Thank you lumierediva, there's nothing like a nice death threat to get you writing more lol. Thanks to everyone else who reviewed so far. Here is chapter two, I hope you like it. I'm bored, so I'll probably end up writing the third chapter right after I post this one, so look for that sometime tomorrow.

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BPOV

I woke up at five in the morning, a part of it was because I was way too nervous to sleep but then another part of me wanted to get ready early. If I was going to be starting school here with people that made fun of me on a daily basis, I wanted to go back looking the best that I could.

Walking into the bathroom, I started the shower and waited for the room to be filled with steam. I let the hot water surround me, calming me somewhat out of my shakiness. I've never cared about getting dirty, but today I scrubbed every inch of my body, getting as clean as possible. I washed my hair three times, giving new meaning to the words rinse and repeat. The strawberry scent of the shampoo smelled amazing, it also made my stomach growl.

After a good half hour, I got out and wrapped a towel around me. I opened the door of the bathroom slightly, taking a peek out to see if Charlie was there, when the coast was clear I tiptoed to my bedroom.

School didn't start for another two hours, giving me plenty of time to look presentable. I started first by curling my hair, in my opinion it always looked better this way, it was just a pain in the ass to do. It took about an hour of my time just on that but the final product looked amazing, all shiny and sleek.

I had spent a good two hours last night thinking about what I would wear. This was a big issue, seeing as though its one of the things kids picked on me the most for. The weather made it difficult to dress sexy, I couldn't wear a mini skirt and tank top here, it wasn't practical. I decided on my favorite pair of dark jeans, they were tight but surprisingly comfortable, and I would need all the comfort I could get today. Then I went with a long-sleeved blue sweater, with a white lacey camisole peaking through the top of it. It showed off my curves, which had definitely developed since the sixth grade. So I wouldn't have to listen to Emmett Cullen ask if I would be his skateboard for the day, since I was flat enough. Jackass.

After I was dressed, I did my make-up, keeping it simple like always. Ever since I moved away from Forks, I've always been self-conscious about what I look like. From clothes, shoes, to hair, it had to be perfect. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't one of those vain cheerleading types that apply lip gloss every second, I just like to look into a mirror at least once every three or so hours to make sure I don't have mascara dripping down my face.

When I was all finished, I saw that I still had a good half hour before I would have to leave. My stomach ached, not from hunger, it was more because there were a million butterflies in there that were beating the shit out of my intestines.

There was a knock at my door, which I assumed was Charlie, if not the burglars in Forks are very polite. "Come in."

The door opened, Charlie stepped through in full uniform. "Hey Bells, just wanted to see how you were doing, first day can be a little crazy." He said, taking a sip of his coffee. All he needed was a doughnut and he would look like a total cliché.

I lied of course, didn't need to worry him. "I'm good, really excited."

"I thought you would be." He said with a smile, "You are probably waiting to see all of your old friends."

"Yeah, all my friends." I said with a smile. So growing up I sort of forgot to mention to my parents all the hell I was put through. I thought it would be better not to concern them, also my dad is the chief of police and he would have ended up embarrassing me even more.

He walked over, giving me a kiss on the forehead, "I'm going to work, I'll see you later for dinner, we can go to that diner again tonight." This new Charlie was weird, he never used to show affection, this had to be an invasion of the body snatchers.

"Okay, but just for tonight, after that I'm going to start cooking for us. It's a lot healthier and cheaper."

"I thought my daughter was moving in not my doctor and accountant." He said with a laugh, and then walked out. A few minutes later his car was pulling out of the driveway.

"What now?" I said to myself, there was nothing to do since I was all ready. I made my way to the kitchen, I wasn't planning on eating breakfast but I was going to pack my own lunch. There would be no meat loaf surprise incident part deux, plus school food is disgusting.

I made a simple turkey sandwich and grabbed some chips, putting them into a paper bag. There would probably be vending machines in the cafeteria, so there was no bother in packing a drink. There wasn't much in the refrigerator to work with, I would have to do some serious shopping for us.

School didn't start for a little bit, but I needed to get there earlier than everyone else to go sign a bunch of papers in the office. I put the lunch bag into my backpack and grabbed my purse, heading out the door.

I was really excited to drive my truck for the first time, it was a big car and I wanted to see what it could do. I've never had my own car before, it was nice of Charlie to buy it for me. Mom was less than thrilled about it when I told her on the phone last night, a part of it was because she was nervous about me on the road and then another side was out of jealousy, she wanted to be the one to get me my first car.

