Hey there aren't many changes but I tried to organize it differently. I will not take down the original chapter one. Do not be disappointed that this update isn't a chapter 2 because chapter 2 is coming either today or tomorrow but definitely going to be posted before mid night tomorrow.

There is just something about being in a car or on a motorcycle that has always relaxed me. Whereas most people don't think much of the experience I find it to be soothing and peaceful. However nothing can seem to calm my nerves right now. As my father drives me to my first day of school in forks I can't stop the millions of thoughts rushing through my head. Some of these thoughts are about the reason I moved to forks, while others are about how I will be treated at my new school but overall I am not exactly thrilled about my first day of school. A voice interrupts my thoughts

"Bella. Bella we are here" my father's voice filled with worry. Smiling laughing that's what I see as i take in my surroundings. I wonder if I can ever go back to those days even though I never had any friends I was happy. As birds fly past the car window I can help but think how lucky they are. They are free and get to live in a beautiful place like the forest. Not to mention the lushious green the forest in forks was covered with. I was alway a fan of nature I would spend hours on end in forests. Turning back to look at Charlie to find his eyes filled with worry .

giving him a reassuring smile I say "I'll be fine. When will you be able to pick me up" I had just moved and didn't have a car of my own.

After a few um's he finally came up with an answer "You will have to wait for me awhile but I'll pick you up and drop you off but then I have to head back to work."

I said my goodbyes and exiting the car. He stutters out a goodbye himself and drives off. He is an awkward man and given the circumstances of my move it was hard for us to have a normal conversation. Pulling up my hoodie i begin to walk towards the door of my new school all the while ignoring the curious stares of the students already there. Once inside and sheltered from the rain i head to the office in order to get my schedule.

"What can i do for you?" says a woman in a grey suit.

My reply is simple. "My name is Isabella swan, I am an 11th grade transfer student"

The woman's expression turns to one of remembrance and soon after one of pity. She tries but fails to masks her expression before smiling and handing me a schedule and a slip for my teachers to sign. After seeing her reaction I know that my teachers are already aware of the reason behind my move to forks. Looking down at my watch I note the time, 8:05. I had 5 minutes to get to my first class. I was happy to have this extra time because it meant i could avoid the pushing halls when school started. Finding my classroom was a task even a baby could do given the small size of the school building and easy to navigate room numbering system. The school say pale and dull with little color but i didn't mind so much because i thought it would make it easier for me to blend in unnoticed. Now that i think about it I was always quiet even before-. Instantly my hand flies up to my head as though i could physically stop the memories from surfacing.

"Are you ok?" I look up to try and find a face to match the voice. I am met with the site a girl slender and short, pale with butterscotch eyes and jet black spiked hair.

"I am fine just a headache is all." I say looking down at my watch finding it to be exactly 8:10.

I stand from my position against the wall and walk into the classroom not waiting for the girl to reply. This is advanced chemistry. I walk in I go to get my slip signed and head to the last seat in the classroom. I do this to avoid having to sit with anyone but once I sit down I realize 2 things, 1 the pale skinned girl is walking my way and two this class has paired desks which means I would have to sit next to someone and that someone would most likely be my partner. I know I can't avoid socializing but I didn't want my first class to be one that requires it. The only positive thing about this class is that it seems to be a small one but even so every person in the room was looking or glancing at me.

"Ok class let's get started" the teacher says before turning on the projector. I cannot express how happy I was that the teacher didn't make me introduce myself. Less than 5 minutes into the lesson I hear the girl next to me say "hi I'm Alice" I halt my note taking a look at her with what is most likely an uninterested expression.

Not wanting to be rude I reply "Isabella but don't call me that. I would prefer Bella." she gives me a strange look.

Her eyes gloss over with a grayish color making her butterscotch eyes seem distant. She smiles brightly when her eyes return to normal or the way they were before.

"Would you like to sit at lunch with my family and I" Instead of immediately saying no I give her offer some consideration. I can't sit by myself it leaves me open to bullying and unwanted attention but I don't know what her family is like. After thinking about it I come up with a response "maybe" she seems to have been expecting that and gives me a nod. The rest of the period goes by in a boring flash. My next class was math I didn't have to go far to get to my classroom. I hoped that this period would go as smooth as the last but I was wrong. I got there only to find that the back seats were taken by a beautiful blond woman with curves and a figure that was worthy of a sculpture made by the best Roman scalper. She sat next to a male of strong build, I did not find him to be nearly as attractive as his female counterpart but I would not he shocked if he were a model for more than just a body builder magazine. Despite everything I was still sad to find that I wouldn't get my favorite seat. The fact that this class had more people didn't make me feel any better. I get my slip signed and head to the seat across from the two people I noted earlier. As before the teacher even starts the boy next to me starts talking "hey I'm Mike you must to new student" I already know I'm not going to like this boy he seems like the stupid jock type but I try not to judge a book by its cover.

"hi." he looks at me expectantly before moving closer causing me to move away.

