Whew. Hola. :) This is my first Twilight fic. I hope you'll like it. :)

Summary: No one has ever heard of Isabella Swan, the braniac and clumsy brunette from Forks High—well, that is until she started out a controversial blog, just as the Cullens appeared. All human. ExB

Standard disclaimer applied.

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Title: Caught in the Act
Chapter 1: Introductions
Author: Contrariwise :)

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I sighed for the umpteenth time this day. I felt my temples, knowing that a splitting headache is on its way. If this continues, I'll surely end up being stuck inside the school infirmary again for the rest of the afternoon. While I wasn't particularly averse in spending some quality time with the school nurse—I was more like a regular customer of her shabby clinic—I'm afraid that wouldn't be a very good idea. She, as well as Ms. Cope, had already grown bored of the manifestations of my lack of equilibrium and I know they will be more than willing to accommodate me this afternoon.

But for once, I wouldn't want that.

Well, at least not now that a new set of newcomers graced all of us with their magnificent presence in our small-town, never-heard of, high school.

If I hadn't heard from Angela herself (I heard from Charlie last night, but he never really went on the details. Angela, on the other hand, did), I wouldn't believe that a family of models (or so that is how they appeared to me) would want to spend the rest of their high school life in a place like Forks. No one in the right mind would choose this stinky town for a place to stay. Well… The same does not apply to me though, for I sent myself here, attesting the fact that I was never one with a right mind...

Plus the fact that I would want to make my Mom and her new husband happy. Plus the fact that I would want to take care of my Dad who can't seem to cook for his own survival. But still, Forks is still Forks.

It's quite inarguable that no one really wants to stay and be left behind in this particular part of Washington. Every student merely wants to graduate high school to be able to leave for college in the farthest possible state—probably were they can get a decent dose of sunshine. Forks isn't really a place one would want to be—well, except for me. Forks is definitely not a place for someone's productive health, physically and mentally.

That's why transferees were such an absolutely rare occurrence. Every student practically met each other since kindergarten, and their parents and their aunts all the way to their distant relatives knew each other with minimal effort. It doesn't help when the town's population was below five thousand. It's not quite easy to blend in if you're a new kid.

I would know.

I was once a "new kid."

I've been in Forks for a year now (I transferred when I was a freshman), but the friends that I had acquired during my first days in Forks High had easily evaporated into thin air. Except for Angela Webber of course. A lot had changed since I exiled myself in this town. In my first day here, everyone knew my name. Everyone wanted to talk to me and when I joined Jessica and her friends in lunch, the cafeteria table was overflowing. They found me interesting and I had to talk for an entire hour. But that changed. Now, people only regard me as "the chief's daughter" or "the geek." None of the traits they found adorable and unique last year seemed suitable to me, or at least that's what Jessica and Lauren thought. After the clamor of my arrival died down, after the shiny object became yesterday's news, after witnessing my abnormal klutziness and my inhuman academic prowess first hand, no one ever bothered to talk to me, to talk about me.

Well, I wasn't the one to complain—the limelight was definitely not a healthy place to be.

With that , I feel bad for the Cullens.

I heard Angela sigh beside me in our usual cafeteria table, effectively snapping me out of my musings.

"Seriously, Bella, I'm having a déjá vu right now," she said, leaning her head on my shoulders.

I frowned. "I didn't create this big of a ruckus when I transferred," I pointed out, shuddering at the memory.

Angela shook her head, giggling. "You did."

I stabbed my fork on my plate, murdering the lasagna I was eating for lunch. I lifted my eyes slowly, sparing another glance at the Cullen table. Great. Three hours of being here and they already have a table for themselves, the table. Even I never had a table of my own during my first day. I let my gaze linger at the wall on the top of their heads, not really paying much attention to the transferees. They're suffering a great deal already, just like what I experienced on my first day—which brings us back to our topic...

"Bella, you almost had the same welcome as they had, and they're five," Angela added playfully, taking a bite of her sandwich.

If I hadn't known Angela for a year now, I would think that she is purposely tormenting my already damned soul by bringing up such a taboo in our conversation. She knew how I hated that particular time of my life. But since she's the only friend that really stuck with me after everything, I just chuckled with her.

As the soft laugh escaped my lips, a head from the transferees' table turned to our direction, my gaze automatically falling into the most beautiful green eyes I've ever seen. I knew Angela was never one to exaggerate things, that was why I was torn between believing her inhuman descriptions about the Cullens or not. She mentioned them being incredibly gorgeous. Angela was never one to use the word 'gorgeous,' let alone to couple it with such an adverb. I was sort of worried that she must've hit her head on her way to the cafeteria but now I knew she's perfectly fine.

