S. Meyer owns everything. I'm just using the characters

Chapter 1

First day of my senior year was finally here.

The parking lot of Forks High was already packed with cars and my classmates walking around talking to each other. I climbed out of my rusty red truck and grabbed my bag slinging it over my shoulder. I thought things would seem different with it being the final year here and all, but it was all the same. The same groups of people stood around the same cars as they did every morning before and after school.

I made my way through the crowds saying hello's here and there while I headed to the main building. Just as I was about to reach the steps to the entrance doors a sudden force hit my side slamming me into the grass.

"Football!"

Emmett. Mentally I sighed.

"Ugh, get off of me you Neanderthal!" I pushed him over, not bothering to attempt to stand up myself yet. I knew nothing was broken but I still had to catch my breath due to the wind being knocked out of me.

"Morning, Bella Boo," he chuckled on the ground next to me.

"You suck," I couldn't help but laugh back.

Emmett was one of those people you couldn't stay mad at. He might look ferocious, granted his giant linebacker body frame helped, but he wasn't too harmful. Besides that, even if he did something stupid, he'd use his dimples to get out of trouble anyways.

"Emmett McCarty!" a voice screeched.

"Oh, you are so in trouble," I laughed even harder at him as his girlfriend, Rosalie, walked up. Rose was a gorgeous blonde amazon that didn't take any crap. She's a fiercely loyal friend.

"Get up, Bella. Up, up, up," he started whispering urgently tugging me off the ground.

"I cannot believe you, Emmett. Five minutes. I leave you for five minutes and you throw the girl into the ground," she scowled at him. "Good morning, Bella. Alice and Jasper are waiting at your locker," she turned to smile at me before scowling back at Emmett again.

"Morning," I responded. "And thanks, I'm heading in. Don't hurt him too bad." It wasn't the first time Emmett used me as a human football and probably wouldn't be the last. I left them to their bickering, also known as Rose and Emmett's foreplay, and headed inside.

The hallways were buzzing with excitement and dread as I approached my locker. I could finally make out the little pixie Alice Brandon and her spiky black hair bob leaning against Jasper Whitlock's chest, his wavy blonde hair falling forward into his face as he tilted his head down to her.

"Hey guys," I called out as I approached them.

"Hey Bella," Alice turned around so her back was leaning against Jasper.

"Morning," Jasper said in a slight southern twang, it was still leftover from his time living in Texas. He liked to play it up for Alice though. She had a thing for his accent.

"Guess what?" asked Alice.

"I don't know. What?" I replied moving my books and notebooks around in my locker.

"We have a new student!" she squealed.

"Seriously?" I stopped shuffling things around to look at her, eyebrows raised. I couldn't believe it, we never got new students. I was the last new student here and that was two years ago, besides I didn't even count given that I lived here every summer.

"Yep, totally serious," her face was shining with excitement.

"How'd you hear this already? School hasn't even started yet."

"Jessica and Lauren were talking about it in the bathroom," Ah yes, Jessica and Lauren. The gossip queen and the town bicycle.

"You girls have fun talking, I'll see you at lunch," Jasper casually interrupted us. He gave me a brief wave and kissed Alice on the forehead before walking off.

"So spill," I told Alice as we walked to our calculus class together.

"Okay, so from what I heard, it's Edward Masen," she whispered with disbelief.

I stopped in my tracks. No way possible. Edward Masen was the son of business tycoon Edward Masen Sr. in Seattle. Alice is constantly on the internet reading stories about them in the Seattle Social, an internet site featuring the wealthy. It describes the different events, benefits, and charity functions occurring in Seattle, and Edward Masen is always pictured in it. He's in what is considered the "IT crowd" of Seattle. It's almost like being a celebrity. Photos and video feed of him are posted on the internet, mainly taking place at various charity functions, and there's always a new girl on his arm at each one.

"Not possible, Alice," I couldn't believe it. "Why on earth would Edward Masen be going to school in Forks?"

"He got busted for drugs or so the internet says. His parents shipped him here to live with his aunt and uncle," her voice was barely able to her heard.

Before I was able to say anything back to her, the teacher walked in and we had to take our seats to start class.

Several classes and a lunch later, I was running late to biology. I made it in the door just as the bell rang.

"Ms. Swan, so nice of you to make it," Mr. Banner, my biology teacher, said annoyed. He hated tardiness.

"Sorry, Mr. Banner," I brushed my long mahogany hair out of my face and pushed it behind my ears, the hassles of running to class.

"Take a seat," he directed.

I looked up noticing there was only one seat open.

Making my way to the back I finally noticed who my lab partner was.

No shit.

Just my luck. The person causing the school to buzz with excitement and rumors was seated at the metal stool next to mine.

Edward Masen. Here he was in all of his bronze haired glory.

He nodded his head in brief acknowledgement and faced the board.

If that was a polite way of ignoring me, I blew it for him.

"I'm Bella," I introduced myself.

He looked at me not saying anything. Green eyes meeting my brown.

"Now's the part where you say your name," I hedged at him sarcastically, fully well knowing who he was.

He sighed.

"Edward."

That's all I got. He went back to facing the board and writing down whatever Mr. Banner was.

I rolled my eyes and started taking notes as well.

This was going to be a fun year.