I got this random idea last night while I was reading fanfics when I was supposed to be asleep. . .
Maria is a senior, and after another horrific breakup with a shitty boyfreind she becomes intrested in Jasper Hale, the pretty little sophomore. But his older sister Rosalie Hale, queen bee, won't be too excited about her little brother getting involved with an older woman. And of course Emmett being stupider then any senior has a right to be. . .
I've never written an AU where there humans. . . so please don't be unnecearly mean. Constructive cristism is okay. . . but don't b mean. . . i have feelings to you know. . .
Disclaimer: Seriously why would I own twilight? If i did then wouldn't I be writing this for a.....um idk...a book. The gist of it is. . . i do not own twilight! (sadly)
Anyway please review! Maria's POV. . . for now.

"Monday"

"Maria" my mom's voice called "Wake up! Your gonna be late for school!"
"If I'm lucky" I mumbled into my pillow.

I groaned as I tried to untangle my legs from the sheets.
I wasn't too succesful, and ended up on the floor dragging the sheets with me.

I yanked my legs out of the blanket, and got up off the floor.
I walked into my closet, and looked for something to wear for school.

Damn I hate mondays.

My weekend could be described in one word.
Shitty.

My loser ass boyfreind, James, and I got into a huge fight.
I heard from Nettie who heard from Peter, who heard from Riley. . . that James was cheating on me with Victoria.

So of course I was royaly pissed at James.
In the end, me and James broke up.

And it was bad.

I got dressed quickly. Jeans, and a dark blue 'Hollister' hoodie.
I walked over to the vanity, and began to brush my ruffled hair.

I looked like hell.
My face was pale and dark shadows underlined my eyes.

I brushed my dark hair out, till it was wavy but not messy.
Then I applied cover up to my face. So my face would match the rest of my skin, tan. Covering the dark shadows under my eyes.

I went into the bathroom, and brushed my teeth.
Then I shoved my feet into my converse and ran downstairs.

"Bye Mom" I called and grabbed my keys before running outside.
I jumped into my silver toyota crolola, and drove to Forks Highschool.

I drove the short distance from my house to the school.
I parked in my usual spot, and got out.

I looked up at the school.
This place was like hell. . . only with worse food.

I rushed inside, the parking lot was full of cars but no people.
Luckily I wasn't late for homeroom.

Everyone was still in the hallways, talking, gossiping, making out with there seemingly random partners.
Nettie, Lucy, Peter and Riley were standing by my locker. Talking, and probably waiting for me.

"Maria" Nettie sqealed when I approached them "How bad was it? I heard that you made him cry! Did you? What did you tell him?"
Lucy rolled her eyes at Nettie's urgency.

"I just told him the truth" I said shrugging "I told him that. . . I hated him, nobody will ever love him, and him and his little whore Victoria will rot in hell together"
Peter laughed and then said sarcastically "Yea, nothing bad"

The bell rang once.
Most of the students filled into their classrooms.

"I gotta go" I said "If I'm late for homeroom one more time Mrs. Goff isaid she is gonna give me detention for a week. . . and I have a social life"
"Kay" they muttered.

I walked into homeroom, and went toi my seat in the back.
I placed my bookbag on my desk, and sat down.

I watched everyone buzz around and talk, I didn't.
None of my freinds were in my homeroom.

I hated when things like that happended.
It made me feel like an outsider. . . even though I actually had a lot of freinds.

I noticed Rosalie Hale talking to her stuck up cheerleader freinds, Heidi, and Tanya (they disgust me)
Rosalie Hale was the most gorgeous tramp ever to walk the face of the earth.

Her golden hair was piled in a beautiful crown on her head.
Wearing dark skinny jeans, and a hot pink low-cut tank top. The whore.

Homeroom slugged by, and I apatheticaly walked over to my locker afterwards to get my books for science.
Thats when I saw him.

Jasper Hale.
Rosalie Hales' little brother.
With blond hair, and sky blue eyes he was every bit as beautiful as his sister.

But he was only a sophomore, two years younger then me.
Hmmmm. . . I could teach him things. . .

Bum, bum, bummmmm.
Ik that wasn't really good. . . but I'm just getting warmed up . . .it shud get better as the chapters progress.
Please review anyway!