"Bella, it's time for school. Wake up. "Someone by my side whispered. Charlie.

I squeezed my eyes tighter, but for all I knew, it was too late. Far too late.

"That's not going to work, sleepyhead. Get up."

I groaned to myself.

Another day at school. Or rather hell. I hate school, though I am getting good grades. A geek.

School has always been a burden for me. I was bullied, tortured and I am an outcast. They hated me. Especially Tanya Denali, the evil core of the anti- Bella agenda. I hate her too, so it's even. But I have a reason for my hatred towards her, she has none against me. I think.

For all I knew, she has everything. She's pretty, the head cheerleader, member of the student council and she is dating the school's golden boy. Or was. I don't know. I mean, for like every week, they would break up then make up. Whatever. Mysteries of the human life.

She has always hated me since the eighth grade with a reason that I never knew. Just one day, she passed by me and took one glaring glance at me then poof, the next day, she hates me. And that is when school began to feel like hell. One day, Tanya told the whole school during lunch that I killed my mom and ate her internal organs. Ewww. I am not a cannibal. And besides, how could I kill my mom when she lives across the country from me? Stupid, blonde bimbo.

"Bella, if you're not coming down in 10 seconds, I will drag you. I swear that I will drag you." Charlie threatened me.

"I'm coming. No need for threats."

"You'd better come here."

I sighed as I made my way down stairs. I'm minutes away from hell. I tried to move slower, but I came into Charlie's view.

"Why sigh at such a beautiful morning?" Charlie asked, smirking.

Beautiful morning? Yeah, beautiful. When you don't have to go to hell.

"C'mon, Bells. School is great."

"Are you mocking me?" I asked Charlie, raising my eyebrows.

"No," Charlie chuckled under his breath.

"Shut up, old man." I muttered to myself.

I got myself a bar of granola while Charlie fried eggs and bacons. I stared at the bar in my hands, thinking of a way to avoid hell.

"Bella, whatever you're thinking's not going to work." Charlie said, obviously noticing my silent reverie.

I groaned and decided to eat the granola. My throat was dry, achingly dry. I immediately chugged the glass of milk in front of me to drown down the granola. Charlie chuckled but stopped when I threw him the evil glare.

After I was done eating, I was left with nothing to do. So instead of planning my way out of school, I just stared at Charlie while he was eating.

Every time I would look at Charlie, I can't see the young man who ran away with Renee when they were freshly out of high school. The one who had a shotgun marriage and produced me a year later. The man who was left behind by his first love and their daughter just after two months of giving birth to the child. But now, I can. I can see the man who made mistakes in his earlier years. The man who had never regretted the decisions he made. The man, who is my father.

"Bells stop moping and let's go." Charlie said, breaking me out of my reverie.

"Okay," I mumbled.

I walked, or rather stumbled to the driveway to get in the cruiser. As I shut the door of Charlie's car, I suddenly missed my truck.

My truck was a birthday gift for my 16th birthday. Sure, it was old, but I love it. It has personality. It's faded red color was magic. It matched my pale skin, if ever car colors can match the skin of the one who drives it. I could still remember the day it wheezed its last wheeze.

It was a rainy Friday afternoon; I came out from my last class. I was happily making my way to my truck when I saw Tanya Denali and her evil posse. And they were near my truck. My brows immediately mashed together at the sight of them. And they were laughing about something. When Tanya saw me, she said something probably evil to her posse and they all looked at my direction. I was there standing, all wet and drenched from the rain, giving them a curious look.

"Swan's here," Tanya said in her sugar- coated fake voice. Who knew someone could fake even their voice?

"Do you think she'll notice?" Kate asked, turning to Tanya for confirmation.

"Shut up, bitch!" Tanya and Irina said in unison.

"Cool down, I was curious." Kate defended.

"You're such a bitch." Irina told Kate.

"Whatever," Kate spat.

"Shit! Shut the hell up, bitches!" Tanya exclaimed.

