Chapter 1 – Just Another Day In Forks

"I loathe biology class already," I complained as I walked out the school doors with my best friend, Jacob Black and my boyfriend Edward Anthony Masen. It was the end of the first day of school and I was exhausted. I wanted to go home and relax, maybe catch some Z's. "I honestly want this school year to end this very second." I sighed and looked down.

Jacob chortled loudly. "Today was only the first day back, Bells! I guess there will be more complaining coming from you. Hurray!" Jacob cheered sarcastically, rolling his eyes. A huge smile spread across his tan-colored face. "I am in for a year of moaning and complaining."

"Oh, come on, Jake!" I responded as I attempted to shove him to the side. "My complaining isn't that bad!"

"Wow, Bella," Jacob said tauntingly. "That was the feeblest attempt at pushing I have ever seen in my life. If you want to be able to push me, you'll have to work much harder." He stuck his tongue out as if to say, Failure!

"Shut up." I stuck my tongue out in return. "It's not my fault you're so tall and, I don't know . . . big."

"It's not my fault you're such a weakling."

"Shut up, Jacob." I was not the type of person that had good comebacks. I wasn't too good with insults.

I looked over at my right. There stood my boyfriend, Edward Masen. He was rather silent today and I really wanted to know what was on the oh, so quiet Edward's mind today.

We were all calm and quiet for a moment and I began to think that Edward's silence was contagious. We were all quiet for a few minutes more and then Edward finally said something.

"Bella, Jacob," He murmured quietly, but loud enough for us to hear him. "Did you happen to see those new students today?"

"You're going to have to specify, Ed," Jacob replied, laughing at Edward's question. "Do you know how many new students there are?"

"The really . . . odd ones." He wrinkled his forehead and ran his fingers through his hair. "The Cullens, I think." He pondered his answer for a moment. "Yeah, the Cullen family."

"Yeah, I saw them," I said in response. Edward was right. They were kind of strange. They were so reserved and . . . perfect. "What about you, Jake?"

"I saw 'em. They're really odd, but I have to say, that blonde chick in their family is really hot. I wonder what her name is. I sure would love to ask her out."

"Rosalie," Edward replied, looking down at the wet pavement we were walking on.

"What?" Jacob looked puzzled.

"The attractive blonde girl, Jacob. Her name is Rosalie Hale." He was still looking down at his feet, not bothering to look at us as he was talking.

"Wait," I said. "I thought they were the Cullens. Why is her last name Hale?"

"All of their children are adopted . . . at least that's what I heard. They seem to be a popular gossip topic at school."

"Tell me more about the Cullens," I demanded. "They seem so different."

"You just noticed?" Jacob asked. "Damn, you are slow!"

"No, I didn't just notice." I slapped Jacob on the arm and tried to push him once more, failing for the second time.

"You're slower than I thought." Jacob snickered.

"Shut up, Jake," I repeated for the third time. I turned back to Edward. "Tell me more about the Cullen family."

"In the family there is Carlisle Cullen, who is the father, Esme Cullen, the mother, and then there are the children, Emmett Cullen, Alice Cullen, Rosalie Hale and Jasper Hale. Carlisle is a doctor at the local hospital and I hear that he's only twenty-three. I also hear that the female doctors and nurses really seem to admire him."

"Tell me more about his children," I said impatiently.

"The big, muscular guy is Emmett, the blonde girl Rosalie, the small girl with the dark pixie cut is Alice and the one that walks around with her non-stop is Jasper."

"I don't get why they're so reserved," Jacob thought out loud. "Shouldn't they have made friends by now, being so good-looking and all?"

"I saw them at lunch," I began. "They just sat together at one table, food in front of them. None of them even touched their lunch."

"Yeah, and you would expect the big guy to be digging in right away, eating all the food he can get." Jacob laughed to himself. He found this so-called "joke" very amusing. Edward and I just stared at him, a poker face occupying our visages.

"You're not funny, Jake." I frowned.

"I can try, can't I, Bells?"

"Whatever." I turned to Edward once more. "What else do you know about them?"

"Not much, love," he answered. "Just what I told you. I'm not a person that pries into peoples lives."

"Okay."

We soon arrived at my house, and I was just about to say goodbye and go inside, when Jacob called me.

"Yeah?"

"Let's go to Port Angeles tonight," Jacob said loudly. "None of us are doing anything. Let's just go do some chill time."

"Works for me," I replied. "I don't have to cook for Charlie today, so I can go. What about you, Edward?"

"I can go, too. I don't have any plans for tonight," He announced, shrugging his shoulders.

"Port Angeles it is!" Jacob proclaimed, raising his hands up in the air.

"I'll see you two later," I said as I walked over to the door, pulled my keys out of my pocket and unlocked the door.

"Bye, Bells," Jacob shouted vociferously.

"Goodbye, Bella," said Edward.

I waved goodbye and shut the door noisily. I craved something sweet, so I ran to the fridge instantaneously, opened it and discovered a piece of chocolate cake sitting on a plate. I grabbed the plate and devoured the slice of cake like a greedy little child consuming a chocolate bar, fearing that someone will take it away if they don't finish it off fast enough.

As I finished my cake, I sat there thinking of the Cullen family. Who were they and what were they doing in Forks. That was something I was going to have to wait to find out.