Hello! Completely inspired by watching Breaking Dawn (how amazing was it!) that I have decided to return to Fanfiction but this time with a Twilight story. This is loosely based on the books, will from time to time follow the same story line, but of course in my own way. I don't want to re write the book but I believe I must follow it to keep it as 'Twilightish' as possible. I am considering writing the next chapter from Edward's perspective too, to give you a better feel for this character - as this chapter won't give away much!

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R

Me and Mr Cullen

Chapter One – First Day

Everybody was staring.

Of course they would be, I thought to myself, as I quickly tried to escape their judging eyes. I bet I'm the first new kid Forks High School has ever seen. Everybody here grew up with each other, they all played house in the front garden, drank milk together through pre-school and then watched each other evolve throughout middle school. High school was just another obstacle they all had to face together.

Of course, that made things worse for me. If there's one thing I hate more than anything, its attention. And right now I seemed to be at the centre of it.

"Hey!" I heard a voice call out.

Please don't be calling me, please don't be calling me.

"Isabella Swan, right?" A tall, blonde haired blue eyed boy grinned at me.

I tried to hide my disappointment and forced a smile. "Bella." I corrected.

"Of course, welcome to Forks High School Bella! I'm Mike!"

He seemed way to enthusiastic to see me. Was it really that strange to see a new face around here? Or did my dad do something stupid like organise a town meeting to telling everyone of my arrival?

"Must be weird to see all this rain huh?" Mike asked happily, as we walked along the hallway. "I felt exactly the same when I moved from California, bet your missing all that Arizona sun!"

Did he Wikipedia me or something!

I smiled once more. "Yeah, I guess the rain will take some getting used to..." I nodded, and then discretely got my schedule out. Nobody liked the new kid who walked around reading a piece of paper all day.

"Oh is that your schedule? Let me check if were in any classes together!" Mike said enthusiastically and took the paper out my hand before I could object. "Awesome, you're in my Biology class – that's next, we can walk together!"

I forced another smile; it was becoming easier to pretend I was interested in what Mike had to say. I'd nod every few seconds, throw in a little laugh and he seemed happy enough. We reached the bright yellow door which gave me a subtle reminder of my home in Arizona. I sighed as we entered.

"You must be Isabella Swan, I'm Mr Banner." The teacher turned towards me and smiled warmly.

"Uh yeah, just Bella's fine." I nodded. This was going to be such a long day.

"Great, nice to have you here, there's a free seat over there for you and just see if you can keep up for today. If you need any help I'm sure your partner will be more than willing, it's as if Mr Cullen has sat through a century's worth of my lessons!" He chuckled, and then pointed me in direction to the table by the window.

As I looked up, I was overcome by what sat before my eyes. It was like nothing I had ever seen before. Surely this boy, who sat alone at the table, had to be the most perfect thing I had ever witnessed. His ghostly skin colour was mesmerising, and his eyes were dazzling. They seemed to be pure gold. He sat there, his posture so perfect and he looked so effortlessly beautiful.

"Bella?"

I blinked, and turned to see Mr Banner standing behind me, looking slightly confused at my awed appearance. I could feel my cheeks burn red, as I hurried across the room to my seat, stumbling over my feet on the way.

I had to stop myself from staring again. I threw my head down and took the seat next to him. Still embarrassed, I threw my hair across my face in hope that he wouldn't notice the crimson colour of my cheeks.

Instead, he didn't seem to notice me at all. He sat across the table, on the edge of his seat for the whole duration of the lesson.

I smelt my hair, and my clothes – was it me? What an earth had caused him to come across as so rude? I watched him as he gripped the edge of the table, his face emotionless. He seemed to be concentrating on something, maybe the clock? Perhaps he was counting down the minutes to freedom, when he could finally escape from breathing the same air as me.

I studied him intently; he didn't turn to look at me once. This only made me more self-conscious. Everyone I had met today went out of their way to speak to me, - not something I actually wanted but evidently that is what had happened. Everyone except him. Mr Cullen – I didn't even catch his first name.

I didn't listen to Mr Banner for the whole hour whilst Mr Cullen began to look as if he was dying a slow painful death. Maybe he was?

Should I nudge him, see if he's okay?

Although it was clear he did not want to look at me, never mind speak to me, all I could think about was speaking to him.

The loud bell sounded, and before I could even begin to throw my books into my bag, he was gone. I blinked twice to assure myself that it wasn't my eyes playing tricks on me. But no, he was really gone.

I smelt my hair once more. Strawberries, definitely strawberries.

"I'm telling you Jake, it was awful!" I whinged, throwing myself onto my bed.

"Come on Bells', stop being so melodramatic – I'm sure it went fine." Jacob laughed and then sat down beside me.

I wasn't being melodramatic. To begin with, the whole school seemed to know who I was. There was no privacy as I was watched wherever I went, everyone trying to work out why I had moved back to Forks. And to make matters worse, everyone seemed to enjoy having someone new to talk about. I stood out like a sore thumb and it was terrible.

"It was like they'd never seen another human being enter Forks before." I sighed. Another two years to endure high school, and then I could go to college and finally do something interesting with my life.

Jacob laughed. "I know you're really sad about the fact you can't come to high school with me."

Jacob Black was my only friend in Forks. His dad, Billy was best friends with my dad, Charlie. We used to hang out a lot when we were little, but when my mom and dad split up I moved to Arizona with her, but I still came and spent every summer here in Forks with Charlie. Forks can be a little boring if you don't know anybody, hey – it's probably just as boring if you know everyone, but my dad used to pair me off with Jacob a lot so I wouldn't be stuck around the house all day.

Jacob lived in La Push, so we didn't get to go to the same high school, which sucked. I really would have felt a lot better with him around.

"Or maybe the fact my Biology partner wants to kill me?" I asked, pondering the thought. I wasn't exactly lying, Mr Cullen really did look like he wanted to pounce on me any second and tear me to shreds.

"Oh of course, definitely not melodramatic at all. What makes you think that?"

"He just sat there, gripping the table, looking in pain." Jacob laughed once more. "Jake it's not funny! He looked disgusted, I have no idea what his problem is!"

"You can't win them all Bells'." Jake grinned at me, and then playfully hit my shoulder. "Well I'm glad you're first day didn't go too bad, although I'd watch out for that Mike kid – I don't really like the sound of him."

"Hey! He's a lot nicer than Cullen anyway."

"Whatever, he sounds weird to me." Jacob got up and picked his leather jacket up from the bed. "I best be heading off, my dad's probably wondering why I'm not home yet. Call me when your free, I could use some help with some bikes I'm trying to fix up."

"Do I look like your average mechanic?" I asked, following him downstairs.

"No, but you look like a loser who has no other friends than me." He smirked, and then pulled me into his arms to hug me goodbye.

"Funny." I scowled. "Maybe Mike wants to hang out."

"Even funnier." Jacob pulled a face. "See you soon Bells'."

I watched Jacob walk out of the door, and waved him off. For some strange reason, I couldn't get Cullen out of my head. As weird as the whole situation was, something intrigued me about him. His insane beauty was captivating, and the way he reacted to me was unexplainable. For now anyway. Next Biology lesson I would approach him, and tell him how rude his behaviour was, and hope he has a valid reason for it.

I walked to Biology, half nervous, what if Mr Cullen decided to be in another mood like the day before, and reacted badly to my question? What if he had no answer, other than the fact he didn't like me?

How could he not like me? He didn't know me.

I took a deep breath and entered through the door, only to see the table was empty. He wasn't in. So where was he?