Hi! I've been meaning to publish this for a while now. I hope you guys enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.

Bella Swan is your average college girl. Or rather, that's what Bella thinks. As a woman who grew up as a shy, quiet child, Bella's not used being the center of attention when she transfers to Ivinton University, a prestigious Ivy League school. Things start to heat up when the school's "king player", Edward Cullen, takes a liking to her.

BPOV

I hope she's nice. No, she doesn't even have to be nice. I just want her to be normal.

I don't want to be roommates with a genius who studies rocket science and performs chemistry experiments 24/7. But then again, I hope she's not an airheaded bimbo...

Oh, MAN, I hope she isn't that blond girl I saw on my way up here. Gosh, we'd make the worst pair of roommates.

I shook my head to get rid of the mental image of a blond girl with a face caked with makeup, who I saw giggling with another Paris Hilton Wannabe outside the building of my residence hall.

Gosh, I am definitely not going to fit in if everyone is like that.

Why did I choose to transfer to here? Oh right, only because Ivinton's one of the best universities in America. Oh yeah, and apparently Ivinton University has some of the best tennis courts around here. And by around here, I mean the United States.

Yeah, I play tennis. Although I can't seem to balance on my own two feet on a flat ground, I'm pretty decent once I get on to those arcrylic courts. I guess spending my time and money on tennis practices and lessons every day really helped, because before I knew it, Ivinton offered me an open spot, as long as I agreed to join their tennis team.

Well, anyway, back to the not fitting in part. I've always been a loner – ever since Jr. High, when looks and the color of your nail polish became the only things the people around me cared about. I've never been able to click with anyone at my old school, and I was definitely not part of the "popular" crowd. There was one girl I talked to now and then, but our friendship – if you can even call it that – broke apart when I heard her whispering fake rumors about me. I'm not even going to bother to explain what those rumors were. Just trust me, they were pretty horrible.

I sighed as I balanced the boxes I was holding between one arm and a lifted leg and blindly stuck the key my left hand was grasping in to the door's keyhole. Please, please, please, please…no bimbo, no bimbo…

"Hi, you must be Isabella! I'm Alice!"

I blinked a couple of times, frozen and rooted to my spot a foot away from the dormitory door I had just opened.

The beautiful, pixie-like, black haired girl in front of me beamed at me with a sunshine smile on her face.

"Uh..hi, Alice. Please, call me Bella," I said with a small smile.

I dropped the boxes I was holding on to the ground, my arms sore from having to carry all of them up three flights of stairs. But I didn't get a chance to breathe because I immediately felt someone hugging me tightly.

"I'm sorry, but I am SO excited. We're going to be great friends, Bella," Alice squealed as she pulled away.

I laughed at her enthusiasm and gave her an even bigger smile.

Not a bimbo in sight? Check.

No lab coats or goggles? Check.

Nice? Check CHECK CHECK.

Normal? Well, besides her incredibly enthusiastic personality and perfect looks that are WAY above normal...CHECK!

I can tell this is going to be a great year!

...

"Rosalie! This is Isabella Swan. Bella, this is Rosalie Hale," Alice introduced me to a drop-dead-gorgeous blond. Her face radiated when she smiled at me and gave me a small wave. "Hi, Bella."

We were waiting on line at one of the many restaurants in the school for lunch, and Alice decided to spend the time introducing me to her closest group of friends.

"This is my boyfriend, Jasper Hale. He and Rosalie are twins," Alice said as Jasper wrapped an arm around her tiny figure lovingly.

Like his sister, Jasper was tall, good-looking (well, that's an understatement), and friendly.

"Bella, this is Emmett Cullen. He's unfortunately my brother," Alice introduced me to a good-looking, muscular guy. His face had the features of a matured man, but when he smiled, his face lighted up in a childlike manner. "Emmett, this is Bella, my awesome new roommate!"

Emmett was a good head taller than Alice, and at least a couple of inches taller than me. I had to look up to make eye contact with him. He stuck his tongue out towards Alice in a childish way as I stuck my hand out to greet him. Instead, he pulled me in for a friendly hug.

"Nice to meet you, Bella! We Cullen's don't do handshakes," he said with a friendly smile as he let go.

Wow, are all the Cullens this friendly? They all seem so-

"WHAT part of GET A ROOM do they not understand?" Rosalie was glaring disgustedly at something to my right.

I turned around curiously, to see that a beautifully bronze haired guy and blond girl were making out together. At least, I think they were making out.

From the way it looked over here, it was as if the girl was eating the guy's face off.

"And that would be my arrogant, selfish, egotistical, sometimes-nice-but-don't-fall-it, arrogant, jerk-faced, and oh - did I say arrogant, older-by-two-days brother." Alice rolled her eyes and grimaced at the sight of her brother and his PDA.

I couldn't help but laugh at her exaggeration.

"I'm not exaggerating. I'm serious," Alice said, as if she could read my mind. Rosalie nodded seriously along with her.

I couldn't seem to stop my laughter. No one, especially someone from such a kind family (judging by how friendly Alice and Emmett are), could possibly be that horrible.

"But…I'm sure he's not as bad as you guys make him out to be," I said.

Little did I know that I would soon find myself eating my own words.

How was it? I know it's not nearly as perfect as I want it to be, but I really hope you liked it!