Chapter 1:

A/N This is my first ever story so i'd love your opinion please. I hope you enjoy :)

Disclaimer: all twilight character's belong to Stephenie Meyer, i own only the order of the words. Chloe and leanne however are based on my two best friends so hopefully they won't kill me for putting them into my story :D

Kiss me all night don't ever let me go,

I'll never be the same,

If we ever meet again

I'll have so much more too say

Timbaland ft Katy Perry - If we ever meet again

I was surrounded by darkness and running for my life, I wasn't quite sure what from but I knew I had to be quick; of course my feet wouldn't comply and I soon became breathless. I could vaguely make out some trees around me and coarse dirt under my feet. I heard a animal howling in the distance. I should have been more terrified but I froze listening intently, somehow the call calmed me. The sound seemed to be coming closer as I heard a large animal scuffle somewhere near by. In an instance I saw a pair of deep, strong, warm brown eyes looking down into mine and I felt perfectly safe, I felt I belonged here. The eyes moved closer and I could see a little more of his face but everything was still fuzzy; I felt warm breath on my face and I felt at home. I felt lips almost upon mine. He started to lean in *beep-beep-beep-beep*.

"Ohhh, for fucks sake!" I grumbled as I reached to turn my alarm off, of course it would go off just as my mysterious protector tried to kiss me, I always had the worst luck. One of the strangest and best dreams for a long time and of course I would wake up before the good bit.

I really couldn't be bothered to get up today, I was in my final year at school and was seriously getting tired of it. All we did was study the same stuff in lessons we already knew and it was all about 'revision, revision, revision' as my delightful maths teacher repeatedly told us at the end of every lesson.

The rest of my morning was a blur of the everyday things I had to do get up have a quick shower, get dressed put a bit of make up on (I really couldn't bothered today) and do my hair. My hair was one of the few things I actually thought of as pretty on myself, I never had to do much with it just tousle it and tuck one side behind my ear; it was a mousy brown colour that had a blonde tinge to it in the sunlight. I liked my eyes too they were big and a deep, denim blue colour, my long eyelashes framed them well. I glanced at the clock.

"Shit" I mumbled to myself, I always did this, late again for the thousandth time in a row; I'm surprised I'm still allowed to this school the amount of times I've rolled in late. I always made it to class on time but I usually missed the morning news from my friends before school. I got some toast and took some money of the top for dinner - I didn't have time to make something; I'd pay my dad back eventually but he didn't really mind, then I grabbed my school bag and hurried out the door.

I made it to school just in time to see one of my best friends waving frantically at me to get my attention. She hurried over to me and grabbed my arm pulling me over to our usual gathering place with the rest of my friends. She was rambling on about something or other as usual when I started to lose interest.

"Chlo…..Chloe…..CHLOE!!" it took a few tries but I got her attention eventually. "What are you talking about?" She quickly replied "Haven't you seen them yet?" What? I thought I was confused before but now… "Who?" I was honestly curious, our school was pretty boring in the way of gossip and school was fairly tedious at the moment and all there was to do nowadays was talk about the things going off around school, that's when Chloe stopped talking and was stunned into silence - in all the years I have known her, not once has she ever shut up this quickly; I loved her an all but that was just who she was. That's when she nudged my arm and motioned behind me and the people she was looking at; I say looking it was more like gawking. Now I was intrigued, I turned my head to look over my shoulder just as three tall, heavily built, russet skinned guys walked down the stairs.

Now don't get me wrong some of the guys at school weren't half bad but none of them were as good-looking as these guys; good-looking wasn't the right word, they were seriously hot. I was tall at 5'10" I was pretty much the tallest girl in school, I didn't really mind but it left little choice of boys for me to crush on, having to settle for average looking boys - none of which were ever really interested. But these new boys, I say boys they were men all of them were pushing 6'4". One caught my eye the most; he walked in front and was the tallest by a long way. He had to be at least 6'7" and he was huge! This only made me like him more. He had longish, straight, thick black hair that hung at around shoulder level; I wasn't usually into long hair but this boy could have been hairless and still be the hottest guy I've ever seen. His chiselled jaw line, amazing muscles and smouldering eyes left me a little breathless if I'm honest The other two behind him weren't bad either with short cropped hair and muscley build. They were hot don't get me wrong but nothing compared to the perfection of the tallest one - I don't know why I bother even looking, a guy like him would never go for a girl like me, I wasn't exactly ugly but I wasn't really that 'pretty' either. I vaguely heard Chloe talking at me saying something about them moving here on a transfer program from America somewhere and that they were going to be here for the rest of the year. As I began to tune into what she was saying he looked up at me and his eyes met mine, he was staring right at me for what seemed like eternity. I reluctantly withdrew myself from his enchanting stare at that moment I saw out the corner of my eye one of his friends punch his shoulder but he carried on staring at me.

