Chapter One.

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I guess you could say that when I arrived at school on a simple Tuesday morning, I was surprised to see the school- yes the tiny one in Forks, was in and odd, extreme hype. As I entered, I saw Jessica standing next to the doors with Mike, fingers intertwined and when she saw me, her face brightened, not good. I wasn't given time to ask questions, she just began to speak at raped speed.

"Move over Isabella Swan," I frowned at her, curiously. I also reluctantly decided not to scold at her for the use of my full name. I guess she understood that I had no idea what she was talking about because she continued, "Hello Barkley Sanders!"

Move over Isabella Swan, Hello Barkley Sanders? What did that mean? Was there a new kid in school?! Maybe. Girl? Guy? Perhaps I wasn't even assuming the right scenario.

Mike had rolled his eyes, un-doing their fingers and wrapping a secure arm around her shoulders, "Don't worry, Bella, we woun't leave you just to befriend her," he said sternly.

I frowned again, still unsure on what was going on, "Who?" I asked cautiously, it was Barkley of course, but I still wanted confirmation, "Who's Barkley Anders?"

Jessica seemed extatic that I had asked that question, "It's Sanders," she corrected me quickly, before continuing to answer the question, "She's the new girl and she's got people talking."

"About what?" I asked a bit too quickly. Jessica and Mike both stared at me, probably wondering if I was jealous that somebody was taking my place and getting more attention than I ever did. That wasn't my feelings, I was actually quite content that somebody was going to be in the spotlight now, somebody other than me.

Jessica shrugged, "Haven't seen her, no idea," but she glanced around like Barkley would appear on command, "I haven't heard comments about her physically, but apparantly- she's trouble," she winked ato me like there was some hidden, personal joke, that I should no about.

Trouble like... Drugs? Selling Drugs? Or maybe, if Fork's wouldn't have a heart attack, selling her body! Oh god, I could only imagine parents figuring out that their child is sitting next to a prostitute in math. I could only imagine the lectures that i'd be getting from Charlie.

The bell ran. All of the chaos from this morning made me forget that Edward had made hunting plans with Carlisle and Esme. Lunch came quickly and as I sat at my usual lunch table- I saw Alice, frowning, I glanced over at her, The Cullens. I had agreed to spend less time publicly, even though most of Forks knew that I was dating Edward, it was for the very best.

But my frown sank even deeper when I saw her sit with the rest of the Cullens. All were there, Alice, Jasper, Rosalie, Emmett, all of them... all except Edward. I tried to distract myself but then I saw it.. or them. Alice was staring, jaw dropped, in a certain direction. For the first time in my life, I saw the Cullens all staring the same way.

My curiosity got the better of me and I found myself following their eyes. There stood a girl, she was blonde, she had pale, thought not as pale as the Cullens, skin. Her eyes were a misty green, but look as if they were going to change brown any second. This must be Barkley.

Barkley had a pair of black, thick, rimmed glasses on the edge of her nose. She was wearing very normal clothes and was nervously clutching her books. She was supposed to be trouble? But still, as my thoughts trailed back to the Cullens, I wondered why they were so gobsmacked. She wasn't anything out of the ordinary. I glanced back at their table, but to my surprise, they were gone. The only thing left was four full lunch trays.

I tried my hardest not to worry much about it. In biology, I found myself staring at the empty seat beside me, would he find her as shocking as his family did? I couldn't begin to think about Edward possibly falling for Barkley. Maybe he simply had a thing for new girls? I knew that wasn't true, but my heart ached abit anyways.

His family didn't act like that when they saw me.

Jealousy?

A bit.