BellaPOV

Bang! Bang! Bang!

I jumped out of bed. "What the hell?" I said to myself sleepily. I was in a sitting position.

"Wake up!" I heard my brother, Emmett, yell from the other side of the door.

I rolled my eyes with a smile. I checked the clock on the side of my bed and my smile disappeared.

"Emmett! Why are you waking me up at six in the morning!" I screamed at him. I jumped completely out of bed and stomped over to the door.

As soon as I opened it, Emmett came tumbling in, running right into me. Guess he was leaning against it. He caught both of us before we fell.

"We have school today, silly," he explained. My eyes widened and I groaned.

"You have got to be kidding me." I frowned.

Emmett smiled. "First day! Can't wait! Get ready now!" He bounded out of my room.

He is so big he takes up the entire room, I swear.

All I have is a bed, desk, closet, and chair in it. My room is still pretty empty since we just moved in.

Emmett and I used to live with our mom.

The thought of her made me teary eyed. She died two years ago. She was raped and murdered by my stepfather, Phil. The thought of him sickened me.

Then I went and moved to my dad's mom, since my mom's mom died a long time ago. Grandma Swan. Emmett moved too. Now she's in a nursing home because she's really sick right now. Here me and Emmett are now.

We went from Phoenix, Arizona, to Sun Valley, Idaho, and now to Forks, Washington. Charlie, my dad, was always the keep to himself type. He didn't put up a fight when Grandma wanted us. It made me mad in a way, but I got over it.

I grabbed a pair of light blue jeans and a white t-shirt, then went into the bathroom for a nice shower.

I was worried about going to school. I don't want to meet new people. I have only one friend, and that's my brother, Emmett. We've been through thick and thin together, and we know everything about each other.

Well, there is also the fact that we are twins…but it's crazy because he's huge. The only thing that's the same about us is our pale skin, and the brown hair, brown eyes thing.

I finished my relaxing shower and dried myself off. Then I put on my clothes. I hesitated on the t-shirt, though. I looked at my arms, at all the scars, and decided to put on a long sleeve that's black.

I grabbed my black vans and headed downstairs. My hair doesn't like to be messed with, so I just brushed it and let it be.

Emmett made me toast. It was a nice gesture, but they were completely burnt.

I smiled at his lack of cooking skills.

"Thanks, Em." I ate half the first piece and just threw it out.

"My cooking isn't that bad!" he complained as we walked out to his car.

I giggled. "Yes. Yes it is."

We both jumped into his huge silver hummer. He has wanted one since he was, like, five years old.

We stayed silent the entire ride to the school. We were both nervous.

When we pulled up, I put my walls up. "Here goes nothing…" I mutter to myself as we both climbed out of his car.

Everyone stared at us. I just grabbed Emmett's arm and we both walked up to the office without looking at anybody. We both held our heads high.

The building wasn't as big as I was used to. Then again, this town isn't big at all.

It was freezing outside, and I regretted not bringing a jacket. I was happy once we got into the school office because it was warm instantly.

An old redhead looked up from her work and smiled at us. She had on a bright blue sweater, bright red lipstick, and bright pink glasses. Her nametag read, 'Ms. Cope'.

"Well hello dearies! How are you? You guys must be Emmett and Isabella Swan. What a pleasure. I have heard so much about you guys." She started looking through files.

I scowled at Emmett. Another bad thing about a small town. Everyone knows everything.

"Here we go!" She grabbed two files with papers in them and handed them to Emmett and I. We said bye to Ms. Cope and went back out the building.

Right outside the doors were some picnic tables.

Emmett and I saw one that was open and headed towards it. Once we sat down, we compared schedules.

We had all the same classes, but at different times. We met in the middle though. We had algebra 1 together. Only algebra 1. The schedule didn't even have the teachers names on it!

I groaned.

"This is stupid," I told Emmett with a pout. I can't stand to be by myself. Okay, that came out wrong. I like being alone, apart from school. I need Emmett with me. Maybe we can ask Ms. Cope if she can arrange that…

Then, a short, lanky Asian with black, greased back hair came up to us.

"Hi! I'm Eric. You guys must be Isabella and Emmett. Nice to meet you. Do you need any help finding your classes?" He directed most of that question to me, but very nervously.

"We can manage," I said with a cold tint in my voice. That happens when I put up my walls.

Emmett gave me a disapproving look. "We're fine. But thanks." I shook my head at Emmett.

"I'll see you guys around…" Eric turned and left quickly.

I snickered at him.

Emmett pushed me and said, "Do you seriously need to be rude in every school we go to?"

I frowned at him.

Emmett sighed back and put his head in his hands. I was close to apologizing, but the bell rang and we needed to get to class.

"Good luck, Em," I said.

"Be careful, B," he replied.

We parted ways as I set off to find my first class. It was photography. You're supposed to sign up for it, but they just put me in it. I guess the school likes the Swans.

I walked in and blushed as everyone looked at me. I tucked my chin in and used my hair as a curtain to hide myself.

The teacher wasn't here yet, so I just sat down in a seat in the way back. Nobody would look at me unless they deliberately looked back, but most people don't do that. The like being discreet.

I took out the map to the school and studied it the best I could so I could get to the classes quicker.

