I shuffled so my murky red frizzed hair covered all but my eye sight. The last thing I wanted was for anyone to see my face. My uneven pace but light footsteps were useless with the glossy, flooding gravel.

Okay first day. No need to panic, no one is watching me. Wrong! I slipped, shrieked and landed flat on my butt! Grimacing up through my curls I noticed half the school was giggling, pointing or just staring at me. Damn it, why am I such a klutz?!?!

Okay, acting invisible wasn't the best idea let alone working out for me. One thing I knew for sure; first days make first impressions.

I got up, wiped my black, ragged trench coat free of mud and water droplets and headed towards the large sign that stated the office was ahead.

People starred but what the heck? Let them stare. I may not have a normal life but they don't know that.

Yet I still felt exposed. Like I had a secret to hide; it wasn't my secret to tell though. My heart was beating so fast I was just glad at the moment my 'foster family' wasn't here.

I bet I looked terrible and every teacher in the past has pitied over me. It wasn't going to happen here. I can't give the game away now, even though I was sure to die either way...

As I heaved the oak door open the warmth rushed to greet me. It felt so different here. Warm, open, friendly; normal. Each of which was rare to me.

"Ahh, you must be Bella Swan, correct?" A large woman sat behind the desk was flipping papers over, most likely my records.

"Erm, y...yes" I stuttered, startled by the echo of her voice.

Handing me the files, she briefly ran through my classes and teachers. A I turned for the door, I felt her eyes boring into my back, but I tried to ignore that, just like I was ignoring the stares around me. I was heading don't the mile long corridor when something caught my eye.

I'd been so busy avoiding ye contact that I hadn't realised the rare lemon-gold brilliance of the sun beaming down on the glittering floor. Each tile giving out an individual sparkle; glinting in my eyes.

I'd adapted to avoiding sunlight as if it were a poison so just one beam made me flinch.

Just as I turned and headed away from the light, someone spun so quickly that if I'd have blinked, I might not have had chance to see them staring at me quizzically. Yet, the stare had something more to it, something hidden behind the curiosity, something more like shock than anything else.

Then a thought hit me like a truck. No. Not possible. I'm just kidding myself. Spending too much time with monsters does that to people, you know. Well, I guess my case is rare but, anyway.

Even if this was possible, which there was no way that it could be, it was sunny for crying out loud, then why on earth would the figure I wasn't 'normal' so quickly?

Without a second thought, I turned, again, and headed in the opposite direction, conspicuously avoiding the sunlight.

This day was going to drag on forever; I could just sense it...