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Bella Swan

I was having the most amazing dream about a sexy, green-eyed god when –Emmett woke me up. I groaned, chucking a pillow at him and covering my face with my arms.

"Wake up, squirt! It's Friday, we have school, and I won't be able to take you. I'm leaving early to go out for breakfast with Rosalie…" He trailed off before a horn sounded outside. "Oh, that's her! See you at school, Bells!" With that, Emmett ran downstairs and I heard a distant slam of car doors.

"Stupid Emmett…Stupid school…" I muttered as I methodically got ready for school. I knew I was just being stubborn; I actually loved Emmett. He was older than me by a year, very protective of me, and worked out a lot. I was surprised my boyfriend had the guts to ask me out with Emmett as my older brother. I got off track for a minute, daydreaming about Jake's gorgeous face, muscled abs, and his big…uhm, hands. Blushing furiously, I reached into my underwear drawer, cursing when I realized that Emmett did not, in fact, do the laundry. Guess I'm going commando. I pulled low-rise jeans (the only clean pair I had) over my bare butt; I hope I don't end up accidentally flashing anyone today.

One dark blue sweater later, I was in my truck with a granola bar in my hand and Linkin Park blasting on the radio. I got to school 20 minutes early; Emmett and his steady girlfriend Rose weren't there yet. They were probably in the janitor's closet of IHOP or somewhere similar…I snorted, shaking my head. Emmett had truly met his match, and her name was Rosalie Hale. They were so perfect for each other; it made my heart swell.

As I stumbled out of my rusty red truck into the parking lot, I dropped my keys into a small puddle. Just my luck. I sighed, bending over to pick them up. In doing so, I heard a low whistle behind me and arms wrapped around my small waist. "Going commando, Bella? But it's not my birthday yet…" a husky voice whispered sexily in my ear, nipping my earlobe.

"Jake!" I breathed, turning around and hugging him. I jumped when he squeezed my ass. "Jacob Black! Behave, there are people watching!" I hissed, slapping his chest.

"I'm sorry" Jacob said, not looking sorry at all. I huffed, crossing my arms. Jacob tried again. "Would you forgive me if I told you I brought you muffins?"

He held out a brown paper bag of chocolate chip muffins, looking sheepish. I cracked, smiling as I took a muffin and nibbled on it. Jacob grinned. "So, I was wondering if my girlfriend would like to go out with me tomorrow afternoon at around 6."

"Oh, well then go ask her! What are you talking to me for?" I teased. His face was priceless. "Bella!"

"Sorry, sorry. Yeah, I'd love to go out with you tomorrow, Jake. Where are we going?"

"Well, there's this great new movie out we could watch…or at least sit in the theatre and make out."

I blushed. "That sounds good to me!" Jacob laughed, kissing my burning cheek sweetly. "Okay. See you at lunch, Bells" he breathed. With one last kiss, I was off to first period English while he went to Gym.

In English, I concentrated less on Macbeth and more on the doodle I was inscribing into my notebook. With a jolt, I remembered my fabulous wet-dream. But who was the sexy green-eyed Adonis? No one I knew. I shook my head; I had everything I wanted with Jacob. I spent the rest of my day in a haze, daydreaming about him. He was sexy, he was caring, and he was—

"A waste of your time, Bella" Rosalie declared in the cafeteria, slamming her lunch tray down. "Jacob Black is a waste of your time. This is the third time he's skipped lunch after promising to spend it with you. He's probably screwing some whore's brains out in a closet somewhere; I'm telling you I don't like that mutt."

"I trust Jacob." I said confidently, "I care about him and he cares about me!"

"What's that I hear, Bella? Jake's not here again?" Emmett boomed as he sat in the seat next to Rose.

"No he isn't, but it doesn't mean anything Em. He's probably making up a test or something." I said, annoyed. Emmett shrugged, feeding Rosalie a grape. Looking for a distraction, I turned to Rosalie's brother Jasper, who was a year younger than her and in my grade. "Hey Jazz, how are you?"

Jasper smiled. "I'm pretty good. What's up with you, Bella?"

"Bored out of my mind. There's no excitement in Forks. I want to move to Chicago, or New York or something."

"Oh! Speaking of Chicago, there's a family moving to Forks from there this weekend. My mom said the Cullens have two kids, both juniors. Look out for them; they should be here on Monday."

I perked up. Mrs. Hale was a real estate agent; she always knew when people were moving in and out, making her a great source for gossip. And as I had said, Forks was getting duller than usual. Two newcomers ought to brighten things up. Jasper looked down again, picking at his food. Rose and Em were making out. I finished eating, staring out the window wondering where Jacob was.

The bell rang, startling me out of my reverie. With a sigh, I made my way to the cafeteria doors, heading to Biology. I found Jacob in the hallway, looking wild with his hair tousled.

