A/N: A little heads up about this. It's going to be kind of different from Twilight, as I'm changing some things, so it's non-canon. Vampires are not going to be so perfect and immune to everything. There will be downsides of being a vampire. And I might introduce some new unnatural categories, but you will find out in time. We'll have Bella and Edward, but they will fall in love differently. There will be the entire Cullen coven, but not as high school students. And their powers will have some limitations right from the beginning. I'll mostly right in POVC, Bella's and Edward's, and I might add some new voices in time. I hope who ever reads it will enjoy it.

Disclaimer: Twilight series belongs to Stephanie Meyer, and I might use elements from P. fanfic which of course belongs to PAL (You should really check her blog for some great canon fanfic).

The police cruiser was gently heading to the small city of Forks, a place known for its rather capricious, gloomy weather. A day of sun in this area was believed to be a rare event, gladly celebrated by its inhabitants with walks in the surrounding parks or on the nearby beach. Today was not such a day and the girl in the front passenger seat sighed. It's a long way from Phoenix and she would sure miss the sunny days.

"All right, Bells?"

"I'm fine, Dad. It's just so gloomy, you know?"

She watched the gray clouds swirling on the sky in front of her, announcing the rain to come.

"At least it's not raining yet. And with a bit of a luck, it will rain only in the night."

"Amusing, Dad."

"Bet my surprise will cheer you up," he said with a faint smile playing on his lips.

Bella looked at him with her eyebrows raised. A surprise? What could he possibly do to make her feel better? His last idea of a surprise was a fun, fishing trip to some lake, trip which ended terrible for Bella when she tripped out of the boat and almost drowned. Since then, lake trips were a total no-no. Still, she decided not to ask about the surprise.

"How's life as Chief, Dad? Caught any killer recently?"

"No. Only some petty thieves, nothing exciting," he responded watching the road. "But boring is good, it means peace and low crime. Nothing like Phoenix where the crime rate is way higher," he added with a side glance towards Bella.

"Well, Phoenix is way bigger than Forks. And I read somewhere that bigger cities attract more psychopaths."

Charlie fell silent. They rode this way for about a quarter of an hour until he broke the silence. "How's Renee?"

"You know Mom. Always finding something new to do. I think she's into pottery now, although I'm not sure."

"Good, good. I understood she took well your moving?"

Bella sighed. Not another discussion like this. She must had a dozen through the phone.

"Yeah, Dad. She's fine. She will be happy, she'll get to travel with Phil and see his games." He huffed. "Besides, I want to live with you. We only see each other a few weeks a year which is hardly fair. And in a couple of years, I'll go to college and..."

Charlie expression softened a bit. "I'm happy you came here. But I still think there is more."

Bella looked out the side window. Cop instincts apparently don't ever take a break. There was more, but it was too personal, and it made staying in Phoenix rather awkward and painful. But her other reasons, albeit secondary, were also valid. She did want her mother to be happy, as her moping around the house whenever Phil was on an away game made Bella uncomfortable, almost like a burden. And she wanted to be closer to her dad, as she didn't really know him enough.

After a while, the car pulled in front of a two-bedroom house, looking small, but comforting. It was their home, Charlie's and Renee's, for about 7 months until Renee decided to take Bella and leave. Bella looked towards her west bedroom's window, figuring it was probably looking the same as in every summer she visited Charlie. The scenery surrounding the house was the alien green she couldn't get accustomed to.

In front of the house, she remarked a peculiar item: a red cherry, old Chevy truck. She and Charlie got off the car and while closing the car door, she asked him "What's that?"

"That's the surprise, Bells."

Bella blinked rapidly. "The surprise. You mean you bought it..."

"For you, of course. Your mom told me you were saving for a car and I figured I should check the market to find you the best offers, but I thought you would really like it..." Charlie's voice trailed.

"I love it! It's so quirky. But it looks kind of old. Are you sure I won't have problems with it?"

"Yeah. Don't worry. It was Billy's. Remember him? My buddy from the reservation. We use to go there and you would play with his children?"

