Today, January 13, the day that I start my first day of school at a new high school again. This is the third high school I have been to in this school year. Instead of staying in the United States being moved around all the time I decided to come to Bangor, United Kingdom. I am going to be living on my own, I don't have any parents or guardians left. So off to school I go.

When I first walked up to the school you could tell I did not fit in, everyone just starred. I walked straight to the front office to get my schedule. Everywhere I turned there was eyes watching me. I walked into the small office and a old woman with white hair looked up at me. "Can I help you?" she asked taking her glasses off looking me up and down.

"Yes, I'm Bella Swan, today is my first day of school here."

"Oh, yes, I just had your schedule here." she started going through papers on here desk. "Ah, here it is." she handed me the schedule and a map of the school.

"Thank you." I said and left the office. I stood outside looking at the map trying to figure out where my homeroom was. Till someone ran into me I dropped all my stuff and fell to the ground. I looked up to see who ran into me and a group of guys were all starring at me.

"Watch where your going." the one standing closest to me said.

I glared at him "Maybe you should watch where your going you are the one who ran into me."

He started laughing and they all walked away. What jerks! I got on my knees and started to pick up my stuff it was beginning to rain, just great. As I started to pick up my stuff another pair of hands started to help me I looked to see who it was. When I looked up I met the most beautiful hazel eyes. He handed me my stuff and offered me his hand to help me up. I gladly took it and stood up.

"You ok?" he asked referring to me getting knocked down.

I blushed "Yes." I whispered and tried to pull my hand back to walk away. He didn't let go and I looked back up at his face.

"I'm James, sorry what my friend did to you. He didn't mean it." Oh so he was one of them. Great I thought he would be a nice guy. "What's your name?" he asked.

"Bella." I said and started to walk away. He ran after me. Why in the hell is he following me?

"So Bella Who is your first class?" I looked at my schedule and he looked over my shoulder.

"Kelly, building 4, typing."

"We have all our classes together." He smiled still looking over my shoulder. Oh fun all my classes with him. It was starting to rain harder and I was walking faster trying to find building 4 then the first bell sounded.

"You know your going to wrong way." James said. I turned to look at him he was smiling looking to a building behind him. I turned to walk to it. "What? No thank you?" James started walking beside me.

"Thank you." I whispered and ran into the building as the warning bell sounded. As I entered the room every head in the room was turned to me. I hurried and walked to the teachers desk looking down with my hair covering my face. I handed her the slip of paper that said I was now enrolled in her class. She looked at me for a second then directed me to a chair between two boys.

As I sat down still looking down the two boys directed their attention to me.

"Hey" the one on my right said. I said nothing still looking down. While the boy on my left just continued to stare. "What's your name baby?" the boy kept talking. I kept my head down. He reached to pull my hair away and I flinched away.

"Please don't touch me" I whispered.

He smiled "Oh so now you talk." he stuck his hand on my leg and leaned closer. What the hell? What does he think he's doing?

"I believe she said to not touch her." I heard someone say looking up there was James with his hand on the guys shoulder sitting to my right. I smiled a little. "Come sit by me." he offered me his hand. I took it and he lead me to the other side of the room where there was two empty seats. "You ok?" he tried to look in my eyes.

"Yes, thank you, again." my voice cracked.

"Anytime, if you stay by me I'll look after you. You never know what these jerks will do to someone like you. I hate to even think about it." I smiled a little but didn't get to respond as the teacher started to give directions and we started typing.

I'm rather good at typing got done in twenty minutes and still had fifteen minutes left in class. James looked at me shocked that I was already done. I glanced up a him shrugged then looked at the table in front of me. Soon James got done and he turned to me, just looking not talking or anything. I glanced at him and he looked like he was in pain. I looked at him straight on and my eyebrows creased.

"Are you ok?" I asked full of concern.

He shook his head "Yea I'm fine."

"You sure?" I wasn't sure if he was fine.

"Of course I was just trying to figure you out." He looked deep into my eyes.

"Oh" I said and looked away. I heard him sigh. Then the first bell rang to go to second hour. I slowly got up not sure what to do. James started to walk out I looked after him. Then he turned around and smiled.

"You coming or are you going to stay here and get raped." he was jus teasing but I think he was serious under his teasing. I stuck my bag over my head and ran after him. We walked across campus to a building separated from the whole school. I stopped outside the door not sure if James was just leading me here to do something or he was being serious that the art department was over here. He looked at me confused then understood "Yes this is really where art is come on." He started to run up stairs and I saw a sign on the wall that said art so I believed him.

When I got up the stairs James was waiting for me by a old man with a ponytail.

"This is Mr. B" he said and the teacher did a crazy smile and pointed out where I would be sitting. Thank goodness it was in the very back row all by myself.

