Edward and Bella lives reversed
Edwards POV
My mother and I had just moved to a rainy place called Forks, Washington and I could not be less enthusiastic about the move. I was tolerant because of my father's recent death, my mother's need to be in a place that would not be a constant reminder of their life together, I had grown up in Jacksonville, Florida, one of the warmest sunniest places in the US, Forks was statistically the rainiest place in in the US.
It was my first day at Forks high school, and it was raining, I didn't think of the rain as an omen for my first day, just as an inevitable truth to life in Forks. I went outside to my "new" car that my mom found cheap, it was a used, once silver, Volvo, not in the best of shape but it could be worse. I left the house early so that I could get my schedule and study the map so I wouldn't look like an idiot walking in late to all my classes. I was not the typical Arizona boy, I had bronze hair, (my mother's), pale skin which was where I went wrong in the Floridian sterotype, and green eyes.
I pulled up to the building that said Front Office above the door and walked in. There was a woman with wild red hair at the front desk. "Hello ma'am my name is Edward Masen, I am new."
"How exciting! She exclaimed, "The whole school has been a buzz about our new student. Especially the girls." she winked and I blushed. I was well mannered but no Casanova. I was very timid around girls at this point in my life. she handed me my schedule and said "Have a nice first day!"
I exited the office and drove my car around to the student parking lot. I was glad that the shabbiness of my car was not a standout, in fact the nicest car was a classic red truck, it was as old as the others, but it had a glossy red paint job and dark tinted windows, parked a few cars away from mine. I pulled out my schedule and looked at it, my first class was gym, I hated gym with a passion, It wasn't that I had any physical ailments, but the idea of touching other people, especially sweaty people, held no appeal for me. I walked to the large building marked gym and walked in, thankfully I didn't have to do anything since it was my first day. I had a day to prepare myself before they unleashed the sweaty teenagers on me. I received alot of curious stares, but none that seemed angry or mean which was a good sign, when the bell rang I stood up and stared to leave, when I heard "Hey new guy!" I turned to see a boy with spiky blonde hair running up to me he called himself Mike. I immediately had a feeling that he was going to be overly-helpful so he could look cool talking to the new kid.
"What class do you have next?" asked Mike.
"English in building 3." I told him.
"I have Algebra in building 6, I can show you the way if you want."
"Okay, if you want to."
As Mike and I walked he asked me how I liked Forks and I lied, not wanting to offend him. English was my favorite subject because reading was more of an alone thing, and to be honest I didn't do groups. The rest of the morning passed in a blur of curious stares and small talk. When lunch time came around I walked to the cafeteria with the boy called Mike. That was when I first saw her.