Okay, so here's the second chapter. I know the first wasn't so long, but they will get longer. If someone reads this it would be nice if you leaves a review! Thank you!

EPOV:

I sighed. Forks were really boring. It was so irritating that Esme wanted to live in a small town. I really liked Phoenix; it was a big city with life, always something to do. Emmet and Jasper had enjoyed it too. There were concerts almost always and I had had a lot of funny friends.

But even if I was sort of furious at her right now, I knew it wouldn't last long.

Me and Esme, the woman that with Carlisle, had adopted me, Emmet and Jasper when we were very young, had a strong bond, and it was really hard for me to be mad at her.

She just wants our best, I told myself.

Someone sat down beside me. I didn't bother to look up. The school did things that I had already done in Phoenix, so that wasn't interesting at all. Mr Banner told us that we were going to work in pairs of two.

I thought of Esme and decided to try at least. So I turned my face to my neighbour. She had her back on me.

"Hello, my name is Edward Cullen", I said.

She turned around to face me. Whatever she was going to say, she stopped herself.

She looked really pretty. She had pale cream skin, now with a lovely red blush on her cheeks, brown wavy hair down to her waist.

Her eyes were like melted chocolate. They had a deep that I'd never seen in brown eyes before.

She seemed a little bit off, like she was thinking intensly of something. I couldn't help but wonder what was on her mind. She looked

"Um…Bella", she said shyly.

Still off. It was starting to bug me now. I was never good at reading people, but still i was

"What are you thinking about?" The words came out without giving me even the slightest chance of me stopping it. Damn it, why couldn't I ever try to get a fucking hold of myself?

"I'm sorry, you don't havet o answer that."

"Um…no it's fine.. I eh.. well there's a lot of things going on right now."

"Oh really? Something serious?" I couldn't beliave i asked that, why would she wanna spill out all of her inner thoughts to a guy she just met. This was stupid.

"Well..life does not always turn out the way you thought it would, you know. I guess you should be aware of that the entire time, but sometimes it's just so hard. Like, I don't know… sometime you just want to do stuff without thinking about everything else, live for the moment you know. But you always havet o think about the fucking consequenses. "

I stared at her. She seemed so much older when she talked, like she had gone trough way more than other folks our age. She seemed experienced. I realised that I found that very appealing.

She suddenly stopped herself, blushing. God that blushing was hot.

"Wow, you must think I'm some kinda freak or something. Sorry, I will shut up now."

"No no, please don't. Consequenses sucks. I usually just ignore them. Living for the moment can actually be good. You approve of so much more things."

"Yeah, it's just so much other things that matter too, you know."

"There always is, it's a fucking world of them. But are they all worth what you may otherwise get to experience?"

"Hmm, dunno" She mumbled.

It was that akward silence again. Understandeble this time though.

We spent the rest of the lession doing what we were supposed to do, chatting a bit, about normal things.

Then the bell rang and the lesson was over. As I walked out that door I still couldn't get out her words of my mind.

Bella

I was relieved when the bell rang. God, I was embarrassed! Why would I have to start spilling my thoughts out to a random stranger. It didn't matter that he was extremly hot and that that was the only thing i came up with to say. You don't do that. His response though, it made me think. He seemed like the type of person that lived for moments. At least from what he said. He didn't seem to think that you should care for all the consequenses all the time, in every descision you made. That wasn't what you could say about me. My freinds would probably describe me as kind, caring and thoughtful. I always thought about the consequenses, in every desition i made.

But now I was tired. I suddenly felt ready for living a little. Maybe with this i'm-very-hot-and-i'm-living-for-the-day-guy. But I still had important consequenses there. Why would I be so mean to someone and get to know them when I would hurt them in the end by disappearing.

Forever.

I just simply couldn't.