Someone different

Summary: Post to Twilight. Jacob moves from Mexico to Forks Washington with his dad after her mother dyed. There he meets his old friend Bella Swan. After starting school in Forks High he meets Edward and the things start happening. All human. EdwardXJacob slash. There was never EdwardXBella.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, though I think that you all know that. :D But I wish that I could own Jacob :D

Jacob P.O.V

This was totally something I haven't expected. I was my way to Forks where I haven't been since I was five, driving my car with my dad on passenger seat. Yeah, we were moving to Forks, again. It was kind of okay, at least I would see Bella, my old friend from Forks, but being a new kid wasn't ever fun.

We moved from Mexico after my mother dyed. My dad and she were in a car accident and that's why my dad is in wheelchair at the moment, and rest of his life. My mother's passing was one of the hardest things in my life and now even thinking her brought tears to my eyes, which I tried hard to keep back. I never cried front of my father, I wasn't shamed, I just knew that it would bring more pain to him and that's not what I wanted. My sisters, Rachel and Rebecca moved away as soon as possible. Rebecca met some guy and moved with him to Hawaii and Rachel went to college. So now I'm stuck with my alcoholic father who just drunks himself to sleep every night, and me the depressed boy who looks like a girl who is having an anorexia. So yeah, for short: my life sucked.

"Do you know where we are going Jake?" my father asked, what was like tenth time today.

"Sure, sure, I checked the place from map and if I remember correctly our house is at the same road as Swan's", I said. That old man just couldn't trust me couldn't he? The Swans by the way are Bella and Charlie Swan, Charlie-Bella's father- was Chief of Police in Forks. Just like twelve years ago, but now Renee, Bella's mother didn't live here anymore. She had moved to Phoenix and was newly married with some guy. Bella moved here last year with Charlie.

"Oh, okay", my dad just mumbled.

I just shook my head and the rest of the time we were both quiet without saying anything.

When we rode to our new home, there was Charlie already waiting us. He and dad being very good friends he knew about our coming. I rode the old truck to front yard, front of the old, red, two storey house.

I rose from the car and took my dad's wheelchair from backseat and helped him on it.

"Hello, and welcome to rainy Forks", Charlie gestured happily. At least it wasn't raining at the moment, so it made moving in easier.

"Hello, Charlie", my dad said "Long time no seen" and he smiled. He actually smiled. Why didn't ever smile to me? Maybe it was 'cause I'm gay well maybe not but still. Yes, I'm gay, don't freak out. I think it's completely natural. But well, when I told my dad he took it a hard way, completely differently than my mother when I had told her, long before she dyed.

"Jacob!!" I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard someone yelling my name. I looked around me and saw Bella running towards us. In few seconds, her arms were around my neck when she hugged me. "Oh my God Jake, it's so good to see you", she said sounding excited. "Yeah, you too", I said and gave her a half smile.

"Wow, you have changed a lot", she said looking me up and down. Well, I was changed, and a lot. My black hair was now short and I have certainly lost lot of weight, I know that myself but I just simply didn't care.

"Well, so are you", I said. "Lot can happen in five years." We have met Bella and her mother Renee when we were in vacation in Florida. Accidently we were at the same hotel so we started to hang out with each other. That was before my mother dyed, so I used to be happy and always smiling, but not anymore. Ever since my mother dyed, which happened something like year ago I haven't been smiling and I haven't seen any of my family smiling. She took huge part of us by her passing, and I think that I will never, or my dad for that matter, can be that happy again.

"Well, you are right wit that", Bella said. "So, you guys need help with moving?" she asked.

I looked the all the stuff we had brought with us, there wasn't pretty much but Billy being in wheelchair and me without any kind of muscles it would take a hole day. "That would be nice", I said and tried to smile her, but like I said: I was trying.

She smiled back at me and said:"Let's start then!" and she took the first boxes and I followed her lead.

Finally everything was inside our little house. It had taken hours to get everything inside and it would take lot more hours to unpack everything.

"Do you want help with unpacking?" Bella asked. She really was on helpful feeling today.

"No, Bella, you don't really have to. You have done more than enough already", I said as I opened one boxes full of my clothes and started putting them into closet.

