiled. "I went to school down at the reservation for a while. Then, I was homeschooled before enrolling here." I said trying out the peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

"Wait. Your Isabella Swan? The chiefs daughter?" asked Angela.

"Yeah." I said.

"I thought you looked familiar. I'm Reverend Webbers daughter." she said all smiles.

I remember her now. Before Seth was born, mom and dad took Leah and me to the Webbers when they had to go to work.

I smiled, "It's nice to see you again."

"So," Sasha said, "what did Jessica want?" she asked.

"The girl with the voice?" I said making them laugh.

"Yeah" laughed Angela.

"She invited me to join her and her friends."I shrugged, which apparently was an invitation for Sasha to tell me all about Jessica and the 'popular people' at the school.

I didn't really care, but didn't say anything not wanting to seem rude. I looked around the cafeteria.

Jessica and her friends were in a table laughing about something. The rest of the student body were busy eating their lunch, some finishing some homework others just talking and laughing with their friends. Then I spotted them. At the farthest table, towards the back was the most beautiful group of people I had seen.

They were all very pale. Paler than everyone else who lived in this sunless town. Almost as if they were sick. They were all very different, but with their pale faces and devastating beauty the three boys and two girls looked strangely alike. I looked at the group of people a little longer. They each had a tray full of food yet the strange thing was that they weren't eating any of them. They picked at the food and moved it around every once in a while, but never ate it. The spiky haired girl and the blond boy stood up and walked out of the cafeteria. I looked back to the table and was meet with a set of golden eyes. He held my gaze for what seemed like a lifetime, but it was really only a minute, he broke it and looked away. His stare was penetrating, I felt it all over my body a sort of tingling.

I turned back to my table. The conversation was thankfully changed to the yearbook, which Angela, Ben, Eric and surprisingly Sasha were all involved in.

"You should join Bella. We could use the help. Everyone wants a kick ass yearbook, but none of them actually want to do the work." grumbled Eric.

"We meet every Tuesday and even get to get out of class to do yearbook stuff during school." Angela supplied.

I smiled, "That sounds like fun. I'm not good with graphics or anything, but I can definitely do the proofing and writing if you need it." I said.

We spend the rest of the time talking yearbook. They caught me up on everything that needed to get done. As well as everyone's responsibilities. Other than Eric, Ben, Angela, Sasha and me now there is also Mrs. Martin the art teacher.

"You should join Isabella. We could use the help. Everyone wants a kick ass yearbook, but none of them actually want to do the work." grumbled an irritated Eric.

I laughed. We spent the rest of lunch talking. Every once in a while I would find myself staring at the people in the corner table.

Sasha noticed, "Their the Cullen's. They moved here a couple of years ago. Mostly keep to themselves." Sasha continued telling me who they were, but I was stuck on something else.

Why did that name sound so familiar?

The bell ringing brought me out of my stupor and also stopped Sasha's verbal diarrhea.

"So, what class do you have next?" Angela asked as we made our way out of the cafeteria.

"Um, Biology." I said throwing away my trash.

"Me too! What do you have after that?" asked Angela.

"Gym." I smiled. I wasn't an athletic person, but I was smart enough to come prepared.

I walked up to the teacher, Mr. Hobbs. He instructed me to take the last seat in the back, signed my slip, handed me my book and syllabus.

I sat in my seat and took out afresh notebook and pencil. I was looking over the syllabus when someone took the seat next to mine frightening me out of my daze.

I looked over to find the boy from the cafeteria. Seeing him up close I was surprised how good looking he really was. He had the hole ginger sex hair going for him, even if he did look like a preppy boy in his polo shirt and Dockers. No matter how hot he was there was something off about his dude. He turned my was and the look on his face left me shivering.

His eyes were pitch black, filled with pure hatred? He tore his gaze from me, freeing me from his spell. I spent the rest of the class frozen in my seat.

The bell ringing brought me back. I looked over to find a empty seat.

I sat there, dumbstruck. What the hell?

I felt someone tap my shoulder. I looked over to a blond boy with a spiky hairdo. He looked me over before speaking, "My name is Mike, you're the new girl." He smiled, "Do you need help fining your next class?"

I shook my head, "I have gym. I'm pretty sure I can find it." I joked.

"That's my next class too!" he said excited, "I'll see you there." he said when called him over.

Angela came over, "Are you okay Isabella?"

I nodded and quickly pulled my books back in my bag and stood up. My legs wobbled a bit, I turned to Angela, "Yeah, I'm fine."

"Are you sure? You're really pale." she said as we walked out.

"Yeah, I'm fine thanks. I better get to class" I said.

"Okay see ya' around then Isabella." she said, but as she turned to walk away I stopped her.

"Oh! You can call me Bella. My parents are the only ones who call me Isabella, and that mostly when I'm in trouble." I joked.

Angela laughed, "Only if you call me Ang." she smiled.

"It's a deal." I said, then waved and made my way to gym.

I was filled with a sense of dread while walking to gym. Whatever it was that just happened, it really freaked me out.

I walked into the gym to find a balding man setting up a volleyball net. I made my way over to the gym teacher, or as he liked to be called coach Clapp. He had the whole gym teacher look working for him. Shorts, whistle, stopwatch, clipboard and baseball cap. I handed him my slip and my doctors note and smiled when he told me I was excused from participating, but I still needed to attend class and dress.

"Coach, would it be alright if I was excused to the office? I'm not feeling well ... maybe I should go home early?"

"That's fine. Make sure to get your gym clothes from while your in the office. Oh, and tell your father I said hello." he smiled scribbled something on his clipboard then handed me a hall pass.

I smiled and said before I left, "I will, thanks."

I made my way to the office glad to see it wasn't raining. I opened the door expecting it to be empty, but was surprised to see another kid talking to Mrs. Cope. I stood back waiting.

That's when I first heard him speak. His voice was smooth and sweet, like honey, "Nothing? What about a free period?"

Mrs. Cope said, "I'm sorry dear, but that's not possible. If another spot becomes available I'll let you know."

"That's fine, thank you Mrs. Cope." he spoke and turned around. He visibly stiffened when he saw me standing there. He glared at me before stomping out of the office.

The door slammed close and I jumped. I turned to Mrs. Cope and handed her my slip and hall pass. "I'm not feeling well, I was wondering if I could leave early. I already spoke with coach and he already excused me for the day." I spoke.

"Well, that fine dear." she said looking over the papers I handed her. "Before you leave do you want to buy your gym clothes? It's really only five dollars for the shirt, Mr. Clapp doesn't really care about the shorts as long as their black and pass the schools dress code." she laughed.

"That's fine." I said handing her the money for the shirt.

"Have a good day and feel better dear."

I waved and made my way to my car. I looked over my shoulder, I felt as if I was being watched. As I was pulling out of the schools student parking I swore I saw something flash in my rear view mirror.