Bonjour, tout le monde! I, like the Bella you're about to meet, am starting fresh. I decided to start from scratch with my stories. We'll see where we end up. Right now, as horrible as it is, I don't have a clear plan for the story... which gives you plenty of opportunity to help me decide the way to go. Also, just for better reading quality, I'll be looking for a beta soon. :]

I'll be doing the story from random POV's, switching back and forth from Edward and Bella.

Sadly, I don't own anything except the clothes on my back.

Bella's POV

Well, this was it. I was a freshman again. Raw meat. I'm sure I looked like it too, as I stood and gaped at all the students crowded up at orientation. To my left were people signing up for credit cards and to my right were girls sunbathing on the lawn. Real classy, girls. I wondered briefly what year they were. I don't think I'll be doing that any time soon.

I turned around, looking at all the stuff I had to carry to my room... wherever that was. Why'd ya have to leave so quickly, Charlie?! I had yet to find out, and didn't have a map around campus yet. I really needed to find someone in charge... I turned, slightly to my right, just to be knocked to the ground.

I'm sure I looked like a catastrophe, my pasty legs all sprawled out across the concrete. Great first impression, Isabella. I sat up on my palms. My head was pounding, and as I brought up my right hand to massage where I'd been hit, I looked around for whatever hit me. A football. A football! Great! My past is haunting me. I began to get halfway up, dusting off my butt and picking up everything I'd dropped.

"Oh, here, let me help you with that." There was a big, burly man bent down beside me, helping me pick up a few of the things I'd dropped. His curly brown hair shielded his eyes and I let my eyes wander down to his gigantic hand. "God, I'm so sorry about that. My idiot brother and his friend... I told him I wasn't ready to catch it..." He picked up his football and turned to me, handing me my stuff. "Yeah, anyway, sorry..." He left his sentence hanging, waiting for something.

I stared for a second, at his hazely-green eyes, with my mouth hanging wide open, I'm sure. "Oh! Isabella. Sorry, I guess the ball knocked some stuff around up there..." I immediately wanted to hit myself. Bella, jesus, could you be any cooler? The burley man chuckled.

"Right, well," he looked down at my stuff. "Do you need help or something? That's the least I could do."

"Oh, no, no, but thanks... I don't even know where my room is."

"Oh, which building?"

"Uh," I wrestled with the things in my hands to pull out a small slip of paper, "Greely. Greely Hall."

"Yeah, yeah, that's just," he turned, swinging his arm around him and pointing to a building to my right. My way... far... right. "Right over there. It's not as far as it looks, I promise." He laughed again.

"Alright, well... thanks."

"Sure. Sorry for hitting you, again." He turned and walked off, muttering something about his stupid brother, pale skin, look good together, stupid brother. I watched him stalk off for a minute, before gathering my stuff and struggling over to the building. After what seemed like I was climbing a mountain, I finally made it to the door of my building. I struggled and produced my key card, flashing it in front of the pad. The door unlocked, and yet again, I found myself struggling to get all of my stuff inside.

A hand suddenly grabbed the door, scaring the shit out of me. I jumped back, and by some miracle didn't drop anything, and the owner of the hand giggled.

"Sorry to scare you! You just looked like you were having trouble. Here, let me help you out." Immediately, the girl grabbed a couple of things from my hands, easing my load. "I'm Angela." She smiled warmly.

I couldn't help but smile back. "Thanks. I'm Isabellla. Bella."

"Well hello, Bella!" She smiled again. "Know what room you're in?" I thought for a second.

"322."

"Oh. Third floor. Alright," She helped me manuver my stuff inside the door and over to the elevator. Thank god there's an elevator! I felt like kissing it. We rode the elevator up to the third floor and turned left. There was a window at the end of the hall and I could see all the kids out in the courtyard-looking area. Some were throwing Frisbee, some football, and others were just lounging. Thankfully there weren't too many girls in their bathing suits, and even fewer guys checking them out. Everyone seemed to already be settled in. It made sense that I was just now getting accustomed to my manic surroundings. Angela broke me out of my daze. "Here it is!"

I swiped my key again, in a device that was much like one of those on a hotel door. It unlocked and we shuffled my stuff inside.

I had a single. Thank goodness. I was an only child, and I wasn't sure how great it would be for me to just be pushed into an environment where I had to share... everything... with my roommate. I shuddered at the thought of it. Ugh.

"Cold?" Angela must have caught me shudder.

"No, I'm good. I think I'll open the window. This weather is amazing." It's true. The weather was never this nice where I was from. I smiled to myself. "Thanks for helping me with my stuff. I really appreciate it. I think I'm just gonna stick here for a while and get everything settled."

