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Me: Can I at least own half of Edward? Maybe I'll take him on the weekends and you get him rest of the week?

SM: No way, b*tch! He's mine! *snarls*

Me: *Sighs* Maybe next chapter….

Heyyy everyone! I'm sure this has been done at some point but… yeah, I don't really care! I'll try to make it as original as possible! I don't really know how the points of views are going to be done, but it will mostly be just Edward and Bella. This is kind of an intro chapter; the plot will get moving soon, don't worry!

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Chapter One- New Girl

BellaPOV

I hated this. I hated moving to a new school, attempting to meet new people, and most of all, I hated this stupid town. Since my parents had gotten a divorce, I had been dreading the day where I would have to go back to live with good old Dad or, as I usually called him, Charlie.

I was seventeen now and I had been blessed with living with my scatterbrained "mother" Renee for seven, glorious years in Phoenix, Arizona. It was so hot down there and I was always so cold. So now I, Bella Swan, the girl who can never seem to make enough friends and is always freezing to death, am living in one of the coldest, rainiest places on Earth: Forks, Washington.

Honestly, Forks annoyed the hell out of me but I guess a lot of things did; I just never say anything. It was small and green and everybody knew everybody else. I hadn't been here since I was ten and still Maria from the diner two blocks down knew my name and my favorite type of pie (its apple, if you're wondering).

I drove my rust red truck from the days of the hippies down the highway that cut through the middle of the town. The stupid highway wasn't even a major one. Every thirty seconds the engine would sputter dangerously and I would be tempted to pull over, afraid that it would catch on fire sooner or later but it never did. I wished it would.

I pulled into the half empty student parking lot, finding a space with ease. I parked next to a bright silver Volvo that looked like it was washed every weekend. After looking around the lot a bit, I determined it was the most expensive here, save a humongous Jeep a few spaces down. I sighed in relief. At least I wasn't an outcast before I had even set foot on the pavement.

Charlie, whom had left for work at five AM, had told me to go to the main office which was right inside the biggest building. I took off in the general direction but was immediately stopped by a group of four getting out of the shiny Jeep.

A gorgeous blonde with a man whom was almost as gigantic as the car itself stepped out in front of me and I stumbled trying not to run into them.

"Watch your step, new girl," the blonde jeered and took off in the opposite direction I was going. The man shot me a sympathetic look and mouthed "Sorry" to me. I smiled and winked, hopefully conveying the message that I didn't give a shit what she said. He grinned back then focused his attention on what the beautiful girl was saying.

"Sorry about her," a voice said from beside me. I twisted my neck and was looking into the darkest brown eyes I had ever seen. They were almost black.

"It's no problem," I murmured. "I'm used to it." I grimaced and the girl patted my shoulder in sympathy.

"I'm Alice and this is my boyfriend, Jasper," she told me, gesturing to the light haired man beside her. "You must be Isabella Swan. We heard you were coming." They were both beautiful in their own ways but neither seemed stuck up like the other girl. I nodded in greeting but remembered to correct them.

"Bella, not Isabella, please," I told them. It was the first of many times I would have to say that.

"The other girl you saw was my twin sister Rosalie and her boyfriend is Alice's brother, Emmett," Jasper explained. I could definitely like both Jasper and Alice. They seemed relatively sane to be trapped in such a small town.

"They seemed… friendly," I stated unenthusiastically. The pair laughed at my reaction.

"As if. Rosalie is the Ice Queen and Emmett is her slave. Well, Emmett's like a big teddy bear but I wouldn't mess with Rosalie. She can be evil," Jasper nodded, probably remembering a time long ago.

"Anyway," Alice began cheerfully. "How about you come sit with us at lunch and we can get to know you better? You have to be getting to the office; Ms. Cope is slower than a turtle in molasses. I still remember coming twenty minutes late to class on my first day," Alice giggled, finally showing her obvious bubbly side.

"Bye, Bella!" Jasper called over his shoulder. If everyone was as nice as them, except for Rosalie, of course, than this would be easy.

Unfortunately, that was not the case.

"Oops, sorry, Isabella!" some other blond girl jeered sarcastically as she tripped me. My backpack, longing to be free, fell to the ground and I landed on some heavy textbooks.