I started driving towards the school, taking my time to look at all the familiar places around town. It doesn't matter how long I was away for, every part of town was recognizable, right down to the ugly pink mailbox that the Newton's had.

After a few minutes the school came into view, I took a deep breath, moving into the parking lot. It was pretty much deserted, giving me an opportunity to park where ever I wanted.

I got out of the car, walking quickly to the front office. I didn't want to be seen yet, so if I could avoid it that would be all good. When I opened the door to the office, I was greeted by a smiling pudgy old woman. "How can I help you dear?" She said in a annoyingly chipper voice.

"This is my first day here, I was told to come fill out some papers."

"Oh my, Isabella Swan, is that you?" It almost sounded like a scream, someone needs to take her coffee away.

"It's Bella actually." I said with a smile, I did not want to explain that to every single person today.

"You look all grown up!" Was I a midget or something six years ago, why was everyone making a huge deal about the way I looked. I didn't even know this woman.

"Thanks. Um, about those papers?"

"Oh yes, of course dear!" She said, handing me a huge stack and a pen. "Just fill them all out, if you want you can sign them as Bella." She said with a wink and then let out a roaring laugh as if she just told me the most amazing joke ever.

I was on my last paper when the door to the office opened up, in walked two really annoying looking girls. They were talking about some crazy party that happened over the weekend, the brunette was going on and on about Mike Newton. That was definitely Jessica Stanley, she was always obsessed with Mike.

"You could do way better than Newton. I mean look at me, I'm on way to finally getting Edward all to myself." The blonde said. It was that bitch Lauren that used to cling to Rosalie Hale all of the time. Her mention of Edward pissed me off, it had to be Cullen.

"Edward Cullen doesn't commit to anyone, that's just how it is." Jessica said.

"This time he will. I mean look at me, I'm the hottest girl in school and not to mention the head cheerleader, that is like every guys fantasy right there." My fantasy is to see the head cheerleader lose her head in a wood chipper.

That's when they both saw me for the first time, I looked down at my papers quickly hoping that they wouldn't talk to me. I continued filling them out until I was finally done. I could hear them whisper amongst themselves.

"Hey are you new here?" Jessica said to me.

"Um yeah, it's my first day." I said back, while she studied my face.

"Have we met before, you look really familiar?"

So she didn't know me that was a good sign. "No I don't think so, maybe I just have one of those faces." I said with a shrug.

"Yeah. I'm Jessica and this is Lauren." She said pointing to the blonde behind her. My observations were correct.

"I'm Bella." I gave a fake smile, there was no way I would start being nice to the girls who used to make me cry.

"Are you a senior?" Lauren said to me in a bitchy voice, apparently I wasn't cool enough to talk to someone like her.

"Yeah." I said, equally bitchy.

"Cool, so are we!" Jessica said, I was wondering where she and the secretary got their coffee in the morning. "You are so pretty, you should totally sit with us at lunch today."

I felt my IQ slipping lower and lower just breathing the same air as these two. I think it's hilarious that the seating arrangements are decided by looks. "Yeah, maybe." I said with a really fake smile.

Lauren rolled her eyes and Jessica smiled big. I got up, handing the papers to the secretary. "Here is your schedule Bella and a map for you, we are so happy to have you here with us." She handed me all of my stuff, I was grateful she didn't mention my last name.

"Yeah, thanks." I said, walking past Jessica and Lauren to go find my locker. Locker 347. That was where I would be spending the remainder of my school year until that happy day I graduate and get to leave.

After ten minutes of searching, I finally found it and just in time because the bell rang, meaning all the kids need to get to their first class. I put all my stuff in my locker, grabbing a notebook and pen for class. I took a look at my schedule. English. That was good, a class I actually might like.

Thankfully the map was easy to understand and I was going the right way to my class. As I walked I could feel everyones eyes on me, then the whispering started, I was kind of expecting someone to yell 'Isabella-will-never-have-a-fella.'

I was glad to see I was the first in the class, so I went up to the teacher and handed him my slip that I was supposed to have signed by all of my teachers and then I was to give it back to the office at the end of the day. The secretary wrote Bella on it instead of Isabella which actually made me happy.

"I'm glad you are joining us Bella." He said with a smile, handing me class syllabus of all the books we would be reading. I was disappointed, realizing that I had already read all the books on the list last year. "You can take the seat in the third row, the one in the middle."

"Thank you." I said, going over and sitting down. Of course it's in the center of the room, gives everyone a perfect chance to talk around me in a complete circle.

