"Okay, I've been here for two weeks now and I still have no idea how the social system in this school works!"

Rosalie's frustration broke through my thoughts, thoughts that would ultimately end up giving me a killer headache, and caused a slight smile to cross my lips. I had cut Rosalie's twin brother Jasper down from the flag pole on their first day of school, and got the local biker gang off his back, it's not that Jasper was a weak guy he was far from it he was well built, tall and didn't take any shit, a trait that runs in the family, but being jumped by twenty bikers tends to overpower the strongest guys.

"There's really not much to it" I began explaining "You have the LPR's, the La Push roaders, the local biker gang." I said pointing in the direction of a heavily tattooed leather clad group. "Next you have the 09ers, they all live in prodigious 09 district, the richest part of town, all of their parents are multi millionaires and also happen to be the most obnoxious group of people to grace the face of the earth." I could tell from the look on Rose's face that she wanted more details about the 09ers, who wouldn't. "That's Tyler Crowley his dad is a basketball coach and a former NBA star, and Tyler's pretty much following in his father's footsteps. Next you have James Kane his dad is the founder of Kane software where video streaming was invented and perfected. And then you have Edward Cullen, his parents are movie stars earning around $20million a picture, every school has to have an obligatory, psychotic jackass he's ours. Then there's everyone else." I finished

"Wow, just three groups, that's it?" Jasper questioned disbelieving.

"That's Forks, the town with no middle class."

"You seem to know a lot about the 09ers" Rosalie said eyeing me.

I breathed a sigh of relief, explaining how I knew so much about the 09ers was not a conversation I was ready to have, with anyone.

"Bella, you coming?" Rosalie asked breaking my train of thought once again.

Reluctantly I got up, up until this morning I would have had a free period right now, and I would not be making my way to the journalism room, a class that was filled mainly with 09ers. Although I had prepared myself for the onslaught of 09ers I was not prepared for Edward and James, Nothing screams awkward like being in the same room as your ex-boyfriend and the biggest jackass known to man who incidentally hates your guts and happens to be said ex-boyfriends best friend, Oh yeah this is going to be fun.

"Hi, can I help you?" Ms. Dent the journalism, and newest addition to the Forks High faculty, teacher asked.

"Um… Yeah I'm Bella Swan; the counsellor stuck me in here. She says I'm disconnected and passionless."

"Oh right, I've been expecting you, I read your file I understand you quite good at photography?"

"Um, yeah, I guess."

"Well in that case I figured we could start you out doing the photographs for a couple of stories and see where we go from there" she concluded pulling a small digital camera from a cupboard.

"I hope you don't mind but I'd much prefer to use my own" I said pulling my Nikon D70 from my messenger and giving her the details.

"And you can use the flash when its dark" she laughed realising I knew more about photography than she did, "it shouldn't be a problem what ever you feel comfortable using." She finished with a smile

"Great" I could see that that we were going to get along fine, a rarity for me in this school.

Rosalie motioned me over to the empty seat on her table.

"Hey Ali" I said dropping into the spear seat.

"Hey Bell, so since when have you been passionless, I distinctly remember you hating the 09ers with great deal of passion" She laughed.

"Aw Al, you know I don't hate you." I replied smiling sweetly.

Alice Brandon, or Ali or Al, as she liked to be called, the 09er who wasn't.

"Hey, just because I live in the 09, doesn't mean I am one" She replied poking her tongue out at me, causing the three of us to laugh.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here, so Belly, tell me did you join journalism just to be closer to James?"

I flinched at James's name, and turned to face my tormentor.

"No, Edward, I did it to be closer to you." I replied.

Edward leaned forward, his face inches from mine.

"Yeah, don't you wish you were? So close that I would make you squirm with pleasure. So close that I can feel how wet I make you. So close that I could make you scream…"

As soon as those words left his lips I shuddered in fear at the memory they brought to the surface, one look at his face and I knew he had taken my reaction the wrong way. Seeing his smirk I shot up from my seat.

"You know what Cullen; you are one perverted and sadistic bastard"

"Yeah, that coming from the most desperate slut in town, tell how many pictures have you sent James of your naked tramp ass this week?" He yelled back at me, standing from his seat.

"You fucking…" I Began.

"Miss Swan, Mr Cullen" Principle Clemmons interrupted, "I understand I will be seeing the pair of you in detention" he continued, causing the pair of us to drop into our seats glaring at each other.

I sat with my elbows on the desk and my head in my hands, in an attempt to calm myself down and prevent the images that were pressing their way to the front of my mind, and the tears that would most defiantly follow them. Suddenly I felt the claustrophobia set in, I couldn't breathe, I had to get out of the class room. I bolted from my chair and out of the door, as soon as I entered the corridor I felt the instant relief, resting my head against a locker, I closed my eyes and slowed my breathing, calming myself down.

"Hey, Bells you ok?" I heard Alice ask from beside me.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I can't go back in there though"

"That's what I thought" She replied, holding my bag up to me, "Let's get out of here."

"What would I do without you?" I smiled.

"Shrivel and die, or become the world biggest bitch" She joked.

"I think I'll go with the latter" I laughed, "So? Italian?"

"How about take-out, I need a favour" She continued, as we made our way from the building, heading towards our cars.

"Ah, so this is bribery" I accused grinning.

"Yeah, sort of" She laughed, "actually, I need two favours, one your not gonna like so much."

"Alright, hit me, what do you need?" I asked.

"Well, one's kind of the standard favour I would ask of you. Ok, so a couple of days ago I found this letter in my locker, and I found another one on my car at lunch, their not threatening or anything, really their kind of sweet and romantic and…" She began to gush.

"Er, Alice, the problem?" I interrupted.

"Right, well anyway, do you think you could find out who's sending them, I mean I don't want to find out if this guys psycho-stalker the hard way, you know what I mean?"

"Yeah, sure, I mean of course I'll look into it and I'll let you know when I find anything." I assured her.

"Thanks Bell, what would I do without my super-sleuth best friend?"

"Get attacked by psycho-stalkers" I joked, "So, what's the other favour?"

"Well, the thing is, I kind of have this photography project, and… um… I was kind of hoping you would… maybe model for me?"

I stopped looking at her with my eyebrows raised, as I to ask, 'are you serious?'.

"Please, please, please, Bella, please. I…I…I'll do computer hacking anything computer related, anytime you need, no questions, no complaining, please?"

"Alright, fine, when do you need me?" I sighed in defeat. Who could resist that kind of offer? My dad's a P.I. and I work for him, on paper I'm the receptionist, but I do a little sleuthing on sleuthing on the side. So when someone with Alice's computer skills makes that kind of offer you don't say no, no matter the cost.

"Oh, yay, thank you Bella" She squealed hugging me.