AU. OOC. I changed the characters/storyline to match how I wanted. So read and enjoy and if you don't like it too bad. P

This is rated M for a reason people...

Why do you keep screaming at the top of your head?

BPOV

I walked down Alway Street at exactly 4:35am. I took a left down Perry Street and then ducked through the low trees and branches as I reached the dead end of the street. I moved branches out of my way and ducked below others. In exactly 5 minutes I reached the opening through the trees and bushes. I stepped into the sun lit view. There were rocks and a few trees in a wide, grassy opening that was right on the edge of the ocean. This place which I had no name for was my saving grace when I needed to figure out life. I didn't always get the answers but I never left this amazing place without learning something - mostly about myself.

I stood in the opening for a few minutes before I walked over to the edge where you could see the waves crassing against the side of the mountain perfectly. It was almost too much to watch. I began thinking about my life and who I wanted to be. I never really appreciated life much - and I still don't. I guess I was trying to ask myself if I wanted to give up or give in.

I decided that this was my life - and you only get one. I wasn't going to give up and I sure as hell wasn't going to give in. I let out a frustrated scream and took the leap where the ocean and I swam as one.

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"Bella Swan! You're dripping wet all in my kitchen! Go change - Jesus Christ don't these kids ever learn."

My mother, Renee, never truely loved me. I knew that. She knew that. She was more concerned with who she would be sleeping with tonight than what her daughter was doing. What kind of mother would let you walk into a house dripping wet with a smirk on your face without asking any questions? Obviously mine would.

I changed - not because I was told to - because I figured staying in wet clothes wouldn't be very comfortable in school all day. 6:22am. I better hurry if I want to make it to school on time. Who cares anyway? I've skipped school more times than I've actually been there. Who cares if I'm late or not? I don't care.

I changed into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt like always. I put on my favorite black hoodie and headed for the stairs. I never bothered to say 'bye' anymore or 'I'll see you later' because Renee wouldn't be here. She got ready for her shift at Denny's bar and after that god knows where she would end up. I didn't care anymore than she did.

I shut the door behind me a little too hard but I didn't care. I was the one who had to walk the hour to school every day. I wasn't even sure school was where I was going. I just let me legs carry my too-thin body wherever they decided to go. I didn't really mind walking to school. It gave me time to think and decide what I wanted to do with my life - not that college was an option. Last time I checked you had to at least attend school a little bit regularly to have the grades or attendance for something like college. Why would I want to go to college anyway? High School graduation is supposed to mean you're finally free. Who are they trying to fool?

I guess school wouldn't be a bad idea today. At least I would be able to have one meal today - lunch. I slept through my first three classes - the teachers stopped caring when I stopped telling them to leave me the hell alone and just decided not to come anymore. I'd be lying if I said school was anything exciting; It's boring as hell but at least I got some excitment last week when Eric Yorkie fell down the stairs and landed on Jessica Stanley.

One of the only reasons I even bother showing up is probably for Angela Weber. When I moved to Forks, Washington two years ago she befriended me when nobody else did. I never had it easy - with Laruen and Jessica thinking their both top bitch in this place. I never cared much for popularity, I just wanted everyone to leave me the hell alone.

"Oh look, Lauren, fresh meat," Jessica snickered.

"Yea, looks like the loser could use a makeover. What the hell is she wearing?" Lauren said disgusted.

"Sorry, Barbie, my limo hasn't arrived with my fashion trunk yet. But we should totally hit the mall later and check out Forever 21!" I replied sarcastically.

A girl in the background laughed along with other miserables forming a circle around us.

"Watch it, dike," Lauren leaned in and said in a hushed tone before grabbing Jessica and turning away.

I just laughed and started walking in the opposite direction.

"Hey, you smoke?" A voice similar to the same laugh I heard earlier.

I turned to my left to see an extended hand with a joint placed in it before the hand closed and was tucked in a pocket.

"Yea," I replied, curious to see what this mystery person could offer.

"They don't use the old gym locker rooms. Come on."

I didn't hesitate. I'd never smoked anything before except a couple of Renee's cigarettes. They didn't do much for me. I figured they were a waste of time and I really didn't feel like dieing from lung cancer anytime soon. I followed the girl into the old boys locker room. The whole wing was blocked off but It wasn't difficult to pick the lock to the off limits wing. There was alot I could learn from this girl.

"I'm Angela Webber," She said before lighting up. She took a hit and passed it to me. I hesitated for a moment before telling her my name as I grabbed the lit joint. "Bella Swan."

Never did I think I'd be smoking a doobie with someone my first day at this hideous school. Everyone was all wrapped up in who was dating who and what designer clothes everyone had. It was my worst nightmare. Fucking Barbie Zombies.

Angela and I were pretty good friends. We probably weren't the best influences for each other but we understood each other. Sure we tried all kinds of drugs and she experimented with guys and asked my opinion on each one she described to me, but I think we were good for each other. We weren't stupid about the things we did. We did them together. I didn't experiment with anything sexual though. It didn't really interest me yet. I was more concerned about what bastard Renee was going to bring home. Renee's boyfriends usually consisted of lazy, good for nothing slackers who sat around my house all day expecting me to wait on them. Everytime I told them to get off their lazy asses or to get the hell out of my house a new bruise was added to the collection.

Most nights I stayed with Angela at her boyfriend Ben's apartment. They recently started living together so it was easier to get out of my house without Angela's parents having to give her the third degree about me. Angela's parents were high class people in society and they couldn't let the littlest thing ruin their reputation. They didn't care much for Angela either and when she told them she was moving out they were anything but upset. They acted a bit too excited.

I snapped out of my daydream when the bell rang for fourth period to end. I figured I was just going to ditch the rest of school - Angela wasn't here today anyway. Next time I'll make sure I stop by her and Ben's place first before going through this. No one said anything to me anymore. I was pretty much invisible which made me smile at the thought. I could come here being unnoticed and I could leave being unnoticed. It was a win-win. It wasn't a loss when I wanted to pick a fight with one of the Barbie Zombies either because bumping into one of them in the hallway was sure to get a reaction out of them. I loved watching them act all tough in their pink high heels. Hilarious.

I decided today wasn't the day to pick a fight. I wasn't in the mood. Another sleepless night with no caffeine left me exhausted.

I stumbled out of my fourth period class - the last to leave the room - all before bumping into someone else who was trying to enter the room. I was about to yell a smart ass comment when I looked up into the most beautiful green eyes I had ever seen in my life. They were gentle on my confused face and didn't look annoyed by my knocking into them. When my footing was stable I looked once more at those green eyes and then the whole of the person that stood before me.

"Sorry. Are you ok?" The owner of those green eyes asked in a gentle velvet voice.

"Yea," I managed to say. The green eyes swollowed my whole being. I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to look away.

"I'm Edward. I just transfered here today. What's your name?

"Bella," I replied annoyed. I wasn't annoyed at the question, I was annoyed at the fact that this 'Edward' would soon become one of the Barbie Zombie's prey and I didn't want any part of that drama.

He smiled before saying one last thing, "See you around, Bella."

He turned back towards the room I had tried leaving and disappeared behind the prison walls.

I was shocked. He was gorgeous. Something about him kept him on my mind the rest of the day. Maybe it was the green eyes I had lost myself in. I wasn't sure what it was but if there was any chance he was immune to the Barbie Zombie's powers, I would sure like to see him again.

Note: I told you it was different - Different from any other the other stories I've done. I'll try to update as soon as I can. Review and tell me what you think. I don't know who else I'll be adding (Alice, Emmett, etc) so please don't ask. I might not add any of them - I might add them all. You never know. Read and find out.