NOTE: ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE HUMANS.

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN TWILIGHT


BPOV (Bella's Point of View)
~~italized sentences are Bella's thoughts~~

I walked towards the familiar way to our cafeteria with Angela, thinking about his beautiful green eyes

Ugh, this is so not normal.

I shook my head to clear my thoughts.

When we were near the cafeteria, I heard low murmurs inside. As curious as I was I opened the door and peeked.

A sight that almost made me laugh appeared beneath my eyes; They were all looking at the people at the left corner with shut mouths.

I, however, gasped since I recalled one person sitting on said table.

I'll always know that bronze hair anywhere. He is the most beautiful person in the whole world. I will always recognize that face. Even though I saw them just once.

*FLASHBACK*

I stomped my foot down the brakes and stopped by the gas station at Seattle. After paying at the cashier, I stood and leaning at my car door, waiting for my car to be filled with gas.

For less than 5 minutes, I groaned, "I will never go on road trips again." I told myself while rubbing the heel of my hand to my heavily exhausted eyes.

It has been the longest hours in my life. I rode from Phoenix to Seattle. Now just a few more hours and I'll be at home, sleeping.

I smiled at the thought of resting.

I am so tired. It's like I can't go on.

"I promise myself I will never ever go on a road trip again." I mumbled, thinking that no one's around.

"I thought road trips are fun." A velvet voice whispered.

Surprised, I quickly opened my eyes then unique green-irised eyes met mine. "Hi." I murmured sheepishly.

He smiled, "Hello there."

I was so blown away. The smile he wore would envy guy models around the world. And his lips are perfect so are his eyebrows, nose, cheek, and everything else.

Is this an angel, I'm encountering?

I remembered that I should reply, "Yes, I think road trips really suck" I grinned widely when there was confidence in my voice.

"Why is that so?" The Greek God asked me with his perfectly sculpted brow raised.

Even his eyebrows is perfectly proportioned.

"Well, they do really suck if you drove more than a day without taking a break and not to mention that you're driving alone." I explained.

Listening to myself, I wondered how I still managed to carry on.

"Ahh, I see." He nodded.

Ruining the moment, the indicator click; telling me my truck is filled up.

I frowned. Can I stay here longer? I can seriously talk to the bronze haired guy in front of me forever.

"I guess this is goodbye then. My siblings would probably hate me if I didn't go there now." He uttered with sadness in his voice.

Why is he upset?

"Oh okay. Bye." I said glumly. I waved at him as he walked back to a big Jeep.

My body can't move, my mouth can't talk and my legs can't walk me to my car because my eyes are at the back of his head, hoping that he will wave back or even smile at me.

I think he'd never look back.

Just before I lost my faith, he turned around before shutting the car door. "Bye. See yah." He grinned and wave.

I smiled and waited until they were out of sight.

At this kind of world, I will never see him ever again.

I sighed, "I guess I won't see him anymore." I assumed dejectedly.

*END OF FLASHBACK*

This is so unbelievable. I thought I can never see him again but now his sitting a few feet away from me.

"Bella, are you ok?" Angela asked me, fully concerned.

I reluctantly tore my eyes away from him and turned to Angela.

"Um, yeah I'm fine." I told her while faking a smile.

Inside I'm nervous.

Will he recognize me?

I turned around to look at him again. But he was whispering something to a spiky haired girl on his right.

I frowned.

He has a girlfriend.

The girl nodded fervently and looked at my direction. I looked down immediately when the blue eyes of the spiky haired girl met mine.

I bit my lip.

Did that girl saw me staring at the stunning man beside her?

"Bella, why are you looking down?" Angela asked.

"Nothing, come on let's get our lunch." I pulled her with me to the lunch line.

I grabbed a slice of pizza and a bottle of water. I pulled out my money and hurriedly gave the lunch lady my payment. I glanced back at Angela.

She was staring at me, mouth ajar.

"What?" I asked her, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm just surprise that's all."

I shrugged. I didn't ask her why she was surprise. I want to sit down and eat and walk away from here. I don't want to stay here and see him with his girlfriend.

The thought sent me back to panic mode and in a bitter mood.

