Chapter 1: The Newbie

Absolutely nothing can be worse than your first day of school, in a microscopic town, as the new kid.

I'd had months to prepare for this day.

I'd had all summer long to prepare the right outfit, the right things to say and so on.

Of course now that the day is here, I've forgotten everything.

What else could you expect from someone like me?

I was elated though that my dad had bought a car for me so I didn't have to ride in his police cruiser to school.

My dad had already told me that news of my arrival had spread like wild fire throughout the town and that I would likely be questioned to no end my first month of school.

The unfortunate occupants for Forks would probably be staggering with excitement to talk to someone, such as myself, who had actually experienced the sun.

What amazing things I was going to be forced to tell them about it..... ughhh

I pulled up to Forks High School for the very first time at 7:31 am on Monday the very first day of school.

The student parking lot was a lot more crowded than I had anticpated.

My ancient Chevy truck didn't exactly fit in with all the cars in the lot, but it was better than some.

I was surprised when I noticed three motorcycles parked at the very front of the lot.

Wow, maybe Forks had a little bit more to offer than I would have expected.

Teenage bikers in this small of a town?

After parking my beast of a truck I gathered my backpack and a schedule of all my classes dad had already gotten from the school and given to me.

Walking through the parking lot up to the school was an awkward affair.

People unashamedly stared and pointed at me like I was some freak.

It was terrible.

I quickly rushed up to the school to my first class, English, which according to my schedule was in building 2.

The school was layed out easy enough to understand quickly.

There was a grand total of four buildings which each housed about five classrooms.

My English class was small, about ten kids small, and the room smelled funny.

The teacher Ms. Gibbs was a squat lady that had red hair and looked like a big time poety fan, novel reader and Shakespeare guru.

I could tell we would get along, because I liked all of those things, and she asked me if I wanted to introduce myself or just not bother with it.

We went with the latter and I took a seat next to blond curly haired girl that had the most dazzling green eyes.

"Hello."

"Hi." I replied.

"I'm Rosalie."

"Oh nice to meet you," I said shaking the hand she'd stretched out to me.

"I'm Bella... Swan."

She pulled back her lips to smile and flashed the whitest perfect teeth I'd ever seen.

"Are you nervous about your first day?" She asked genuinely.

I shook my head.

"I'm just hoping that I don't attract much attention."

She shook her head and sighed.

"I'm afraid it's already too late for that."

I sighed dejected.

I had hoped... wishful thinking...

"But it's not that big of a deal, I mean only the Seniors are really interested in you." She encouraged me.

"How many kids is that?"

"About 50..."

I laughed.

"I use to live in Pheonix... my class alone was over 500."

Her eyes widened and she looked away.

"That's a lot. I use to live in Alaska and you'd be surprised at how big their classes are."

I nodded.

Then the bell rang and Ms. Gibbs began class assigning us numbered copies of Hamlet

My first class hadn't gone badly at all.

Rosalie was a very nice person and didn't treat me like a freak like the rest of my class did.

They all leaned in to hear me speak to Rosalie and asked series of stupid questions like how I was liking Forks so far.

Only one girl in the classroom, a stunning brunette with perfect naturally tanned skin and a long slender frame didn't speak to me.

She just eyed me curiously and possibly a little smugly.

At the end of class Rosalie looked at my schedule and told me that in my next two classes, math and history, I would be with her best friend Alice Cullen.

Rosalie also had history 3rd period with us.

But we never made it to 2nd and 3rd period that day.

There was an assembly for the Seniors immediately after first period.

Rosalie invited me to sit next to her at the assembly and we sat with the her best friend Alice.

Alice was a very warm, inviting girl.

She was small, smaller than me, and very pixie like.

She like me was an avid reader and she enjoyed photography.

She, like Rosalie, was also very friendly and not over the top about my arrival.

She was excited to learn from Rosalie that we all were going to have history together.

The assembly lasted for two long hours basically covering all of the big events coming up for the year.

They also briefly covered graduation and handed out several flyers and papers that all had to be filled out, signed, notorized, etc.

At the very end of the assembly a tall older man came out and took the microphone from the principal.

"That's our football coach," Rosalie informed me as she watched him with admiration.

"Oh," I said... I hate football.

The coach began yelling into the microphone to pump up students about the very first Forks football game of the season.

Several of the boys in the gym stands began to stand up, holler and cheer.

Rosalie did too, very enthusiastically.

When I thought that the coach was finally done he suddenly called out a boys name and everyone in the stands started screaming.

I looked around the stands trying to locate this 'Jacob Black' the coach had called out.

I saw him almost immediately.

He was already on the floor wearing dark wash jeans and a white Forks football hoodie and sneakers.

He was absolutely HUGE!

He probably stood at 6'5, he was tan and had slightly long hair that looked wild and wind swept.

A very unexpected looking person to find in Forks.

And oddly he almost seemed familiar to me....

He was far away from where I was sitting, but from what I could tell he looked absolutely stunning.

He actually looked redskin the more I looked at him.

The coach began yelling into the microphone again about this 'Jacob' and how being Forks quaterback he was going to lead us to States this year.

Almost every student was screaming excitedly.

I found it difficult to imagine this small of a town producing a States High School football team.