DISCLAIMER: All things TWILIGHT belong to Stephanie Meyer.. the characters, location, abilities, etc.. those are hers.. what I did with them? Well, thats all Laufeias ;)

Authors Note: This story starts around the end of New Moon. There are A LOT of changes to the story line from SM's books. Starting with ALL the Cullen's still attending Forks High.. So, please keep an open mind! Confused, or have any questions, PM me or leave a comment.

CH 1

'Another Start'

(( ANNALEIGH'S POV ))

I sat in my car, a silver Pontiac GT, with the windows up and the heaters forcefully blowing. I held my fingers up to the vent and let the air heat them.

I looked out through the windshield at the brick buildings in front of me. The sky was covered with dark gray clouds; any chance of seeing the sun today was very slim. I sighed sadly at the thought. When my dad had told me we were transferring from sunny San Diego, I had no idea it would be to a place as dreary as Northern, Washington. I looked at my hands, the tanned fingers spread widely under the heated air from the vents.

We had been living in Southern California for the past four years and after all the time I had spent on the beach I looked like the typical Californian Girl. My normal light brown hair had been bleached blonde by the sun, and my skin was tanned a glowing bronze.

I was used to being the new girl at school. My father was in the Military - The Coast Guard - and we were re-stationed every 2-4 years. I had learned that it was hard to make lasting friendships, let alone build any sort of romantic relationship. Because I was born while my father was already in the military, I had adjusted to this lifestyle as if it was natural. I had never had a boyfriend, or best friend for that matter. Normally it didn't bother me. I would just tell myself that I got to travel and see new places, and that usually made me feel better.

This was the last transfer I would have with my father. I was half way through my senior year of high school, and after I graduated I planned on moving away to college. I just had to make it through the next five months until graduation.

I moved my fingers from the heater vents and pulled on my gloves. When we had arrived at my aunts house in Forks I had not been prepared for the intense cold of their January weather. My dad would be living on base in Port Angeles, but my aunt had insisted that I take her spare bedroom. She said she wanted to spend some time with me since we were so close. She had laid the guilt trip on my father that she never got to see me since we moved so much. My dad always had a weak spot for his little sister, and caved easily. I was the first to admit that it was nice having a grown up mother-figure in the house again. I wasn't responsible for all the cooking and cleaning anymore. Since my mother had died I had assumed the role of care taker around the house. I hadn't minded; my father had done his best to raise a young teenager. I like to think that now, at the age of 17, that I had turned out alright.

I didn't drink, do drugs, steal, sneak out of the house.. Anything like that. I studied, did my home work, kept my room clean. My quiet, almost shy nature had been what made me stand out at my last high school.

I pulled my book bag from the seat next to me, and opened the car door. I shivered as I was hit forcefully by a gust of ice chilled air. I zipped up my thick winter coat, pulling the faux-fur lined hood over my head. Slinging my bag over my shoulder I shut the car door and made my way to the school building.

I passed under a sign that read FORKS HIGH, and dodged students as I walked down the busy hall way looking for the office. After retrieving my schedule I stepped back into the hall, my eyes keeping down on the paper in my hand as I read my first class: English with Mr. Coleman, room 230. As my eyes lifted to scan the door numbers searching for my destination I felt an arm wrap around my shoulders. I jumped at the unwelcome feeling, my eyes looking to my right to see a boy standing there with a grin on his lips. He held his hand out to me,

"Hi, I'm Eric.. Official President of the Welcoming Committee." I gingerly shook his hand, causing his grin to spread further. I pulled my hand back quickly.

"Um.. Hi." I said, pressing my lips in a firm smile. What a way to begin the day. My hopes of going through the rest of high school unnoticed clearly weren't going to work.

Another boy joined us, standing on my other, "Looks like we've got another Bella on our hands Eric.. I'm Mike,"

"Another Bella?" At least the people here were friendly.