The three stupid blonde bimbos looked at each other before making their way towards me. I shivered a little at their evil glares, before setting my eyes directly on Tanya.

"Hey, Swan." Tanya said with a mocking look.

"Denali." I said through my teeth.

"Swan, you might want to check your truck before driving." Kate chuckled behind Tanya.

"Bitch!" Irina said, slapping Kate's arm with much force.

"Owww!" Kate whimpered.

"Just shut up and fuck yourself." Tanya said.

"I was just thinking if her truck would even start…" Kate trailed off.

Oh no. Not. My. Truck.

Upon hearing what Kate said, I ran to my truck, stumbling and all.

I quickly went inside and stuck my key in the ignition.

I turned the key once. Twice. Thrice.

It gave me nothing except for that seemingly last wheeze.

I turned to my right to see the blonde bimbos walking away and laughing.

Darn. My truck won't work. And for all honestly, it will never work again. Even if I know the best mechanic in the world, it will never work again. Thanks to that cow, Tanya.

And I unbelievably walked 12 miles from school to our house. Damn. I was wet, my truck was broken and my things were drenched. Luckily I didn't get a fever. Just a heavy cold with coughing.

And from that day on, what I felt for Tanya was full hatred.

Charlie suddenly stopped the cruiser, and when I looked out, I was at school. And in front and center, was the evil core of Forks High. Tanya Denali. And surprise, surprise, with her is the school's golden boy, Edward Cullen.

Edward Cullen has always been the school's It boy. A straight A's student, the leader of the school's football team, the student's body president. And he's dating the most perfect girl in school, who has herpes. Well, from my perspective she has herpes. Plus he really has the good looks. Calling him beautiful would definitely be an understatement. His hair has this shade of red that makes him look like he won third place in the Olympics. His nose was perfectly angled, his full lips all red, his jaw perfectly sculpted. And don't get me started with his eyes. The magical sparkling green orbs he gets to call his eyes. They were magic. Once you stared at them, you could easily get lost with no intentions of ever going back from wherever you came from.

Ewww, Bella. Stop fantasizing about Edward Cullen. He's with Tanya, which means he may also have herpes. And you don't want that. As if you do…

"Bye, Dad." I said as I got out of his cruiser.

"See you later, Bells."

"Yeah,"

I put my hood on as I walked across the crowded area called as the Forks parking lot. Many students were there, talking and a whole lot making out. And another surprise, Tanya and Edward wasn't one of those who were making out. They looked like they were arguing; Edward had his perfect brows mashed together as he looked down at Tanya. Tanya's face was angled upwards towards Edward. Her face crumpled.

As I walked past them in a safe distance, Tanya didn't even comment on my clothes or even glare at me. Wow, that was new.

I quietly made my way to my first class even before the bell rang. I was the first one to come in my class, as always. I laid out my books because as usual, I had the table all to my self. No one would ever really bother to sit with me. Probably, they were afraid that I would eat their organs. Ewww. Just ewww. I laid my head against the table; it looks like classes won't start in a few more minutes. Mr. Jefferson must have been lost. Again.

As I was slowly drifting off to sleep, the chair beside me squeaked against the floor.

Oh no. Not again.

"Hello, Bella." Mike Newton greeted me.

Go to hell, my mind replied. But good thing I was in a better state of my mind.

"Hi, Mike." I smiled, with subtle sarcasm.

"So, I heard there was this very nice restaurant in Port Angeles…" Mike trailed off.

Why don't you go by yourself? My mind wondered.

"Would you like to go with me, Bella?" Mike pleaded with those blue puppy dog eyes.

Oh c'mon, as if you could lure me in. You wish you had those green orbs…

Stop, Bella! Now!

I squeezed my eyes shut and shook my head, as if I could clear my thoughts.

"Mike, "I breathed, "I'm sorry but, I really, really can't. We have something that I can't anyway; I'll be busy that weekend."

