Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, all rights go to Ms. Stephanie Myer.
"You'll be alright, don't worry," mom told me for what had to be the hundredth time. It felt like no matter how many times she told me this I would always feel like it wouldn't be alright.
Moving to a new school was hard, everyone knows that, but when your being forced to move all the way across the country and go to some school that looked like it came straight out of a Stephen King novel it got even harder. Forks High school was the type of school I had sworn to myself that I would never attend, but now I was breaking that promise to myself.
If you wanted to get technical it was all dads fault because he had gotten a job working at Forks hospital, voluntarily of course. He seemed to want to help those less fortunate, but I knew he only accepted the job because his mistress lived in Seattle.
Letting out a sigh I looked over at mom before placing a soft kiss on her cheek. "I'll be fine," I lied, "There's not that many students that go to this school anyways so I have less to worry about." Before she could say anything else I slid out of the car and began making my way towards the school.
I could feel the stares coming from every student in the parking lot as I made my way towards the door, but I didn't let that phase me. I kept my head up and walked into the school like I owned it.
I got my schedule from the lady in the office, who's name seemed to escape me, before walking to my first class, chemistry. As I walked in I noticed that either the class was fairly small or I was way to early, which with my luck was probably the latter. Either way I took a seat in the back of the classroom, tucking my backpack under my desk as I pulled out my chemistry book.
The class went by fairly quickly once the bell rang and filled with students, all except the seat next to me that was. It was like that throughout the rest of the day though so I learned to adapt quickly. Everyone seemed to avoid me so in return I did them a favor and avoided them.
Once school was out I made my way to the parking lot where I got into my moms awaiting car, instantly being bombarded with questions about my day. "So how was it?" she asked as she started to pull out of the parking lot.
"Fine, the classes are easier," I replied like my day hadn't just been the worst one of my life. I guess mom could see past that though because of the look she gave me like she knew what had really happened.
"You'll adjust Bella honey, you just have to give it a little time." I just nodded in response, knowing that I would never fully adjust to always being alone.
The next week went by faster than I had anticipated seeing how I always had something to do at school and at home. At school I poured myself into my work and at home when I wasn't studding for school I was unpacking the many boxes that seemed to fill my room.
Mom always asked me how my day was, hoping silently that one day it might actually turn out good for me, but so far that day had yet to come. Dad, on the other hand, was always away. When he wasn't working he was gone doing something with his new friends that he had seemed to make at a very fast rate. Even though I knew this wasn't the truth, I was still envious.
On Monday when I walked in to Chemistry I noticed that for once there was someone sitting in the seat beside mine, which meant he was either just as frowned upon as me or he was new and didn't have anywhere else to sit.
I took my seat and shoved my backpack under the desk as always, pausing mid action as I heard the unfamiliar, deep voice come from beside me. "Hello."
I turned to look at the boy who now had a grin on his face and looked like he could break me into two if he wanted. "Hello," I replied tentively.
"I'm Emmett, Emmett Cullen." He held his hand and I took it, not wanting to be rude.
"I'm Bella, Bella Swan," I replied, slightly forcing a smile onto my face. The boy sitting in front of me looked to old to be in high school still, but I didn't dare bring that up for the fear of upsetting him. He had short, black hair and was way beyond the point of muscular.
"I don't think I've ever saw you around here before," he stated.
"That's because you haven't. I moved here from New York about a week ago." He was about to say something when the teacher walked into the room and brought me back to reality.
Class seemed to drag on for the first time, seeing how I wanted more than anything to escape the stares of the gorgeous boy sitting next to me. Soon enough the bell rang and I was the first one out of the room, quickly walking to my locker to try to avoid anything that Emmett might try to say to me.
I prayed that he would only be in my chemistry class and by some act of God he was only in one of my classes. All of the sudden I dreaded and loved Chemistry because now I had at least one person that wasn't treating me like some kind of alien.