"Yeah, she was our newbie last year.. We don't usually have new students, especially ones starting this late in the year. January? Not a great time to start a new school…" I let Mike ramble on as the three of us continued to walk down the hall. I folded my arms over my chest, silently cringing that Eric hadn't removed his arm from my shoulders the whole walk.

"Your classroom awaits you, my dear." Eric said, finally removing his arm from me.

"How did you know this was my room?" I asked

He just pointed to the schedule I had in my hands, laughed, and ran off down the hall with Mike. "See you at lunch New-Bella!"

I sighed at my new nick name and hoped it wouldn't stick.

I walked into the classroom and found Mr. Coleman at his desk. He looked up as I approached him.

"I'm Annaleigh.. The new student.. I have something you need to sign?"

While the teacher filled out my paper I looked around at the room that had filled up since I arrived. Everyone was talking to themselves, but a few kept glancing at me. I shifted awkwardly from foot to foot, then finally Mr. Coleman handed me back my papers. I found a seat near the back and waiting for class to end.

The day seemed to be dragging on. I had one more class before lunch - History. I had never been a fan of history and hoped that whoever Mrs. Butcher was that she would be easy.

I stood at her desk while she filled out my paper, but before I found my seat, she put a hand on my shoulder, stilling any further movements.

"Class.. We're starting a new assignment today. We'll be researching our ancestors. You can pick one of yours and then write a paper on them, which will be presented to the class at the end of the school year. But today, we're going to explore what we already know. So starting with our new student, we're going to introduce ourselves to the class and tell everyone what we know about our families." Mrs. Butcher smiled encouragingly at me. I raised my brow at her in question. I was used to being the new student, but not used to this kind of attention directed to me all at once.

I turned and faced the class, taking in a shaky breath. I gave a small half wave to the students. Everyone was silent waiting for me to speak.

"Hi, I'm Annaleigh Whitlock.." I began. Someone gasped loudly. I saw a gorgeous blonde in the back of the room with her hand over her mouth, her eyes fixed on the boy sitting in the row next to her. My eyes followed her line of sight. I took in the equally stunning blonde boy who sat rigidly in his chair. He looked very alert and uncomfortable at that moment.

"Miss Hale.. Is everything alright?" Mrs. Butcher asked the blonde.

The blonde just nodded slowly, her eyes never leaving the boy. Mrs. Butcher made a motion for me to continue.

"Um.. From what my dad has told me, my family originally comes from the south. We move around a lot, so I'm not sure exactly where in the south we're from.. My dad is in the military, and I know that a lot of my ancestors were as well.. I guess that's something I'll be looking into.."

My voice trailed off as Miss Hale and the blonde boy stood suddenly and made their way to the front of the room. The girl spoke quietly to Mrs. Butcher before quickly leaving the room, the boy silently following after her.

I found an empty seat and sat. I thought over what I had said and if maybe I had offended anyone. But, this Hale girl had a reaction when I had only just said my name. She didn't even know me. I had an uneasy feeling that I had made some kind of enemy already.

The bell sounded, and shook me out of the thoughts that had gathered in my head though out the class. I still couldn't shake the uneasy feeling I had had since I first took my seat. I gathered my things and was thankful that I could just sit in peace and eat my lunch.

As soon as I entered the cafeteria my Welcoming Committee bombarded me, Eric with his arm around my shoulders again.

"You have reservations at our table I believe, Miss New-Bella"

I shrunk back and turned away from his arm, keeping a smile on my face trying not to offend him. He didn't seem phased so I walked with him and Mike to their table - which was already full of people. They squeezed in another chair next to a brunette girl who was talking softly to someone next to her, and Eric.

I had a feeling I was going to have to find a way to shake the 'President' of his committee before he got the wrong idea about me.

Eric got into a discussion with some of the other boys at the table and the brunette turned to look at me. She was average looking, about my height and weight. Her skin was pale - just like everyone else's in forks. Her brown hair hung loosely past her shoulders, and her brown eyes met the smile she had on her lips.