People started coming into the room and taking a seat. Some would take a quick look and then look away, others looked and whispered, and then other people just rudely stared. I now realize how bad my life would have been if I was a hamster, well maybe not, at least they could bite people. Some of the kids looked familiar, others were just completely new to me.

I could hear two guys behind me talking about some girl. "Holy shit, she is fine." One of them said. "No crap Em. Man if I weren't dating your sister..." I looked to see if Lauren or some model just walked in trying to figure out who they were talking about, but just some weird nerdish guy was there. "Don't be a fucking douche." The Em guy said, who was Em?

"Mr. Cullen I know this is English but that language is very colorful." The teacher said, talking to the kid behind me. Em, as in Emmett Cullen, as in the stupid dickhead who was a complete ass to me.

"Sorry sir, I'll keep my words black and white." This caused a little laugh from the class, I would of found it funny if I didn't hate him.

"Thank you Mr. Cullen." He said, shaking his head. "We have a new student class, her name is Bella." I was probably bright red, the class was now staring at me even more now. Remember be confident, you are different now. I fixed my posture, trying to look more comfortable.

The day went on like this, each time getting a little easier. The entire school was talking about me, no one has figured out who I really am though, which makes life a little easier. I left rooms so fast that nobody really got the chance to talk to me, now I would just have to do that everyday.

Lunch time came way to quickly, I have been dreading this since I decided to move back here. I have never had a panic attack, but I was pretty sure it could happen soon. I grabbed my lunch out of my locker and made my way to the cafeteria. What would the new confident Bella do? I went through my options. Sit at a table by herself. I didn't need friends to make me feel good, I'm okay with just me.

I walked to the vending machine, feeling eyes burning into me from all around the room. I quickly bought a water and sat at the nearest empty table, praying that I wasn't taking somebody's spot.

I took out my lunch, trying to look casual, as if I didn't know that everyone was talking about me. A chair next to me slid out making me tense, but a girl sat down in it. She was pretty, with glasses like the ones I had at home. "Hi I'm Angela, I thought you might want a friend, first days can be hard."

I smiled. Angela Weber, I should have recognized her, she looked the same. It was good to know that even through the years she still ended up being really sweet. "Thanks. I'm Bella by the way, it's nice to meet you."

"I knew your name, I mean everyone knows it." She said, beginning to eat her lunch.

I let out a small sigh. "It is really embarrassing having everybody talk about you, I wish it would just stop."

"Yeah, it will in like a week don't worry. Something new will happen and you won't be the hottest gossip in town." She nodded, taking a bite of her sandwich. "If it helps, people are saying really good things about you, well except for this girl Lauren, but she is never nice so don't take offense."

"Not offended at all, head cheerleaders are the same no matter where you're from." I said, eating my chips. I was curious about the good things that were being said though.

"That's true, they're all mean." She nodded, "Aren't you interested in knowing what other people are saying though?"

Confident Bella. "Not really, I mean nobody knows me, so what they're saying is probably false."

"Wow, there aren't any girls here like you, usually they are obsessed with hearing about themselves." She smiled, "me and you would make great friends, I mean, if you want to be."

"Yeah, of course, I would like that. You were always really nice to me."

"What?" She said curiously.

Shit. "I meant…you have been really nice to me so far." I said with a smile.

"Oh." She laughed a little, "You made it sound like I've known you for awhile."

"I didn't think before I spoke." I let out a laugh, that wasn't a lie.

"That happens to me sometimes too, all the words just get jumbled in my head and can come out in a completely different order." She said looking around the room, probably trying to find someone better than me to sit with. I wasn't really good with the small talk.

I was half way through my lunch when I heard Angela's breath hitch, making me look at her. "Are you okay? Are you choking or something?" I said in a slight panic, damn me not learning the Heimlich.

"He's looking right at you." Angela said her eyes straight on the table.

"Who's looking at me?" This felt like a scene from some horror film.

"Edward Cullen."

It was worse than a scary movie, this was real. I turned around to find a pair of green eyes staring back at me. He had that stupid crooked smile on his face. I turned back quickly. I couldn't breathe, this must have been the panic attack.

"I got to go." I said breathlessly to Angela. I got up without hearing her response, feeling kind of like a bitch for leaving her there alone, making a mental note to apologize later. I ran into the bathroom and into the nearest stall, trying to recover from what just happened.

I wanted to cry, but I didn't, there was no way Edward Cullen would make me cry ever again. I would just avoid looking at him for the rest of the year, that would work. I let out a sigh, banging my head on the stall door.

"This was going to be a long year."