"But I want to", Bella said. I sighed.

"Do what you have to do to feel your happiness again", I said jokingly. Bella smiled and started opening one of the boxes.

After a while Bella asked for me:"What is this?" and held one of the most important thing to me in her hand.

"I call it dream icon, you know the thing that keeps bad dreams away", I said taking it from Bella and placing it above my bed. It was some kind of thing made of leatherlines and they had been braid and put some kind of shape.

"So, you have been having bad dreams", Bella asked shyly.

"Yeah", I said. "Every since when my mother dyed. They stopped for a while, but after my sisters left they came back."

"I'm really so sorry for your mother, Jake", Bella whispered and sat on the bed beside me.

"Don't be", I said. "There is no reason to you be sad, I will get over it, on time."

"I really hope so", Bella said and hugged me, and I hugged her back.

I pulled out of hug and said:"Maybe we should continue our unpacking or we are going to be here tomorrow." I tried to smile again but, like before it didn't help when was trying, you just have to smile and then it would make you feel better. I may be joking but I wasn't completely with the jokes, they never made me laugh.

"Bye the way, we have school tomorrow" Bella reminded me. Oh crap! I thought. This was going to be so sucked year.

I think Bella saw my face when I thought school so she said:"Don't worry, we will be same class, I mean 'cause we are both sophomores, so there's a chance that we have some same classes." (Yes I know that Jacob is year younger than Bella, but now they are same age, so bear it!)

"Thanks Bella", I said, and I really meant it, Bella was such a good friend, she made me feel lot better than I had in months. There was never no-one to talk to, even the few words about my mom had made me feel better.

"For what?" she asked confused.

"For being such a good friend."

She only smiled me and we returned to unpack boxes.

After an hour or so unpacking I heard my dad shouting:"Bella! Jacob! Come down to eat something?" I was almost knocked down. My dad just asked me to come eat! When did he start care about my eating, or me anyway? Or maybe this was just 'cause Bella and Charlie were here. I sighed. Maybe my dad really didn't love me.

"Jacob", Bella said and I looked at her. "Are you coming?" she was standing at the door, waiting me, but I really wasn't in mood to eat anything, not that I even could. If I ate too much I would throw up.

"No, I'm not hungry", I mumbled to her and continued putting things to their places.

"Come on Jacob, don't leave me alone with those sport crazy, old people ", she begged. "Please, please, please", she continued, and I couldn't help it. I couldn't keep my head when she was pleaded.

"Okay, okay." I said. "Just don't give me any puppy dog eyes or I start feeling that I have done something horrible.

"Okay", she said and walked out of the door me on her heels.

I sat down to our little kitchen table. There was everything almost on their places in the kitchen but living room looked like after hurricane. Guess it would take lot of time to take everything to order so the place would look like someone lived in here.

"What is for dinner?" Bella asked. Huh? Dinner? I looked the clock on the kitchen's wall. Right the time was 4 pm. So, this was like an early dinner. Bella hadn't even mentioned that she would want lunch, well guess she wasn't hungry either.

"My special spaghetti", Billy answered. I snorted. Yeah, very special spaghetti. Only thing that made it special was that Billy said it was special, and so everyone believed him.

"It had been time since you've done it", I said.

"Naah, it hasn't been that long", Billy just said. This is the one reason I hated him, this was just some acting to him. He just acted front of the others that we were happy family but in reality, we weren't anything close to that. Even now, after Swans would leave he would just take the bottle and start drinking and I would have to bear his shouting and hitting. Of course when he tried to hit it didn't strike me, after all he was rally drunk at the time and on the wheelchair.

"Yeah, right", I muttered so anyone didn't hear.

I ate my spaghetti, not very much 'cause I knew that I would threw up, so most of the time I just played with it on my plate. Bella gave me the look but I just avoided it. Like somebody actually cared if I died now or tomorrow.

After dinner the Swans had to leave, and like I knew before, Billy took bottle out of closet and started drinking. 'Great', I thought. 'Just leave me to unpack everything by myself.'

I went to up-stairs and finished unpacking in my room. After putting everything to their right places, the room looked really small. Maybe I just should get away all the stuff I had so it wouldn't look like there had been hurricane in my room. But yeah, what ever.