"Well, I guess we can try another weekend. Again…" Mike muttered as he looked at his hands on his lap.

"I'm sorry," I wasn't feeling really guilty. It was just the reflex response I would tell him.

"Okay then. I'll see you around."

"Yeah, bye."

Before I could even lay my head on the table, students started to come in.

Great, just great.

I groaned to myself as I gathered my stuff to put it in a pile by the corner of my table. I really love the fact that I get to have my own table. Well, thanks to my classmates, I had my own table. Own. Table. All. By. Myself.

The room was full of buzzing students. Some were talking about some program the school will have in a few more weeks. And I don't care what the hell that program that was. Well, maybe I was the only student in Forks who doesn't care. Whatever.

As Mr. Jefferson babbled on about something related to literature and idiocy, I droned on. Not droned on, droned on. But I filtered his voice and the snickering behind me.

I looked at my exposed arm, it was very pale. Pale to the extreme. But if you could just have some light, it actually is translucent. It's like you could almost see the blood run in my veins. The mess that I call my hair was, well my hair. It hung wavy just below my shoulders, reaching the middle of my back. And since I was seated by the window and by all luck, it was sunny. Not that sunny, but you could see the sun almost breaking out of the clouds. My hair has this crazy streaks of red if ever you would watch it mingle with sunlight.

I sighed quietly as the teacher talk about nonsense.

I was about to fall asleep when the bell rang. Thank goodness. I was about to combust.

It was saved by the bell.

How cliché, I laughed to myself.

I saw some students look at me with weird expressions on their faces.

What? They've never seen someone laugh?

Well, they had. But someone who laughs all by herself, that is one of a kind. And that is me. Well, who cares? Like I do, but I won't and I will never care.

Morning classes were slow. Awfully slow. It's like every tick of the clock was one century. I was surprised to find myself still intact after the last morning class.

By lunch, I passed by Tanya's table, or as I prefer to call it, the Evil Table. And surprisingly, the evil herself and Mr. Perfect's not there.

Huh, probably talking or something in the private. Ewww.

I went to my table, which I share with Angela Weber, her boyfriend Ben Cheney, Jessica Stanley (I'm surprised too) and Mike Newton.

As I sat, I heard Jessica muttered something like, "go away, freak."

I was about to shoot something back but my better judgment ruled my head.

Don't Bella, this is the only table available.

Shut up! Stand up for yourself!

Don't.

Oh c'mon, you going to let your life be ruined by Stanley bimbo?

Yes,

No!

Bella…

"What's your problem, Stanley?" I shot back at her.

Obviously my less mature mind ruled me this time.

Oh no, Bella. You'll be kicked out of the school for killing Jessica. That is all you.

Shut up! That's right, girl. Fight!

"You! You're my problem, freak." Jessica threw at me.

I looked at our table. Their faces were frozen with shock. Well, what I'm going to say let their faces be stoned with shock.

"Jessica," I said her name with much venom left in my mouth, " I have always hated you. I have reason, but I don't think you have for yourself for hating me. I don't know what's wrong with you. But I'm done here." I told her all too shocked face.

She narrowed her eyes, and then looked at me from head to toe, and then back up.

"Now I can see why Tanya's saying all those stuff." She smirked at me.

"What did Tanya say?" I asked in a loud voice.

"She said that you are freak, well that is actually true. You got nothing on her, true. You have nothing for yourself, true. You are weird, true. You can't have someone love you, so true. And to top it all, you are a truly freaky freak." Jessica finished me off.

I heard the whole school snickering behind me. I am so tired of this.

I stormed out of the cafeteria, looking for that stupid bimbo.

That Tanya is so going to pay for this.

I was walking across the campus, my fist tightly clenched by my side. Rain drops drenching my hair and my clothes.

Tanya you are a fat cow.

I hate you.

I was almost by the building when I heard loud voices. I stopped walking, I tried to listen intently.

"We are so done,"

"Why? Is there someone else?"

"What? No!"

