"Class, this is Rosalie Hale. She's new here at Saint Aro's." I slowly looked up at the gazing girls. Some of them had amazed expressions and others looked plain bored. I smiled lightly at all of them, I don't mean to sound conceited but I was aware of my good looks and these girls seemed to admire it as well.

"Hello Rosalie." They all said in sync. I grew a little nervous and turned to Sister Annette. She picked up quickly and sent me to an empty seat next to a pretty brunette. She seemed nice so I stuck my hand out towards her, "Hi, what's your name?" What I didn't expect was her rejection. She rolled her eyes and slumped back in her seat.

Okay then…

I was sure Sister Annette saw because next thing that came out of her mouth was, "Bella, I would really love if you gave Rosalie a tour of the school and show her where her classes are at." So her name was Bella? Lovely, It fits her perfectly...

So called Bella quietly groaned before she reluctantly accepted. Class went on uneventfully except for the occasional times I caught some girls staring at me. I can't say it made me upset, I sometimes liked the attention; I took it as admiration.

When the bell rang to dismiss us to our second period, I quickly gathered my things and followed Bella out. She kept walking not once turning back to look at me. I wonder if she'll introduce me to her friends…

"Why are you following me?" she snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Uhmm? You were supposed to give me a tour of the school and show me my classes..?" Was she always this bitchy? God, pardon my language. Maybe she had short term memory loss.

"Look Rosalie, I understand you're new here and all but I don't see why you need me to show you around. You would fit in perfectly with the plastic dolls, they're over there." She said and pointed out a group of blondes at the end of the hallway; they looked hideously fake by the way. "I'm sure Jessica Stanley, the short one would absolutely love to show you around." Ouch, I think she just insulted me, no one insults me and gets away with it. Isn't this a freakin catholic school for God's sake? Why is this dull-looking girl judging me?

"Did you just call me fake?" I retorted back. She slightly flinched and opened her mouth to talk but I beat her to it. "Okay, I'm sorry I come off as a fake to you Bella but seriously, don't play God, don't sit there and judge me because I'm blonde or whatever. You don't know the hell I've been put through the past few months. You know nothing of me; I'm actually a pretty nice person so I honestly don't know what else I did to give you that impression of me." At this point I was at the verge of tears.

Bella just stood there awkwardly with her mouth open in shock.

"Oh Jeez Rosalie, I am oh so sorry I hurt your poor little feelings, really, how mean of me." She said with sarcasm dripping out of every word. "You're not the first and you're not the last to go through hardship so FUCK OFF." And with that, she turned around to walk off leaving me with a head full of confusion and hurt.

I quickly ran into the nearest bathroom to cry out my anger. How could she say that? I mean know that I'm not the only one going through dark times. But she couldn't just blow that on me, she didn't know what exactly I've been through and yet I wasn't such a…such a BITCH like her! I decided that I would be as deflective as her; I wasn't going to prove her right though. There was no way in hell that I was going to hang out with those blonde girls that wore too much makeup. I wasn't ever the one to fall into the typical blonde stereotype; my beauty is natural just like hers; only more noticed. I, Rosalie Hale, was going to be a loner. Friends aren't needed anyways, right?

I realized I was late to my second period and ran out of the bathroom only to remember that I didn't know my way around school. Ugh, why couldn't life give me a break? After ten minutes I finally found the damn room.

"Hi?" I shyly said as I walked in.

"Hello dear, are you Rosalie Hale?" the instructor asked.

Duh, who else would I be? I lamely thought but instead opted for saying, "Yes, sorry I'm late. I couldn't find my way around." The school is ridiculously large for a small town.

"Oh it's alright. Didn't Sister Annette instruct anyone to give you a tour?" Crap, I didn't want to lie and say no, it wouldn't be fair but I also didn't want to be a snitch if I told on Bella's rude behavior.

"Uhmm, yes ma'am, but I lost her in the crowd when the bell rang." I smiled sheepishly, hoping she couldn't see through my lie.

"Well I suppose that's not too bad." She said more to herself. What's that supposed to mean? Could she tell I was lying? Oh God, I'm going to hell aren't I? "Why don't you just take a seat anywhere you'd like?"

I quickly glanced at the room and noticed that there were only a few people including the one and only Bella and a few of the 'plastic' girls. I sauntered over to the seat furthest away from anyone, of course it was in the back of the room.

God, I hope the day gets better…

(A/N:So how was that? I know it's not captivating:l but there's a lot of more intense things to come. I was actually going to put in a fight scene with Rosalie and Bella but decided it would be too much:p I got the idea for this story from Lady Gaga3 weird, I know. Don't ask though(: Okay you can ask:3 haha. Anyways, don't forget to REVIEWW! I can't write the intense part of this story if I don't have motivation from you guys.(: I promise to have Chapter 2 up soon.

Oh and if you Read my other story FAST TIMES AT FORKS HIGH, then tell me what you think? I haven't written on it because I though nobody would like it:l I think I was right… well until next time, byee:* [DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW THIS] Toodless..