"No need to be shy. How about you sit with me and my friends for lunch?" before he can really finish his sentence I speak

"no, I've already been offered a place to sit" I attempt to focus on the teacher but don't get far as i feel a hand on my shoulder. Before I can control my reaction a shove Mike off his seat and abruptly stand up. Everyone's eyes are either on Mike or me and there is an echo of gasps and shocked expressions. The teacher walks to the back

"what seems to be the problem?" I turn to the teacher gathering my bag and books before replying

"Mike doesn't seem to know the definition of personal space. Can I move my seat?" I look at the teacher with a stoic expression and try to hide the slight tremor of my body.

"There is nowhere else to put you but I will be watching mister Newton" the teacher say giving Mike a stern look.

I look around and find that he is right there is nowhere else to move. Just when I was ready to give up I hear a deep voice join the conversation

"I'll move she can have my seat" I turn to the source of the voice and found I already knew the face to the voice. It was the well-built boy sitting next to the beautiful blond.

"Ok then let's get everyone seated so I can continue my lesson." After saying thus the teacher goes back to the front of the class and Mike gets back in his seat. I to sit down but not before voicing my gratitude

"thank you." I say trying to convey my gratitude in the tone of my voice. He turns and gives a boyish smile before saying

"no problem. I'm Emmet." he puts his hand up for me to shake and the first thought to run. Through my mind was 'oh god I forgot to wear my gloves' it would be rude not to shake his hand especially after what he just did for me but I can't shake his hand.

"I'm Bella. I don't mean to be rude but I don't like to shake hands um it's bad luck. Ya bad luck" I avoid shaking his hand with my sorry excuse of a lie. At least he doesn't seem offended. We both sit down and the lesson continues however this period is longer than the last one and I soon find out that a certain blond has an interesting effect on me. She didn't speak at all in fact we never even crossed eyes but just her presence make me nervous. I didn't like it I felt like a lovesick puppy but it was by far better than sitting next to Mick or Mike whatever his name was. Math is my best subject so I barely need to pay attention. Too bad the teacher noticed this and called me out to answer a series questions. I got them all right but it turns out I should have pretended not to know the answer because this left my classmates thinking I was a genius which in my mind means two things. I'm either ready seen as a geek and I'm on the radar. The whole thing with Mike already brought attention to me but now I was the super smart 11th grade transfer student who pushed Mike newton out of his seat.

It's funny because I was always an outcast but it was because I wore gloves all the time and was shy but I didn't wear my gloves today which means that tomorrow my gloves will be added to the list of why the new student is weird. The bell rings and interrupts my train of thought. I had one more period before lunch and it was advanced history. As I stepped into my class I realized that all my advanced classes had little people in them. This made me grateful for my intelligence because I had advanced history, science, and English even music. I saw Alice again in this class she was sitting next to a man with dirty blond hair and dimples that showed every time he smiled which was often when he looked at Alice. It was obvious that they were lovers and it make me happy to see their love. Maybe because I wanted that type of radiating love. I found that my window seat was free and close to where the pair were sitting. I sat down and Alice smiled at me and introduce the male next to her as jasper her brother this confused me because there was not denying that they were lovers. I did not find it disgusting but it saddened me because I could see the glares sent their way and I immediately understood that not everyone was as accepting. I sent Alice a reassuring smile. It was the first smile I had given while in school. She seemed to understand what the smile mean and gave me a tearful smile of her own before hugging me. I immediately tensed at the contact but slowly eased into the hug. Advanced history passed by quickly which made me happy because I was closer to going home but then I realized I'd have to meet Alice family. Alice jasper and I had our way to lunch. Jasper offered me a handshake because when we were introduced we were too far apart to do so.

"I don't like shaking hands I'm sorry" I give him a small smile and hope I didn't offend him after all he seemed to be the southern gentleman type.

"It's ok but nevertheless it's nice to meet you Bella." the rest of the walk is silent. Once we make it through the twin doors Alice leads me to the table with the rest of her family. Imagine my bewilderment when I see the blond and we'll built man at the table. I there is one person I don't know he is just as pale as the others but he has dark brown hair and is significantly less muscular than his brothers. The beautiful blond is introduced as Rosalie hale Cullen that name is so fitting. Our eyes meet for the first time and I feel like I've just been born and my heart beat for the first time. She abruptly gets up and glares at me before leaving the cafeteria. I feel as though I've been rejected but I ignore the strange string if emotions I feel and focused of Alice words. Alice continues her introductions

"please excuse her she just needs air. This is Emmet and that's Edward." as she speaks she points to the respective person. Lunch passed by quickly Emmett joked about my dislike for shaking hands and about me having never played video games or read comic books. Jasper and I spoke about our shared love for historical fiction, Alice very much like Emmett spent the lunch period complaining about my lack of celebrity knowledge and my dislike for shopping and Edward remained quiet utility someone brought up his love for piano and music. After that Edward and I struck up a good conversation on music and what we could play we both agree that we would see one another play sometime since we played and liked that same music. Over all I could say that lunch was a complete success so much so that I almost forgot about Rosalie absence and the eyes of more than half the cafeteria on me and the Cullen's.