A sigh escaped my lips as the warning bell rang and the teacher still wasn't here yet.

I laid my head on the desk and tried to get a bit of sleep. I have a tendency to stay up late. I forgot we had school, so I had approximately 4 hours of sleep. I didn't feel the tiredness until about 2 seconds ago.

I was relaxed until I heard heels clicking into the room. "I'm sorry, I'm late. Had a bit of a dilemma this morning. So, happy first day of school guys…" My head snapped up. No. It couldn't be…

My head started spinning. Why is she here? This can't be happening. I laid my head back down. Maybe she won't notice me.

Then I heard her calling out names for attendance. Perfect. She was already close to my name. "Jessica Stanley?" 'Here.' Then her smile faltered and her eyes widened. "B-Bella Swan?" Her eyes locked on mine.

I nodded at her. I didn't want to draw attention to myself, but everyone was already looking between us. It was obvious that we knew each other. For one, she didn't say Isabella. Two, the look on her face said it all. It was shocked, happy, and had disbelief all over it.

So the entire period was spent with me at my desk, staying away from everyone and trying to keep as quiet as possible.

I checked the clock every few seconds, demanding it to go faster, but that was impossible, sadly. After another 55 minutes, I was finally free.

My happiness stopped short when I grabbed my bag and was headed out the door, when I heard the teacher say, "Bella? Can I please speak to you for a moment?" Everyone that was left in the classroom took their time so they could hear what we had to say.

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. "What do you want?" I avoided making eye contact.

"Don't you need me to sign your slip?" she asks. I blush at my forgetfulness.

"Yeah," I mumble out.

I walked over to her cautiously and held it out to her.

She signed her name and gave it back, carefully. There was only a couple people still in the room, but new ones were entering.

While I wasn't paying attention, Esme Cullen came right up to me and gave me a hug. She was a little shorter than my 5'5'' height. The hug was gentle and caring. It brought tears to my eyes.

I quickly stepped away from her.

I swiped at my eyes angrily and left the classroom quickly.

"I can't believe this is happening." I kept repeating in my head over and over.

I was scared that my next class might have one of them in it. I was happy when I got to history, that I saw no familiar faces.

I, again, took a seat in the way back. No one cared to talk to me since apparently everyone heard how I snubbed off the Asian kid.

This school sucks. Mr. Jackson was the teacher and he was young and hot, but I could care less. I hate history, and I refuse to acknowledge anything to do with it. I had to sit through an hour and a half of boringness. It was horrible.

Next was lunch 1. Apparently I had two different lunch times, depending on the day.

"Who the hell does this?" I ask myself. I've never been to a school that has two different lunch times.

I entered the cafeteria. It was big and spacious. The floor had white tiles, and there were big, circular tables, spread out around the room.

I found Emmett right away. He was flirting with some blonde girl. I felt jealously burn in my chest. Not because he's hanging out with her, but because she's absolutely beautiful.

Until she slapped Emmett across the face and started to walk away.

That made me angry.

I was only a few feet away from them, so I stomped up to her blocked her path.

"Who the hell are you?" She glares down at me. She has a good 4 inches on me.

I glare back.

"Who the hell are you? You think you can just slap people across the face and get away with it?"

She looked amused.

"You clearly don't know who I am. I'm Rosalie Hale." Crap.

I try to stare at her blankly.

"Is that supposed to mean something?" I ask, succeeding. By this time, everyone was staring at us.

"Bella, stop it." Emmett was coming up from behind Rosalie.

Rosalie laughed.

"How funny! A little girl is standing up for a 'macho' man." She made her fingers quote at the word macho.

I couldn't hold back the slap that came in contact with her cheek. Everyone gasped as the slap echoed. My hand started tingling.

"How does it feel to be on the other end?" I ask, smirking.

Emmett's arms circle around my waist as he drags me away.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Emmett yelled, setting me down at an empty table.

"What's wrong?" I ask him, innocently.

"You don't need to try fight my battles for me." The glare he gave me should have stopped what came out next.

"Well I sure as hell did with Phil." My voice wasn't really that loud, but it was deafly quiet in the cafeteria. Anyone within a ten foot radius would have heard me.

Emmett gave me the most pain filled look and walked out of the cafeteria.

"Shit." I stood up and turned, getting ready to go after Emmett. As soon as I turned, though, I was met with Rosalie's fist.

Rosalie knocked me to the ground, sending my bag flying. Yes, I brought my bag with me. I never go anywhere without it.

My eye already felt swollen.

I didn't want to start a fight on the first day of school, but I guess I just couldn't help it.

"How does it feel to be on the other end?" she quotes me.

I smiled.

"I never thought that Rosalie Hale would copy something that I said!" I don't know who she is, but I'm guessing she has a lot of power on this school, considering everyone seems afraid of her.

She glares at me and is about to punch me again, when someone comes up from behind her and grabs her arms.

"Rosalie, stop," he says.

I know that voice anywhere.

Rosalie looks between us.

"This is the girl you were talking about, huh?" She glares back at me.

"I'm not impressed." She flips her hair and walks away.

My heart starts beating rapidly as he grabs my bad and holds his hand out for me to take.

"Hello, again."

Please review! I'm not sure how I feel about this story yet...

~ilovethetwilightcast