I was walking through a field, listening to my iPod. It was sunset. The clouds were turning pink, orange, and purple. I was humming along with-

"Kitty!" Mr. Anderson said. "Do you ever listen in my class? Do you just daydream the whole day?"

I blushed and whispered, "No. I mean, I do pay attention, but I just… um…" I trailed off.

"Well, I asked if you knew what makes a sentence a sentence."

"Um, well, a sentence has to have a predicate and a subject."

"Good. Pay attention in class, though, next time," he reprimanded just as the bell rang.

I grabbed my English notebook, pencils, and bag and bolted from the classroom.

"Kitty!" Mel yelled, waving her arms. "Come 'ere!"

I walked quickly to Melyssa James. "Hi," I called. "Um, I've got to go to class, but I'll talk to you later?" I walked back over then to my class. I didn't talk to Melyssa because I had to isolate myself. Mom and Dad, if I could even call them that, wouldn't like it if I made friends. I always wore dark colors, too, to show my mood.

I jogged into AFT, taking my seat in the back row corner seat, closest the door. I always just did my homework, didn't socialize or anything.

I was doing my Algebra homework when I felt someone above my desk.

"Hi," they trilled.

I looked up. "Um… hi."

She stuck out her hand. "I'm Alice. I'm sure you've seen my adopted siblings by now today. Emmett, the big, burly dude with dark, curly hair. Jasper, the lean, tall dude with blonde hair. Rosalie, the same as Jazz, but she looks kinda like a supermodel. And then Edward; he has bronze colored hair."

"Actually, no, I haven't met any of them yet. Why?" I questioned.

"Well, they're all juniors, too, like me, and we were wondering if you'd like to sit with us at lunch."

"Um, I guess. But will you come to my locker with me when the bell rings, and then I'll follow you?"

"Sure," she answered, "if it'll help." And, speak of the devil, the bell rang not a moment later.

I grabbed my stuff and hurried to my locker, Alice following. She chattered aimlessly on the way to my locker and wasn't quiet until we got to the lunchroom.

I looked around nervously for her family and almost immediately saw the big guy- Emmett, I think she said- and we walked towards them. I gnawed on my lip, anxious for lunch to be over so I could go home and get a snack. We finally reached our destination- the lunch table. My nerves went into overdrive as soon as we sat down.

Alice went around the table in order and prattled off names. I blanked out.

"And this is Kitty." Alice pointed at me.

"What?" I asked. "What did I do?" She looked at me like I was crazy. I blushed. "I'm sorry, I spaced out," I apologized.

"It's alright," the lean blonde boy reassured me. "Everyone does once in a while."

"Oh, not me." I looked at him. "Teachers are always yelling at me, even though I, most of the time, get answers right if they repeat the question. Though my parents do get mad when I don't pay attention." They have ways of making me pay for it, too, I thought.

"Carlisle and Esme are the same way with us," the bronze boy said. "They don't understand that we're teenagers and occasionally space out. I mean, seriously." He looked at me with topaz eyes.

"I agree. Our adoptive parents are weird about that." The blonde girl looked at me and smiled. I gave a small smile back.

"Kitty," Alice hissed to get my attention, "aren't you going to eat?" She looked at the empty space in front of me.

I shook my head, mumbling, "Not hungry."

"Don't you need to eat?" Rosalie asked me.

"Not if I'm not hungry. We don't have to eat, only if we're hungry." Actually, I was starved, but I couldn't eat anything until dinnertime at home. My stomach growled, and I flushed again. They all stared at me, as if they heard it. I mumbled, "Um. Okay. I have to go to class. See you guys later," and hightailed it out of the cafeteria.