Chapter 1

The Forks High School cafeteria was buzzing with the usual activity of lunch hour. Most of the round tables were occupied with their usual packs of teenagers, claimed since the first day of school and not changed since. At first glances, all the students looked uniform and similar; young teenage faces with their backpacks on grounds and phones in their hands, all eating and chatting amongst each other. However at further glance, the differences between the tables and their inhabiting groups were undeniable. The band kids had their backpacks propped up on instruments and tables strewn with snacks and sheet music, the stoners all had red eyes and vacant stares. Some tables sat students with novels and comics in their hands, some with textbooks and faces covered with big glasses, and some with just their food and conversation.

Right in the center of the large room sat the most crowded table. All the dwellers of this spot sat with their heads held high and straight backs, the air saturated with privilege and confidence. This was the group that created the social backbone of the seniors. The athletes and populars. Big, buff, beautiful boys sat with skinny, smiling girls with too much makeup and not enough awareness. They all talked and laughed and cheered together, and eyes from all over the room wandered off to them time and time again.

In the corner of the cafeteria sat Bella Swan and Angela Weber. They shared the table with some of the debate team kids, but they were lost to the world. Best friends since first day of first grade meant that they didn't do much without each other, which included lunch and leading the student council. They were co presidents, and as their first act since being elected, they would bring back the winter dance to Forks High. That had been the topic of discussion in the council meeting 10 minutes prior, and Angela and Bella had much to plan.

"And you're sure Banner okayed it?" Bella asked Angela again.

"Yes." Angela replied. "He thinks that the council this year is strong enough to pull it off."

"I'm sure he's said that every year." Bella retorted.

"Yeah, but it's us, B. And we have the means to do it. The whole class wants the dance. We'll make it happen. We just need the Mr Berty to say yes" Angela looked worried.

"I don't think that'll be too much of a problem. Have you talked to him yet?" Pitching events and getting approvals were Angela's job. She was a much better spokesperson than Bella. But Bella was the planner. Angela brainstormed ideas, and Bella made them happen.

"I was actually wondering if you could do it today after eating?" Angela asked. "We need his approval before we do anything else, and I'd go now but I promised Ben I'd help him figure out pre cal. He has a test last period."

"Right, just like he needed help with bio and chem before that. How Ben would pass grade 12 without you, I simply do not know." The smirk Bella supported let Angela know it was a light hearted dig. They both knew Ben had a crush and was too afraid to say anything. They were both waiting for the day he asked Angela out. God knows how anxious Angela was for that conversation.

"He's getting braver now though, thank goodness. He was even flirting yesterday. Maybe I'll have a date by the end of this week." Angela mused.

"Good god, that boy is transparent. He couldn't keep his eyes off of you in the meeting."

"I know." They both giggled. Bella quickly finished her granola bar as Angela gathered her belongings.

"Alright kiddo, have fun. Don't smile or flutter your eyelashes too much or poor Ben will have a heart attack." Bella jokingly scolded Angela, shaking her finger at her.

"Alright mom. You'll talk to Berty?" Angela asked, standing up.

"Yah, right after I-"

The cafeteria double doors flew open. Raging like a bull, with a face twisted up in undeniable fury, stormed Edward Cullen. He was headed for the center of the room. Jasper Whitlock scurried in after him, his face flushed with concern.

"You motherfucker! I'll fucking end you!" He screamed, his eyes aimed at one person only. Said person stood up, a hint of fear of flickered in his blues eyes, until he masked it with a look of cockiness and a raised eyebrow.

"I don't know what the fuck you're talking about, but you better-" James Hunter could never finish his sentence, because he was knocked over to the ground by Edward Cullen. Edward was on him in a second, straddling his thighs and pummeling him like there was no tomorrow. A collective gasp broke through all the students, and then the cafeteria fluttered into action. Everyone formed a crowd around the fight, people pulled out their phones, immediately hitting record. The lunch ladies ran out to grab teachers, and the two boy's friends tried to tear them apart. But Edward was a beast, breaking out of Jasper's and Mike Newton's grip and launching himself back onto a very beaten up James, and punched him some more. His rage was too destructive, and he kept up his punching until his knuckles were covered in blood. Whether it was his own or James was impossible to tell.

However, the fight ended as quickly as it started. Mr Brown and Mr Berty came rushing in and pulled the boys apart, and shooed the crowd away. The reality of the situation dawned of Edward suddenly, like he broke out of a trance, and his face transformed into horror and regret. He looked around, his eyes wide, and gulped, still breathing hard.

"My office. Now." Mr Berty was livid, but there was something else in his eyes too. Surprise, yes, but also disappointment, when he saw that Edward was the instigator. He had not expected Edward to be part of something like this. No one had.

He escort the two boys out of the cafeteria, a hunched over, guilt ridden Edward and a bloody faced James. Hushed whispers and stares followed their exit.

Bella and Angela stood, still as statues, in their spots. Their mouths and eyes were wide open with shock. The whole matter had lasted 5 minutes.

I didn't realize how different my approach would be to this story until I started writing it. It is nothing like it was 4 years ago, but i'm okay with it. I'm already enjoying this one so much more. I think the storyline will vaguely mirror the original, but now I don't think i'm rewriting anything. I think i'm gaining inspiration from my old story and creating something entirely new. I like this 100 times more.

Okay, so thanks for reading. If you're returning, I'm so happy you're back and so sorry if this is not what you expected. Believe me, I wasn't expecting this either. And I hope you like this one just as much, if not more.

If you're new, thanks for making it to the end of chapter one. Do yourself a favour and don't read the original. You will not regret this decision, I can assure you. And stick around. I intend to finish this story. I really mean it. And I hope you enjoyed it.

Also, currently unbeta'd. All mistakes are mine. Don't own anything. All the stuff one has to state.

See ya next time.

Ashley.