A/N: I had this story idea in my head and couldn't get it out, so here it is! I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I own nothing of Twilight, but the events and happenings of this fan fiction are my own personal doing. Reproduction of the story is not allowed unless given permission from the author. (lindsayxkate)

Imperfection

Chapter 1: Small

EPOV

I was moving to Forks with my mother, Elizabeth. I had been here many times with my mom, considering she always has business to do here in Washington. I absolutely loath this small town.

It was always raining, set aside 2 or 3 days a month when the sun would actually show itself in this gloom called Forks.

The small population caused the local high school to have an even smaller student count. Great. Another place where I wouldn't blend in. If I couldn't find a group of well-meaning friends back in Chicago, I was, no doubt, going to be a loner in this school as well.

"We'll be landing in Port Angeles shortly. Please fasten your seat belts and remain seated for the duration of our descent. Thank for flying with our airline and we hope you have a pleasant day." Came the pilots voice over the loudspeaker.

I sighed. I didn't want to move, but it was necessary for my mother's job. She had gotten a promotion, and without it, we wouldn't have enough money to cover our living expenses. We weren't poor, exactly. We just made it by, living from paycheck to paycheck.

Now, you may be wondering, 'Where's your father? Isn't he supposed to help you as well?'

Well, my father left when I was 3 years old. No one knows why. He just picked up and left, with only the clothes on his back, and nothing more.

We had finally landed in Port Angeles and were heading to get our rental car. My mother and I were keeping that car, a silver Volvo, for a week, and if we like it, we are going to keep it. Simple as that. We just have to pay interest.

The drive to our new home was silent, and I learned that everything in this much detested town I now call home, is very green. It's beautiful, I must admit, but it's too green.

We arrived at our new home. It wasn't a home to me, not yet. It just didn't feel right, calling it a home. To me, it was simply a house.

I located my room; the last door on the left on the second floor. The gray walls and hardwood floor were exactly the same as my old room.

My bed had already been delivered and assembled, all I had to do was put the bedspread on. Simple enough, considering I had only 7 or 8 boxes to unpack, one clearly marked Bedspread.

The others were marked clothes, CD's, and Fragile. My other furniture, aside form my piano and stereo, had also been delivered and assembled beforehand. My piano was coming in 3 days, while my stereo was downstairs in a box somewhere.

I sighed again, made my bed, and laid down, willing sleep to take over my senses. I wasn't hungry so I didn't bother with dinner at all. My mother could manage herself.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

I was awoken by and incessant beeping sound that I soon realized was my alarm clock. I groaned, but reluctantly got up. Today was my first day at Forks High school and I most definitely do not want to be late.

I showered and got dressed quickly, for I was already running a bit behind. I grabbed a piece of bread and threw in the toaster when I got to the kitchen, and then ran to the 1st floor bathroom to brush my teeth.

When my teeth were thoroughly cleaned, I grabbed my toast and all but ran out the door and into the Volvo. It was raining; no surprise there.

When I arrived at Forks high, I realized that I had no idea where to go. I got out of the Volvo I found the nearest person and tapped them on the shoulder. It was a shorter girl with long brown hair. She was absolutely stunning, so beautiful that I actually lost my train of thought.

"Um..." I quickly composed my self. I found myself getting lost in her chocolate brown eyes. "Can you point me to the office...?"

"Bella," She said, extending her hand.

"Bella," I repeated, and shook her hand. When our skin met, it felt like when somebody touches you afer they have rubbed the feet on a carpet while wearing socks. I'm sure she felt it to, because she jumped back and cradled her hand to her chest. Weird.

She pointed out the office to me and quickly turned back to her friends. I heard her quietly murmur "That was so weird!" Before I was completely out of hearing range.

I entered the warm office and went to the front desk.

The lady who sat behind the desk had a name tag that read "Ms. Cope". I cleared my throat. "Excuse me, Ms. Cope. I'm a new student here. My name is Edward Masen."

"Ah, Mr. Masen. I've been expecting you. Here is your schedule and a map of the school. I need all your teachers to sign this slip and you need to bring it back to me at the end of the day. Go on now get to class!" Ms. Cope said.

"Thank you," I said.

And with that I walked out into the rain and headed to my first class.

English, building 3, Mr. Durban.

I walked quickly and quietly as I could, and got there right as the bell rang.

I walked up to Mr. Durban's desk and had him sign my slip. He told me to sit in the only available seat, next to Alice. I asked who Alice was and she raised her hand, as Mr. Durban told her to.

"Hi, I'm Alice!" The pixie-like girl said.

"Hello, I'm Edward." I told her. She smiled brightly and pointed to her right.

"This is my best friend, Bella." Immediately after Alice said that, I looked around her, only to see the beautiful brown-haired girl form this morning, only 2 seats over form me.

A/N: Keep it or chuck it?

I borrowed some phrases from Stephenie; I hope she doesn't mind!

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