EPOV
As I walked towards my third class I tried to drown out the squeals of girls as I walked past them.
"Hey Edward," said Tanya, the only one, besides Lauren, with enough guts to talk to me. I smiled weakly and practically ran into my English class. After dodging a few more girls I headed to my normal seat in the back row.
"Dude, have you seen the new girl?" Tyler asked.
"No," I replied.
"Some of the guys are saying she is the hottest thing ever to come to S.B.A," he continued. After this I started to wonder how long it would take for me and her to go out.
"Okay, its Friday, so you can just read," the teacher said after the tardy bell rang. I was pretending to be interested in my book when there was a knock on the door; instinctively everyone's head picked up. The teacher gave us a look which meant get back to work, but we all stared at the door waiting to see who was on the other side.
"Come in," the teacher called. For a minute it seemed like nobody was there, but then the door opened and in walked the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. She gracefully walked over to the teacher's desk and talked so quietly I couldn't hear, but I could hear the teacher.
"Well, you're late on your first day," the teacher grimaced.
"I had trouble finding the classroom," the girl said. The teacher nodded and then pointed towards the only empty desk beside me. I quickly turned to my right.
"That must be the new girl you were talking about!" I whispered to Tyler.
"Yep!" he said staring at the girl.
"Mr. Cullen, no talking," Ms. Clark shouted at me. I just nodded and pretended to get back into reading my book. As soon as the teacher went back to grading I put the book down and turned to look at the new girl. She was wearing a jean skirt, a blue tank top with a white bow in her hair and white ballet flats. Her dark brown hair and her brown eyes stood out against her pale skin; she was gorgeous.
"Hello." I said, smiling at her. She looked up from her book – Wuthering Heights – and smiled at me. I was waiting for her to say something, but she turned her head back down to her book.
"I heard you say you had a hard time finding the class, would you like me to help you find your way around?" I said, but before she could even lift up her head the bell rang. I watched as she gracefully walked out of the room. It was almost as if she danced when she walked. She was surprisingly interesting, at S.B.A girls don't read and if they do it's not Wuthering Heights. She didn't jump at the opportunity to talk to me like other girls and she looked beautiful not hot. I had to find out more about this mysterious girl.
I headed towards my next class, Science which I had with Rosalie, Jasper, and Emmett. I wondered if any of them had met the new girl. Stop being stupid, she's just another girl.
BPOV
"You'll be fine." my dad said trying to comfort me. I just nodded not wanting to talk to my dad."It's just like regular school, except you live on campus," he said. Oh, like that helps!"Bye, Bells," he said as I stepped out of the car.
I just slammed the car door, but not before hearing him sigh. I got my bags out of the trunk and headed towards my dorm room. I looked around myself and realized my dad was totally wrong; this was not like a regular school at all. I saw a bunch of shops, a mall, two baseball fields, two football fields, four basketball courts, two soccer fields, three gyms, six dorm buildings, the dance studio, the eighteen school buildings, four tennis courts, and three swimming pools. I laughed as I headed to my dorm and was glad that I was given a room all to myself. I quickly unpacked my belongings and then realized that I only had twenty minutes left before my first class. I headed to the front office to grab my schedule and get my books.
"Hi, I'm Isabella Swan. I'm new here," I said to the lady at the front office, Ms. Cope.
"Yes, here's your schedule and your books," she smiled, pointing to a stack. I quickly grabbed it and read the schedule which had my locker information on it. I only had three classes because I had been in the advanced class back in Italy, so I grabbed my stuff for my first two classes and headed off to English. The bell rang and I was completely lost. I stumbled down the hallways as the tardy bell rang; after another ten minutes of trying to find the class I almost gave up, but when I looked up from my map there was the English room. I quickly knocked on the door, not wanting to interrupt the teacher.
"Come in." a voice called, I guessed it to belong to Ms. Clark. I stood there for a minute and finally opened the door. I looked around the small classroom only to notice that everyone was staring at me. I walked over to the teacher's desk.
"I'm Bella, this is my first day." I whispered.
"Well, you're late on your first day." she scolded.
"I had trouble finding the classroom," I spoke up defending myself. She nodded and then pointed to the only open seat next to a handsome boy. His disarrayed, bronze hair made those green eyes sparkle, and fair skin shine. He was wearing a black basketball jersey and black basketball shorts that matched. I quickly walked over to the desk and began reading Wuthering Heights, again. After a few minutes of reading the boy spoke.
"Hello." he whispered, smiling a beautiful crooked smile. I couldn't help it, I blushed. I knew better to than to make friends, so I just looked up and smiled.
"I heard you say you had a hard time finding the class, would you like me to help you find your way around?" he asked. He didn't know how much I wanted to have him show me around the school, but before I had to make further contact the bell rang. I quickly shoved my books into my bag and left the classroom; heading towards one of the gyms.
As I changed into my gym clothes I couldn't get the bronze haired boy out of my mind. I was pretty sure his name was Edward, but I didn't want to feel stupid if that wasn't it. I walked out of the locker room to find out we were playing basketball. YES! I loved basketball and I rarely had time to play anymore. The class was told it was optional, so all of the girls sat down except for me. The guys stared at me as I walked onto the court and whispered to their friends.
"The new girl's hot," one said, looking me up and down.
"She's actually going to play?" one asked appalled. I just chuckled and looked at both sides of the court.
"We need one more," a boy called from the left side of the court. I smiled and walked over to him. Just as the game was about to start a girl came running up to me.