They was in their third semester of school so they was drawing animals. I was horrible at drawing never drew one thing in my whole life. I got aggravated and threw my eraser. I looked up to see James smiling from the other end of the room I blushed and looked back at my drawing letting my hair covering my face. This hour seemed like it would never end. Then finally the first bell rang. I quickly stuck all my new art stuff in my bag and stood up. James was waiting on me.

"Ready?" he asked I sighed and nodded.

Next was P.E. oh what fun I'm so good at sports. Not really I hate them I'm horrible at them except for soccer I love soccer. P.E. was just right down the staircase from art. I went up to the coach and she gave me a pair of shorts and a shirt to change into. I felt so exposed I never wore this little clothing in front of people. I was standing in the back corner trying to keep all eyes away from me but it wasn't working too well. James walked over to see what I was doing.

"Hey, what's up?" he nudged me.

"You know you can stop being so nice to me I mean think of what people must think of you. You know you don't want to be by me. That's fine you can go it wont hurt my feelings." It was like I was talking to the ground I couldn't bare to look at his face.

"You think I'm just talking to you to be nice?" I nodded "Well yea I am trying to be nice but I also want to get to know you, you seem very interesting. And what will people think about me hanging out with you. That I'm so lucky to be with the prettiest girl in this school?' I looked up at him in shook.

"I am not pretty I whispered." and started to walk away.

"No your more than that your beautiful and I just want to get to know you please stop trying to run from me." the class started to go outside and I followed.

"I'm not running." I said looking up at him.

"Then why do you hide behind your hair and look like a hurt dog that has been beaten too much and was never shown love?" he could see that? He could see my pain? All my memories came back with all the words he said. My eyes started to water. This was why I came is to escaped the pain try to hide from it. A tear escaped my eye and I turned away. "Oh I'm sorry" he followed me "I shouldn't of said anything its none of my business I don't know what has happened to you in your pass I'm sorry." I wiped the tears from my eyes. "Would you like to talk about it?" we were having to walk around the track.

I looked up at him "My parents got a divorce I got split between them my dad beat me my mom didn't know they both died I moved in with my grandparents they couldn't handle me the end that's it." he looked at me in shock.

"I'm so sorry I swear I didn't mean anything I said."

I nodded "Its ok it was all true."

"How did they die?" he whispered. I winced "I mean if you don't mind telling me." he said quickly seeing me wince.

"Car accident they was going to a concert together trying to come together for me." I said "It's all my fault, I killed them. If I was never born everything would have been ok they probably still would have been together alive and happy right now." I whispered.

"Don't think like that, I'm sure they loved having you." James tried to reassure me. I shook my head. "You don't know that. So what did you do to your grandparents?"

"Nothing, they couldn't stand looking at me no more not knowing that my parents were dead and I just brought back all the memories."

"Well what about all your friends?" James questioned.

I laughed a little "What friends?"

"You didn't have friends?" He looked down at me.

"No, if you haven't noticed, I was very closed off and kept to myself." he nodded understanding that.

"Are you ok now? How long has it been since they have been dead?" did he actually care about this stuff?

"I'm better, I guess, its only been seven months."

His eyes widened "Seven months?"

"Yea."

"You sure you ok?" But before I could answer a group of people came up to James. I smiled a little and waved bye to him before I quickened my pace to get away. I walked alone till we had to go back inside and change. I changed quickly and grabbed my bag and jacket and ran out before anyone could say anything to me. James was standing outside the girls locker room waiting for me. I looked up at him and he was starring at my arm. Ah I forgot my arm had scars from the past. I quickly sat my bag down and put my jacket on zipping it up.

We continued the day going through our classes James didn't say anything else to me for the rest of the day. When the final school bell rang to go home I was so relieved it was finally over. I left the school walking home, not even thinking where I was going. I wondered down a street that was dark and was a dead end. I noticed someone following me since I left the school and they had turned down the street too. I turned to look at them. Who was this?

"Hey sweetheart." he said. Once he spoke I recognized the voice, it was the guy from first hour the one that James saved me from.

"Hi." I whispered trying to walk past him to get out of the dark street. He stuck his arm out in front of me and smiled.

"Where you going babe?" he wrapped his arm around my waist and sniffed my hair.

"Away from you." I lifted my knee up and hit him below the belt then started to run.

"Bitch!" he yelled. As far as I knew he was not following me so I just kept running trying to get as far away as I could. Then I ran into someone and they grabbed a hold of me and I screamed.

"Bella?" James voice asked. I looked up at him. He wasn't alone I took a step back.

"I- I- I'm sorry." I stuttered looking behind me. I looked back at James and his friends "Goodbye" I looked to the ground and started to walk quickly away. I cant be far from the apartment. Just then I saw the building come into view. I sighed with relief.

This is my first story on here i know its no good but please tell me what you think.