Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, Stephenie Meyer, and not even my characters. They're all based on me and my friends (I am not 'Emilie') I was just bored and I wondered what would happen if the Cullens came to our school and met my crazy friends. (I consider myself to be crazy, yes I do.) So yeah. I don't really expect anyone to like it, I was just bored. Have fun reading my sucky fanfic!

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The weather was definitely fitting Emilie's mood. Dark clouds were rolling over her head to as far as the eye could see, and the wind was blowing so hard leafs were actually falling off the trees though it was the middle of august. She was painfully making her way to the school entrance, dragging her heavy backpack. School was in session for only a week and she was already ready to quit. Her teachers couldn't humanely give her more homework, her mother still wouldn't let her get out of babysitting though her sister was old enough to take care of herself, and the computer was down again. She was interrupted in her grim thoughts by someone pushing her violently to the side, sending her backpack flying. She felt like screaming. Just what she needed! Emilie turned around to find a guy standing behind her, holding her backpack. For a few seconds she just stared, bewildered. There was no way he had the time to pick it up in a quarter of a second, and he couldnt've had reflexes fast enough to catch it! Then she noticed him. She sucked in a breath of amazement. He was looking at her from underneath tousled bronze bangs. His features were absolutely perfect, breathtaking from every angle. His eyes met hers, and her heart skipped a beat or two. He nonchalantly passed by her, handing over her backpack as he did, without so much as a word. And all that time she couldn't stop staring at his amazing topaz eyes. She kept staring at the spot where he had disappeared inside the school until the bell ripped her from her thoughts, and she scuffled to the door, wishing she wasn't going to be late - and even more, that she could see him again.