She's right.

I can stare at his emerald orbs all day.

"Bella…" Angela poked me absentmindedly. "I was just kidding you know."

"Which one is the boy with the reddish brown hair again, Angela?" I asked, unable to turn away from his face. I was able to witness the great depth of those beautiful orbs in the full second we stared at each other before he reluctantly turned to the other side, hiding his face from me. Or probably from everyone else.

Angela shrugged. "Ed… Edwin? I think."

I nodded, dazed, before the first warning bell rang.

"Good luck with Mr. Banner, Bella," Angela teased before she dragged me to the exit, my eyes never leaving the angel that piqued my otherwise elusive interest. I was only vaguely aware of the way Angela never ceased to gush about how good I was in Biology back when we were freshmen, landing me a slot in Advance Biology this year—which is exactly my class just right after lunch.

I thanked Angela for walking with me along the Biology hallway before I entered our classroom, taking my usual seat. Advance Biology was never that popular amongst the student body, thus, no one will really take it unless it's their last resort—which explains the reason why we're only nine in this class. For once, I am overjoyed at the smallness of our class list for I was able to have a table all for myself. We were partnered in lab but Mr. Banner wouldn't want anyone to be my partner. He knew I would survive on my own; I aced his Biology class last year. And since the students in this class weren't evened out, I obliged. I spread my books on table and cupped my cheek, waiting for our teacher to arrive.

I spared the class a bored glance, seeing Eric, who used to be a close friend of mine before, chatting animatedly with Ben. I rolled my eyes upon spotting that small guy reading yet another comic book. Angela's been crushing on him even before I transferred here but the boy expressed everything but interest in her.

Oh well, at least I would be able to placate Angela's frustrations by telling her later on that Ben never really paid much attention to anyone but his comic books. Yes, that will make her happy at least. I was so absorbed on speculating what on earth my best friend saw in that small guy when someone blocked my line of sight.

"Excuse me," said a velvety voice, making me drool instantly. "I was asking you if this seat is taken."

My mouth fell with a 'pop' as I stared at his deep eyes again, dazed.

He blinked, waiting for my answer. The seconds stretched as my gaze fell on his perfect face, marvelling it. I still have to give him a decent answer but my brain shut dead that same instant. He blinked at my lack of response before he tilted his head, a hint of impatience crossing his features.

"Hi," I greeted meekly—pathetically.

He raised a fine brow.

What? Oh, yeah, he asked a question. I tore my eyes from his piercing gaze and eyed the seat beside me, a lot of things running in my mind. First, I would be his seatmate from now on. Second, I will be his labmate for the rest of the school year. And lastly, I wasn't sure if I will be able to get over of the fact that he's beyond hot. I can't help but to grin. "Um, no. The seat's vacant, Edwin."

His eyes appeared distant for a fraction of a second before his fine lips curled, as if trying to suppress a chuckle before he took a seat. "Thank you," he smiled.

Oh. God. How can this person dazzle me easily like that?

Then, he slowly turned to me, now a crooked smile grazing his lips. "And it's Edward, not Edwin."

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Caught in the Act by twilight
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
Post Title: First Impressions

Hello, hello, my friends; because, well, we all became friends at some point in our lives, right? Forks does that...

-with a few exceptions, that is.

Of course, we are aware by now of the fact that there were a few additions in our student body this year. And as we are all wondering why they arrived just now, and why they just did in this dainty town of ours, well, I guess we should just go on with our lives.

NOT.

Tee-hee. Aren't you all excited about them? It's not like we have new faces to talk about each year... And it's not like we don't know practically everything about each other like the back of our hands so let's talk about our newcomers for a change.

God, did you saw the new and shiny and gorgeous Volvo parked this morning? Talk about rich.

I knew no one was able to miss the huge commotion created by that ride this morning. The entire male population ogled at it as girls waited for the newcomers to come out. No one (including yours truly) bothered to attend their classes when the warning bell rang. Our dearest Principal even took drastic measures to break the mob and after doing so, five unbelievably beautiful people emerged from that sexy car. Even I, twilight, fought the urge to blink. I've never seen such gorgeous people, what can you say?

Let's break it down.

The Cullens, headed by our newest town doctor and his wife, moved two days ago from Alaska to our humble town. Well, not really in town since they bought that huge, abandoned (yet grand) mansion a couple of miles from the outskirts of Forks but their adoptive sons and daughters would be attending Forks High so you get the picture. Since then, everyone's been talking about them. In fact, a dozen of allegedly sick girls were lined up all day at the unusually full hospital on Dr. Carlisle's first day of work. Hmm...

