A/N This is my first published story and I really hope you guys will like it. Well, enjoy!

:P

Disclaimer: I, like many other unfortunate souls out there, do not own Twilight.

Chapter 1: Gorgeous guy in the corner

Alice POV

"Thank you, thank you thank you!" I squealed, jumping up and down. This was the best thing that had happened since moving in with my dad, by far.

In front of me stood a glossy silver mini. My glossy silver mini.

How did dad know my weak point? I hadn't really properly spoken to him in years, never mind about my favourite cars. I reckon he had spoken to mum She would know silver minis were so my thing. And now I didn't have to walk to school in the rain.

I bounded up to my room, pulling out my cell phone and rung my half-sister.

Cynthia.

She picked up after two rings, as I knew she would.

"Hello?"

"Hi Cynth. It's Alice and you'll never guess what!" I bubbled excitedly.

"You got a silver mini by any chance?" I could hear the smile in her voice. I was a bit put out.

"Huh!" I grumbled. "Course you would know. Hmph."

"Sorrysorrysorry," she rushed. "I'msosorryIdidn'ttellyou… I thought it would be a nice surprise."

"I know," I giggled. I could never stay in a bad mood for too long. I could imagine her face and that was enough to forgive her.

She was quiet, unsure of my mood swing. I tried to lighten the mood.

"I'm starting school tomorrow. I'm a nervous wreck."

Just then I heard someone speak on the other side of the phone. Oh, it was Gareth. Cynthia's boyfriend. That would explain her silence.

"Uh, I've gotta go. See y'around."

"See ya," I replied but the line was already cut off.

I sighed. Tomorrow was gonna be a big day.

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I got up earlier than usual. I had to raid my overflowing wardrobe to find something suitable but also said "look at me I'm new and cute!"

I ended up in black skinny jeans and a pink top with long off-the-shoulders sleeves. It was dressy but not over done. Perfect.

That took about 2 hours to choose so by the time I had quickly wolfed down my breakfast, I knew I would have to rush to be on time. No time to cool my nerves.

I sat in the soft leather seat of my new car and started up the soft rumbling engine. Smooth!

Turning off the highway into the small school parking lot, I noticed that my car and a silver Volvo were probably the nicest cars there. I felt slightly warty about leaving my baby all alone in the car park. What if went missing?!

I found my way in to the main office once I had finally managed to detach myself from the car. I was practically bouncing off the walls, I was so nervous but the excitement over shadowed it by a long stretch. Mind you, the only thing I had to really worry about would be not finding a shopping partner. What if I was considered a freak as I had at my other school? What if they felt intimidated by my almost perpetual happiness? What if..?

My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the impatient red-haired receptionist thrusting some papers at me. I was so caught up in my obsessing, I hadn't heard a word she said.

Oh well! I'd just have to follow my instinct – it had got me this far.

I ended up in front of building 2, ready for my first lesson – world history. Great (NOT!)

I sat down in the middle of the classroom, people staring and whispering. I felt like I was going to explode – I was so excited to make friends with them but, as soon as I turned round they all fell silent and looked away. Oh no! I was never going to find a shopping partner at this rate!

Just then, my despair disappeared and I found myself feeling suddenly happy. I looked around.

A beautiful honey-blond boy then looked up. I was caught up in his mesmerising golden gaze. His face was too perfect for words and just looking at it gave me one of my moments of insight. I saw me talking to him. I hoped to the high heavens that this really was one of my true visions and not a hopeless girly fantasy.

He looked away quickly, even though to me it felt an eternity, and I felt my cheeks turning pink.

Just then class began and I had to push all thoughts of this gorgeous stranger out of my head.

That was easier said than done. His perfect features and hypnotising eyes kept creeping up on me throughout the lesson and when the bell finally rang, I had no idea what topic we were studying.