This is my first story (that I am writing alone). I don't know if I will continue it. I was thinking that this could be like a tester chapter. If I see the story going anywhere, I will continue it. If I don't, then I will end it right here. No more chapters or anything. I know that sounds cruel if you like the chapter, but this is my first story, so I want it to be good and have a nice support system, me included.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, sadly. Everything belongs to Stephanie Meyer, except my toaster.

Hope you enjoy

Secrets

I woke up feeling revived and refreshed, much like any other morning. It was always the same routine… get up… go to the bathroom… get dressed… and leave for school. Nothing changed, and frankly, that pissed me off. I hate when things just fall into a never-ending cycle. You do the same thing every day, and it's boring. I stood up and stretched a little, noticing that my body ached. It was probably from yesterday's XMA workout. Thinking of XMA makes me think of Jacob since that is one of the activities we do together. A small smile crept to my lips. Jacob was amazing, and the best friend a girl could ask for. I've known him my whole life and he has never once let me down. Thinking about him got me running towards the bathroom. I needed to see him today even though I saw him yesterday. He was the only part of my daily routine that I didn't despise. Plus, he made me feel good about myself. What girl wouldn't want that? He was my personal sun, and I loved him for it.

After I was done with my bathroom duties, I crept back into my room and opened my closet. I never managed to contain a sigh of relief when I looked in there. Alice and Rosalie hadn't managed to mess it up… yet. Yes… I know what you are thinking. How did someone like me become friends with someone like them? I pondered about that for a few seconds. Hell, I didn't even know. I didn't know why they wanted to become friends with me. I didn't even know why they would give up popularity and coolness just to stay friends with me. Okay, if you hadn't realized, I am not popular in school. I don't even think anybody really likes me there. The only people I could count on were Alice, Jacob, and Rosalie.

I grabbed a hoody and some baggy pants. Alice and Rosalie kill me every time they see me wear something like this, but I didn't care, as long as I was comfortable. I looked at myself up and down in my full-length, golden, antique mirror. I rolled my eyes and scoffed. Alice thought that if she gave me a mirror it would help me make better choices. Fashion choices that is. I saw a black flash of movement on the ground and turned towards that direction. Alex jumped up from the floor to my bed as gracefully as always. I smiled at him, and he gave me that kitty glare as he kneaded my bed with his paws and fell into a comfortable position. I turned back towards the mirror. My long, brown hair stopped just above my waist. I was average. That was all there ever was to it. My slender figure was always covered up by my concealing clothes and my chocolate brown eyes never got any attention. I didn't mind though, being invisible wasn't so bad. I put my hand on my cheek. My pale face was heart-shaped and I had prominent cheekbones that fell into a narrow jaw and pointed chin. It wasn't anything special or beautiful, just normal. A slight purring noise brought me out of my self-examination. Alex was curled up on my bed mewing softly as if wanting attention. I walked over to him and rested my hand on his furry face.

"You're so beautiful," I cooed at him. It might be strange that I am talking to my cat, but he's the only one that doesn't judge me or complain when I whine to him about my day… my month… my year. I petted him softly then got up because I didn't want to be late for school. I rushed downstairs, grabbed an apple and made my way to the door.

"Woah, Bells, slow down. You should probably take the time to eat a nice balanced breakfast," Charlie stopped me as my hand touched the door knob. He was never the dad type, so I had learned how to take care of myself mostly. Mom and dad got divorced when I was 3 years old. I've been visiting her over the summers, but currently I live with my dad. That is, until I go off to college in 2 year counting this one.

"Sorry dad, I can't be late to school," I mumbled and left. The day was caliginous like always as I made my way to my truck. It was a gift from dad and one of my most treasured possessions. I was proud of it even if it did make unnecessary noise and didn't go over 50. I got in and drove to school. When I arrived, I had barely stepped a foot out of the truck before I was attacked by a small pixie.

"Bella!" She screamed causing the whole parking lot to look in our direction and then she locked me in a death grip. She might be small, but she sure has enough strength to squeeze the insides out of me.

