Jessica's point of view

I sat at my vanity that morning making sure there was not one flaw to be found on my face. I touched up my lip gloss, put another thin layer of mascara on, and then smiled. Perfect, just like always. Today I said good bye to the old Jessica, little middle school Jessica, I was now a high schooler, right around the corner from graduating.

These were going to be my four years, if all the boys coveted eighth grade Jessie then they would die over high school Jessica. Today was perfect, my makeup was perfect, and my hair was perfect, my outfit was perfect, all I had to do was pick a cute guy to brighten the life of and my entire life would be perfect, I would be one stop closer to getting out of this miserable town. Of all the things I have hated, I hate Forks the most. I would make a much better fit in, say, L.A., why did I have to be born here? Nobody had ever heard of Forks, we get no sun, and a person from Forks has never been a model, which is my dream.

When I was younger I dreamed about going on America's Next Top Model, but when Lauren and I were shopping in Seattle last year and saw a flyer posted in the mall window for a casting call for ANTM, it said the shortest you could be was five feet, eight inches. I'm never going to be that tall, so I just have to go out on my own and show the world that short models are better. I felt better when I found my calling in life, to turn the modeling world upside down and show them whose boss.

"Jessica!" Mom called from the bottom floor "You're going to be late if you don't get down here right now!"

I can't be late today; I have to make the perfect grand entrance and running to get to class on time is not what I had in mind. I snagged one more look in the mirror and grabbed my book bag, walking down the stairs slowly so I wouldn't trip in my new high heels that were at least three inches tall that I had paired with a slightly too long pair of dark wash jeans.

"I'm ready to go" I told her, cursing the fact that it was raining out and I had to cover my new dark purple top with my raincoat until I got in the school, where I would quickly take it off and shove it in my locker to be forgotten, the hideous thing that looks more like something a boy would wear than a girl.

When I shut the car door I was annoyed to find that mom didn't have the radio on, which meant she wanted to talk to me about something.

"What did I do this time?" I asked. Mom always seemed to find some reason to get pissed at me, even when I clearly did nothing wrong and she just can't appreciate the fact that her daughter is almost perfect.

"Nothing, I just wanted to tell you that there are going to be some new kids at school today" She answered innocently.

I hated how that was big news here, in California in any given school in any given state there are three or more new kids every day, yet we haven't had one in over five years.

"How many is 'some'?" I asked.

"Five, they are all adopted by the new doctor, someone told me their names, I think there's a Rosalie and maybe a Edward or something like that, they all have weird names" She told me. Who names their kid Edward? That name just screams early nineteen hundreds to me.

"Is that all?" I asked, bored already.

"I want you to be nice to them Jessica, it can't be easy moving to a new town where every body's grown up together"

"Well, they're adopted, they're probably used to moving around a lot" I answered, bored out of my mind.

"I'm serious Jessica. Be. Nice" She emphasized each word as if I was a five year old she was trying to teach the alphabet to.

"Aren't I always nice?" I asked, my turn to sound innocent. I didn't get an answer to that question.

"Have a good day" Mom said when we got to the school.

Forks high is the very cornerstone of how tiny this town is. We don't even top three hundred students, and I doubt we ever will, since we just got our first new kids since we were in the fourth grade.

Surprisingly I was early to school, and met up with Lauren, my BFF/ partner in crime in a matter of seconds.

After talking about what we were going to do this year, new boys we wanted to date, new stores in Seattle we wanted to visit, the topic turned to the new kids again.

"So did you hear we're getting new people today?" Lauren asked me.

"Are you kidding, if I hear it one more time I'm going to throw up" I answered. So I had only heard it once, it was by far enough to annoy me.

"Well, there they are right now" Lauren told me, pointing behind me.

A silver Volvo that was way nicer than any of the grandparently cars that filled our student parking lot filled an empty parking space not too far away from us. A big dark haired boy that looked like he took steroids got out first, fallowed by a blond that looked like she had her fair share of plastic surgery, then another blond, a boy this time that looked like he cut himself, helped a little dark haired girl that looked anorexic out of the back seat.

Lastly, a bronze haired boy got out of the front seat. You have to be kidding me; he looks like a freaking God! I think I just found the boy whose life I choose to enlighten. He looked at me just then, oh my God, he must like me back! I will make this boy mine even if it kills me.

"Jesus, do you see the blond boy?" Lauren asked, sounding stunned by the sight of him.

"Are you kidding, look at the one with the messy brown hair!" I ordered. She glanced at him quickly, but then went right back to gawking at the blond boy.

"He's okay I guess, but nowhere near the blond if you ask me" She said, half off in own little dream world. Lauren is crazy if she picks the emo over the God, I don't know anyone else that would pick him out of the two. Too bad to all those other girls I thought that boy is mine. I would make sure of it.

Just then the warning bell rang, and Lauren and I went our separate ways for first period, agreeing to meet at the lunch table we claimed as our own at open house the previous week.