Then I went to living room and started putting everything in their places. While that, Billy was sitting on kitchen table talking to himself or just someone who really wasn't there. Nothing new. My dad being drunk rally was very common. And he is not even able to go work 'cause he is in wheelchair, or that he just didn't want to. So yes, really nice that he drinks all the money we have so soon we don't have food what to eat, and then we have to sell our house so we get food. Or then not, maybe my dad just want us to die so he doesn't need to take care of me anymore, but really it's like I'm taking care of him. So, I really had very responsibility dad. I just hate my life.

The living room wasn't ready yet, but I wouldn't be able to pick up all the stuff alone today, so I just went up-stairs, and took a long and warm shower.

After shower I looked my image from the mirror, it really wasn't very beautiful sight. I was so skinny that, I don't know how to say that. I could see many bones that I shouldn't, I mean if I was normal weighted I wouldn't see them. The problem was that I really hated myself. I wanted to look normal, but I couldn't. I couldn't eat while I knew my mother couldn't. I would throw up almost every time I eat something, yes I could eat very little, I mean like one apple in the morning, maybe other for lunch and maybe some noodles for dinner. I didn't eat any meat, that would be too much. I should have gone to see doctor ages ago, but I didn't care about it back then, neither did Billy. He sees me every single day but he never says that I should do something to my weight, though he knows that it can be very dangerous to be too underweighted, but hey, I still lived so it couldn't be so bad…I think.

Next morning my alarm woke me up at 7, so I had an hour to get ready and go to school. I got up from bed and looked my closet what I could wear today. Something that would look good. Well, I think there isn't any clothe in my closet that would look good on me, they were way too large to me. So, I took the smallest jeans I found (they still were two sizes too big to me, but didn't look so bad), then I took black T-shirt and white hooded jacket.

I went to down stairs and saw Billy who had passed out to the living room couch. Still when I hated him like my own life, I couldn't leave him there, what if Bella would come bye and see Billy there passed out? She would start asking questions, questions which I didn't want to answer. So I went to Billy, took his wheelchair and somehow I was able to lift him on it. Then I bought him to his room and lifted him to the bed. The whole process took at least 10minutes, really it wasn't easy to lift my dad to wheelchair.

I took two bananas from basket and ate them. I had to eat really slowly so I wouldn't throw up. It took me 15 minutes (can you believe it? 15 minutes to eat two bananas). The time wasn't very much, only 7.30 am but I thought that if I weren't able to find school fast, I wouldn't be late. So I took off to our truck and headed to school.

I found the school easily. Really it was really close to our house, if I had walked it would have taken 20 minutes maybe. But by car only 5 so there wasn't so many cars yet in the parking load. I parked the car and went to office to get my schedule.

At the office desk there was woman who looked something like 30 years old with blonde hair, looking really bored. She didn't even raise her head from her papers when I went in.

"Uhm…Hi", I said, and now she raised her head to look at me. "I'm new here, my name is Jacob Black."

"Oh, okay", she said and started looking my schedule from her computer. "Junior, I suppose", she said.

"No", I said. "I'm sophomore."

She looked me up and down. She rally thought that I was junior? Did I really look that young? "Really?" she asked.

"Really", I said.

She made something with her computer again and printed to me my schedule. "Here you go", she said while handing it to me. "I need you to get a sign here from every class where you are, and oh, there is a map to you too."

I didn't get the idea why this had to do but I only said:"Okay, thanks." and I leaved.

'Didn't even get "have a nice day" or "good luck"', I thought.

I went outside and watched my schedule. It was still raining, like I think would every day. Well, there wasn't this much rain in Mexico, but I still kind of liked it. Rain is always good, it cleans everything.

My first class was Math in building 2, then I had English in building 4, Spanish in building 4 (yes I have Spanish, I lived in Mexico where almost everyone talked Spanish), then I had History in building 6, Health Education in building 5 and to the end two hours gym in building 7. So, I think that lunch would be in building 1. Oh, the lunch it's between Spanish and History.

I raised my head to look the parking load and saw many people looking at me. Really, I had hood over my head and still everyone could tell that I was the new kid! Creepy. I just avoided their looks and started looking for building two.