Rosalie gave me a small sympathetic smile and bent down a little to give me a one-armed hug. Then they both took a step back and studied me.

"MY GOD BELLA. WHAT ARE YOU WEARING?" Alice said in a shrill voice that made everyone look over again.

"Shhh Alice," I hushed her and gave her a stern look.

"Don't shush me. Look at what you are wearing," She chastised me, "I can't believe we have been friends for so long and you still haven't learned how to dress."

"I am comfortable," I bickered back.

Rosalie was right next to me and I could practically see her roll her beautiful blue eyes. This was an argument that happened everyday. Rosalie was the kind of girl that any guy would love to have. Her long blond hair fell in curls and framed her face nicely. She had full pouting lips and a smile to die for. She looked practically like an angel or goddess. Take your pick. I didn't want to admit it to myself, but I envied her. If she wanted to, she could take over the whole school. Either one of them could. Alice was also drop dead gorgeous. She had a petite figure and spiky black hair. Her eyes were the color of emeralds. Just like her brothers… Edward Cullen. I've been in love with him my whole life. His eyes are also like emeralds and are framed quite nicely by his high cheekbones and strong jaw line. He has, as I like to call it, sex hair. It is messy and bronze. Though, the thing that most girls fall in love with him for is his famous crooked smile. I've never had it directed at me, but if I did, I might die or faint whichever comes first.

"Bella… Bella… BELLA," Alice's impatient voice interrupted my thoughts. I looked around desperately trying to find his perfect face.

"Looking for Edward," Rosalie arched one perfect eyebrow at me and I bit my lip. It wasn't fair how she could see right through me. I guess that's what I get for long friendships. Alice laughed a little totally comfortable that I was in love with her brother. Of course, she's known about it for a while now, and has even tried to get us together before... much to my dismay. He didn't seem a slight bit interested in me and that would probably haunt me for the rest of my life. That is, until I get over him. Then it will be a distant memory to laugh about or cry… Plus, he was a jock with a whole buffet of girls to choose from. No wonder it isn't me. They are all hotter and preppier. Hott and preppy was Edward's type, and I wasn't going to change myself for him. He wasn't worth it. I imagined him coming into school with a hand slung over a brunette and a red head. Quite the player he was. Also... King of the school. He led the football team as team captain so no wonder he had full control of the school. Everybody practically worshiped him. Me included...

"He is at a football clinic in Pittsburg. He's coming back in 2 weeks," She informed me. I tried composing my face even though I was dying on the inside. I wouldn't see him for 2 weeks. 2 WHOLE WEEKS.

"We need to talk clothes. How about a shopping spree this evening?" She asked a hopeful glint in her eyes.

"You know I hate shopping," I whined.

"Please…"

"No." I said with a note of finality.

Her lower lip jutted out a little and the hopeful glint in her eye was gone replaced by desperation. She made her eyes really wide and lowered her eyebrows just a little. How does she do that? I knew she was going to use her puppy dog face on me, but I would try to resist. That didn't work out.

"Fine," I gave in with a huff. I heard Rosalie's soft, tinkering laughter next to me followed by Alice's loud whooping.

"This is going to be so much fun," She exclaimed and did a small pirouette.

Why couldn't have the bell saved me before I answered? And as if on cue, it rang.

"Well we have to go to French class, so see you after school," Alice cheered then said in a more menacing tone, "If you try to run away, I will hunt you down and make the shopping trip a lot longer than intended."

Her threat actually scared me, "You know Charlie wouldn't let you do that," I said in a small, shaky voice.

She threw her head back and laughed, "Charlie lets me do what I want. So don't make me come to that."

She was right Charlie was particularly fond of Alice, and let's her do whatever she wants with me. Manipulating people came as a very useful skill for her.

I sighed and nodded as they turned away from me and walked to their first period. Here I go, I thought to myself as I made my way to English for my first period. I had Jacob in it, so it wouldn't be that bad. At least I hoped. The real problem would be trying to get through the next 2 weeks. I didn't know if I could manage.

I would love some reviews for the tester chapter. Please comment and say if you wanted me to continue or not. I guess my judgement will be based on that.