I do not own characters. The only thing I used was imagination and even then, there are other stories with a geek Edward :P

Chapter 1

Boy oh boy. Don't you love coming to a new school? Isn't it fun? New boys, new friends, potential popularity boost!

Ha, that does sound like a perfect opportunity … if I was like what the media displays nowadays. If you haven't guessed, I love sarcasm, but only secretly. If anyone got to know me, then I suppose they would know.

But let's be real here. I kind of like being alone. I share my own secrets and all! Heh, … I did NOT mean that in a creepy way. Point is; I was content with life. Sure it wasn't my bread and butter but I knew I had college ahead of me and my own life to start.

Okay, so I am just a little bit of a goodie, goodie. Not many sixteen year old girls would just move to the rainiest place ever and choose to live with their awkward dad.

Charlie… there are literally no words. Char-, I mean dad, is a quiet and good man. Chief police officer; helps the grannies and keeps kids safe. He is still insanely in love with my mom but I find it kind of sweet.

Mom is with her new husband, Phil. He's a nice guy but I thought they should have their time together … alone … and not with me.

So I am currently in my big clunky red truck in front of the school. Charlie was nice enough to give me Red to go to school in. Don't judge, you know you all want to name your cars!

Anyway, I fully admit to myself that I am nervous. This is how it is: I wasn't the most popular kid on the block. Okay, so I was "Little perfect teachers' pet". At least, that what they called me… along with their other insults.

I am sure you can see why I have a fear that my nerdy-ness will pass on to this institution, Forks High School.

"'The journey of a thousand miles always begins with the first step'" I murmured. I slightly smirked at my use of the quote. I have a thing for Disney movies. This one happened to be from Lion King 1½.

I slowly stepped out of my car looking down.

Coming in the middle of the semester was sure a great idea.

I had gotten my map of the school and my classes from Charlie. I am amazed at how prepared he is. It saddens me a little he was all prepped up to start acting like a dad, only 'cause I knew he never got the chance.

Meanwhile, I was walking through the school when I looked up around me. I witnessed my said "peers" sharing whispers. However, that wasn't new to me. What was new was that for once in my life, the creepy stares from the players were in my direction. I paid no attention to this. They were probably thinking how to make fun of the new, plain girl.

"Hey, I'm Jessica. Your Isabella right?" I looked to where I heard the voice and saw an average height girl with rough curly brown hair.

"Oh." There was a slight pause, "Hey. Umm … I prefer Bella." I said with not much strength in my voice.

"What did you say?"

"I prefer to be called Bella instead of Isabella." God, I could feel the heat in my cheeks. I hate saying my name to new people, especially when I have to repeat it. It's some odd thing that you always want to pretend it never happened only to find yourself over analyzing the awkward moment.

"Hey, so you're pretty white for someone who is from Arizona."

"Ha, yeah I know." Sigh, I also hate it when people point out how I am supposed to have a tan. Actually, I hate it when people point out flaws in general. Mostly, I hate how I care.

"Just grin and bear it, grin and bear it." Sigh, Ella Enchanted. Decent movie. Yo Ella, want to switch me lives for a bit?

"I know someone from Arizo-" BEEP! "Oh, that's the warning bell; maybe I will see you later! Bye!"

Wow did I just make a friend? With a preppy person? Oh, this will be … interasante.

She was actually pretty, and nice from the look of things. Maybe today won't be so bad after all.