I had English first hour, one of my least favorite classes. This was going to be so boring, I always pass this class even when I don't listen to a word the teacher says. Oh did that talent come in handy for this class. Who came walking in the classroom but the Godlike boy and his anorexic sister? I was so lucky, I had him for the very first class of the day, which meant I had first dibs on him, and it was fate that we be together.

My stomach flipped a couple times when Mr. Pusc told him to sit in the empty desk right next to me, it really was fate now! We would start dating, get married, and grow old together as fate would have it. Did I just see him laugh as I thought that? Must have been something his sister said or something, they were walking right next to each other.

When the teacher called role I found out his name was Edward Cullen and his sister was Alice, seriously, who has those names? But Edward seemed fit the name perfectly, it was just so him. Hmm… Jessica Cullen, I like the sound of that. Just tack in my middle name which happens to be Angel, Jessica Angel Cullen, I could be Edward's angel!

I daydreamed about me and Edward for the rest of the period, not paying any attention to the classroom rules, it wasn't like I wasn't going to hear these all six more times today, I might as well daydream while I'm in close proximity to my soul mate. Was he laughing again? Oh well, his smile was perfect, so I was glad to see him laugh. It was kind of crooked, but that's what made it so cute and irresistible. It made me smile too, did he see my smile? I've been told it's very attractive to boys.

By the end of the period I was singing a song inside my head, which went something like; Edward is going to be my boyfriend, Edward is going to be my boyfriend, Edward is going to be my boyfriend, over and over again. By now Edward was outright trying to hold back his laughter, as was his tiny sister behind me. Seriously, I didn't know what was so funny.

The bell rang then, and I waited for Edward to come up and ask me out on a date, but he just went off to his next class without so much as looking at me. How cute, I thought, he's shy. The shy boys are always the best, everybody knows that.

So now I had math, something I actually enjoyed. Sadly I didn't have this class with Edward, but he passed by the classroom on his way to his next class, so before I went in I called out "Edward!"

He stopped and turned slowly, as if he thought he was going to regret this soon in life.

"I'm Jessica" I said, going up to him. "I was wondering if you would like me to show you around town sometime."

"No thank you, I'm sure I can find every thing myself, it isn't that big of a town, now if you'll excuse me, I have to get to class" He answered. Still playing shy, huh Edward?

I derailed into the classroom, and sat back in the annoy desk- chair and waited for the rules and guidelines to be over so I could see if I have my next class with Eddie. I kept daydreaming about Edward and my life together, I would do my modeling and he would be a supportive husband, I thought. We would probably get married early, since the life of a model is so demanding that I won't have time for a wedding once I really get started. I've always wanted to get married on Christmas Eve, with all my bridesmaids in red floor length gowns that wouldn't be too pretty to take the attention off me but not ugly enough to embarrass my wedding. I was going to wear a fluffy white wedding dress with a white diamond tiara nestled in my hair, Edward would be wearing a simple black suit, just like tradition calls for, the perfect husband and wife.

Edward was going to love my wedding plans, of course I wouldn't tell him until we had been dating for two or so years I don't want to make things weird or something like that by basically asking him to propose so soon. I did want him to do it early though, I thought early marriage was romantic.

When the bell rang for that class I had to stop at my locker to pick up the history text book I had gotten and thrown in there at open house, along with a few others. My locker was right next to Lauren's, both of ours were on the top, and then, next to Lauren on the bottom shelf is that little Alice. I wondered if they put her on the bottom on purpose since she's so small she barely had to bend down at all to open it and get her things out.

Lauren almost passed out when she saw that Jasper was at Alice's locker with her, his hand on her shoulder as she put books in and took some out. That was weird, you don't really see brothers and sisters doing that. Maybe he's just protective of her or something because he's older and they're adopted or something. Lauren tried not to stare at him as she grabbed a book out of her locker and slammed it closed, while I just marveled at how Edward would soon be mine. As Lauren and I were walking away we heard Alice and Jasper start talking for the first time since we got there.

"I'll see you at lunch" Alice told him. I turned around to see that she had straightened up and now had one arm wrapped around his waist.

"I love you Alice" He said, kissing the top of her head.

"I love you too Jasper" She said before removing her arm and they went off to their separate classes.

"Did you see that?!" Lauren asked. "That was totally not a brother/sister relationship!"

"It would so gross if they were dating, even if they aren't blood related." I answered.

"How could he stay with her after he's seen me?" She asked "Did you see the size of her? She isn't any bigger than my eight year old little brother!" She sounded really pissed off right now, so I just went on with my wedding plans while Lauren insulted Alice and talked about the reasons she and Jasper would make a much better couple. I told her she could steal Jasper from Alice just to make her happy, she really needed to shut up and let me think about my Edward right now.

I decided that after school, I was going to just ask Edward out, tell him I like him and know that he likes me back. There was o way he could say no after all, I was Jessica, and I was perfect.