"Don't let them get to you." She said.

"Who?"

"Mike and Eric.. They mean well, but I know they can be a little, well, intense some times.. I'm Bella." Realization hit me as she introduced herself.

"Ahh.. You're Bella."

She laughed softly, her genuine smile growing.

"I'm Annaleigh."

"I know," she shrugged, "There isn't much that goes un-noticed at this school. I'm sure everyone know who you were before your first class ended. That's how it was with me anyway."

As we talked I was surprised to hear that she wasn't a native to the Pacific North West. She looked like she fit in with everyone else perfectly. I found we had more in common than I would have thought I would have with anyone in this area. We both missed the sun terribly, though she said it had gotten easier with time.

The door to the cafeteria opened and our conversation died out as our eyes focused on the group of five abnormally gorgeous students walking in.

The blonde, Miss Hale, from my History class entered first. She glanced at our table quickly and the look she gave me matched the look she gave Bella equally.

"What did you do to get on her bad side?" I asked, feeling relieved that I wasn't the only one the blonde didn't like

"Who? Rosalie? Um.." Bella chewed on her lip as if thinking of an answer. "I'm not really sure." I frowned at Bella, feeling as though she wasn't being completely honest, but shrugged off the thought.

We looked back as the rest of the group passed us.

"That's Emmett - Rosalie's boyfriend." With a hushed voice, she pointed to the largest one in the group. I was sure I would have been intimidated by him if he wasn't looking at Bella grinning and making faces.

"You guys seem to get along."

Bella laughed, "Yeah, he's like a big teddy bear.. Next we have Alice and Jasper."

So the blonde boy from history was Jasper. He still looked uncomfortable and didn't even glance in our direction. Alice on the other hand, waved and smiled at Bella. The last to enter was a bronzed haired male, who gave Bella a slow, crooked smile.

"Who's that?" I asked

"That.." Bella sighed with a smile, "That is Edward." She trailed off, a dreamy look covering her eyes. I saw the same look in his eyes and made the connection between them.

"So you two are.. Together?" I asked, looking from Bella back to Edward.

"Mmhmm" She all but sighed, keeping her eyes on him. I shrugged indifferently at the thought. I could tell from the looks from the other girls at the table that he was probably considered the hottest guy at school, but I found that I wasn't attracted to him in the slightest. I looked back at him, almost squinting trying to see what would make Bella go into such a dazzled state, but I just couldn't see it.

His hair looked like a mess, I had always preferred the clean cut look. While his clothes were very stylish, and only emphasized what I assumed was a very well-defined physique underneath, the thin toned look just didn't do it for me.

I heard his laughter from across the room as he looked at me. He sat at his table. He said something quietly to the others at the table and they all turned to look at me. The one named Alice seemed amused and laughed as well.

I self-consciously brought a hand up to my hair, patting it down and checking to see if anything was out of place. This only seemed to draw more laughing from his direction. I frowned. I already had a bad start with the two blondes at their table, now everyone else had found a reason to make fun of me. I glared in their direction.

(( ROSALIE'S POV ))

I waited for Emmett to pull open the door to the cafeteria. I hated this part of my day; pushing my prop of food around my tray making it look as though I was eating the disgusting looking food before me. There were times I hated this life style: Pretending to be human just to keep our secret.

I placed an arm through Emmett's as we walked into the loud, student filled room. My fingers ran smooth lines up and down his sweater covered arm as my eyes scanned the room. I felt the smug pull of my lips as eyes from the young hormone filled boys in the room looked over my body. Their lust filled attention never ceased to send a thrill down my spine. I was the first to admit that I loved the way others looked at me. Especially after my change. I had always been considered the beautiful girl in before, but once immortality had filled my body, there wasn't a mirror that I didn't look in. I knew it was conceited, but, feeling beautiful made this un-chosen life for me seem just a little better.

