Secrets

Hello fanfiction world! This is my first fanfiction so be nice please. All rights go to Stephenie Meyer, She is truly great. Writing has always had a calling for me. I have always listened in English class and I have been the first one down with a 200-word essay. (I chuckle to myself) Just a normal Teenager though. Hope you like it!

Summary: The last thing I see is his beautiful face before darkness consumes me.

Bellas POV:

My first day of Forks High, wonderful. I mean, don't get me wrong the mountains is beautiful and everyone seems nice. But, everything is perfect. Nothing can be THIS perfect…. Can it?

"Bella, I'm going to work. Have a nice day sweetheart." Charlie said shaking me out of my rambling mind.

"Thanks Ch—Dad. Have a good day at work. Kick some butt." I smiled a big smile hoping he wouldn't see through it. Of course he did, he smiled back. I waited for the door to close before I started to get ready. I pulled on a purple tight-shirt that doesn't show a lot of cleavage but just enough, and skinny jeans. I looked down at my converse, with a sigh I pulled them on and grabbed my car keys.

I pulled up to Forks High School's parking lot, and everyone starred at my old Chevy 1969 truck. Hey, don't blame me it's a classic. I braced myself when I walked into my first class, Biology. I always liked Biology back in Arizona.

"Ms. Isabella Swan, come in. Welcome to Forks High School. You're seat is going to be beside Mr. Emmett Cullen." He pointed me to the back seat beside Emmett. Oh my god, this HAS to be the hottest person I have seen. His blue eyes was the purest blue, his hair looks so soft. I want to run my fingers through his black locks. My eyes move down to his lips. I almost pass out right then and there. His body is just as perfect, his simple white tee strains over his biceps and my eyes move back to his face and I blush because I'm caught looking at him. I position my eyes to the floor and slide into the seat next to him.

"Hello, I'm Emmett." His low husky voice rings out clear, I look up, and I clear my throat.

"Bella Swan." I smile "Nice to meet you Emmett."

"Bella means beautiful, did you know that?" He smiles back.

"Yes, I studied Latin in Arizona last year." I look down at my paper. I feel Emmett lean down.

"Bella suits you very well, Ms. Swan." The tardy bell rings before I have enough time to respond. I look at the board blushing furiously. Did he just say that? Or was I imagining things? I was defiantly imagining things. I mean, it isn't true. I'm defiantly not beautiful. No one back home thought I was beautiful. It must be small town syndrome; Or Emmett really does think I am beautiful. No that's not possible. It can't be.

Emmett's POV:

Another day at school, I wish summer break would hurry already. I had my head on my desk when I heard Mr. Banner speak about a new kid. I looked up when he said my name. My eyes landed on the new kid, she is so hot. I checked her out. Her chocolate brown hair was in waves down her back, my eyes trailed farther down to her pink puffy lips, I wish I could kiss them. My eyes trailed even farther down to her cleavage. Her curves were magnificent, and she had the type of legs that looked like they were going on for miles and miles. My eyes traveled back up to her eyes when she sat on the chair next to me.

"Hello, I'm Emmett." I said clearly, so she could remember my name.

"Bella Swan." Her perfect voice said quietly. It sounded like honey, her smile was perfect. "Nice to meet you Emmett."

"Did you know that Bella means beautiful?" I smile my charming smile right back at Bella.

"Yes, I studied Latin in Arizona last year." She looks down at her paper. I lean towards her and whisper in her ear.

"Bella suits you very well, Ms. Swan." I watch her reaction. A pink blush spreads across her face; her blush makes her even more beautiful. This girl IS going to be mine. I'll make sure of that. She is beautiful, sweet, smart, shy, which I kind of have a thing for shy girls. Angela and I dated for a couple of months last year. She kind of used me to get head cheerleader. However, I did not mind, yeah, of course it hurt like hell. But I realized I'm going to have to get used to that since I am the quarterback. I look up to Mr. Banner, he blabs endlessly, and finally the Bell rings making Bella jump a bit. She drops her books on the way out. I jog over to her and help her pick up her books. She keeps her head down. She mutters a thanks and fast walks out of the classroom before I can say you're welcome.

How do you like it so far? Not every chapter will be in different person's point of view. I just thought it was necessary for this chapter, to describe what each other looked like. Review please! Thank you fanfictioners.

~ Ashleigh