"Of course! I'm right across the hall. Okay, well down the hall sort of. I'm 308. So let me know if you need anything!" She turned and grabbed the door handle. "Oh, and if you get hungry, the dining hall is in that big steepled building right over there." She pointed out my window. I had a corner room, and the window overlooked the courtyard and many of the other buildings on campus.

All things considered, this has gone pretty well so far! My room is pretty cool. Definitely a lot of light. This year might actually be pretty good. I let my mind wander until someone cleared their throat.

"Oh, sure. Thanks." Angela left the room then, leaving my door slightly open. I wondered if I should close it, and then figured that no one was going to come in. Everyone seemed to be out on the lawn or doing their own thing. I turned and pulled out the first thing I thought I'd need for the day.

I set my iHome up on the desk provided by the school and popped my iPod on it. Music. Ahhh, music. Now I could get started.

It didn't take me long to set up my room and make my bed. It actually all looked pretty good after I was done. Everything was put in order, and I briefly let myself reminisce that my old room had never looked this good... or this clean. I would have to make a big deal of keeping this place clean. I didn't want to be sleeping with bugs, after all.

I walked around, spritzing the room with my favorite fragrance, smiling to myself.

I let myself plop down on my freshly-made, fresh-smelling bed after about an hour of hard work. I looked out the window and the clouds had wandered over the courtyard, but not so much that students went inside. They were, instead, basking in shade and enjoying themselves.

Wish I had someone I could bask with... though Lord knows I'd burn before a pretty little tan would show itself on my skin. I scrunched my eyebrows.

I hopped off my bed and readjusted my shorts. Booty shorts were not cool. Not with me anyway. Pasty butt. I decided to roam the campus, see what was here. I snatched my iPod and pushed one of the headphones in my ear, putting the other down the collar of my shirt. It was easier that way; ya didn't have it swinging everywhere...

I grabbed my key card and a few dollars out of my wallet, leaving my phone on my desk. I didn't think I would need it, and I certainly didn't want to be walking around with my pockets bulging. I didn't want to be known as a pocket stuffer. I was probably already known as the girl who busted it in the middle of the front lawn, looking like an idiot. I sighed to myself and closed my door behind me.

I pushed in the button on the elevator. Down. Just as the song by Jay Sean came on. Oh, irony. I turned around to look down the halls as I waited on the elevator. There had been a bulletin board behind me, and there were quite a few flyers hanging off of it. There was a green one, saying something about "make sure you eat...." and something about a seminar for eating disorders. I let myself frown inside. Beside it was a pink one, something about a girl's night out this Saturday. And beside it, a green one. Battle of the Bands. I checked the time and the date. Friday night, starting at 8. I looked for a location. Some bar I didn't know. I pulled the flyer off the bulletin board and glanced at it.

What time was it? I didn't have a watch... or a cell phone... good job, Bella. I'd just have to find out. I grimaced at the thought of asking some random stranger what time it was. But I really wanted to go to this battle of the bands thing. I would have to find out where this tavern thing was too. I wondered for a second if I could get in. It's probably twenty one or older... The elevator dinged and I stepped in, pushing the button for the first floor.

Good thing you have a fake ID then, huh? The devil on my shoulder had a point.

Oh, hush, you! That's illegal. I could get in a lot of trouble.

You never got in trouble with Jessica, did you? Again, she had a point. Ugh. Jessica. I hated the thought of her. We had been best friends through high school, and needless to say, she had never been the greatest influence. Thanks to her, I did have this fake ID though. But Monday would be my first day of classes, and I didn't intend to spend my first weekend at college getting drunk. I just wanted to get in!

Alright, sheesh. I'll use it. Damn. I was disappointed in myself for letting the devil win. Ugh. Jessica. I pushed the thought from my mind.

The doors opened and I stepped out into the light and airy hallway, making my way towards the door.

I stepped out into the bliss outside. Warm weather assaulted my pale legs and I could instantly feel them burning, hear them screaming. Oh, hush. Wuss. They could go without a little sunscreen, right? Of course. And with that, I walked on.

I wandered around for a while, finally coming to sit on a bench in front of the steepled building. A large group walked in front of me, and I thought for a minute second that they had to be the some of the most gorgeous people I had ever seen. I groaned and let my hand fall into my face when I realized that leading the pack was the grizzly whose football had nailed me in the head earlier in the day.

He must have heard me, too, cause the next thing I heard was his voice.