"I'm so sorry, Bells! That stupid Mike Newton said you were hot, and so I decked him. Coach saw and said I had to come to his office for lunch. The jackass made me run laps!" I laughed, watching him breathe hard. Leah Clearwater passed us in the hallway, giving me a dirty look while trying to fix her incredible sex hair. I smirked, internally wondering who she had seduced this time.

"Its fine, Jake. I have to cook for Charlie today, but I'll see you tomorrow for our date?"

"Of course, Bella. See you then!" With that, he kissed my forehead and ran off to his class.

After school I made my way over to my truck, carefully avoiding the puddles and other slippery areas. I saw Mike Newton coming towards me, waving his arms wildly to get my attention. I groaned silently. Dear God, what does he want now?

"Bella! Bella, hey Bella! Listen, Bella, I was wondering if you'd like to go to dinner with me? Maybe tonight? What do you say, Bella?" He rambled on nervously. I looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Mike, you do know I have a boyfriend, right? You know, the one who hit you during gym this morning?" Mike looked confused.

"I don't know what you're talking about, but I just thought you'd like to go out with me to dinner anyway. I mean you and Jacob obviously aren't exclusive or anything, and I really like you, Bella."

Now I looked confused. "Mike, me and Jake are exclusive. Sorry, I can't go out with you tonight, I'm busy anyway…" Who said me and Jacob weren't exclusive? There are obviously a lot of idiots here that can't tell when two people are in a relationship…

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I woke up at 11 Saturday morning, eager for my date with Jacob. Of course we had been on plenty dates before, but every time was something special. And for some reason, we hadn't gone on any for a couple weeks now, so I was super excited for this one. After showing, shaving, and picking out the sexiest clothes I owned, I buzzed around listlessly looking for something to do.

Homework, I thought. Homework will keep me occupied. I started batting with Trig, impatiently looking at the clock every five minutes. With five hours to go until my date, I almost understood my Trig homework. Just then, my cell phone rang a distinct ringtone. Jacob. I flipped open my phone.

"Hello? Hey, Jake!"

"Hey, Bella." Jacob said, sounding depressed. "I'm so sorry, but I got sick this morning and I need to cancel our date tonight because obviously I can't leave the house and I don't want to get you sick too…"

"Oh, no! I'm sorry Jake, I hope you feel better! I'll come over with soup, how does that sound?"

"No!" Jacob said quickly, almost annoyed. I tilted my head, confused. "What I mean is I just said I didn't want to get you sick too, Bells. This stuff is contagious; I'll kill myself if you start throwing up too."

I smiled in spite of myself. "Sure, Jacob. Call me later, though, okay? Bye sweetheart" I crooned into the phone.

After hanging up, I looked around my room, slightly disappointed. What would I do now? I scrolled through my contacts, finally finding the one I wanted.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Rosalie! What's up?"

"Not much. Me and Emmett were just playing Halo 3; I'm beating him, of course…" From the back I heard Emmett whining "Rose that was cheating!"

I chuckled. "Oh, sorry to bother you guys. Jake just got sick and had to bail on our date, poor guy. But now I basically have nothing to do. Well, I'll just—"

"Bella, that works out perfectly! Jasper was feeling bored so I thought we could all go out to eat. Of course you had your date, but now the mutt's canceled so you can go too! Okay, meet me at my house in 30 minutes. No excuses!" Before I could answer, she hung up. Oh, Rose, I thought, sighing.

28 minutes and 15 seconds later, I was pulling into the Hale's driveway behind Emmett's jeep. With a minute and 45 seconds to spare! Nice work, Swan. I let myself in, finding Emmett and Rosalie battling it out on the Playstation while Jasper watched, amused. He saw me and put a finger on his lips, mouthing "wait a second" and pointing to Rose and Emmett. I didn't have long to wait to realize what he was laughing about. Every time Rosalie destroyed Emmett, he had quite a hard time deciding if he was mad or turned on. The look on his face was priceless; I doubled over laughing, finally alerting Rose and Em to my presence.

"Hey, Bella! Great, you're here! Now we can leave!" Rosalie exclaimed, jumping up and grabbing her purse. "Emmett was being a baby, what a sore loser…"

"Hey!"

"Aw, Emmett, baby, you know I love you!" she leaned over to kiss him enthusiastically. I turned away, my thoughts flashing to Jacob. We drove to a restaurant in Port Angeles in Emmett's jeep, my mood lifting exponentially as we drove out of Forks.

We were all chatting happily in the restaurant, looking over out menus and arguing playfully about what we wanted. I looked over our table, searching for the waiter. I was surprised when I saw Leah Clearwater at the table next to us fixing her makeup, obviously waiting for her date to return from the bathroom. She hadn't seen me, though, so I turned away, not really caring about who she was going out with.

"What are you getting, Bella?" Jasper asked quietly.