After wondering a while around I saw Bella with her friends chatting about something. She saw me too and waved me. I waved her back and she run to me, big smile on her face.

"Hi Jake", she greeted.

"Hi", I said.

"Do you need help finding the classes?" she asked innocently.

"Well", I said. "It would be nice to find right building."

"Sure, let me see your schedule", before I could give it to her she had already jerked it from my hand. "Let see…" she mumbled to herself.

Now her friends too have came to us. Then Bella said:"We don't have many classes together. Only gym and lunch, but I can show you where the building two is."

Someone couched to get our attention. Now Bella looked like she had first time seen her friends coming. "Oh", she said. "So, Jacob these are my friends Angela (girl with dark hair and eyeglasses), Jessica (girl with blonde hair and what to me looked like gossiper), Mike (blonde guy and to me he looked basic American) and Eric (boy with dark hair and big smile).

"Though, I think Mike has same Math as you, correct?" Bella asked.

"Do you have Mrs. Char?" he asked. (I really don't know any of the teachers names so they are from my head.)

"Uhm…" I said and looked the schedule from Bella's hand. "Yes."

"Cool, we can go there together so you find the right class."

"Sure, sure", I said and took my schedule from Bella. Then, the first bell rang, so I went with Mike to building two.

"So", Mike started. "Where did you move from?"

"From Mexico", I simply said.

"Really?" he asked like he won't believe me. But I just nodded. "You mean the country, not Mexico City.

"From country", I simply said.

"What town?"

"Tampico."

"Oh, have never heard from that."

"I'm not surprised. Most of the Americans don't know much beyond U.S.A."

"I just ignore 'cause you are new" he said looking little pissed.

"Well that's nice to know."

"But hey really", he said looking very happy again. How fast did he change his mood? "What was it like?"

"Well, for short. Population was lot more bigger, something like 300 000, it's warm there and it doesn't rain so much and people aren't so white", I said. I just had to say the last comment, these people here were just so palefaces.

"Wow", he says. "That's a big change." Now we were in the right building, then we went inside the small class on the left. Or for me it was small class, there was maybe 25 people in the class, in Tampico, the school were I was the classes were something like 40 people. Maybe that's the reason why I didn't learn anything.

The teacher, Ms. Char came to class right after me and Mike. I went to her and gave her my schedule. "Well morning…" she looked my schedule. "Mr. Black. I see you are new here."

"Yes", I simply answered. She signed my schedule and handed it back to me.

"Let's see…" she said and looked the class. "You can sit next to Quil here. Quil could you please raise your hand?" she asked. One Native American boy, who looked very bored, but still had little smile on his face, raised his hand. I was just walking there when the teacher said:

"If you please, Mr. Black, could you introduce yourself?" I knew it wasn't question, though she said it like it was question, but you couldn't say no.

"Well…err…I'm Jacob Black and I just moved here from Mexico", that was all I said, then I looked teacher and she nodded me, giving me my book and permission to go to my seat.

I took my seat next to Quil and started listening teacher's lesson. She didn't say something I didn't already know, but I still wrote all I got to my notebook. I was conscientious student at least this year 'cause I wanted to pass. I made all the works teacher gave us, and rest of the class I found myself bored.

"So, you're Jacob?" the boy next to me, Quil asked.

"Yep", was all I said.

"I'm Quil", he said and gave me his hand to shook. I shook it and nodded him.

"So, you are not very 'much talking' sort of people?" he asked. He was really trying to build conversation and I was blocking him, so now I tried to answer little more than just one word.

"You could say that. I used to be very much talking sometime, but I think that that has passed me", I joked little. I tried to smile, which, like before didn't go to my eyes.

"So, why don't you then talk so much anymore?" he asked. Very nice topic we have, reason why I don't talk so much. Luckily the bell rang, so I gathered my stuff to my backpack and started to head to the door.

Quil was right behind me and asked:"Do you nee help finding your next class?"

I forced little smile on my face so he wouldn't think that I'm complete ass hole. "Well, it would be a help", I said. I really got tired for this smiling, it was so forced.

"Well, what do you have next?" he asked. I looked my schedule.

"Um… English with Mr. Robinsson", I said. Was there really a male English teacher?

