A/N: Sorry it's so short, I'll try to make the next chapter longer, but no promises.
Chapter one: Twilight pg. 23-24
When we entered the classroom, Angela went to sit at a black-topped lab table exactly like the ones I was used to. She already had a neighbour. In fact, all the tables were filled but one. Next to the center aisle, I recognized Edward Cullen by his unusual hair, sitting next to that single open seat.
It was obvious that they were different, the Cullens, even to an untrained eye. But now that I could see Edward up close his true nature became clear. I was ecstatic as I went to go sit beside the vampire that I had never even spoken to, hoping desperately that he would like me. Maybe I should explain.
Ever since I can't remember when, I've been obsessed with vampires. It got really intense when I was twelve. I wasn't obsessed like other people though, I didn't read all the books or play all the games or dress like a vampire. I just think that they're awesome, and I want to be one. I dated this vampire named Jake back in Phoenix-until I met his wife, Athena. She explained that Jake was an incubus so I got out of Arizona as fast as possible under the pretext that I wanted to spend more time with my distant father in Forks Washington, a very unlikely place for me to go what with my love of the sun, so that Jake wouldn't find me. Now I was here, next to this beautiful and mysterious vampire who I was already infatuated with.
As I sat down next to Edward he leaned away from me and I noticed that he no longer breathed. This was a common reaction to my scent (I had known a few vampires and most of them had complimented me on my almost floral scent, but they also had trouble controlling themselves around me at first. This meant more to me than any of them could guess, and I was extremely pleased that I seemed to be so enticing to Edward.) I didn't want to tempt him to far, that was for another time, but I was frustrated that I couldn't talk to him. Oh well, no point in not at least trying.
"Hi," I began. "I'm Bella, and you must be Edward. It's a pleasure to meet you." I considered shaking his hand, but decided against it. I didn't want to seem overly formal- plus I had no idea how old he was. I was basically sure he wasn't a newborn but I glanced over at his eyes, just in case. They were coal black. Hungry. That must be why he'd had such a strong reaction to me. I stopped trying to talk to him, seeing his blatant discomfort, and focussed on class.
A/N: So? What do you think? What other scenes should I do? Any other suggestions? I would love to hear what you think about the story and anything you think should be included in later chapters. Thanks so much for reading and for supporting me.