"I think I'll get this lasagna dish. It sounds really good and I wanted to get it last time I was in here with Jake, but—"

"Oh, HELL no!" Rosalie hissed, looking directly at Leah Clearwater's table.

"What, Rose?" I asked, confused, looking over there too. I saw Leah Clearwater kissing her date, who was…Jacob?

"You little bastard!" Emmett roared. Jacob broke away from Leah and looked over at Emmett curiously, his face whitening when he recognized him. I stared at him. I didn't want to believe it, I didn't. Jacob and Leah? It didn't make sense. Jacob was supposed to be sick at home. Then I remembered Mike not knowing what I was talking about when I talked about Jacob hitting him. I remembered the times Jacob hadn't showed up for lunch. I remembered how we hadn't been on a date for a while. Rosalie was right about him. I blinked rapidly, sending tears down my cheeks.

Jacob saw me and walked towards me, the expression on his face unreadable. "Bella, I—"

"DON'T care about you, sorry sweetheart. Bella, was it? Guess you aren't woman enough for Jake. You don't deserve him. He was just telling me…" Leah started ranting with an evil glint in her eyes, but I didn't hear her the rest. The last thing I saw was Emmett's enraged face before it all went black.

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Edward Cullen

"I don't want to go to Forks!" I had said. "I'll never go!" But here I am. Forks, population: zero. Well now me, my sister Alice, and my parents Carlisle and Esme. I cannot comprehend what was going through my father's mind when he considered the new job offer here. I cannot believe my mother who 'wants to live in a small town'.

So now I am in my new room, in the new house, contemplating the day ahead at Forks High, where I will be the new kid fresh from Chicago. Who switches schools a month into junior year? Apparently, Alice and I do. I looked around my room, having finally finished organizing my science textbooks on the bookshelf. My laptop was blinking at me; I went to it, finding that one of my old chess team friends had emailed me while I was unpacking.

Hey Edward,

Hope you've settled in okay. Everything is fine here; we're just dreading our next chess tournament. We're toast without you, Cullen. Oh, and the Computer Club sends their love.

Keep in Touch,

Laurent

I sighed, pushing my thick glasses up my nose. I bet they don't even have a Chess Team at Forks High. I bet everyone will make fun of me for being a 'nerd' in accelerated classes. I bet—

"I bet we'll have fun here!" Alice squealed, having burst into my room.

"Alice, no. You won't have fun. There's no mall here!" I teased. Alice's face grew worried. I burst out into laughter, and she smiled and punched my shoulder. "I can always go to Port Angeles then, silly! And think of the fun we'll have in Seattle..." She gazed off into space, obviously imagining the clothes she could buy. I shook my head, exasperated. My twin sister Alice was everything I was not: she was outgoing, she was talkative, and she was confident. I, on the other hand, was shy, quiet, and –according to Alice—geeky.

"Seriously, Edward, you need to lose your dorky glasses." Alice said sharply, bouncing on my bed. "You would look so handsome with contacts, and, oh I don't know, maybe jeans for once!"

"What's wrong with my corduroys?!"

Alice sighed. "My dear Edward, there is too much that is wrong with your corduroys. I don't even know where to begin…"

"Yeah, well, Forks is still going to be really boring" I cut her off hastily. Alice grew thoughtful.

"You know, I don't think so. This will be the best time of our lives. We will be worshipping Carlisle and his new hospital job pretty soon."

"Oh? How so? Are your clairvoyant predictions telling me there IS a Computer Club at Forks High?" I already knew there wasn't: I checked. And as far as I was concerned, if I was going to a school without a Computer Club, I would be pretty damn miserable.

"Well, I'm going to meet the love of my life tomorrow morning at school. You'll meet yours too. Don't let her go, Edward!" Alice warned me. "She'll be really hard to get but it'll work out in the end!"

And with that cryptic comment, Alice hopped off my bed and skipped to her own room, humming to herself. I stared after her shaking my head. Alice had a tendency to be right about things she predicted, it was true; but the love of my life? My only previous crush had been on my second grade teacher, who I had proposed to. Alice never lets me forget it; Mrs. Cope had been seven months pregnant when I had gotten down on one knee with a plastic 25-cent ring. It had not been the greatest experience of my life; it just proves how inexperienced I am with girls. It's even more unlikely that the love of my life would be here in Forks: what are there, maybe 20 girls to choose from? Forks seemed exceptionally small after living in Chicago. Distracted, I turned out the lights and climbed into bed, anticipating school the next day.

Hah. Love of my life. I wish. But wishes don't come true…

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Soo? Haha I don't know. This is my first fanfiction, so I would greatly appreciate some feedback! Really, I would even like someone to say "this is a terrible story, get your ass off fanfiction". Although i would like BETTER for someone to say "This is a GREAT story. Keep writing"... Okay, I'm done. I love you all for making it to the end of the chapter!


Oh, and one of my guy friends actually did propose to his second grade teacher. Who really was pregnant. It was hilarious!