"Oh c'mon, then why'd you break up with me?"

"Because I'm tired of you. You never let me feel how you really love me."

"I did, but that is all I can. You know that, Tanya."

Tanya? My brows mashed together, I walked closer to hear their argument.

"Edward, I'm so done with you."

"Don't, Tanya. Please."

"No. and that's final. Goodbye, Edward."

I heard heels clicking with asphalt. I slid behind a tree, trying to hide my slender body.

Then I heard muffled sounds. I went to where it came from, not caring anymore.

"Go away," Edward Cullen told me.

I was about to turn around when he raised his head. Tears were running down his face. I was far too shocked.

"Are you okay?" I asked out of concern.

"Do I look okay?" He said coldly.

"I was just curious." I shot back, turning on my heel.

"Wait! Isabella, right?" Edward Cullen asked.

I was shocked that he knew my name. I looked over my shoulder to see him reaching out, his hand stopped mid air. I looked into his eyes and I was absolutely lost. All my hesitations, anger, and fears were gone. All gone.

"What?" I stuttered, I quickly shook my head as to clear my thoughts.

"You heard us." Edward said.

"Yeah, but just the last part." I muttered. Now, I was shy about getting caught eavesdropping.

"Isabella, I ask you to please don't tell anyone about what you heard." Edward's eyes were pleading.

"Why would I even do that?" I asked stupidly.

"I don't know. I know that you hate us, so I think that might be a reason." Edward explained.

"I'm not that bad." I mumbled, looking down.

I'm not like Tanya.

Well, maybe I can.

"Thank you" Edward muttered.

"You're welcome." I replied.

Edward reached out his hand and prompting me to do the same.

I raised my hand slowly, watching it rise form my side.

When the tips of my fingers touched his, there was this tingling sensation. I froze, trying to locate where that came from.

Edward grabbed my hand and shook it, then let go.

My hand was still tingling.

"See you around." Edward grinned at me.

"Yeah," I mumbled.

Edward walked past me with a small smile.

"Hey, Edward?"

"Yeah?"

"It's Bella," I said with a smile.

"Bella," He smiled at me, "I'm Edward,"

"Hi, Edward."

"Hello, Bella."

"Nice meeting you."

"Yeah, me too. I have to go." Edward said, looking at the cafeteria's direction.

"Okay,"

With that, Edward Cullen left without looking back at me. I sighed and stared at the ground for a while.

What can I do to Tanya that will make her regret everything she said about me?

Obviously, talking to her would do no good.

What if… What if I try to get her most prized possession?

But what is that?

Well, it should better not be an object or something. Or that would just tell me that she is shallow. Hell, she is shallow. What can I expect?

I returned to the main building lightheaded. Edward freaking Cullen just talked to me. and he shook my hand! Every girl's dream in this school happened to me. Well, if it was some other girl, she would have never washed the hand that touched Edward's, but I'm not like those cows.

I was so out of my body that I didn't realize the bell ringing. When I came to my senses, I was running to my next class. Biology.

Oh, oh! The voice in my head screamed.

Apparently, it is my only class with Edward Cullen in it. Edward. Cullen. Squeal! But I don't squeal.

I'm not a girl, well; technically, I am just trapped in a girl's body with a twisted mind.

I kept running until I reached the door to my next class.

Damn! That balding old man isn't even there yet. So much waste of all my energy and I have crappy gym next.

As usual, as I walk to my place, I kept my head down.

Bella Swan Rule Number One: Always keep your head down; tucked in your hoodie (optional)

I quietly made my way to my table, strictly following my number one rule. Normally, I would stumble on my own foot, blush like a tomato and continue walking. Well, that was a routine I strictly follow.

Bella Swan Rule Number Two: Stumble, blush and walk.

After following my routine, students near the aisle would snicker. But today was different, no snickering. Actually, no one was seated yet. I looked around and they were all compressed at the side of the room, all were glaring and looking at me in a weird way. Well, not all of them were doing the same thing; it depends on the gender of the onlooker.

