Chapter 1- Public School

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Edward's POV

"Come on dad! It will only be for this year!" I begged. Carlisle remained stone faced.

"Edward, I thought we had already talked about this. The answer is no," he said. I refused to back down.

"Really, one year! That's it. I'll come back here for my senior year. I just want to experience something new!"

"Oh really? Well, why don't you go visit your aunt in England?"

"We were there few years ago."

"Why don't we take a family vacation to Hawaii?"

"We've already been there twice."

"Oh, right. Well…what about-"

"I don't want to go on a vacation!" I interrupted.

"Edward, you know you can't go to public school. It's far too dangerous," Carlisle sighed.

"Other kids go there all the time and nothing ever happens."

"Those kids aren't millionaires." He had me there.

"I could use a different name!" I offered, "And take Emmett with me!" Emmett was my best friend. Carlisle snorted.

"You'd be taking James with you too," he muttered. I frowned slightly. I hated James. He was my personal bodyguard, but he was also the most annoying person on this earth. Carlisle continued, "Edward, what's wrong with private school? Crescent School was voted the best private school in the country! Do you know how many people would love to go there?"

"I know, and I'm grateful for it all. I just want a change. You know, public school isn't that bad. I know I'd be fine there."

"Edward," Carlisle frowned slightly. I stayed silent.

"There are too many complications," Carlisle said at last. I grinded my teeth together in annoyance.

"Complications? Such as…" I trailed off, waiting for him to answer.

"Even if I did let you go to a public school, do you think you could live a normal life? Don't you think people would recognize you?" he asked.

"I'll…dye my hair?" I frowned at the idea. Carlisle stared at me, and then burst out laughing. I stared at him silently, but couldn't help smiling myself.

"Dye your hair?" Carlisle chuckled again, "Your mother would never allow it."

"Yeah…well then I'll wear a wig," I said instead. Carlisle laughed again.

"Are you going to wear contacts to?" he teased.

"Hey, lots of people have green eyes! I don't need to wear contacts too!" Carlisle chuckled once, and then took a deep breathe, all signs of playfulness wiped off his face.

"Edward, why do you want to go to a public school? It's not like they're special. I bet almost every kid there would love to go to the school you are. To have the life you have," Carlisle said.

"Well, it's just the kids here are all the same. Snobby. Stuck-up. I want something different! I've never been to a public school before."

"I don't get what you see in them," Carlisle muttered. I didn't say anything. I knew that he would never understand. Carlisle had been born into a rich family. He had always gone to public schools, and went to Harvard Medical School. Now he was on of the most respected doctors in the world. He had even found cures to some diseases. He wasn't home a lot, since he visited a lot of different hospitals, doing different things. My mom was home more often. Esme owned an interior designing business. She was always redecorating out house, at least once a month. Like Carlisle, she had grown up into a rich family. I had talked to her about public school, but she had almost fainted. I didn't bring it up with her again.

"I don't know Edward," Carlisle mussed. He probably didn't want anyone to ever find out that his only child wanted to go to public school. I swear that they saw it as a death sentence or something.

"You would take Emmett and James with you?" he asked suddenly. Hope flared in my chest. I nodded.

"Well…you'd have to wear a wig," Carlisle said, his eyebrows raised. If he thought that that would make me back down, he was wrong. I nodded again. He frowned again, and began pacing.

"It would only be for this year." I didn't know if he was talking to himself or me, but I nodded anyways. He turned to look at me. He was about to say something, but we heard the front door open. I looked at the clock. 8:00pm. Esme was home. She walked into the room, a smile on her face.

"Hello you two," she kissed Carlisle on the cheek, and smiled at me.

"What's going on?" she asked, noticing Carlisle's deep in thought look.

"I'm talking to dad about…pubic school." I waited to see her reaction. Her face changed to disapproval.

"Edward, I thought we had already talked about this. The answer is no." I had a werid sence of déjà, but I ignored it.