"Okay, I can show you were the class is, I think that my friend Embry has the same class", he said and we went out.

"So, how does he look like?" I asked, I was little interested what kind of friends he would have. Would there be more Natives than he and me?

"Well…" he started. "He is Native too, he is little thinner than me and taller, I'm afraid I can't tell you anything else, only that he is funny but he has little more brains than I have."

I laughed little for that. It feels that these people can make me laugh, after a long time.

"So, how many Natives is in here?" I asked curiously.

"Well, let see", he said looking like he thought hard so his brow crinkled. "There is Leah, Seth, Sam, Emily, Embry, Paul, Jared plus us so now there are nine of us."

"Oh, okay", I said. We walked to the building four and there up to stairs and to my class.

"So, here is it", Quil said. I looked inside the classroom, there was lot of people that I haven't seen before, only few from my earlier class. I think that Quil saw my face of horror, 'cause he chuckled and said:

"It isn't that bad, you will get used to it here and soon you know everyone like you have know them your hole life."

"I really hope so", I said. I looked to Quil, he was still standing there. "Well thanks to showing me the class", I said and gave him small smile.

"No problem", he said and gave me his big, friendly smile. "And if you don't have any others, you can come and sit with me and my friends at lunch."

"Thanks, I'll keep that in mind", and after that Quil left to his own class, so I went inside the classroom.

Mr. Robinsson was already at the class. He was short man with big stomach, he had eye glasses and his hair was starting to turn gray and loose. He looked very professor type of man, which didn't mind me. I gave him my schedule, he signed it and handed it to me.

"Well class", he said. 'Great another introduce', I though. And I was being sarcastic bye the way.

"We have here new student", he continued. "Would you tell something about yourself Mr. Black?"

"Uhm…sure", I said but I was thinking totally opposite. "I'm Jacob Black and I moved here from Mexico." That really was all I think I could tell to punch of people who I didn't know.

"Oh really", Mr. Robinsson said sounding interested. "So, is Spanish your mother language?" Really, couldn't he just shut up, tell me my place and start the class? I think no.

"No", I said. "English is my mother language, I lived here in Forks before I moved to Mexico."

"Oh", he said sounding surprised. "So actually you are old one here." Now he laughed to his own joke, and seemed to be only one.

"I guess so", I just said. I really wanted out of this bench of torment.

"Okay Jacob. You can take seat next to Rosalie, Rosalie would you please raise your hand?" Mr. Robinsson said. And so, one blonde girl who could have passed by model raised her hand. She was very good looking and I think that every boy here drooled after her. Maybe I would too if I weren't gay.

I just casually walked to my desk and took seat next to her. I was at my seat and didn't even look at her, maybe I was little rude but I didn't want her, or any others to think that I had joined to her fun club.

"Hi", I heard coming from my left. I raised my head and looked Rosalie. She was one paleface more, I mean, she really had very pale face like she had never seen the sun.

"Hi", I said and looked back to my notebook which I had taken from my backpack.

"I'm Rosalie Hale", she introduced herself and gave me her hand.

I took her hand and shook it saying:"Jacob Black."

"So, you are from Mexico, big change, huh?" she said while playing with her blond hair.

"Well yeah, but is okay. I love it here", I said truthfully, 'cause really this place was lot more better than Mexico.

"So, then you must like the rain?" she asked. I was really confused. Did she really want to make friends with me? She had talked me more that needed to be polite.

"Yeah, it's something I have missed a lot when I moved to Mexico."

"Wow, I would just give anything that I would get the place where it's sunny and warm", she laughed. I just smiled at her once again the smile that wasn't real and then we started to pay attention to the teacher.

While listening Mr. Robinsson I looked around me for the guy that Quil had spoken. There were two Natives beside me. One was girl other was boy and they sat beside each other. So Embry was the boy. He looked nice. And NO! I didn't mean it like that, I didn't crush at the every boy I saw. But he looked nice person, he was smiling and his eye looked friendly. But the girl, she didn't seem so friendly. She seemed like the type of person who wanted to keep her business as her business and that she didn't need anybody's help. I took my eyes off them and started writing to my notebook.

