Disclaimer- This ALL belongs to Stephenie Meyer. 'Cept my characters, but yeah.

AN-

Okay, I totally re-did it.

No Renesmee, Bella's changed, same idea.

It was hard enough to be the new girl. But, it was even harder when you were socially awkward and weird and a junior in high school.

Calm down I scolded myself, leaning my head on my steering wheel o the rusty blue chevrolet that my parents had given me, as an apology for the bite of seclusion to come, You'll be fine.

I glanced down at the bracelet that my best friend back home, Lynn, had given to me on our last night together. It was made with five colorful pieces of string, each representing one of my best friends, woven together intricatly.

We'll be there with you, Hailes. She had said, hugging me.

We cried a lot that night. Moving to the other side of the country, to Forks, Washington, wasn't something that I had foreseen

"I wish you were here, Lynn." I sighed.

God, I really miss her... I miss all of them. I thought.

I lifted my head up, inhaling the smell of Strawberry that lingered in the car. I had attacked it with air refreshener the day before, to get rid of the stink of cigarette smoke and cat.

I leaned back on in my seat now, surveying the campus, it consisted of several different old, red buildings. My hand raised and twisted into my light brown hair as I thought of the different senarios. there were really only two; today would either be amazing, or terrible.

"Might as well get it over with," I muttered, grabbing my messanger bag out of the passenger seat and opening the door.

Sadly, I'd parked next to a nice little patch of black ice that I'd just managed to step on getting out. And so, not surprisingly, I fell. A nice way to spend my first seconds in a new school.

My bag was, depressingly enough, my bag was not zippered up all the way, and one of my books flew out and off to some unknown destination behind me.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" I said angrily, hitting the ground hadn't hurt, my L.L Bean jacket cushioned the fall.

"Language" A deep voice said from somewhere above me.

I looked up to see a boy, probably around my age, standing next to me. He held my book in one hand, and held the other one down to me, "Need some help?" He asked.

"Uh, yeah." I stuttered brilliantly, taking his hand.

He pulled me up and handed me my book, still smiling, he was not bad looking.

He had deep brown hair, his height was just right, and is eyes... In an odd way, perfect, actually.

"Are, you, uh new here?" He asked.

"Yes, is it that obvious?" I worried, brow furrowing.

He laughed, "Not really, it's pretty clear that you're a bit of a klutz, though. I only assume you are because we all know eachother here." He shifted his weight to the other foot and lost his footing a little. he stumbled and caught himself by grabbing my car.

I giggled, "I'm a klutz?"

"Yeah, I'm a hypocrite, I guess." He chuckled.

"And your name is...?" I inquired, gaining confidence, it was seemingly easy to talk to this guy.

"Max Tagg, and you are?"

"Hailey Anderson."

"Well, nice to meet you Hailey." He stuck out a hand, I shook it and he smiled again, God, I love his smile.

"So, where are you from-"

"MAX!!" A voice called over the parking lot.

We both looked up to see a group of six astonishingly gorgeous people approaching.

"Who are they?" I muttered.

"The Cullens, Hales, and a Swan." He told me, laughingly, "But, they're all foster children to the Doctor, so, en masse, they're just called the Cullens."

"And... you're friends with them?"

"The best, which is rare, they're pretty exclusive." He hesitated, "You want to meet them?"

"Uhm, no, not now, I mean... I should go get my schedule." I said quickly.

"Alright," He replied, seeming a little disappointed, "You want to find us at lunch?"

"Sure." I uttered, surprised. "Bye." I turned quickly and slipped, he grabbed my arm, steadying me.

"Be careful," He laughed, "And I'll see you then."

I took one last glance at him, and one at the group of beautiful figures that were feet away now, and headed into the main office building.

AN-

SO, what do we think of the new version?

Like it more? Or not?

I wasn't really feeling the last one, or her name, obviously.

So, please, please PLEASE review.

It's serious, people!

love you for reading.

Love you ten tmes in advance for reviewing.

- alison