Anyways, I'll tell you what I think about the Cullen siblings as I saw them in flesh today in school.

The Hales.

Rosalie Hale: This blond beauty effectively crippled every girls' (and a few males'... talk about eeeew) ego when she stepped out donned in a white sun dress that effectively accentuated all her perfect curves. Is it legal to be that hot? And as much as I would want to worship on her shoes (for she is, undoubtedly, a goddess), I wouldn't. Did you see how she glared? Tsk tsk. Probable homecoming queen just killed it. Well, at least it's now back for grabs... to righteous people, agree? We'll call her Ice Queen from now on.

Jasper Hale: I know he's supposed to be related to Ice Queen but I don't see the resemblance. Except for the hair, duh. Do you smell something fishy? Tell me about it. Also, there's something creepy about this guy. Even I felt anxious while watching him from the Cullen table. Oh well, Snobbish Blonde and Ice Queen are seniors, so better not mess up with them, little people, alright?

The Cullens (Cullens? But they aren't the doctor's, right? I wonder why they have the same surname).

Emmett Cullen: Okay. Isn't he too old to be a high school student? Ugh, he is one person I will never be caught talking about. Those muscles are far too intimidating. I guess you feel the same way about Big Bear too. Besides, he and Ice Queen seemed close, way too close.

Alice Cullen: She just confirms my theory. The Hales looked so much different from each other that Ice Queen and Big Bear will never pass as someone related to each other. And now you're telling me that Big Bear and Gothic Pixie are related too? The stark contrast is obvious. It makes me wonder... I like her hair, though. Spiky.

Edward Cullen: Ah, he seemed fine from a far, especially when he gracefully emerged from the Volvo's driver seat. He seemed fine when I caught a glimpse of him on my way to the Math building. He seemed fine in the cafeteria as he, along with his siblings, turned their heads away from everyone else. And then I just have to see him bullying someone from his Biology class. Bullying, I tell you. Bullying a girl. What a shame. With that, he earns the name The Jerk. Yes, girls, he is. Sniff.

Well, it seems like our newcomers made some first impressions to yours truly.

What do you think?

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Posted by: twilight at 4:16 PM. 12 comments

November 04, 2008, 4:20 PM
BlondesRule said...

Yes, twilight, I agree on what you said about Ice Queen (see, I'm using the names you provided now because I am totally in love with your blog :)). She seems to have everything but a nice attitude. She glared at me too. Like, who does she think she is?

Aw, but The Jerk seemed to be FINE to me. He is. Care to tell me about this Biology incident?

November 04, 2008, 4:21 PM
twilight replied to BlondesRule...

Well, no one's perfect. But I have to disagree on your assessment on The Jerk. He totally embarrassed a girl in his Biology class—all because she got his name wrong. Whatever happened to making good first impressions?

November 04, 2008, 4:22 PM
BlondesRule replied to twilight...

He did? Well, I wish I was that girl. At least we're on the same class. I still find him sexy.

November 04, 2008, 4:22 PM
twilight replied to BlondesRule...

Spare me the details, okay?

November 04, 2008, 4:22 PM
Homecoming Queen said...

Well, I will be the Homecoming Queen. I've worked on it since forever and I will not let that Ice Queen take it from me. She talks shit. And Gothic Pixie sure scares the hell out of me. I don't like her.

But the boys are hot. Snobbish Blonde especially. ;)

November 04, 2008, 4:23 PM
iAmHotstuFF said...

The Cullens again, huh? When will people stop talking about them?

November 04, 2008, 4:23 PM
twilight replied to iAmHotstuFF...

I don't know. But I hope it won't be anytime soon. They hate the attention obviously. Just like me, though that's beyond my point. I enjoy making fun of them and making them the center of attention because they simply hate that. They think they're so superior, especially The Jerk. I have to teach him some manners.

November 04, 2008, 4:24 PM
iAmHotstuFF replied to twilight...

Wow. Actually, you're the first one who admitted how annoying those Cullens are. And I have an impression that you're a girl so...

We can be friends, you know.

And then... probably prom?

November 04, 2008, 4:24 PM
twilight replied to iAmHotstuFF...

Hmm... My identity (and gender) for now will be kept secret. I wouldn't want people judging my blog by its author, rather than its content. You'll see why.

But I'm going to Seattle on that date so...

November 04, 2008, 4:25 PM
simplegirl said...

The Cullens seem to be nice. I think.

November 04, 2008, 4:26 PM
twilight replied to simplegirl...

Well, if you say so.

November 04, 2008, 4:30 PM

Vampire said...
You seem to be so perceptive about the Cullens. Based from a personal experience, I suppose?

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Tell me what you think, okay? Love you all. :)