Im back guys! Well this is my new story that I'm working on, I don't know if I'm going to return to my old one though. Well please read and review because i need you guys opinion on my work :)

Authors Note- I do not own any of these characters Stephanie Meyer does

Senior year is supposed to be the best of your high school year's right? Well right now it isn't looking so fun.

My name is Bella Swan and I am 17 years old. I'm about 5'3 with long curly brown hair and brown eyes. I get along with almost everybody at school and pretty much anyone can get along with me. Don't get me wrong though, I'm not like those super popular superficial girls that everyone wants to get with. In fact I hate people like that. I'm more like the super friendly girl.

My best friend or former best friend name is Jacob. We've been best friends since we were in our mommies' tummies. We do everything and anything together, but this summer it all changed. Jake had joined the football team and it inflated his ego. He felt like he was too cool to hang out with me and ditched me for his football buddies and started hanging out with "those" type of people. Apparently I'm nothing since he's so cool now.

"Where's Jacob," Charlie's voice pulled me out of my inner monologue.

"I don't know," I mumbled turning my attention to my soggy cereal."

"Doesn't he drive you on the first day of school? You kids usually do everything together."

"Dad I don't know where he is. Can we just drop it?" I really didn't feel like arguing with my dad this early in the morning. I grabbed my book bag and headed out the door before he could say another word.

Five minutes later I pulled into my assigned parking spot right across the lot from Jake. I could see him leaning on his truck talking to all his new football buddies he ditched me for. For a second his gaze caught mine and he tried to wave at me. I quickly looked away in the other direction. Why would he want to talk to me now?

With a sigh I got out of my car and walked toward the doors of the school.

"Hey Bella!"
"Bellarama!"
"La La!"
"Hey!"

A chorus of greetings was yelled at me as I walked through the hallway. Finally I reached my first period class, Mr. Earlings English class. He already assigned us seats which shows this year is going to be awesome! Not.

I sat down in my seat and pulled out a fresh clean notebook and started doodling on the cover.

"Your seat is right next to Isabella. Isabella please raise your hand," Mr. Earlings said. I raised my hand and a guy I saw earlier with Jacob came and sat down next to me.

I turned my attention back to doodling on my notebook wasting time since we had a while till class started.

"Hey," I turned my attention to the boy who flashed me his dimples. I couldn't help but smile back and say a "Hey"

I took a second to examine him. He was tall from what I could see, he had dark eyes, spiky hair, and of course those adorable dimples. He also had a football jacket on which probably meant he was one of Jakes superficial friends. Oh joy.

"My names Embry and you must be Isabella," those dimples were still etched on his cheeks.

"Yeah I am but you can call me Bella."

"Bella huh? Well I give everyone nicknames so I might have a ridiculous one for you by the end of next week. Just letting you know," his laugh was contagious and I couldn't help but to join in.

From just a couple of seconds of talking to him I figured out that he wasn't as superficial as I thought he would be. Sure he stole my best friend but he didn't know. Plus he seems like a nice guy.

"Wooah that's pretty cool," I looked to my notebook where Embry was pointing at. On there was a drawing of La Push beach where I used to spend all of my time. I hadn't even realized I was drawing that. "Can I see it?"

"Thanks and yeah here." I handed him my notebook to look at

"This is amazing? Do you take art?" he was admiring the drawing.

"No, I'm not a very good artist, but I do like drawing."

"You're not a very good artist? Bella this is amazing! You should do art," those darn dimples made their way onto his face again.

"Thanks, that's really nice," I was shocked that he actually liked it.

He smiled at me and then the bell rang. This year might not be that bad at all

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