Mr. Robinsson gave us to write a story as a homework it should be ready on a week. Not big deal for me, I liked writing and I had plenty of time. Beside me Rosalie just groaned when she heard our homework.

"So, you don't like writing stories?" I asked her lifting an eyebrow.

"No, I don't. I don't really have any imagination, so I have lot of doing to find it and then write it down", she answered while taking her books and lifting them to her back.

I just nodded while taking my own books.

"So, it was nice to talk to you Jacob", Rosalie said.

"You too", I said.

She pitted her lip, I have noticed that lot of people do that when they are thinking. "So, do you need help finding the next class?" she asked.

"No thanks, my next class is in the same building, so I think that I can find it on my own."

"Okay, well I see you at the next period", and with that she walked out off the class.

I took my backpack and soon followed after. I took my schedule. Spanish was suppose to be in class 5. My English class was class 3 and when the class 5 wasn't at the same storey I went stairs up to next. There I watched around me. Class 5 was on the left. Few people were inside but the teacher-I looked my schedule for name- Mrs. Trow wasn't there yet.

Suddenly, someone dumped to me from my backside. I almost fell (I hated to admit it, but I was so small that I really could fall if someone pushed me), but the person who had dumped to me took me from my shoulders so I hold my balance.

"Sorry, didn't see you there", the person said. I turned and saw very, very good looking boy. He was really pale like Rosalie, he had bronze hair and the most greenest eyes I had ever seen. There was something this guy that took my breath away. But, maybe he was straight like most of the people so I didn't keep on hope.

"No, that's okay. My own bad", I said. I turned to go inside the class, but his voice stopped me:

"You're new here?"

"Err…Yes"

"So, you're Jacob Black then?" he asked.

"How did you…?" I started, but then remembered, this was small school so of course everyone would know the new guy.

He just grinned to me. "Edward Cullen", he said and held his hand.

"Um… since you know my name I don't need to introduce myself, but nice to meet you", I said while shaking his hand.

"You too." he said.

Now Mrs. Trow came to class, she was little early so she didn't say anything and just went to her teacher desk. I though it was good time me to go now and give me my schedule so I didn't need introduce myself front of the class, again.

I walked to teacher's desk and Edward went to his own place. "Um… Hi", I said. Mrs. Trow looked me openly so I continued. "I'm new here, so I need your sign to my schedule."

"Of course", she said taking my schedule and signing it.

"There is book to you", she said handing me the book, "Let's see where you can sit", now she took her sitting organization since most of the class hadn't came yet. "Do you want back or front of the class?"

"Front, please." I really wanted to learn something this year, unlike last year when I almost didn't pass my class, but thank god I just almost didn't pass. So this year I had to do hard work so everything would be lot easier next year.

Mrs. Trow lifted her eyebrows like she didn't believe me but didn't comment. "Okay, so you can sit next to Edward there. I already knew him, so I didn't look where she was pointing. I thanked her and walked to sit beside Edward.

I sat next to him and he said:"Well, we meet again." and smiled. It looks that many people here likes to smile.

"Seems like it", I just said and took my pen and notebook from my backpack.

"So, where did you move here?" he asked looking at me.

"From Mexico", I said casually thought inside I was screaming. I was tired people from asking everything from me but Edward seemed really nice so I just had to answer him nicely. Or maybe it was because I liked him. STOP JAKE, YOU BEARLY KNEW HIM!! Oh yes, I barely knew him, so I just had to play it cool.

"So then this should be you as a peace of cake", he said grinning.

"Wouldn't be so sure", I muttered but he heard it and looked surprised.

"And why is that?"

"Well, I wasn't so good at school last year so I don't know almost anything about Spanish's grammars, only how to write and speak it", I answered.

"Well, I think the grammars are the easiest part in the hole thing. There is always something that tells how things should go", he said. That sounded weird but, what ever.

"Well, maybe for you but not to me." He just smiled. Then Mrs. Trow asked class' attention and once again I started to write all her notes to my notebook.

Okay, there it was, Edward's and Jacob's first meeting. Hope you guys like it and please tell me what you think that I should change and what did you like. So please review, I try to update as fast as I can but reviews always help keeping spirits up.

Thanks for reading,

-SormustenHerra