"Head still hurt?" God, did this have to happen? Think of something, quick!

"No, no... just... I'm good." Oh, well played, Isabella. Well played. The group chuckled and the grizzly apologized once more and they kept walking.

"Emmett Cullen! Tell me you didn't do anything!" Oh god... the black haired child stomped her foot in front of me.

"No, no, he's fine, he didn't..." I stuttered as I began to get up, trying to escape what was about to happen. Oh, please don't... must run...

"Alice, come on! I apologized already!"

"You!" She turned to me. "Sit!" I did as I was told, my eyes wide. I was afraid. I was afraid of the midget standing in front of me, with her little hand on her tiny waist. "Emmett! I cannot believe you."

"Ugh. Alice, come on... seriously?" The two exchanged glances and I began to feel more and more uncomfortable. I looked at the group for a second. There was a gorgeous blonde standing to the side of Emmett, a blond haired man only a few steps from the little girl named Alice, and a boy and a girl hiding in the back. I couldn't see the boy- only his feet- as he was hidden by Emmett's large body, but I could definitely see all of the girl. And she was bearing it all. She was whispering to him with a.... I guess what she thought was seductive, look on her face. Ugh.

"Fine, you silly pixie." The two turned back to me. "We're going out for ice cream, would you like to join us?" I was shocked. Was he trying to make it up to me? I was quite alright sitting here... mourning the loss of a few of my brain cells.

"No, no really, I'm fine, I'll be-"

"Of course she would!" The pixie jumped in. "She's coming. You're coming, right...?"

"Isabella."

"Yes, well. Isabella is coming." She jumped over, taking my hand and lifting me up. Jesus, little girl.

"I'd really rather not... I don't want to impose. Even numbers are good, you guys should go, I'm fine." I tried to talk fast so she couldn't interrupt me. She kept pulling on my hand though, and I ended up walking with them. Ugh. Finally I just gave up. One little ice cream cone couldn't be so bad, could it? We eventually walked up to the biggest Jeep I'd ever seen and Emmett walked over to the drivers side. Of course. He probably couldn't find a car to fit his size...

"Isabella, I forgot to introduce you to everyone!" She let go over my hand to open the door for me, and as soon as we were all scrunched inside, she began introductions. "I'm Alice, duh! Front seat up there is Emmett and his girlfriend Rosalie, and Jasper is my boyfriend," she pointed beside her, "You're Isabella - hah! - and in the back, back seat is Edward." She turned back around, forgetting to tell me the girl's name. I stared at her for a second, and she returned my gaze until we heard a scoff from behind us. We both looked.

The girl was practically sitting in his - Edward's - lap with her arms around his neck. He looked almost disgusted, but highly amused at the same time. Alice had meant to do that. "And that's Tanwhore." She coughed. "Tanya. That's Tanya." She physically shuddered and I barely heard a "ugh" under her breath.

"Don't get any ideas, alright?" She turned in Edward's lap. "Eddieboy is mine." She scrunched up her nose and eyes, trying to smile and be cute. Do I look like that when I scrunch my nose? Ugh, gotta remember not to do that...

"Edward, Tanya. My name is Edward. Not Ed, Eddie, or any of the other shit you call me. Get off my lap." He shoved her on to the seat beside him and moved over a little, fastening the seatbelt. I couldn't help but look between the two of them. Tanya stared at him, stunned at what he had done. She tucked a bit of her strawberry blonde hair behind her ear.

"I'm sorry, Edward. Forgive me?" She scooted closer to him and he turned his head out the window. Holy shit. What just happened? The rest of the jeep carried on with their own conversations and suddenly I felt nosy. I turned in my seat, my eyes wide, until Alice leaned over and whispered in my ear.

"Just ignore anything the whore says. And as for Edward... he's okay when he's not around it." I almost giggled, but didn't. I thought for a second. God she was gross, that Tanya girl. Too much tanning, too much make-up, too much hair spray and perfume. I felt like choking, until someone read my mind and rolled their window down. Jasper, that was his name. Jasper rolled his window down, all but sticking his head out.

"Jazz, stop it! You're going to mess up my hair!"

"Sorry, princess." He rolled the window back up until it was only open about two inches. "Better?" Alice snuggled into his side.

Man did I feel awkward. I was, what, the sixth wheel? God. I shouldn't have agreed to this... oh wait, I didn't! Dang it. I gotta stop being such a push-over. So much for a fresh start, huh?

Bella's first day at college! How do you think it went? Let me know by clicking this nifty, renovated "reivew" button! :D

Next time we meet, we'll be enjoying our ice cream...