"Good one, Lauren!" I heard some other teenagers giggle as they walked into the same building I was going to. Lauren flipped her hair over her shoulder and sauntered over to some football player.

I sighed. I should have been used to this by now. It was all the same at new high schools. There were three stages:

First stage: Teasing/bullying.

Second stage: Annoyance.

Third stage: Acceptance/Invisibility

Jasper and Alice were the only exceptions. To keep up with Renee's changing moods, we moved around a lot. It was always the same, so I had just given up on trying making friends. But I was here to stay, so I had to try.

I eventually picked myself off the ground and made my way over to the office.

I dropped my backpack in a convenient chair and went to the front desk.

"Hello, I'm Isabella Swan," I introduced myself to the secretary at the ancient computer. Her nametag read Ms. Cope. So she wasn't married. I wonder why. (Sarcasm guys.)

"Good morning, Isabella," she said. "You must be here to pick up your schedule. The other students received theirs in the mail but you only just enrolled." She glared at me as if it was my fault Charlie hadn't gotten the papers in fast enough. "Please take a seat next to Mr. Cullen and I'll go print out your schedule."

I whirled around to find some sort of Greek god sitting in the chair next to where I had dumped my backpack. He was staring at the ground, his hand running through his gorgeous bronze colored hair occasionally before returning to its normal position on his thigh. Though his fashion wasn't the greatest, (what do I know? It's not like mine is fabulous either.) you could tell he had a six pack through the thin material of the shirt.

I sat down in the chair, removing my backpack from the soft cushion. I had to talk to this man and make sure he wasn't just a beautiful hallucination.

"Hey," I greeted him. "I'm Bella, the new girl. And you are…?"

"Edward," he grunted, seeming to want to be anywhere but in the chair next to me. He continued to stare at the ground.

"Edward," I repeated. "Cool name." He snorted and looked up at me, looking like he wanted to say something sarcastic but his eyes just widened and I heard a stifled gasp. I couldn't tell if it was mine or his. I think it was both of ours. I stared idiotically at him because he had the most perfect face I had ever seen and the prettiest emerald green eyes. Our gaze held for a few moments before he spoke.

"Not many people think that. It's a little old fashioned," he murmured, sounding ashamed of his beautiful name.

"I like old fashioned things," I blurted out before I could stop myself. I immediately blushed. What if he thought that meant I liked him? Not that I didn't but I couldn't have him knowing that.

I could see his lips turn up at the corners but he stared at the floor.

"Are you new here?" I questioned.

"No," he answered. I waited for elaboration but he didn't say anything else. I wondered why. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Then why do you need a schedule?" I asked.

"My mom threw it away," he mumbled. I laughed at the explanation that every teenager gives. I always blamed it on my mom, though it was usually a truthful excuse.

"Uh huh. What really happened?" I teased, waiting for him to smile. Hopefully he would look up and I could see his face again and, if I was lucky, see him smile.

"What makes you think I'm lying to you?" he snarled, looking me in the face. I literally jumped back in my seat at his sudden anger. What in the world just happened?

"But-but, I… you… people always u-use that excuse!" I stammered.

"Humph," he grunted and didn't speak again.

"What the hell is your problem?" I demanded. He didn't say anything but I heard him say to himself,

"Don't listen to her; she's just like all the others."

This boy was a mystery to me.

EdwardPOV (YAY!)

School was hell. Forks was hell. Everyone was hell. I didn't talk to anyone and they didn't talk to me. They had learned that I had a "DO NOT TOUCH" sign printed on my forehead long, long ago. I fondly remembered the time I had punched Mike Newton in the fourth grade because he said I was stupid and that's why I didn't talk to anyone.

I wasn't stupid. I was misunderstood and trapped in small town hell with people who were all the same (idiots). None of them ever thought about anyone but themselves.

I didn't really know what had made me that cynical but those people deserved my sarcasm. Especially that Lauren Mallory. I heard she had tripped the new girl, Bella, because she thought she was prettier than her. I wanted to meet this Bella, see if she was any different. So you can imagine my excitement when I heard Alice and Jasper, the dream couple (gag), talking loudly about how Bella was going to the office to get a schedule. Well, I would get a new schedule too.

