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Character list (I made some changes and created a lot of characters):

Charlie Swan - Renee Newman (yes I changed her last name. Higgenbotham would be too cruel)

Anthony Masen - Elizabeth Brooks (once again, I changed his name. Edward Sr. and Edward Jr. just don't cut it for me)

William Brandon ­­- Mary Gray

Harold Whitlock ­- Cynthia Flores

Joseph Hale - Anna Fisher

Thomas McCarty - Evelyn Cole

Carlisle Cullen - Esme Platt

It was the first day of high school. I had to be the most excited teen there. Kids from four different middle schools were now being thrown into one big school. Our new class would then go through high school together before splitting up to go to colleges across the country. I was a new student, but hopefully I would fit in okay.

I moved to Forks with my family a few days ago from Ohio. I was mad at first because I had to leave my best friend, Charles Evenson. I kinda had a crush on him, and I think he was starting to like me back when I had to move. Now, I'm just excited to start over while still keeping in touch with Charles and the rest of my friends from back home.

I walked to the front office to get my schedule. Suddenly a brown haired boy ran into me, tripping us both. He landed right on top of me, but got off quickly.

"Wow, Charlie. It's the first day, and you're already tripping over people," said an amused voice from behind us. Charlie's eyes widened and he started blushing.

The girl who had spoken to him walked up laughing, and helped me up while Charlie grabbed my stuff off the ground. He shoved it into my arms, and then took off at top speed.

"Still the same old Charlie," the girl mumbled, looking toward where Charlie disappeared. She shook her head then turned to me. "Hello. I'm Renee Newman and I'm from Forest Middle School. Let's get under the overhang before it starts to really rain." I hadn't noticed until then that it had been raining.

Once we were safe and dry, I really looked at Renee. She was pretty. She was my same height, an impressive 5'4", and had wavy brown hair that hung to the middle of her back. Her eyes were an unusual shade of light blue that almost looked gray. They really caught my attention because the color almost blended in with her extremely pale skin, but popped in contrast to her dark brown hair. They held a sort of innocent and mysterious glint that just drew you in.

"So, which school are you from?" she asked, breaking me from my thoughts.

"Oh, I'm not from around here. My name is Esme Platt and I just moved here from Ohio." I was a shy girl, and stared at my shoes as I said this. I expected her to turn away from me now that I was new, but hoped that she would still want to be my friend.

"No way! That is so cool! I'll take you to the office to get your schedule, then you can tell me all about Ohio and what it's like." She grabbed my arm and started dragging me to the main office.

Once we got our schedules, we compared classes. Luckily, I got five out of seven periods with her. We had Martin for three periods of core (reading, language arts, and social studies), break, one period of our own elective which we'll choose today, P.E. with Clark, lunch, then earth science for her with Walker and math for me with Campbell, and then we switched. I was glad to have all the same teachers with her so I could get some homework help.

As we walked to room 13 for core, she asked me questions about everything. I tried to ask her some back, but she just brushed them off and shot back with another question. I was shocked to find that she was so interested in my old life.

Soon, the bell rang and we all followed a tall man with a white beard, who I assumed was Mr. Martin, through the door. Mr. Martin told everyone to line up in the back of the room as he assigned us seats. I prayed that the seats weren't alphabetical, but my pleas went unheard. Renee ended up two rows over in the front of the class while I was stuck in the back next to two boys and behind an indifferent looking girl.

Renee turned around in her seat and stared at me with scared, pleading eyes. She didn't seem to like being that close to a man so large and intimidating. I shot her my best sympathetic look before he started talking.

"Hello class. I am Mr. Martin and I will be your core teacher for this year. We are going to be going through a lot of material. You may be worried about the seating arrangements, but I assure you that they are temporary. Next week we'll move the desks around into groups and start our first book." He droned on and on before finally passing out the syllabus for our parents to sign.

The bell rang after a long talk about what is expected of us and the rules for the year. I grabbed my bag and followed everyone else to break, but I was a little apprehensive about where I would go. I started to head toward the library when Renee caught up with me and looped her arm through mine, redirecting me.

"Where do you think you're going, missy? I have to introduce you to your future friends!" she exclaimed with a bright smile. She led me to a group of girls.

There were five girls. Two were tall and blonde, one with brown eyes and one with green eyes, another girl was extremely short with straight, shoulder-length hair and dark brown eyes, and the other two were average height, one with black wild curly hair and dark green eyes, the other with straight auburn hair and bright green eyes. I was introduced to them each in turn.

The first blonde with the brown eyes and natural brown lowlights was Cynthia Flores. Cynthia was really nice, but quiet and didn't pry into my life, as if trying to comfort my stress of a whole new school with brand new people. She seemed very in-tune with people and it was impossible not to like her.

The next blonde was Anna Fisher. Anna was gorgeous with a look and air about her that would make any model jealous. She seemed distant at first as if she was uncomfortable with the newcomer, but soon we were talking just fine. She was very outspoken and brutally honest. I could tell that she was the most outgoing of the group.

The short girl was next. She seemed very nice and welcoming. Her name was Mary Gray. She had her whole life planned out, even who she wanted to marry. Apparently, she was in love with William Brandon, whoever he was, and he was in love with her as well. He just didn't know it yet.

The next girl with the curly black hair and dark green eyes was small and fragile looking. She appeared so breakable and thin, if she was bumped too hard, she would shatter. Evelyn Cole (that was her name), however, was the funniest person I had ever met and I had known a lot of funny people back home.

The last girl, Elizabeth Brooks, was a very mysterious character. She was quiet and intense and she intimidated me at first with her piercing gaze. I learned that she was very stubborn and would fight hard to get her way if she thought she was right. The other girls all learned not to argue with her because she always won. Her straight auburn hair was beautiful and flowed like a waterfall to her lower back.

All of the girls were nice and invited me to a sleepover on Friday at Renee's house. I was glad that I was starting to fit in.