"Come on mom! I already talked to dad." Carlisle looked uncomfortable as Esme turned on him.

"What? You're considering letting him go? You're kidding, right? Public school?" she continued to rant about the dangers, and kidnappers, and things like that.

"Esme, calm down," Carlisle said.

"How can I calm down when you're considering sending our boy to public school!" Esme cried.

"I'd take Emmett with me. James too," I said quickly, "Even though I can take care of myself anyways." I muttered more quietly. They didn't seem to hear me.

"Esme, I think Edward would be fine. He could always use a fake last name. Nobody would know it was him," Carlisle said in a soothing voice. Esme took a deep breath and put her head in her hands.

"Why public school? Why not a different private school? I know! What about boarding school!" Esme suggested.

"Mom," I groaned, "I don't want to go to a boarding school. You can tell everyone else that I went to a boarding school. It's like the perfect cover up!" I exclaimed.

"This feels like the witness protecting program," Esme muttered.

"Well, we wouldn't have to do all this if you hadn't made me do that photo shoot," I reminded her. Nobody really knew me before. I was just some rich kid. Then Esme had me do this photo shoot for a magazine. Front page! Now everyone knew my name, and other magazines were always calling. I seriously blamed my mom for that.

"The photographer of that magazine was my friend. She was looking for something fresh, so I suggested you. It's not my fault that you're good at it," Esme defended herself.

"Back on subject, I think that we should allow Edward to go to public school. It would only be for this year Esme," Carlisle said. He leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Besides, he'll probably be bored and come home much before that." I didn't think I was supposed to hear that, but I couldn't stop my eyes from rolling. Of course they would think that I would get bored. Esme sighed.

"Fine! But when you come back, and say that it's not as good as you thought it would be, don't say we didn't warn you! Some parents can only dream of putting their children in private school, and here you are, throwing it all away!" Esme said angrily. She stormed out of the room. Carlisle and I stayed still for a brief second.

"Well Edward…I hope you're happy," Carlisle frowned. I didn't know how to answer. I was happy that I would finally be able to go to public school, but I didn't want to upset my mom or dad. So, I settled for remaining silent. Carlisle sighed and shook his head.

"I guess you're going to need a house for you and Emmett," Carlisle mused.

"Yeah, but I can take care of it," I said.

"No, I will. That way, I can make sure that you go somewhere that's isolat- I mean safe," Carlisle said quickly. I rolled my eyes. I knew that he was about to say isolated. Or course he wouldn't want anyone to know that his son is at public school. God forbid. I nodded my thanks anyways. Carlisle went out the same exit the Esme had, probably going to comfort her. I would talk mom later. She probably didn't want to talk to me right now anyways. Instead, I decided to call Emmett.

Emmett and I had been friends since the first day we met. He was different from all the kids here. Of course, Emmett hadn't grown up rich. He had gone to public school. He was pretty well off now. He owned a popular club. Emmett was out of school too. He was 19. I was still confident hat he could pull off being a high school student.

Emmett wasn't working today, so I called his home number first. Knowing him, he'd be at home, preparing for a 'big date'.

"Hello?" said a voice. I recognized Emmett's voice immediately.

"Hey Em. It's Edward," I said.

"Hey man! How's it going?" he asked.

"I'm fine. I'm at home." I said.

"So what's up?" Emmett asked.

"Well, how do you feel about going back to high school?" Emmett groaned.

"Are you serious? I barley made it through the first time? My highest mark was a C+. Why the hell would I want to go back?"

"Well...that's what I was calling about."

"I don't get it."

"Well, my parents have decided to let me go to public school."

"Really? I didn't think they'd ever let that one fly. Damn. Wait, what does this have to do with me?"

"That's the funny part...they would only let me go if you went with me."

"What?! Hell no."

"Come on!" I begged. I could just imagine Emmett's disbelieving face.

"Nope. What about my club."

"Someone can take care of it."

