Bella's P.O.V.

I quickly stepped through the doorway of Forks High School, trying to avoid the endless stares from other students, people I have never seen before. I tucked away the hair covering my face behind my ear. My mind flew from subject to subject- then to Charlie. I left my Nokia in my truck, and since I would NOT go all the way back through the parking lot, I decided I would just face Charlie at home. He would not be happy that I didn't pick up the phone.

I looked around for signs that might point out the office. When I finally found it, there was a very buxom woman arguing with a familiar face. The young looking man couldn't be more than 25, he was pale- even paler than I was- and he had mesmerizing yellow eyes. He had blonde hair neatly groomed back and he was trying to place someone by the name Edward, probably his younger brother, in another class.

"Dr. Carlisle, I can't switch your son. He's been in the Algebra 1 all semester why on earth does he need to switch now?" She jiggled as she stood up and walked around the reception desk.

I knew who he was now. He was the same doctor who I went to when I lived in Forks. "Dr. Carlisle, Carlisle Cullen?" I asked.

"Why yes, that me." He turned to face me. "Isabella Marie Swan, dear, you look simply beautiful! How old are you now? You must be… 17?"

"Yes, that's right. You look great! You haven't aged a bit! However, you can call me Bella, please. So, you have a son?"

"Yes, actually I have three sons and three daughters that go here. We don't have any other children." He replied, knowing what I would think, he prepared to answer.

"How in the world…?"

"That's what everyone says. None of them are related to each other and they were adopted. My wife and I can't have children but she's… Esme's always wanted kids. Edward, Rosalie, Emmett, Alice and Jasper." He went into short but detailed descriptions of them, visions of them played out in my complex mind.

"Yeah, those lovey-dovey kids are all dating each other." The receptionist said. We both glared at her. "Sorry." She threw her hands up and sat down, muttering to herself.

"What she says is true. Nevertheless, they aren't really brothers and sisters, so it's legal, don't worry. Moreover… Edward does not have a girlfriend. Well except Jasper and Rosalie, they are twins. I forgot to tell you that. But Rose and Emmett are dating and Jasper and Alice are dating."

"Okay, that's nice to know. Well, I just came for my schedule."

"Oh, yes, go ahead. I have to get back to the hospital." He rushed out without a further goodbye.

"Name." the huge woman asked.

"Swan. Bella Swan." I answered. She handed me a slip of paper and then picked up the phone and called someone.

As I walked away and scanned over the fresh-printed sheet a whiff of relief went through me. I knew somebody here. Well, I knew somebody whose kids went here. That thought made the relief leave. The peacefulness of the air changed when I again heard shouting from the office.

When I turned around who I saw made such a strong connection to me that I was never the same.

? P.O.V.

She had long, straight, brown hair that I loved. She had a heart-shaped face with a widow's peak and her forehead was wide. She was extremely fair-skinned; she had large, wide-spaced chocolate brown eyes, prominent cheekbones, and then a thin nose with a narrow jaw and a pointed chin. Her lips were slightly out of proportion are a bit full for her jaw line, and they were pink, pink like the inside of a strawberry. Her eyebrows were more straight then arched and they were a shade darker than her hair. About 5'4'' she was slender and not even the least bit muscular, maybe weighing about 110, 115 pounds. My eyes slid to her nails, stubby, probably a nervous habit of biting them by the looks, and not painted.

She was exactly how Alice described.

Her scent- a tantalizing mix of lavender and freesia- drew me closer as if she was somehow mine. I felt she was mine, all mine, and I wanted more. I wanted to hold her close to me and kiss her passionately under the moonlight. However, she most likely did not want that. She most likely didn't know who I was.

Bella's P.O.V.

He was impossibly beautiful. Like Carlisle, he was pale, paler than me. His facial features were perfect and angular- high cheekbones, full lips (for which I wanted to kiss), a strong jaw line and a straight nose. He had topaz eyes, like Carlisle, and because of their similarities, I could assume they were truly related. His hair was tangled and messy and retained an unusual bronze shade- like the bronzy brown that Carlisle described his lovely wife Esme to have. He was very slender and extremely muscular.

He was exactly how Carlisle described.

I felt so attracted to him. How I longed to kiss him, have him hold me close under the moonlight. However, by the looks of it he did not want that. By the looks of it, he just wanted to get as far away from me as possible, yet he was creeping towards me.

? P.O.V.
As I watched them from afar with Jasper's arms around me, they played it out as I had just envisioned them to do. They slowly walked closer to each other, drawn in by some magnetic force that refused to quit until they were as close as possible. This, probably, would be dangerously close, as he had just hunted that very morning. Jasper caressed my cheekbone and whispered sweet nothings into my ear, he slowly dragged me away toward the door and I unwillingly followed, nearly missing what I had been waiting for all along.

The simultaneous "Bella?" "Edward?"

Jasper's P.O.V.

I pulled her out the door and forced her into the passenger seat of her yellow Porsche, a gift from me. She 'borrowed' one (really Grand Theft Auto) in an emergency not to far back and she loved it so much I got it as a present for her. I could to she was disappointed in two things: not being able to see the rest of Edward's encounter with his future lover-chick and not being able to drive. But this time I was deciding where to go.

"Babe, where are we going?" my sweet little pixie asked lovingly in her adorable soprano voice.

"You'll see." Luckily, it was lunch period; we'd have over an hour to enjoy ourselves. This was I time I was extremely thankful vampires did not eat food.

We sped to the house, and I carried her bridal-style through the front door, disturbing Esme's sewing. She was home alone all day whenever Carlisle was at work and we were at school. I shut her out of my mind and slammed Alice on the kitchen island. Alice knew what I wanted and she would give it to me.

Alice's P.O.V.

Although this wasn't exactly at the top of my to-do list at the moment I gave in to him. He rapidly made-out with me, and I saw Esme's surprised look. Nevertheless, this was something that happened nearly every day. Either Jasper and I or Emmett and Rose would come here. Sometimes we were here at the same time and instead of making out, we'd end up arguing the whole time. However, I was ever-so seduced by him and the heat of the moment led to Esme fleeing the room.

Esme's P.O.V.

"AHHHHHHHHH!"