I looked up at the man next to me.. His eyes glanced down and a smile tugged the corners of his lips. He was the other reason this life was bearable. I walked towards our table proudly, knowing that while the male students eyes were on me, the females were equally wandering over my mate.

My gaze stopped on the loudest table in the center of the room. I saw the new girl from my history class sitting and talking to Edward's Bella.

As soon as she had said her name, Annaleigh Whitlock, I had begun to panic. I had to get out of our classroom and speak to Jasper. There was no way that this girl could be of relation to him. Though we had kept up with the false pretenses that he and I were the Hale twins, his last name had in fact been Whitlock, and he was originally from the south.

I had noticed him stiffen as she spoke briefly about her ancestors. I had pulled us out of the class and we had moved swiftly down the empty halls and out into the parking lot. Jasper had mirrored the look I was sure was in my own eyes: I was scared. I was scared, for the first time in my immortal life - of a teenager! I feared that her research would uncover Jasper's history and some how link back to him. I didn't know what to do.

Now, seeing her sitting just a few feet from me I felt the panic rising in my chest. Jasper and I hadn't been able to tell the others what we had found out yet. I shot Annaleigh a glare, and heard her heartbeat quicken. Maybe I would be able to be a big enough bitch to her and get her to transfer out of our history class. I smirked, my eyes meeting Bella's briefly. I knew she was intimidated by me, so I was sure I could put the same fear into Annaleigh's mind.

When Edward finally joined us at our table, we all cast curious looks in his direction at his amusement. He quickly muttered the thoughts that Bella's new friend had had about him. I smirked a laugh at his bruised ego that there was finally a female human that could resist him.

"There are more important things in this world to focus on, other than the fact that there is one sane human girl in the world that doesn't find you attractive." I spoke with enough sound that only my siblings could hear me. Edward looked at me with an annoyed expression, a deep sigh leaving his lips.

"Rosalie, I'm not vain enough to believe that everyone who sees me falls instantly in love with me." My glare towards him deepened as he took an easy jab at my ego. I heard Emmett chuckling lowly beside me, and my hand resting on his leg tightened, my nails digging into his thigh. Though it didn't pain him, he felt my intent and ceased his laughter.

"That's not what I'm talking about.. That new girl might be Jasper's.." I frowned, trying to figure out what exactly Annaleigh would be towards Jasper. My eyes lifted to meet his across the table.

"She might be my great-great.. Something." Jasper was frowning at the table deep in thought, as if trying to put the pieces together.

"Great-Great-Great Granddaughter." Alice gasped from her seat next to Jasper.

"Well, fuck me." Emmett said with shock in his voice.

"This has never happened before." Edward said shaking his head, a worried line drawn between his brows.

"Score one for the Greek God over there." I rolled my eyes in his direction. "Clearly we haven't had to deal with this before. What if she finds out they're related? We're doing a research project on our ancestors in class; she's bound to come up with something." I couldn't keep the panic from my voice. I was truly worried about our secret being revealed. If Annaleigh was able to put two and two together we were screwed. Emmett's 'Fuck Me' words rang truer than ever.

"She'll find out." Alice said softly. Her eyes blank as she stared ahead, her lips parting with a gasp. "She.. She disappeared." Alice frowned as she came out of her daze. We all stared at her waiting for an explanation. She spoke with a quick hushed tone.

"She finds out that Jasper is her ancestor through her research. She'll confront him, and he wont be able to hide it from her. We'll all be exposed. She's smart.. She puts all the pieces together, and just as she decides to reveal us, she disappears."

"What do you mean, she disappears? Do we.. Do WE make her disappear?" Jasper's intense voice sounded across the table.

Alice just shook her hair, "I don't know.. I can't see anything."

My eyes traveled back to the girl sitting next to Bella. If I hated Bella earlier, it was nothing compared to the hate radiating through me towards the new girl. Bella had been true to her words and not exposed our secret. I didn't trust this new girl. I made it my mission to get her our of our class.. And if possible, out of our school, and Washington.

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- Lau