Disclaimer: I don't own thjs because if I did Edward would be mine! ;( But he isn't.

AN: this is my first twalight fic please be kind im a massive fan of the movie and LOVEEEE Robert patterson he is so amazing and is such a hottie

CHAPTER 1

In the sleepy town of Forks there was a new arrival, her name was Mary, a plain pale and interesting creature that had a terrible past. As she shivered her way across the road and into Forks high school, the bell rang intently from inside the building. She looked behind her as a Volvo whizzed past and shivered once again.

Another icy gust of wind breathed down her neck, giving her the strangest feeling that someone was watching her, and she pulled her untidy trench coat tighter around her as it hung off one shoulder revealing the a-line cut of her top which hid her boyish figure. She never expected it to be this cold in Forks - she moved from Pontypridd after the accident.

Trembling under the weight of her memories, she pushed her way up the stone steps and into the noisome establishment for education – somehow the warmth didn't seem to alleviate the feeling.

As she walked down the fluorescent lit hallway she bumped into a cold shoulder and a blank stare, as the new kid she was expecting this but so quickly. She knelt down to pick up the new homework diary and clean empty folder off the floor. She saw a reflection of whoever had knocked her over on the sterile surface, all the while refusing to meet her own gaze in the shining, polished saxony. He knelt down, hurriedly picked up her books, handed them to her, and rushed away.

He had only glanced at her for a second, but her heart seemed to be trying to jump out of her chest. His skin was as pale as the finest china, his face as chiselled as a quarry. His eyes glowed iridescent.

Gasping for breath, she picked up her books and moved on, into her classes.

After a lonely day at school, Mary stepped out into the street.

Everyone else at her school seemed slow, dull – so her new life seemed slow and dull too. Mary didn't see why they had to study route inspection algorithms again – she had studied that so many times.

She was so wrapped up in her thoughts that she didn't see the fire-truck as she stepped out into the road…