"Come on Em! Besides, you owe me." Emmett snorted.

"Remember when I got you out of going to jail?" I heard Emmett laugh.

"Oh yeah. Good times, good times...uh, fine! I'll never forgive you for this."

"Sure."

"Ugh! Shit! I'm gonna have to pay someone to do my homework. That's what I did last time!" Emmett laughed, "Well, where are we going?"

"I don't know yet. My dad is finding a safe place. By safe, he means a place that nobody knows about, or cares." Emmet groaned again.

"Great. Now I'm going back to high school, and to top it off, it'll be in the middle of nowhere. What the hell is up with that?"

"It's only for this year," I promised.

"Well, there better be some hot girls there." I swear that that was all Emmett thought about sometimes.

"I'm sure there will be."

"And a beach! Aw, that would be awesome! It'd be like a vacation!" Emmett cheered. I rolled my eyes.

"If you think that I'm doing your work for you, you're out of your mind."

"Nah, I'll figure that out later. Whoa, dude, I gotta go."

"Sure. Got a date?"

"Oh yeah! What do you expect from the ladies man?"

"See you tomorrow Emmett. Oh, and we'll probably be leaving sometime this week."

"This week? Damn. Why do I put up with you? Why so soon anyways?"

"In case you haven't noticed, it's already in the middle of the year. Moving in the middle of the year will be bad enough. We don't need to postpone it any more."

"Whatever you say. Well, I'll talk to ya tomorrow buddy!"

"Buddy?"

"We aren't buddies?" He faked some sad sniffles.

"You're such a freak."

"Maybe I'm just sensitive! And dude, ouch. That hurt"

"Yeah, sure it did. Aren't you late for something?"

"Damn! This conversation is not over!"

"Sure. Bye Emmett."

"Good-bye Eddie!"

"Emmett!" But he had already hung up, laughing. I rolled my eyes, but put the phone away.

"Edward?" Carlisle had entered the room.

"Oh, hey dad. Emmett's cool with it," I told him. He nodded.

"I'm afraid thre's some bad news. James can't go with you. You'll have to be very careful," Carlisle said. I nodded, but I could barely contain my smile. James would be gone! My life couldn't get any better.

" I also found a place for you." He took the piece of paper he was holding, and showed me. I stared at it. Forks? Never heard of it.

"Forks?" I asked. He nodded.

"It's in Washington. It's also in the middle of the Olympic Peninsula. It's a small town, but it's nice. There's a nice house there. I think you'll like it. Esme has even agreed to send a designer in there. Clean the place up." My thoughts were mulling over the Olympic Peninsula. Where had I heard if that place before? Then I remembered. Damn. We had learned about that place in school. That place got literally no sun! I bet he chose that place to make me change my mind. I looked up at him, and he was staring at me expectantly.

"Sounds great," I said. Emmett wouldn't be happy, but he'd deal with it. Carlisle nodded.

"When do you plan on leaving?" he asked.

"I don't know. It's Friday today, so maybe Sunday?"

"So soon?"

"It's already in the middle of the year."

"Hmmm, well yes. I see your point. I'll get you a ticket. Just because you're going to public school, does not mean you'll be riding couch! I've heard some horrible stories about-"

"Okay! First-class then!" I said. I had already won the public school argument. I didn't want to push it. Besides, nothing was wrong with liking first-class, right? Maybe Emmett would be less mad at the place we were going if we rode first-class. I seriously doubted it though. Emmett loved the sun. I did to. We had both grown up with it our entire lives. Living in California would make anybody a sun lover. And now I was going to miss it the whole year. This had better be worth it.

Carlisle left the room again, and I stared at the paper. Forks High School. Well that was original. I didn't care. I couldn't wait to start my new life.

Well, that was a long chapter. Well, to me anyways. Hahaha! Please review and tell me what you think! Even a 'Nice' or 'Sucked' would work! It doesn't have to be perfect! Hahaha! Thanks for reading! :)