I ripped mine up and dropped it in the trashcan to rid myself of any evidence and sped off to the office.

"Ms. Cope, I need a new schedule," I said as soon as I walked into the office. There was no point in greeting her in a friendlier manner.

She didn't even bother to ask. I did have a reputation.

"Just sit in the chair, Edward," she sighed and began typing crap into the computer.

I nodded and flopped into the cheap, cushioned chair and stared at the ground like I always did.

As expected, the door soon flew open and a girl walked in. I didn't look up until her backpack was safely in the chair next to mine and she was facing the secretary.

"Good morning, Isabella," Ms. Cope said in a cheerful voice. I didn't miss that she was much more excited to talk to Bella than she was to talk to me. I didn't care.

But this Bella… even from the back she was beautiful. She had these long, mahogany waves that went all the way down to the small of her back. The tips curled up perfectly at the ends. Then she had a slender waist that I could easily wrap my arms around. I could imagine holding her close to my body and smelling her hair and just talking for hours about literature, music, and… no! I couldn't get my hopes up for a beautiful girl that actually had a mind and an art for sarcasm that matched mine.

For all I know, this girl was a total ditz.

When she was done talking to Ms. Cope, she sat slowly in the chair next to me. I sniffed cautiously. She smelled like strawberries and some flower that I couldn't remember.

"Hey, I'm Bella, the new girl. And you are…?" she greeted me. Ten points for her. She either didn't know of my social status or chose to ignore the rumors. After all, Ms. Cope told her I was "Mr. Cullen" and I was the only Cullen in the school according to Alice. She didn't like to tell people she was related to me so she would probably tell this Bella that I was the only Cullen here. I really hoped she just ignored the rumors.

"Edward," I muttered, probably sounding like an incoherent idiot. I cursed mentally but didn't bother to repeat myself.

"Edward," she mused. I realized she had an angel's voice. She was just melting me right now. I focused on a little bug crawling on the floor. "Cool name."

I let out a snort before I could control it. I hated my name. I looked up and realized this girl was staring at me.

My eyes widened involuntarily as I took in her pure beauty. The thing that I focused on was her eyes. They were the prettiest chocolate brown I had ever seen and looked as if there were thousands of questions just waiting to be answered. I wished I could swim in them. I realized I had unconsciously leaned closer to her full lips and I snapped my gaze back the bug who I had named "Mr. Buggy".

"Not many people think that," Aka: Mom. "It's a little old fashioned." More like the early 1900's.

"I like old fashioned things," she said quickly and blushed immediately for some unknown reason. (Edward thinks it's impossible for anyone to like him. :D) But I didn't focus on the reason; I was focusing on the beautiful creature in front of me. Her blushing was the most adorable thing I had ever seen, especially when she unconsciously bit her lip like that. It made me want to kiss away the red marks it left.

I smiled before she could see.

"Are you new here?" she asked politely, probably wondering why I was getting a schedule.

"No." I was lucky; she hadn't asked the question.

"Then why do you need a schedule?" she giggled. Shit.

"My mom threw it away," I grunted, giving her the standard teenage excuse. She laughed, throwing her head back and her body shook. I had no idea why.

"Uh huh," she said sarcastically. "What really happened?" What right did she have to doubt my damned excuse?

"What makes you think I'm lying to you?" I roared, obviously scaring her to death. I fought back a smirk. It was nice to know I was intimidating even though I probably overreacted a little. Okay, a lot. But I had reason! She was just like all the others. She would always doubt me. She was just like all the others.

"But-but, I… you… people always u-use that excuse!" Ah, she had seen right through me. Nobody else was usually that perceptive. But I was still right.

"Humph," I snorted and turned away from her.

"What the hell is your problem?" she demanded.

"Don't listen to her; she's just like all the others," I muttered to myself. I wouldn't listen. I would wait until I was out of this hell hole to live. My life had been on hold for seventeen years. I could wait. I think.

So… good or bad? Yes or no? Hot or Cold? Hahaha, just kidding. I hate that song. Please let me know what you think! I want to know if I should continue this or not!