"Hi, I'm Alice Cullen. You're not going to play basketball are you?"
"Yes I am why is there a problem with that?" I asked confused.
"Just wondering," she said, as a smile appeared on her lips. I watched as she skipped back to the bleachers and then turned my attention back to the court. Before the period was over I had made twenty-five shots.
"Wow, new girl can play," a guy whispered to his friend. I quickly headed to the locker rooms to shower and change, so I could get to lunch early. I tried to find the cafeteria, but soon realized that there wasn't one, just a bunch of restaurants arranged into a huge, half circle with tables in the middle. I decided on a small diner. I got a hamburger and fries and then headed to a table. I looked around and noticed that students were finally starting to arrive. After about ten minutes five kids sat down at the table with me. I quickly recognized one to be Alice and another as the bronze haired boy.
"Hi," said Alice. I just nodded not wanting to be rude, but not wanting to create friendships either.
"This is my boyfriend Jasper, his sister Rosalie, her boyfriend and my brother Emmett, and my other brother Edward," she said gesturing to each one. I was right his name was Edward.
"Well aren't you going to tell us your name?" Alice asked, picking up her burger. I sighed, what harm could it do to tell them my name.
"Isabella, but please call me Bella." Alice nodded seeming to take in the new information and then Edward spoke.
"I heard you put on quite a performance in gym," he said, smiling.
"She did. She's great at basketball," Alice said. I just smiled not knowing what to say. I then noticed that Edward, Jasper, and Emmett were wearing basketball jerseys. Great, Alice was telling basketball players that I played.
"She might be better than you, Edward!" Alice added.
"Like she could be better than the captain of S.B.A Bulls," he scoffed. I then noticed how everyone was staring at the table and whispering about the Cullen's, they must be popular I thought. Just as I was about to take another bite of my burger it was snatched out of my hand.
"What are you eating?" Fred asked disgusted.
"Lunch!" I said, annoyed.
"You have to stay thin!" he said grabbing my tray of food and throwing it away.
"Whatever," I said rolling my eyes.
"Practice starts at 3:15, don't be late," he said walking towards the salad bar.
"Are you on a team?" Edward asked, curiously.
"No," I said, my hand forming fists. Now they were asking questions, I knew I should have left when they sat down.
"Individual sport?" he asked.
"I guess you could call it that," I sighed. He raised an eyebrow.
"Care to share?" he asked, interested.
"Nope," I said, smiling. Everyone's mouth dropped open and I just headed to my next class, photography. I grabbed my camera out of my locker and headed towards the room. I noticed that there were only three desks in the class and guessed it was a small group. I was right, unfortunately; one desk was the teacher's and the other was Edward Cullen's. Today we were assigned to take pictures of each other, so Edward and I reluctantly headed outside to take pictures.
"Ladies first," Edward said sitting down on the bench. I rudely told him how to pose and took a few pictures. Then, it was Edward's turn. A smile twitched at the corner of his lips as he led me to an open field and told me how to pose. I wanted to get a good grade, so I tried to be tolerable until he went to take his last picture.
"No," I said, coldly.
"Come on Bella," he whined, "I've been in this class by myself for forever and now I have an aggressive model." I wondered why he was in this class anyway; he didn't seem like the photography type. I reluctantly let him take his last picture and then we headed back to the classroom.
"You have three days to pick the best picture, edit it, and then print it out," Ms. Metts explained. We nodded and headed out of the classroom. I stormed away from Edward and opened my locker. I grabbed my book bag and stuffed my camera in it. Since that was the only class I had "homework" in I then slammed my locker shut and headed towards my dorm room.
EPOV
"Isabella, but I go by Bella," she sighed. I tried to fight my smile; it was a beautiful name. I then remember what my friend Ryan told me.
"I heard you put on quite a performance in gym," I smiled. Ryan had told me that she had made twenty-five shots in basketball and was better than some of the guys on the team.
"She did. She's great at basketball," Alice said. I was mad at Alice for not letting Bella answer; I wanted to her melodic voice.
"She might be better than you, Edward," Alice added. The laughter I was hiding instantly stopped and I froze for a second, but quickly recovered.
"Like she could be better than the captain of the S.B.A Bulls," I scoffed, trying to sound confident. After a few minutes a guy came up and snatched the burger right out of Bella's hand.
"What are you eating?" he asked disgusted.
"Lunch!" she said, like she was talking to a retard.
"You have to stay thin," he said throwing her food away. I instantly become angry, was he calling her fat?
"Whatever," Bella said, rolling her eyes. I was glad to see his comment didn't affect her like it would Rosalie.
"Practice starts at 3:15, don't be late," he said walking off. I smiled, so she played some type of sport.
"Are you on a team?" I asked, interested. I don't know why, but I wanted to know everything about her.
"No," she said, coldly. Okay, so she wasn't a team person.
"Individual sport?" I asked, desperately wanting to know.
"I guess you could call it that," she sighed. I raised an eyebrow, what did she mean by that?
"Care to share?" I asked, slightly annoyed that it was taking this long to find out.
"Nope," she smiled. Everyone's mouth, including mine, dropped open and we stared after her.
"Isn't she something?" Emmett asked, shaking his head. He must have whispered something else to Rosalie because she hit him on the back of the head. I drowned out their conversation and threw out my untouched lunch. I was going to be starving later, but I just couldn't eat right now. I got up calling my goodbye's over my shoulder heading to my photography class.