It's been a while since I've read Twilight, so I figured I'd give it a try. Slight OOC on every character. If you're not mature, I wouldn't suggest reading further.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, Stephenie Meyers does.

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Bella POV;

The third day at Forks. Could this get any worse? I've been clique'd into the preps. My bestfriend, Alice has some weird freaky family that she won't tell me about, fuck. She won't even tell me the members. Since adoption, they all have different last names. I'm pretty good with her boyfriend Jasper, captain of the soccer team. I've got Eric, and Mike. Basketball players. I don't see how I've become friends with a whole bunch of sports members and still got into the "Prep" clique. Highschool is a mystery. I've noticed a few people around here, not many nice. For example, pompom whore Angela. And.. Football Captain. Mister Masen. Edward Masen. I wonder if Angela knows he's cheating on her, it's all confusing really. But anyway, out of these walls my best guy friend s Jacob Black. We used to play in the sandbox together. Shitt, lunch is over. Off to History!

Walking in the halls, I've realized I'm the only girl in pants.. Not that I'd look good in a skirt anyway. But still, it's 49 degrees. Are these girls insane? I guess now would be a good time to scroll over my schedule. Math, chorus, gym, lunch, history, r--

Curplunk. I looked up to see the asshole who had knocked down all my stuff and then insult ME for it.

"Watch yourself, Swan," Edward said, his eyes cast onto my body like a lion.

"I can't watch egotistical morons, it's against my beliefs," I retaliated. I mean, I didn't really hate him. Who could..? Marble skin, rock hard body. Mmmm..

"Well, I can't watch little ugly bitches," he screamed at me before turning and storming off like a child who had not gotten his way.

I sat there, confused, before picking up my books. I wasn't really ugly, was I..? Hmmm.. I couldn't help but let my mind wander to what things would be if I dressed different or acted different. Maybe things would be better. I just got up to run off to History, before I got to Detention, when a paper landed onto my books.

102 Forisis Lane

ALL NIGHT PARTY

Bring your beer

Forget your panties

Oh man, is this serious? I kept laughing until I got to the room, which I arrived at perfect time for. Until then, I waited through my classes, until the bell rang, escaping into my truck. Alice caught up with me after school at Wal-Mart, where we were snack shopping for "Girl's Night" Friday. It consisted of me, Alice, Rosalie, and a few other girls I didn't know so well.

"We're going to the party," Alice said suddenly.

I bursted out laughing, "What? You have GOT to be kidding me."

"Not a bit."

"Not even a little?"

"Come on Bella, sex, drugs, rock n' roll. Live the american dream."

"More like the nightmare."

We drove off, and got changed. This time I was FORCED to wear something tight and clingy. A white tube top that had "The Used" in huge letters across it, and a denim miniskirt with minor rips. Alice looked amazing, her hair spiked up, cheeks pink. She wore a small red dress, to impress Jasper. We rolled out now, I looking plain only in masscara and eyeliner, and Alice wearing more make up than Barbie. Not that it looked bad.

Kayy. What'd you guys think? :]] I want lemony freshness in the next chapter, I believe. Or should I make it Edward's POV next chapter? Give me your ideas! I'll respond, dears. If you haven't figured it out, all human, still.