Ella looked up at what was supposed to be Forks High. It was unassuming, and unremarkable. Perfect for a town like Forks. The weather was rainy, bleak, the sky almost constantly gray. The weather would be a downside for a regular person, but for a vampire it was the perfect environment. Realizing she had been standing, staring at the school, she headed towards the main building. She walked into the office, and stepped to the desk. The woman behind the desk looked up, smiling when she noticed her.
"Hello dear, what can I help you with?" she said. Ella noticed the woman looking her over. She knew she probably looked different from most kids at this school, what with her tan olive skin, her luminous green eyes, and her dark brown, almost black wavy hair that hung down to the small of her back. She could have gone with a look that would allow her to fit in better, but she liked this look. Her gift came in handy sometimes. Her clothes probably didn't help her fitting in though. She wore dark wash jeans, knee-high black boots, a loose flowing violet top, and a leather jacket. She had a black book bag slung over her shoulder holding all the supplies she'd need. Under her shirt she had her locket. It was the one thing connecting her to her mother, besides a few old pictures and newspaper articles.
"Hi, I'm new. My name is-"Ella was able to get that much out before being interrupted.
"Oh, you must be Donatella Poletti. Nice to meet you, dear. I'm Ms. Cope, the secretary here at Forks High, give me a second I have your student package right here." Said the woman as she bustled about shuffling papers. "Somewhere." She added muttering under her breath. Ella rolled her eyes, wondering how a secretary could be so disorganized, especially when she was the only new student to the school. She begrudgingly waited as the woman took what felt like forever rooting around her desk. Finally, with a triumphant noise she straightened up, bringing a package over to Ella. On the top of the pile was her schedule. Starting with first period she had English, history, trigonometry, gym, lunch, a double block of biology, and lastly Spanish. She could already speak a number of languages fluently, but Spanish was one of her favourites. She loved the way it sounded. Especially the way you roll the r's. She also enjoyed history. Learning about the past, studying the mistakes made, and you could get into the best debates, so long as there was someone else in the class with a passion for history. Or at least someone who paid attention. So long as there was someone moderately intelligent, she would be happy. The double period of biology was iffy to her. Ella enjoyed biology as much as the next person, but a double period was a lot. Hopefully the teacher would be interesting and not just a bore. She looked at the rest of the sheets in her package. Next in the pile was a map of the school with different rooms highlighted.
"That's a map of the school, and I went through and highlighted all your classrooms for you. Then you'll find a slip, and I need you to get your teachers to sign off in each of you classes today, then return that slip to me at the end of the day, okay dearie? "Said Ms. Cope. And although the way Ms. Cope kept calling her dear or dearie was annoying her, Ella was grateful that she had taken the time to do that for her.
"Thanks Ms. Cope." Ella replied, a grateful smile on her face.
"It's no problem dear, now you better get going. Your locker number and combination are on one of the sheets, you should have time to go there before your first class." Ms. Cope told her, while gesturing for her to get going. Ella turned and was halfway out the door when Ms. Cope called out after her: "Good luck, dear!" With a final wave over her shoulder, Ella let the door close after her, glad to be out of there. Not that she disliked Ms. Cope, but it was rather stuffy in that room. Ella set off down the hall, rifling through her sheets to find her locker information. On the back of her schedule it said her locker number was 356, told her the combination, and also had a little note. Your locker is the blue highlight on the map. Welcome to our school dear! Ella took out the map, a small smile on her face. Ms. Cope was quite a character. She located her locker on the map, and quickly noticed it was right by the back doors. It would be fairly easy for her to get in and out unnoticed using the back doors. And also easy if she had an emergency and had to get out fast. Ella put half her books in the locker, keeping the rest in her bag. As she closed up her locker, she checked her map, looking for the English room, and finding one of the highlighted rooms with a number one beside it. Hoping that meant it was her first class, Ella headed in that direction. It wasn't long before a tall, blond boy came loping over with a huge smile on his face.
"Hi, I'm Mike Newton, and you must be Donatella Poletti. I saw you walking and thought I'd introduce myself. Oh hey is that your schedule? Cool let me see. Hmm, we have biology together but that's it. Well and lunch but I mean that doesn't really count." The boy, Mike, said almost all in one breath. Luckily Ella has no trouble keeping up with fast paces. He paused and looked at her expectantly. She realized he was waiting for some type of reply from her.
"Well I'd introduce myself but it seems you already know my name. I'm guessing I'll be getting that a lot. Anyway please just call me Ella. And, actually, I could use your help. Can you tell me if this room is Mr. Mason's room?" Ella asked pointing at the room she suspected was her English class. Mike leaned over, closer than he needed to be, looking where she was pointing. He made a noise in the affirmation, and so Ella thanked him and walked off toward her next class. She had her back turned, but she heard someone laughing so she assumed Mike's face must be funny. She wasn't trying to be rude, but she didn't want to be late, and didn't have the inclination to make small talk with a teenage boy who was only interested in the new toy. She looked over to see who laughed, and noticed it was one of the vampires. It was one of the guys, and he had bronze hair styled to perfection. He also had the pale skin vampires had, or well most of them, and the golden eyes of a vegetarian vampire. Seeing those eyes brought a longing and feeling of homesickness. There weren't many veggie vamps out there, and she hadn't seen any since- she stopped herself there. She had plenty of time to reminisce, but now she had a class to get to. She headed off once more toward her first class. She noticed the halls thinning out, and realized class must be starting soon. She could see her classroom, and put on an extra burst of speed. She paused outside the door, taking a deep, unnecessary breath, then pulled open the door, entering the room as the bell rang.