Disclaimer: I do not own anything Stephanie Meyer owns Twilight and all its characters.

This is the first fan fiction I have posted online so I'm really rather nervous, but whatever happens it doesn't really matter because I enjoyed writing it and I spose that's all that matters.

BPOV

"Bella! Alice and Rosalie are here." Charlie's voice came floating up the stairs.

"Coming" I yelled as I grabbed my bag off my bed and rushed down the stairs and into the kitchen. "Bye Dad. Love you." I said as I kissed him on the cheek and rushed towards the front door.

"Bye Bells, have a good day at school." He called from the kitchen.

"I will" I yelled as I opened the door...right onto my face.

"Mother—"

"Bella" My dad warned.

"Sorry, Dad, I was a little too close to the door" I winced as I blurted out my explanation for nearly dropping the F-bomb in front of my father.

"Why I am not surprised..." He mumbled as I shut the door and ran towards Alice's' Porsche, where my two best friends were howling with laughter due to my door to face move.

"Bella..." Alice squealed, her head resting on the steering wheel, while Rosalie slapped her leg and snorted.

"Real mature guys. Great friends you are." I rubbed my forehead where the door hit me, praying that it wouldn't bruise.

"Sorry Bella" Rosalie said between her laughter, "You shoulda seen your face though..."

"Yeah" Alice continued, "You looked so, so dumbfounded...like Lauren does when someone asks her a question that doesn't pertain to celebrities, herself or sex."

"Shut up and drive" I said which just made them laugh harder. I met Alice and Rosalie on my first day of school, when Alice came up to me and told me she likes eating cheese and Rosalie just said Alice was being stupid. Twelve years later not much has changed, aside from appearances. Alice has short, brown hair which she usually spikes to give it more 'jazz'. She is short, thin and has delicate, porcelain features and brown eyes, all of which remind me of a pixie...an eccentric, shopping addicted pixie.

Rose on the other hand is tall, curvy and could be an actress. She has long, blonde hair and the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen. She is an expert on cars, something which Alice and I constantly tease her about, but damn, she is as crazy as Alice was about shopping. Then there's me. Plain Bella Swan, with plain brown hair and eyes, average height, average weight. It wasn't that I thought I was ugly, just that whenever I looked in the mirror I didn't see anything that would turn heads. I didn't have anything special really, well besides my clumsiness, extreme hate for shopping and my love of all things literature.

"Good old Forks High" Alice sighed as we pulled into the parking lot. "Didn't you just miss it?"

Rose snorted and I laughed.

"Yeah, I missed it, like a fat kid on a diet misses pizza"

"Bella Swan" Rose gasped in mock horror "How rude. Comments like that are exactly why people have eating disorders"

"Shut up Rose!" I nudged her with my elbow as we got out of the car.

"Guys aren't you excited about this year? I mean come on it's our last year which means prom, graduation and after party!" Alice asked, bouncing up and down as we walked towards the seats we usually sat at before school. Uggh Alice just like finding excuses to dress me up...something which rarely happened.

"No, it means exams, torture, graduation and more torture which all leads to my unfortunate death. I was so young..." I sniffled as Rose laughed and Alice rolled her eyes. "Rose, promise me one thing" I turned and pretended to cry.

"Anything Bella" Rose said a hint of a smile on her lips.

"Don't let Alice dress me when I'm dead, I'd really like to rest in peace" Rosalie burst out laughing and Alice whacked me with her bag.

"Jeez Bella it's not my fault you are such a whiney baby that you won't let your best friend have some pleasure in making you look hot."

"What's wrong with the way I look?" I asked motioning with my hand as we sat down.

"Bella you're wearing a plain blue t-shirt, jeans, converse and..." she lowered her voice to a whispered "no makeup" I rolled my eyes, she acted like this was the worst crime in the world.

"No makeup! I must be mentally disabled! Surely they would have some law against not wearing makeup by now." I mocked her.

"Just you wait Swan" she pointed at me, "One day you'll be begging me to help you to impress a guy and then we'll see who's laughing."

"Gee, Alice no need to sound so threatening" Rose joked and I laughed. Me? Impress a guy. There was absolutely no one I could think of who I would want to impress. The teenage boys of Forks were not exactly the brightest or most...physically stimulating boys in the bar, and apart from the fleeting crush on Mike Newton, I wasn't interested in anyone...well except for him. I inwardly sighed just thinking about him, he was just too gorgeous, too perfect. Edward Cullen was the hottest boy in Forks, in my opinion, though Rosalie preferred Emmett McCarty and Alice, Jasper Whitlock, his two best friends.

Edward was tall, lean but muscular, with piercing, green eyes, auburn/ brown hair that was impossible to tame and the most beautiful crooked smile I've ever seen. Speak, or think, of the devil, here he comes, flanked by his two mates, who were also totally hot. Emmet had brown, curly hair, blue eyes and was the biggest most muscular boy I had ever seen.

Jasper was a little shorter than Emmett but was still very muscular from the looks of things and he had honey blonde hair and blue eyes. The three of them were our star athletes, Emmet at all things strength, Jasper in the water and Edward in speed. I'm pretty sure they were every girl's wet dream, they, or one in particular, were most certainly mine.

I watched as they walked towards the building we were sitting outside, Emmett and Jasper laughing about a joke, and Edward looking smug as he surveyed the playground. As he got closer to us his eyes slid to mine and for a few seconds we held eye contact, until I broke it and looked to the ground. It was futile, being interested in him because there was no possibility of being with him at all.

Edward Cullen was at the top of the food chain, Mr. Popularity and he only went for the popular girls. Alice, Rose and I weren't bottom rung but we weren't the top... and we had no desire to be. Also it didn't help that Edward Cullen is an egotistical wanktard, who has absolutely no respect for women and believes that he is God's gift to women, if not God himself. The sluts may not care how he treats them, if they even recognise how he treats them, but I do.

I used to wish he would notice me but now I really don't want him to. Up until last year he paid no attention to me when he began to insult me asking me if I was always such a bitch, calling me a nerd, then when I didn't respond, say I'm stupid, which was an oxymoron, but I had yet to point that out to him.

The bell rang, signalling the start of the day...unfortunately.

"C'mon Bella" Alice laughed, "wouldn't want to be late to homeroom, now would we?"

"No" I replied sarcastically, "My favourite lesson of the day" Rosalie and Alice laughed at my disdain. My homeroom teacher Mr Volturi, was very excitable and a little strange, not the best thing to have this early in the morning, especially if you don't like opera music full blast, or creepy teachers with black hair asking if you wanted to join his reading group. Plus I think he's gay...

Well there you are...I guess. I would really like reviews feel free to tell me if you think this was the biggest piece of crap and there is no point in you reading more chapters or if you think it was remotely respectable. Thanks.

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