Like being new in a different town isn't hard enough. Here I was being dropped off, one my first day of high school in a police car. Unless they know I'm the police chiefs step daughter there bound to think I'm either extremely important or dangerous to society. Great options for me to choose from at such a young age. I silently debated whether or not to go along with the dangerous option; it's bound to make people stay away from me.

Class was easy what was difficulty was in between the class'. Finding rooms introducing myself. I constantly stood at the head of the class, blushed, said my name and sat down. In between all vital points of my introduction I would trip at one point and barely catch my self before utter embarrassment. That is where the trouble was, so far. Until I hit the cafeteria then I realised the really scary thing was yet to occur.

For any one who was home schooled I think you are the luckiest people alive. As soon as you have walked through those doors you want to turn running.

Groups of people were everywhere. And of course I am not associated with a group resulting in me sitting by myself. At least that was the conclusion I had come too until I saw black, glittery spikes. That I knew to be Alice Cullen, in all her glory.

She instantly walked up to me and dragged my hand with my body in tow to her family. This of course took up a whole table in the tiny csfeteriea. I sat down slowly unsure of what to say or do. When suddenly all tension was gone and they were asking polite question about, "What I though of the school?", or "What did I miss most about Arizona?" I knew instantly I found my group for lunch. We chatted and I felt relief knowing at least at school I had someone to talk to, not just one person but five.

Rosalie, along with Emmet and Jasper, where a year above us, so of course she looked down at me. But I seemed to figure out that was just her personality. Jasper was nice and calm, definitely someone I could get along with. He would casual smile and make my day. Emmet was continuously cracking inappropriate jokes, but I liked that about him. Except the extreme heat that would go through my body to my face, with every joke he made. Alice would not shut up, but I guess there was never awkward silence. Edward would eat quietly yet join in on conversations, which seemed to interest him, the most.

I stayed quiet most of lunch but generally put my input in on certain subjects. As the lunch bell rang we headed off towards our different class rooms. I found myself happier and more relaxed after lunch.

I instantly knew the highlight of my schooling this year would be the lunches shared with my neighbours as company.