"Rachel? Rebecca? Yeah, I think I remember them."

"Anyway, he changed the engine when he bought and it runs well. His son, Jacob, took a look at it and changed some pieces. I'm sure it will be fine."

"Thanks, Dad. You didn't have to do this–"

"Nonsense. You need a ride, you don't want to go in the cruiser."

Bella laughed. "You got me there. I should unpack."

"And sleep. Tomorrow's a big day. First day of highschool. I hope you'll like it."

Bella hesitated for a second, then walked to her father and hugged him while saying "Thank you, Dad. For everything." Charlie patted her awkwardly on the back.

The night hadn't passed as quickly as Bella hoped. She was homesick, as much as she didn't want to admit it to Charlie. She missed her mom, her house, her sunny Phoenix, her huge high school where one could go on unnoticed. It was a big change, so her insomnia kicked in fully, not letting her sleep until midnight. It was no help that the house remained mainly unchanged, with remnants of Renee's time there: the sunny cupboards in the kitchen, the light blue and yellowed lace curtains in Bella's room, the wedding photos on the fireplace mantel. The continuing rain, as predicted by Charlie, did nothing to soothe Bella.

In the morning, she decided she was going to be strong and face her first day at Forks High School. How bad it could be? Her new car ran good, albeit noisy, but at least it felt safe and warm. A lot of cars seemed old like hers, but there were a few newer models, probably belonging to the popular kids.

First class, English, was pretty dull. Bella read almost everything on the required list for class, and even studied them at her old high school. She would convince her mom to send her back her old essays.

"Isabella Swan?" Her thoughts were interrupted by a mousy looking-guy while she was leaving the English class. It was the kind of guy that looked like a geek.

"I prefer Bella." She also observed that some of her classmates were also staring at her, and shifted her position.

"What's your next class?"

"Um, I think Government." She checked her schedule. "Jefferson, building six."

"I'm headed towards building four. I can show you the way to class."

"Thanks– "

"Eric. My name is Eric."

He walked her to her destination, while making small chit-chat regarding Phoenix and weather. Bella thought that he probably liked her, but her mind wasn't on boys. She had enough of that in Phoenix and now, she had to concentrate on school.

A girl stood out in the crowd of not quite numerous people. Bella had Spanish and Trig with her and both times, she got a negative vibe as if she did something wrong. But she was sure she didn't as she sat by herself, only making acquaintance with the people that came to her, a very few.

When walking towards the cafeteria, to grab some quick lunch, the girl stopped her in the hallway. She was a bit shorter than Bella, with dark curly hair and she glared at Bella.

"Since you don't seem to have any respect, I decided to come to you. I'm Jessica."

"What do you mean?"

"It's polite to introduce yourself when coming to a new place. Wouldn't want anyone to think you are a weirdo, right?" There was a menacing undertone in her saying, and it hit her. She was the popular one. At least, one of the popular kids. Every high school has some and why would Forks be any different.

"Sorry. I didn't realize. I'm Bella Swan."

"I know." Jessica started circling Bella and assessing everything about her. "Your clothes seem rather plain and you are so pale, despite coming from Phoenix. No makeup. Average haircut. Dull brown color for both your hair and eyes. I'm sure you were never popular in your high school."

Alarm bells started in Bella's head. This girl is a vulture set to tear her apart, chew her and leave her to rot. Even though, she didn't perceive her as strong, Bella didn't want to feel weak. So, she straightened herself and tried glaring back at Jessica.

"I'm guessing you are a bookworm, as your former grades seem high." Jessica was now looking on her phone. "Your car is horrible. But there might be hope for you." She looked up to Bella. "I can make your life easy if I want to. If not… I don't think you don't want to find out. Understood?"

Bella despised that girl. But she didn't want a hard life. Being exiled to Forks was enough of a heartache for her, she didn't need a mean girl on her tail. "Let's say I understand. What do you want?"

Jessica smiled. "I will let you know." And with that, she left Bella on her own.