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B POV:

So, where do I start? My name is Isabella Marie Swan, but I go by Bella. Isabella sounds too fancy, and for an average girl in Phoenix, I think that's a little much. But anyway, I'm moving away from Phoenix and to the tiny town Forks. I'm going to live with my dad Charlie for a while and this will be fun. Maybe. I can't believe I'm about to arrive at Charlie's house. I haven't been there in years. I wonder if it remembers me. No not really, I was joking, obviously, I'm not stupid. Today is Saturday, the fifth of February. I start at Forks high school on Monday. I hope it's not too complicated.

Charlie slowed down his car to pull in the driveway. Wow, it's been forever since I was last here. As I went inside, Charlie reminded me that there was only one bathroom. Great. So, I started unpacking and settling in. By Monday I wasn't completely adjusted to the time difference, and was a tad bit jetlagged.

On Monday, I woke up at 6:00, when my alarm clock went off. I got dressed and headed to school after eating breakfast. On my way out, my dad stopped me from getting to the end of the driveway to be picked up by the bus. He brought me over to an orange truck and said it was a present and that I could drive it to school instead.

"Oh my god, dad! This is amazing! I love it so much! Thank you dad! I love you and I missed you!" I exclaim as I hug my dad tightly.

" I love you too, Bells, and I'm glad you like it. I had a special feeling you would." He said, hugging me back. " Now you might want to get going or you'll be late for your first day!" He said with a happy smile.

So, I drove to school. When I got there, I realized how simple and small the school was. That really relieved some of my anxiety. Before lunch time I met a girl named Jessica and a guy named Mike. They seemed nice. Mike seemed to like me an odd bit much, though, but I did my best to ignore it. At lunch, there were a bunch of students coming in the doors. They didn't look quite normal though, they were in some way different, though I couldn't exactly place how. Then it came to me: they were beautiful.

"Who are they?" I asked Jessica, my mind racing, filling itself with their oddly extraordinary beauty that was mystifying and made me feel like a character of a mystery novel.

"Oh, those are the Cullens. They're really strange. They sit away from everyone and keep to themselves all the time. That's probably because they're the doctor's foster kids, and they're all dating each other. I don't think that's even legal. But anyway, the big dark haired guy is Emmett, and he's with that Blonde girl next to him. Her name is Rosalie. Even if she is stuck up, I wouldn't mind to have hair like that. Or even a guy like that. But the tiny girl with the pixie cut, that's Alice. She's dating Edward, the guy with the gray shirt on. And then there's the other one, Jasper. He's not with anyone. No one seems to know why. Yet everyone wants to know."

"Really? That's something unique about this school. I haven't heard of another school with people like that. Ever. Not even in movies or books." I said, Still awed by their engaging beauty.

Truthfully, in my head, I was thinking Jasper was slightly more beautiful, but I'd never admit it. Apparently he's the weird sibling. But yet in way they were all the weird ones, because I my mind couldn't place where all their beauty came from. Maybe I'd figure out. Maybe not. Who knows?

"Dude, he's clocking you over there? And stranger yet, you're oblivious to it." Said Mike, sounding insanely confused.

" Um What? Where? Who?" I questioned swiftly, looking around.

"Jasper. Look at him! He's staring right at you even now!" Mike almost shouted.

I looked over. Surely enough, he was staring right at me. My likings for him got stronger by the sight of his eyes looking in my direction. No. I could not like anyone. That would distract me from my studies. But he was just too amazing to stop thinking about him. Then I realized, I was oblivious to his staring? Wasn't that how it was supposed to be?

"Wait, even stranger that I'm oblivious to it? Do I even want to know what that means?" I questioned him, completely confused.

Mike hesitated before he spoke, "When a Cullen weirdo is staring at you, which happens a lot, you normally feel it on your skin, almost like they want you to know it, or don't want you to know it but they know it will feel that way. But then again, maybe they're just so weird that we all just think it feels that way."

"Huh. That's interesting. But really until you told me he was staring I had no idea. In fact, if you hadn't told me, I would have never noticed." I said

Then the lunch bell rang. I'd been so mesmerized by the Cullens that I forgot to eat my lunch. Oh well, I wasn't really hungry anyway. As I walked to my next class, Biology, I got my book and papers from the teacher. Then he gave me my seating arrangement. Right next to Jasper. Well that would be interesting. I think.

When I sat down, I looked over at Jasper. He sat there, on the edge of his chair, looking rather nervous at me. I was severely confused. What, was I scary or something? Did I stink? Had he never had a lab partner before? The questions ran through my head, confusing me more and more with each one. I decided to ignore it and that I was probably over reacting. Luckily, that day we didn't do anything but read through the chapter about cell reproduction.

During my drive home, I couldn't move my thoughts off of Jasper's behavior. Staring at me, looking interested during lunch, but 10 minutes later, in biology, acting like he was scared to talk to me? What exactly did this mean? I had no idea, but I decided to ask him what his problem was. Maybe he'd have a logical answer, like he was interested, but lunch made him sick and he didn't want to barf on me. Maybe something to that sort, but at least logical.

That night, I found sleeping rather difficult, because to my mind, it felt like I had made him feel uncomfortable, or made him dislike me or something. And I was definitely not one to make people feel negatively and not feel guilty about it. But exactly what had I done? What made him feel that way? I thought back to that day, and realized he'd gotten up right before the bell rang, and he did it awfully fast. Also I remembered seeing him talk to Rosalie, and he looked perfectly fine then. Oh well. I was going to confront him the next day, and he better give me a logical damn reason. If he didn't? I don't know I'd have to think about it. I started to contemplate it, but I was really tired, so I fell asleep.

When I woke up, I was upset for falling asleep without finding an answer to my further asked question. I'd just have to think of one on the drive to school. But of course not, school got canceled because there had been rain and it froze over really bad, and would be far too dangerous to go anywhere in.

So, my dad still went to work though, even when I tried to convince him not to. He decided that he had to work, that he needed to make sure no one else went out on the roads. I did not think it was a wise idea to go out in that weather, but I guess he had to, because cops were the ones to make sure everyone was safe, and he was the head of the sheriff's department.

I did everything I could to keep my mind of Jasper's strange reaction to me. I started dinner at 9:00 am, so I could make a really good soup. Then I did all the laundry and swept and mopped and vacuumed all the floors and even cleaned the toilet. After that, I studied for the math test that we had on Friday. The house was spotless and I knew the math inside and out before Charlie got home. I set the table and had everything involving dinner ready right before he came in the house.

The next morning, we had school. I tried to think of the answer to my question, but my whole mind was blank. When I arrived, Jasper wasn't there. All of the other Cullens were, so where was he? I got close to asking Alice, since she actually looked friendly, but my awkwardness made me chicken out at the last minute.

The rest of the week went by, all without Jasper coming to school. His act got even stranger than the day I first saw him. But then on Monday, he wasn't at lunch, but when I got to biology, there he was, sitting at our table, looking at me contently.

"Why hello, I'm Jasper Cullen. I apologize for not introducing myself sooner. You're Isabella, right?" he said as soon as I sat down.