"I'm just at the farthest table at the right corner." I told her impatiently.

She nodded tentatively.

I sat at the chair that's not facing him and started nibbling my pizza to keep me distracted.

After less than 2 minutes..."Um, Bella, Is something wrong?" Angela asked worriedly. She sat at the opposite of me.

"No, nothing's wrong." I lied casually, putting down my pizza.

I don't know, maybe finding a guy you actually thought was really cute has a girlfriend, rocks.

Yeah, right.

"I know something is wrong, I can see it in your eyes. Don't lie to me. What is it?"

I bit my lip.

Oh, how Angela know me well.

"Bella, tell me." She begged.

I looked up, seeing Angela pouting.

I sighed in defeat, "Ugh. Fine, just don't tell anyone. Okay?"

Her eyes lit up.

She loves it when I tell her my problems, though at times, she goes ballistic whenever I act in a weird there's-something-hunting me way but this is not that type of strange attitude. And she loves to listen to my predicaments because she wants to help me solve it, too. Angela's not like any girls here at school that shares other people's secrets and surreal gossips.

"Of course, I won't tell anyone. I'm not Jessica Stanley." She smirked while I groaned.

Jessica Stanley. I hate her. At my first day at Forks High, she was the first person to talk to me. I thought she was a great girl and friend. But then when I told her I didn't like Lauren Mallory the cheerleader. She told everyone. And when I say everyone I mean EVERYONE. Even Charlie got the "Bella Swan doesn't like Lauren Mallory" story. Jessica told gossips about me too. There was the "Bella is pregnant that's why she moved here" and there was the "Bella has a crush on our jock, Mike Newton. And even her room is covered with pictures of Mike." I'm still a virgin and I don't even like Mike Newton. He's a jerk. I don't understand why most of the girl population here at Forks High has a crush on him.

"So what is it?" Angela asked me seriously.

"Well, did you see the new students when we entered the cafeteria?" I asked her hesitantly.

"Yes, I saw them. There were two girls and three boys." She stated.

I nodded, "Did you saw the bronze haired guy?"

"Yup" She answered briefly, wondering what the connection of that guy and my problem is.

"I saw that guy at a gas station in Seattle a few days ago. You know when I drove back here after I spent my spring break at my mom's house in Phoenix. He talked to me while I wait for my truck to be filled up. And " I trailed off.

I don't know how can I explain this to her.

"And ?" She asked me telling me to continue.

"I don't how can I explain this." I confessed. I look at her, waiting for her response.

I saw her eyes widen. "Oh. My. Gosh. Do you like that bronze haired guy?"

"I I don't know " I stuttered and felt my cheeks burn.

"You like him." She presumed.

I stood up, not wanting Angela to know more, "Bye Angela. See yah later." I sprinted to my Biology class, hoping my clumsiness wouldn't make me fall down.

I sighed in relief when I entered the Biology room without injuries.

Luckily, I was the first one to arrive here.

I sat at my usual place, at the last seat at the back.

I pulled out a notebook and doodled at the back page of it while I wait for Mr. Banner and my classmates.

I started to draw random stuff like swirls, circles, lines and those beautiful hypnotizing eyes. Of course, I stopped when I finished 2 very convincing drawing of those orbs.

As the bell rang, my classmates walked through the door and took their seats leaving me with no seat mate. Then I realized that they all have a lab partner but me.

I sighed.

No one would like or even love to be my lab partner.

I'm an outcast here, I'm even lucky to have Angela as a friend.

My friends in Forks High: 1 or 2 (because of Ben, Angela's boyfriend)

Mr. Banner reached our classroom a few minutes later they arrived. He took out things that he will need for our lesson today.

I took out my Wuthering Heights book to keep me company while I wait for Mr. Banner to prepare.

I heard a knock on the door and I didn't bother to look up to see who my unlucky lab partner is since the seat beside me is the only one free.

I heard footsteps approaching. I suppose I need to sit a little further away from my unfortunate seatmate. I put my book away and moved my chair a little bit.

My seatmate slash lab partner cleared his throat. I looked up and saw those certain eyes that I adore.

~END OF CHAPTER 1~