Finally his other friend shouted "Jake! Come on man we gotta go, what you staring at anyway?". He quickly turned his head from me to look at his friend I took this opportunity to try and concentrate on what Chlo was saying.

Jake. I liked it. Probably more than I should, I knew nothing would ever happen but it didn't stop me imagining the possibilities. At this point I came back down to earth to have Chloe waving hers in front of my face.

"Alex, helloooo is anyone in there?"

"Lex!" I quickly looked at her only to have her stare at me waiting for me to say something.

"So…" Yeah I thought as much, she wanted to know what I thought of them before she made up her mind, I already knew what she thought of them; it was written all over her face. She bobbed up and down excitedly waiting for my response.

"They're pretty hot" a simple but true answer without giving too much away, that was all she needed to start rambling on.

"I know right, I mean wow!" I really couldn't be bothered to listen so I just tuned her out, I got the main gist of the conversation coming mainly from her, it involved a lot of 'god they're so hot' and 'you can't have Embry, he's mine!' she of course already had her favourite and was adamant she would have him; I didn't see why she couldn't she was really pretty after all, but deep down we both knew they would never go for us when they had other options. We weren't at the bottom of the social scale, but by no means were we the 'popular' girls either. I just really didn't like the idea of having friends that hated you and bitched behind your back. The unspoken dress code they all seemed to abide by didn't take my fancy either; blonde ratty extensions, fake tan, short skirts you couldn't move in without flashing someone and the three shovel's full of make up they wore everyday. I really wasn't envious of them at all, the friends I had were my friends because they liked me, not because they had to or because we all wanted to be popular. The only thing was that apparently the boys at our school all had a thing for the 'slag' look as me and my friends called it, so all the decent looking boys drooled over them not leaving many hot boys to crush over.

The day seemed to blur by and I barely paid attention in class, all I could think about was Jake. His gorgeous face and shiny black hair I just wanted to… "Alexandria? What do you think?" Oh shit, I was in trouble now.

I wasn't even sure what lesson I was in "about what miss?" I knew from the voice it was a she so I quickly glanced up to see the teacher and board, English oh the joy.

"I see you weren't paying attention, I'll see you after class". Great just what I needed! I mumbled a quiet "sorry miss" before she continued with her lecture, apparently we were discussing a book for our coursework.

After the lesson ended I quickly apologised hoping to leave as soon as possible, explaining I was just a little distracted with something at home. I told her it was nothing to worry about and I should be fine by tomorrow. It was a complete and utter lie but I didn't really want to talk about the fact I wasn't paying attention because I was thinking about the hottest guy I'd ever seen. Even though I'd only ever seen him once from afar and that I'd probably be worse if I saw him again but he was all I could think about. I had to get a grip, I was pretty good in school and got good grades pretty much the whole time, I wasn't the smartest person in the world but I wanted to do something with my life and I knew I needed a good education to do that. I had to buckle down, exams were close I could crush on guys when I didn't have to concentrate so much on school work. With my new plan embedded deep into my brain; which basically involved avoiding Jac… him at all cost to stay focused. I quickly rushed out the class and headed straight out the main door focused on getting home without thinking about him at all.

Apparently luck wasn't on my side as I exited the main door I saw him leaning on the chasse of the nicest ride I had ever seen (well nice compared to the other wrecks the other students lucky enough to have a car had). It was a black on black '67 mustang parked up between a Civic and a Punto (that gives you an idea of the types of car people had around here). I couldn't help but stare at how perfect he was and that car; I didn't know a lot about the mechanics behind them but I always had a thing for nice cars, not the fancy expensive cars but the classics. I stopped dead in my tracks while Jake shouted his friends Quil and Embry over, maybe if I just turn around he won't see me and I can go home and get some English coursework done and not think about him at all. Apparently luck seriously hated me today with a vengeance and as I began to turn around I heard him shout someone.

"Hey! Wait up!" he couldn't be talking to me, why would he ever want to talk to me so I carried on walking.

"Hey! You with the blue bag!" I looked down, forgetting I had a blue bag, but someone else must be wearing one too, he wouldn't want to talk to me!

"Hey…" His voice was softer and close, I felt a warm hand touch my shoulder. My heart fluttered a little at his touch.

A/N I would love reviews to help me improve the next chapter, be honest. I'll try to reply to all my reviews.