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I blocked out Jessica's voice and started looking around the crowded cafeteria. People were laughing and enjoying themselves, and for some reason I still felt so out of place.

But then there was one table that looked so much different then the others. There were only five people sitting at it, and they were all stunningly gorgeous.

I felt my mouth drop open and couldn't help but stare. They all had shockingly pale skin and seemed to just stare at there food trays.

One of them caught my attention immediately; she had short, spiky black hair that made her look exactly like a pixie. She was leaning slightly against the biggest boy of the bunch. His muscles looked as if they were going to break the fabric of his shirt, and he scared me just a little bit.

Then there was the girl with the golden hair, she looked exactly like a super model and had an icy cold stare to match it. Beside her was a boy with bronze hair. He was so beautiful I couldn't tear my gaze away from him, but when I did I saw the last person of the bunch. He looked lonely and even though he was sitting with the rest of them he seemed almost cut off from them.

"Who's he?" I asked, accidently cutting Jessica off.

"Oh, him?" Jessica snickered, a blush slowly forming over her cheeks "That's Jasper Hale. He's absolutely gorgeous, but obviously all the girls are too good for him here," she rolled her eyes and turned back to her food.

I resisted the strong urge to giggle ---- I wonder when he had turned her down.

I stole another glance at the round table and saw that the boy with the bronze hair was staring at Jessica in amusement. He leaned over to Jasper and said something that I couldn't hear from across the cafeteria. Jasper shook his head and chuckled, looking over at Jessica and meeting my eye for half a second.

Wow, he really was gorgeous. And his eyes were…it was so hard to explain, they were like a golden color, eye's you could just melt into. In fact, as I looked closer, they all had golden coloured eyes. But he had such a pained expression on his face it was hard to bare. I broke the gaze, suddenly embarrassed, and turned back to my own table just to catch Mike throwing a piece of bread Jessica. I felt my face slowly turning red and I stabbed my food with a fork to try and distract myself. Why did I hold his gaze for that long? He must have thought I was such an idiot…staring at him like some stalker…I slowly stopped stabbing my food and felt an overwhelming aura of calmness spread through me. I leaned back onto my chair and stared up at the ceiling suddenly feeling relaxed. Why had I been so worried about what he might think? I mean, it's not like I was ever going to talk to him...nothing to freak out about. I let the calmness spread through me and had a haze of sleepiness faze through me…giving in I leaned my head against my shoulder and slowly…closed…my eyes…

"Bella? Bella, are you sleeping? Wake up!"

Jessica was shaking me violently and I snapped back to attention.

"Right, sorry," I muttered, shaking my head. What was that?

I turned around once more and looked at the round table seeing all five of the beautiful people again…

"Who are the rest of them?" I asked Jessica, turning back around.

"Okay well the one that looks like a pixie? That's Alice Cullen. She's with the big one, Emmet Cullen."

I turned around and saw that the girl named Alice had gotten up to throw her food away….her un-eaten food, the big one; Emmet, had followed her and was twirling her around as if they were dancing.

"The blonde one, that's Rosalie Hale, she's gorgeous, any boy in this school would dieto go out with her, but she's with that other boy, Edward Cullen. There like, an item."

I saw that Rosalie was holding Edwards hand underneath the table.

"But, wait," I said, turning back to Jessica. "Are they all siblings?"

"No, the only biological siblings are Rosalie and Jasper, there twins, but the rest were adopted by Carlisle Cullen and his wife Esme, Esme is Rosalie and Jasper's aunt or something, they moved here about two years ago, its kind of weird though."

"Well, it's not like there actually related or anything," I shrugged, taking a bite of my sandwich.

"Ya, but they all live together. And there all together, like together together." Jessica shuddered and I fought another wave of giggles.

"It's really nice that Carlisle adopted all of them though, don't you think?" I said, taking another glance at the table.

"Well it's only because Esme can't have kids or something." Jessica made it seem like it wasn't a very nice thing at all.

"I'm not too hungry anymore," I muttered rising from the table, "I'm going to go throw my stuff away.

"But there's still like twenty minutes left," Jessica cried, looking up at me.

"I know; I'm just not hungry anymore."

I grabbed by tray and started walking to one of the garbage cans. As I was walking someone was getting up, and pushing their chair back. It was too late to move out of the way by the time I reacted and I ended up tripping over one of the legs like the klutz I am.

I felt my tray go flying into the air and myself falling to the ground. I heard gasps from all around me. Any second now my face would smash against the tiled flooring and I would have to get an ice pack. But someone's strong arms kept me from hitting the ground face first. I was lifted up and met Jasper Hales gaze.

As soon as I was steadied on my feet he seemed to jerk away, almost violently. The pained look in his expression became more intense like he couldn't handle it anymore.

"T…Thanks," I stuttered, bending over to grab my tray and fallen food.

"No problem," he said before turning around in one fluid movement and dumping his own tray in the garbage --- all the food was un-eaten.

I watched as he walked back to his own table where Rosalie and Edward still sat. Closer up I realized how beautiful all their clothing was --- clearly all designer --- and yet they seemed left out of the crowd. But why?

I kept an eye on the table as I dumped my own food. There was a secret here and I wanted --- needed --- to find out.

As I walked back to Jessica's table and sat down I realized the answer to the question that was tugging at the back of my mind.

Who was more beautiful, I couldn't decide between Edward and Jasper. I turned around for the last time in my chair and accidently caught Edward Cullen's gaze. His intense and grim stare made me feel frightened, but not frightened enough to make me turn away. As I saw his and Rosalie's fingers intertwined I felt a deep pang of jealousy inside of me.

Edward Cullen was defiantly more beautiful.