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Starts off normally with the novel (with minor changes) but what happens when Bella loses her memory? Trouble trouble trouble...

"speaking"

'thinking'

Bella's POV

I stood in front of my new home, car, and life. Watching my dad, Charlie, unload my small luggage only containing my "winter" clothes from Phoenix to the "new" house (or her old house) and sighed. 'Why had I decided to move here again?' I asked myself for the umpteenth time.

"Bella! Are you coming in?" yelled Charlie from the house

I picked up my backpack and prepared myself for the nothing to come from this small city of Forks. That night I cried myself to sleep, longing for mom to come also and endure this long year waiting for me. That was one of the reasons why I couldn't sleep. There was also the fact that I had school tomorrow and knew that the neighbourhood was expecting my lovely arrival for so long. "The daughter of the woman who walked away from Officer Charlie Swan". 'Oh ya, no pressure' I thought. I knew the nervousness would die out eventually but the rain outside would not.

In the morning, I dressed in a turtleneck sweater with jeans and a rain jacket; I already said her goodbyes to the sun on the airplane ride here. I only ate three bites of cereal knowing my stomach was going to be queasy later anyway. I quickly rushed to my new red truck that Charlie bought for me and drove to my new school.

It wasn't difficult to find the school in this small city and it was simple enough to get my schedule from the front office and find parking.

Flashback

"Make sure you're teachers sign this form and bring it back at the end of the day" said the secretary at the front office to me.

End of flashback

I badly needed coffee! I also missed sleep the night before I arrived to Forks. But I took a deep breath and got out of the car and entered one of the buildings in front of me. Each building was labelled with a big capital letter so it wasn't difficult to find my classes.

When I entered my first class, I felt like I entered a mine field. No one spoke, no one moved, no one breathed! I blushed as I walked up to the teacher and introduce myself and give him the form.

"Isabella Swan? Welcome, my name's Mr. Miles. I hope you'll enjoy my English class. Please, take a seat anywhere you like." he said and gave me an encouraging smile.

"Thank you" I said quietly and smiled back 'Why won't they stop staring already! It's like the first time they've ever seen any human outside the city' I thought angrily.

Still, people were watching as I walked to her desk. One of the "brave" boys sitting near me started a conversation.

"Hi, my name's Mike Newton. You're Isabella Swan right?"asked Mike

"Bella. Nice to meet you." I corrected.

"I heard you're from Phoenix. How is it there?" he asked cheerfully

"Warm," I responded with a small smile tugging at my lips.

He looked at me carefully, "You don't look very tanned"

Mike was right. Instead of being tanned, blonde, and athletic, I was the opposite. I was slim and soft, not athletic in any way possible, and never had much color on my skin. Not only that but I also had a mix of brown and red in my hair and blue eyes.

"My mother's part albino" I said (note: this convo is from the novel, not plagiarizing!)

"hmm" he looked at me again carefully

'Oh my God, give me a few months and I'll forget what sarcasm is' I thought depressingly to myself.

"What class do you have next?"Mike asked again cheerfully. I wondered what Mike wanted out of our newly formed friendship.

"Biology"

"Oh," with a sad face "I don't have that class. But I could take you there!" he said with a smile.

'Boy does this guy have mood swings' I thought "Sure" I told him with a forced smile.

After I got walked to class, I thanked him and quickly went into my class. After introducing myself to the teacher again and getting the sheet signed, I glanced around the room to find my new seat.

That's when I saw him. Every male model's dream body and face. Any man would sell their soul to look like him. I don't know what came over me, but it was like I got splashed in the face with a bucket full of shock! There are no real words to describe my first instinct of him but after a few seconds of hopelessly staring at him, I realized my actions and tried to compose myself. I turned my back to him and counted to ten. 'So pathetic' I thought to myself. When I turned back around, I realized the only open seat was beside his! 'Is this a gift or curse God?' I desperately asked while looking up at the ceiling.

After taking a breath I bravely walked to my seat. Before I even sat down, I looked at him and noticed his sudden stiffness in his seat and his head turning to look at me. I would have fainted of happiness to see him looking at me but today I almost I almost fainted with the look he was giving me. If looks could kill, I thought, I would already be in my grave. I was sure his dark charcoal eyes were going to haunt me now for the rest of the year. I snapped my head back to the teacher and tried to focus on not thinking.

'why? why why why...concentrate on the teacher!...what was with that look!...aaaah he hates me...no!...what the heck did I do except sit next to him!' My mind was panicking, and fighting with my overwhelming thoughts.

I risked another glance at him and noticed his chair as far away from me as possible but still in front of the desk. My eyes bulged out as I noticed his eyes were dangerously murderous-looking. 'Calm down' I told myself.

As soon as class was over, he fluidly and quickly rushed out of the classroom before everyone stood up.

Done my first chapter!! Wow what a relief! This chapter was more of an introduction and it WILL get better soon, I promise!! Remember to review, and tell me what you think of it so far...even tho the drama hasn't really started yet...hope you liked it! I'll try to update another chapter soon!