I finally came home. What a day... I went straight to my room and grabbed Twilight from the bookshelf.
It was time for a little escape. I opened the book ready to enter the world I loved. At the time I didn't mean it quite literally.
A strange light started to spread from the book. What's this; Harry Potter and the Chamber Of Secrets?
"What the..?" I whispered.
In the next second I was completely blinded by the light. It felt like I was falling. I started screaming, but in the very next moment I found myself standing in an unfamiliar place.
Or maybe it wasn't so unfamiliar? There was a building in front of me that looked like a school and people were passing by me, walking toward it. And then I saw the sign.
Forks High School.
…
I gasped. This couldn't be true. Okay, I'm definitely dreaming. I'm in my house, in London, sleeping.
This is just a dream. Just a dream, nothing else. But… the colors were so vivid. My dreams were always foggy and blurred, and this was crystal clear.
.And then someone bumped into me. I felt that. And that's not good.
"Sorry," the girl whispered, blushing.
I looked at her more carefully. She had brown hair, her eyes were brown, too, very warm and beautiful, and her face was... way too familiar. Bella. I froze. I stared at her, my mouth wide opened. She blushed even more, looked at the floor and walked away, stumbling, obviously deeply embarrassed. I started hyperventilating. This cannot be real. No way.
But it was.
"Annette!" Somebody called.
I turned around. Angela Webber was looking at me.
"Annette, come on, we'll be late." She called again.
I just stared at her, not able to move. Angela was calling my name. My breath got stuck in my throat. She approached me.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
"Y-y-yes." I stammered.
"Come on." She grabbed my hand and dragged me inside.
"Don't be nervous," she told me while we were walking toward our classroom.
"We have English together." She informed a few minutes later as she opened the classroom door.
I walked in and everybody stared at me.
"Oh, hello. I'm Professor Harris." A dark-haired woman, probably in her forties, approached me.
"You are Miss Dawson or Miss Swan?" She asked with a chuckle. "It's so funny that you both arrived today."
"I'm Annette Dawson." I said, even more disturbed than before.
"Your cousin, then?" She asked Angela.
"Yes." Angela answered.
"Okay, sit over there." Professor Harris pointed at the seat next to the window.
I sat there and Angela sat behind me.
"Now, let's start." She said.
I stared through the window, not listening. What the hell was going on? I kept thinking. I somehow made it through the day and by the lunch time I stopped freaking out and even got a bit enthusiastic about being here. I was probably losing my mind, but I was in Forks, right? So, who cares how and why did I get here? So I sat with Angela at her usual table.
"This is Jessica and Mike." She told me.
"And Bella, right?" She asked. Bella nodded.
"I'm Angela, by the way." She said to her. "And people, this is Annette, my cousin; I've told you about her."
They all said 'hi' to me. I blushed.
"So, two new girls? I like it." Mike said. He smiled at me.
You gotta be kidding me. I looked away.
I observed Bella for a while. She was very quiet. Just like in the book. She was looking at something in the other corner of cafeteria.
I still don't believe I haven't figured out who she was looking as soon as I walked into the cafeteria.
"Who are they?" She asked Jessica.
I turned my head so fast I could have broken my neck. I stopped breathing.
They sat there, in the same room where I was. They were all incredibly stunning and it was almost painful to look at them. My eyes flew across the beautiful, familiar faces of Emmett, Rosalie, Alice and Jasper and then reached Edward. I just couldn't catch my breath. He was there, real, sitting, not talking to anyone. His absolute beauty caught me off guard. But more than by his perfection I was shocked by this one sentence that kept going through my mind, He was there.
I saw Alice get up and walk away with her tray with a quick, graceful lope.
"That's Edward and Emmett Cullen, and Rosalie and Jasper Hale. The one who left was Alice Cullen; they all live together with Dr. Cullen and his wife." I heard Jessica say this under her breath.
Edward was looking at his tray now, picking a bagel to pieces. I couldn't take my eyes of him.
"They are… very nice-looking," Bella said.
"Yes!" Jessica agreed with a giggle. "They're all together though — Emmett and Rosalie, and Jasper and Alice, I mean. And they live together." She said with a voice that held her clear unapproval.
"Which ones are the Cullens?" Bella asked. "They don't look related…"
"Oh, they're not. Dr. Cullen is really young, in his twenties or early thirties. They're all adopted. The Hales are brother and sister, twins — the blondes — and they're foster children." Jessica sounded normal, but I knew she was fuming inside. I mouthed 'bitch' under my breath, and I was positive no one heard me. What a pretender.
"They look a little old for foster children."
"They are now, Jasper and Rosalie are both eighteen, but they've been with Mrs. Cullen since they were eight. She's their aunt or something like that."
"That's really nice — for them to take care of all those kids like that, when they're so young and everything."
"I guess so." Jessica admitted reluctantly. "I think that Mrs. Cullen can't have any kids, though."
I didn't know why, but this infuriated me. So WHAT? I was boiling with rage at Jessica and I didn't even know why. For a moment I actually wished she could say that in front of Rosalie. Now that would be a scene that would contain some mature content. Like, for example, lots of blood…
"Have they always lived in Forks?" Bella asked.
It felt really spooky to listen to this conversation, since I already knew every line they were about to say.
"No, they just moved down two years ago from somewhere in Alaska." Jessica replied.
Edward now raised his head and it seemed that he was looking at Bella.
"Which one is the boy with the reddish brown hair?" I mumbled so that no one could hear me. One second later…
"Which one is the boy with the reddish brown hair?" Bella asked.
Edward's eyes flickered to me and I almost passed out as I met his gaze. Maybe he heard me, I thought. I didn't really care, though. I was too busy looking at his beautiful eyes. I suddenly wondered if he could read my mind. He would probably think I'm a complete lunatic.
"That's Edward. He's gorgeous, of course, but don't waste your time. He doesn't date. Apparently none of the girls here are good-looking enough for him." Jessica sniffed. I raised an eyebrow at her. At least you aren't molesting him with your thoughts anymore.
The girl was starting to annoy me even more with her possessive attitude.
I saw Edward smile at Jessica's words. He wasn't looking in our direction anymore.
After a few minutes the Cullen's left the cafeteria.
"The three of us have Biology now together, right?" Angela said looking at me and Bella.
I didn't know what freaked me out more; the fact I knew exactly what was going to happen next or the fact things changed because I was here.
We left cafeteria, too, and we were about to enter the Biology class. This is going to be interesting.