Angela, who was probably the only good person in this room, looked at me with concern. When she caught my eyes, she pointed to the board.

Rearrangement of seats and lab partners today. I will be the one who will arrange. Wait for me before you sit down. No one can go near a table. Love lots, Mr. B.

Oh, so that is why everyone is looking at me strangely. I quickly walked, or rather stumbled over to where they were all compressed.

"I didn't see that one," I whispered to Angela Weber.

"Well, it was a surprise. I thought he would do such at the end of the semester."

"Well, he is weird."

After a few more minutes, Mr. Banner finally came in. he had this stupid smile plastered on his freaking face. What. Is. He. Thinking?

"Class, as I call your name, please come here and sit at the table I would assign you in."

The class groaned in unison.

"I know, we all hate each other."

"No Mr. B, we hate you." A moron said from the back.

"Shut up, Tyler."

Many students chuckled at Tyler before Mr. Banner cleared his throat.

"Okay, just do what I told you to, got it?" Mr. Banner continued.

Everyone on inside the room nodded.

"Weber and Crowley?"

"Owww, man!" Tyler muttered. Angela just sighed.

"Tyler, shut up. You think Weber likes you? C'mon!" Mr. Banner said under his breath.

"Newton and S-"Oh. My. Gosh. I shall die at this very moment in this very room. I will not sit with that Mike Newton. Sure, he talks to me, especially when I would wear a shirt that would show a little cleavage. Way to go, Newton.

Mr. Banner was interrupted by the door opening and letting a mop of bronze hair in. Edward Cullen.

"Cullen, you're late." Mr. Banner said.

"I know," a velvet-y voice answered back.

"Okay, as I was saying, Newton and Spencer."

My breath skipped when he did not say Swan. Hell, for all I knew I would be sitting with Newton gawking at my chest for a whole new semester.

"I thought it was Swan," Mike mumbled.

"Shut it," Kate whispered, glaring at Mr. Banner.

The seats in the front were filled up, so does the second, third and fourth. Still, I was standing. So does the mop of bronze hair.

"Cullen," Mr. Banner called out. Edward Cullen went to the sit Mr. Banner pointed.

"Next, Swan"

Oh. My. Gosh. I will sit next to Edward freaking Cullen for the whole semester. Gosh.

I must have been staring in the air because Mr. Banner called my surname thrice before I finally realized that I was the only one with Swan as a surname.

"Sorry," I mumbled while looking at Mr. Banner.

"Its okay, every girl will get a shock if they'll sit with the Edward Cullen." Mr. Banner told me, making me blush like a tomato.

I quietly walked to our table with my head down. Sure, I now have someone to share my table with but that doesn't mean that I should forget my rules.

I squeaked in my chair and let my hair be a curtain between me and Edward Cullen. For all I knew, I was someone he had chosen to avoid for I was a freak.

"Hey, Bella." A velvet voice said.

I froze in my seat, gathering up all the courage I had before I would look at him.

"Edward." I said with a tight smile.

God, the scent coming off of him is hypnotizing. How could Tanya the fat cow let this great guy off of her claws? I know he deserves someone far off better than Tanya but still, how could she let him go? If I were her, I wouldn't even let him out of my sight.

Edward cleared his throat, so I must have been gawking at him.

"Pardon?" I asked in a small voice.

He seemed to find me weird but he decided that it is better to speak,

"I said can I talk to you before you go home or wherever?" he said in a somewhat irritated voice.

"Sure," I stuttered.

"Cool." Was his reply.

We spent the entire class in silence with him occasionally glancing at my direction.

When the bell finally rang, Edward was out of his seat in a second. When he was by the door, he turned around and looked at me, shooting a crooked smile. My heart had just melted.

"Later, Bella." Edward told me.

People by the door looked at me in a flash, like I had two heads.

I sighed and gathered my things, preparing for Gym. Suddenly, I couldn't wait for school to be over.