Im back with another story! its great to be writing again, and i hope you all like the new idea! please please review to let me know what you think! wow i use lots of exclamation marks... this is dedicated to all the wacky teachers at our school who just about make it bearable!

EDWARD'S POV

I groaned. Another school. Nobody was looking forward to today as I drove into the parking lot. Jasper looked severely depressed and was thinking of the best illness to fake to get him out of this torture. He could probably get away with flu in this weather.

Alice sighed, suffering from shopping withdrawal. It had been an entire weekend since she'd bought anything. Rosalie was scowling out the window as usual and cursing everyone who'd ever had anything to do with education.

Emmett seemed decidedly happier than the others. He was planning on having a Scottish accent this time. I drove into a parking space and we all climbed out slowly.

I was dreading the day ahead as we all walked toward the main door of the high school, Alice and Jazz, and Emmett and Rosalie holding hands. Well, at least we were getting the worst part out of the way. I hated first impressions. People were already starting to stare.

Well here we go, thought Alice.

Crap, Jasper thought.

If any of these idiots even look at me the wrong way I am going to rip their heads off, I'm not in the mood, thought Rosalie.

Ooo, maybe I could be Irish... Emmett pondered. I pushed open the door.

Same as usual. Everyone stopped and stared. A girl kept looking and walked into someone's locker as they opened it with their eyes fixed on us. Someone else walking behind her kept walking and fell over her, actually landing in the locker. Emmett found that amusing. At least somebody was having fun.

We followed the sign to reception. Heads turned in our direction all the way. There was a little old lady sat behind the desk with her glasses perched on the end of her nose.

"Excuse me?" I said. She made a strange noise along the lines of "bah!" and threw her pile of papers in the air. "Oh, sorry," I muttered. Alice giggled.

"Oh, um, can I help you dear?" She stuttered.

"Yes," I replied. "We're the Cullen family."

She was slightly taken aback and was still breathing heavily. It was a miracle I hadn't given her a heart attack. I looked at her name badge. Deirdre. I'd always thought that was a weird name. Deeeer-dreee. Hmm. I thought I had a great aunt called Deirdre once. Or maybe I read it in a book. Or saw it on TV. I glanced down. The carpet was orange. What sort of an office has an orange carpet?

Jasper coughed. I hadn't noticed that she'd picked up a wad of paper from the floor and was struggling to hold it up. I took the pile from her.

Aw, he just got lost in her eyes.

"Ok, thank you." I turned and strode out of the room, glaring at Emmett, who as usual had a massive smile on his face, as I went past.

Having fun with your new girlfriend Eddie?

"Do not call me Eddie! If you do, I will tear your throat out and mail your head to Italy."

"Somebody got out of bed on the wrong side this morning," he muttered.

"Emmett, I didn't... never mind," I sighed. They all took their stuff from me and Rosalie eyed her timetable as if it could bite her at any minute, holding it up next to a map of the school.

"Oh joy," She moaned. I didn't bother asking. Jasper gave Alice a longing glance then trudged off dejectedly down the hall. Alice gazed after him, and then turned in the other direction. She stopped and looked back over her shoulder. "Wait, why Italy?"

"Don't push it Alice," I growled. She sighed loudly and headed to her first class. Emmett was grinning. He really did have issues.

"What?" I asked suspiciously.

"Yay, biology!"

"Hey, what happened to the accent?"

"Oh, um, och aye and uh arrrrr!"

"Emmett that's a pirate."

"Well, maybe I'm a Scottish pirate!" he stuck his tongue out and strode off down the corridor. I sighed.