Bpov (Bella)

Hi. My name is Bella. Bella Swan. I know it's weird but I'm happy to be moving back to the rainiest city in the U.S. Forks, Washington. It started when I was four. My mother, Renee, took me away from my father, Charlie, to live in Phoenix, Arizona. But she died last week. Her and her boyfriend, Phil, got into a car accident. So, now, I'm on a plane to Port Angeles. I haven't seen Charlie for ten years. I would visit him in the summers, but one summer Renee called it quits. She said that Charlie was a bad influence on me and the town wasn't good for my health because it was always raining. But she can rot where ever she is. Renee was always trying to rule me but I wouldn't let her.

I was stretching my toes in search for Charlie. I found him, also, looking for me.

"Hey dad." I gave him a big hug.

"Hi Bells." Charlie returned the hug. "I've missed you."

"Same here dad." I grabbed my bags and stuffed them into the trunk of Charlie's cruiser.

The car ride was spent on catching up on each other.

"I got you a car." I could hear the nervousness in his voice.

"Aw dad you didn't have to." I saw the nervousness leave his face.

"No you deserve it." Charlie gave me a weak smile.

We pulled up to the house and there in front was a blood red 96' Ford Mustang.

"Dad! How much did it cost you?"

"Don't worry I got it cheap." I couldn't help but tackle hug him.

"I love it!" I almost started jumping with Charlie in my arms.

We got my stuff unpacked in an hour. Afterwards we ordered pizza. I quickly ate my slices and headed upstairs. I quickly took a shower then went to my room. It was a dingy white. Charlie said he'll go to the store with me to get some paint to repaint the room. I fell asleep to the sound of the rain pattering against the roof.

I woke to the same rain from yesterday. I already had my outfit chosen for today. I chose a form fitting black tee and a pair of navy blue skinny jeans. I pulled my black hoody over my head and slipped on my gray converse. I grabbed my book bag and headed downstairs. Charlie was already gone but left a good luck note. I grabbed my keys and a pop-tart and headed for my Mustang.

I found the school fairly easy. I quickly parked in front of the main office. I was greeted by a large lady wearing a red sweater.

"Can I help you?"

"I'm Bella Swan. I'm starting today."

"Right. Chief Swan's daughter. Give me a minute to get your schedule." She scrambled around through some stacks of papers. "Here you go. Make sure you teachers sign this and bring it back here after school."

"Okay. Thanks." I took my schedule and the slip and went back to my car.

I followed the line of cars to the student parking lot. I saw that all the cars were older then mine except for a shiny silver Volvo and a deep blood red motorcycle. I found a spot and headed to my first class: English.

Jpov (Jasper)

I decided it was time to get to school. I set down my guitar and pulled on a pair of black jeans. I also settled for a gray tee and a gray sweater. I went downstairs and said goodbye to Esme and Carlisle. I called up to Edward and Alice.

"I'll meet you at school."

I hopped on my motorcycle and rode off to Forks High School.

I leaned against my motorcycle waiting for Edward and Alice to show up. They pulled up and were standing next to me in ten seconds.

"The new girl starts today." I could feel entertainment roll off of Edward.

"Chief Swan's kid isn't it?" I nodded

"I'll see you two at lunch." I turned and headed for biology.

Apov (Alice)

I sat in class staring at nothing when an unfamiliar scent hit me in the face. I turn towards the door and saw the new girl. She went straight to the teacher.

"Class we have a new student joining us. Why don't you introduce yourself?"

"Okay. My name is Isabella Swan. But I like to go by Bella. I'm a senior this year and that's about it." I could tell she was nervous.

My thoughts were interrupted by a vision. I was talking and laughing with her. I was very happy in the vision. Then the vision faded back to the classroom.

"Why don't you sit next to Alice?" I raised my hand so she knew where I was.

"Hi. I'm Alice Hale." I extended my hand for her to shake.

"Bella." She didn't seem to flinch from the coldness of my skin. Hell, if I was going to be friends with her, I might as well start now. Then Mike Newton interrupted us.

"Hi. I'm Mike Newton." I could tell she was annoyed.

"Um…could you move you're blocking the board." Mike turned around in defeat. I could tell I was going to like her.

I stared at the board blankly ignoring Mrs. Brandon. I had already read these books and remembered everything in each one without mixing them up. I turned and saw Bella doodling in her notebook.

"Shouldn't you be paying attention?"

"Naw, I've already read these books like three times."

We started talking about clothes and stores. It's kind of cool knowing she liked the same stores as me. When the bell rang we packed our stuff and left the class.

"What's your next class?"

"American history. Block C."

"My brother is in that class. I'll show you."

Jpov

I was the first person to get to the class. I was staring out the window blankly when the scent of strawberries and freesia combined entered the classroom. I figured it was the new girl but I didn't look. What did make me look was the sense of lust rising in the room. I could not take my eyes of her. The milky white skin. The lustrous mahogany hair that shadowed the deepest chocolate brown I have ever seen. I was so lost in the brown orbs to notice her sitting next to Jessica Stanley. I could tell that Mike Newton was going to be the worse one of all the boys in the class. But, then, Mr. Johnson called class to order.

"The youngest major in the confederate army was…" Great another idiot that didn't know his history. "Yes Miss Swan?" I turned to see her hand raised.

"The youngest major in the confederate army was Jasper Whitlock." I was truly shocked. How did she know about me?

"What makes you so sure?" I felt Mr. Johnson's annoyance. Apparently he doesn't like back talk.

"I have an old friend in Phoenix, Arizona that is the great great grandchild of Thomas Blackmoon." Thomas? But how? "Thomas Blackmoon was Jasper Whitlock's best friend."

"If Jasper Whitlock was the youngest major then why isn't he in the book?" Now I was annoyed.

"Because his military life was short. He lied about his age to get in and shot up the ranks thanks to his skills."

"How do you know for sure, Miss Swan?" I growled but no one heard me.

"Because Jasper Whitlock and Thomas Blackmoon wrote letters to each other. Jasper mentioned his promotions in the letters." I was very impressed with her.

"How do you know that?"

"Because ma and Laurent, my friends in Phoenix, found the letters in his parent's attic." So Thomas kept the letters. I'm touched.

"And where are the letters now?"

"They're in my desk at home. Laurent let me keep them, mainly in memory of Laurent, himself." I could hear her grumble something but Mr. Johnson wasn't paying attention. "I'll bring the letters tomorrow stupid old man. You can't ignore the truth when it's in your stupid fat face." I chuckled to myself. Then the bell rang ending class.

"Hi."

Bpov

"Hi." I turned and met a pair of honey brown eyes; they were shadowed by strawberry blond hair. He was gorgeous. No words could truly sum it up. Yeah Alice was beautiful but she was nothing compared to the beauty in front of me.

"Hi." I felt the heat rush to my face for he must have caught me staring.

"I'm Jasper Hale." He extended his hand for me to shake.

"Bella Swan." I took his hand. It was as cold as Alice's hand, but I didn't say anything.

"I was impressed by your little speech." I felt the blush go to a deeper shade of red.

"I shouldn't have back talked like that."

"I think he deserves it." I didn't notice the connection between him and Alice until it hit me like a ton of bricks. Hale.

"Your Alice's brother."

"You know Alice?" I nodded

"She's in my English class."

"I see." I turned and looked at him in confusion. The tone of his voice seemed to weaver abit.