-1Note: This story is written from the main character's POV from here on. Please review.

My alarm clock rang shril and piercing above my head. I groaned unenthusiastically and rose from my warm bed.

As I got ready for the day I stared out my bedroom window. Again, it was cloudy; visibility wouldn't be good on the road today. It seemed like it was always like this. I had only been here for about two weeks, but each day it rained. The air was warm; it was still august, but perpetually depressing.

"Good morning!" My mom said brightly as I appeared, dressed in my new school clothes in the kitchen door. I sat down at the table and dug in to the pancakes she had made ravenously.

"Nervous?" She asked, putting her paper down and sipping her coffee.

"Not really. What's there to be nervous about when your high school only has a little over five hundred people in it?"

This made her laugh a little. "I know it's not exactly your ideal setting, Rissa, but I think you'll like it. It's small, but the people are nice."

I hoped she was right. I wasn't much liking my new town, Forks, Washington. My mom and I had lived in New York City since I could remember. We just moved here two weeks ago. She said she'd get better pay here. I had a hard time believing that, but she wanted to, so I went along with it.

We walked out the door together and got in our cars. I had a small old junk box of a car, probably from the fiftys or something. She had an equally small Hundai, though that was a heck of a lot better than my contraption.

She pulled out first and turned left, headed for the hospital. My mom was a nurse in the Emergency Room. I went right, following the map my mom had given me the day before.

If not for the map, and the crowd of students milling around, I would have never said this was the High School. Rather than one large building, Forks High was a series of small buildings. I parked in the student lot with everyone else and got out; I'd already gotten my schedule.

People looked over as I got out. They were all no doubt surprised to see someone new in their midst. A girl approached me as I shut my door.

"Hi. Are you new?" She asked. She was taller than me, with long black hair and brown eyes.

"Yes." I said, trying to smile as if I was happy to be here.

Just then a car pulled into the spot next to me. All the cars around us were about as crappy as mine, but this vehicle was magnificent. The silver Volvo stopped, and five people got out. They started for one of the many buildings, but turned around as they saw me.

Each one of them stared at me wide-eyed. They were all very beautiful and very graceful. They seemed flawless.

"Bella?" A boy with very pale skin, bronze hair and topaz eyes asked, directing his words at me.

"Um… No." I said. "I'm Mirissa."

His expression instantly changed from surprise to hatred. His hands balled into tight fists and he turned quickly away, heading for the building again. The four other students followed.

"Who was that?" I asked the girl I'd just met.

"Oh, that was Edward Cullen." She replied with a dreamy look on her face. "The others were his siblings. They don't look alike but they're related. They're all adopted."

"Is he usually like that?"

"Well, I've never seen that before. In fact, I've never really seen any of the Cullens speak to anyone but their family. I wouldn't fret over them though. They're a bit… Different."

I laughed. "I'm Mirissa Travers, by the way."

"Christi." She replied, holding out her hand. I was glad she wasn't like the family I'd just encountered.

A loud bell rang from somewhere on campus. More and more people started to enter the various buildings of the school.

"Do you know where your class is?" Christi asked.

"Not really." I admitted sheepishly, pulling out my schedule and trying to make sense of it.

She looked over my shoulder. "Oh, that's my first class too. I'll show you where it is if you want."

Throughout the day I allowed her and various others to lead me to my classes. The schedule proved useless, because I couldn't make any sense of it. It was a good thing I'd made friends. The teachers seemed nice; they didn't make me stand up in front of everyone and talk for one. I hated doing that, it always made me feel snobby. I was also grateful that it was the first day of school for everyone.

At lunch I sat with them. Christi, a boy who I think had a crush on me named Nathan, another girl whose name I couldn't remember, a quiet guy named Jason, and a very helpful, friendly girl named Amy.

About halfway through lunch Amy tapped me on the shoulder. "Edward Cullen is staring right at you." She whispered in astonishment.

I followed her gaze and realized she was quite right The odd family from this morning sat at a table away from everyone else. They were all looking different directions, not talking. Each of them had heaping plates of food in front of them, but no one ate. Edward, the boy who'd asked if I was some Bella person was staring right at me, his face a mixture of dislike, sadness, and some more things that I couldn't understand. He looked away quickly when he noticed me gazing back, confused. He rose from his seat, abandoning his full plate, and rushed out the cafeteria door.