Chapter One

Bella rolled over in her bed, and moaned when she noticed she had fallen asleep in the woods again and Charlie must have searched for her there. Damn, thinking to herself as she picked up random clothes to wear for school, I'm worrying him too often. Snatching her toiletries she walked to the bathroom, hearing Charlie downstairs already starting up his coffee. Bella scrubbed her skin till it burned slightly and blushed, no matter how hard she scrubbed she still smelled like fresh dirt and flowers; it irritated her to no end, but she dealt with it.

She threw on the black baggy t-shirt and the jeans that might have been from years ago, they felt a little tight in her thighs. Maybe I'm gaining weight, giggling to herself she hopped downstairs.

"Morning Charlie." He turned towards her and the smile plastered to her face faltered, boy was Charlie angry. A vain pulsed in his forehead as the red blush filled his face, reaching to his hairline, the grip on his coffee mug turned his knuckles white.

"Don't you 'Morning Charlie' me, Isabella. Do you know where I found you last night?" He slammed down his coffee mug splattering brown stains on the white table,"I found you in the woods, again! What did I say about sleeping in there? Especially during the cat season! A panther, or anything with teeth could have torn you up and spit you out without you even waking up!" Sighing Bella reached on top of the fridge for a bottle of Sunny D,"Sorry Dad, I..."

"No, no, no more excuses. I want you in the house, in your bed to sleep, nowhere else. Understand?" Nodding, she slung her backpack across her shoulder and waved to the angry Father. When the door shut behind her, she could no longer hide her smile, it exploded on her lips and a small giggle escaped. You couldn't be filled with magic and be sad, disappointed, angry; it just wasn't possible. The emotions running through her body were from the spell she conjured in the woods, and it was a wonderful feeling, invincible. Bella jumped up into her old truck and stuck the key in the engine, praying the rumbling only her truck could make would sound; clapping when it did she backed out of the driveway a bit too fast and making the tires squeal against the concrete. Charlie's so mad, he might give me a ticket for reckless driving, she threw her head back and laughed hard as she sped up.

School wasn't as difficult as teenagers made it out to be, or maybe that was just Bella.

Friends were non-existent for her, drugs were absolutely impossible with a cop Dad, and boys...weren't the nicest beings in the world. People made fun of her in Elementary school because she was different and could read better then everybody else in her class. They made fun of her in Middle school because she didn't wear the jeans that showed your panties and that she didn't care if her shirt was from Abercrombie or South pole, it was just a shirt. When it came to High school, they got bored with her, no longer could find quirky remarks about her outfits; she became another mundane student that nobody noticed. Bella liked that, she would continue being that so she could have her magical world at night, but that didn't stop the slight apprehension in her stomach, she hated these damn kid and they hated her.

Bella put her head down on the steering wheel when she reached Forks High School, this was going to be a long day, she could already tell. She prepared herself, pulled the magic swirling in her insides and asked it to give her strength for the day, just as it obeyed someone pounded on her window. Her head snapped up and saw the blond hair flying in the air, great. Slowly she stepped out of the car grabbing her backpack, and met the blond's golden eyes, slightly shocked at the girl's beauty she spoke to her rather rudely,"What?" She did pound on my window when I was clearly busy, I have a right to be rude, Bella thought.

"Your in our spot." The girl said it irritated, there was no spots, you parked where you found a space, bottom line. Bella looked around and saw the empty lot,"There's still bunch of spots for you Princess." She heard giggling and turned her head towards it, a silver Volvo still running held a few kids squished together, the shadows in the car prevented her from seeing faces but she didn't recognize the car, it was too new for Forks.

"I don't care if there's other spots, the school gave us this one and we want it." Bella was beginning to get angry, this girl had no right.

"Listen pretty girl, there's tons of spots for your shiny new car. I'm not going to move my truck just so you can get your way, so if you don't mind, fuck off." Turning away from the girl, Bella strutted to the entrance thinking, I'll curse her, I swear I will, absolutely knowing she wouldn't. She only did that once and it was quite amusing, but it took some of her personal magic, she didn't like that whatsoever. Maybe if the girl decided to still be a bitch then she would, the stench of school filled her nose and she sighed, asking her magic to give her just a tiny bit more of strength.

School went by slowly and painfully, and finally her favorite class came; Language Arts. This class had helped so often with spells, it became her main excitement in the day, the teacher; not so much, but she could deal with Mr. Berty. Unfortunately, he had the most boring voice in America and maybe that was just Bella's opinion but from the expressions on her peers' faces; they shared that in common.

Mr. Berty began to drone on about proper grammar when he came in, the boy's hair was literally everywhere, in every direction and the most oddest of colors, brown hair with a slight red tint. Whether it was a artificial color or natural; it was beautiful. His jaw was strong in structure, with thin pink lips perfectly centered. Bella's chocolate eyes met his golden ones and time froze; he was bad, very bad. Everything in her told her, run, run very fast. She couldn't look away though, she tried but failed horribly, finally he broke the contact and gracefully walked to the desk at the front of the room.

Almost panic induced, Bella yanked open her notebook and drew a pentagram sloppily, slamming her hand onto it, she whispered,"Protect me." That's when she noticed, the only open seat was next to her and the entire class was watching her hand on the desk, she mouthed a apology and put her head down, not moving her hand. Her ears strained to hear anything but breathing, then the musical notes came from him.

"Hello, I'm Edward Cullen. I'm new."

"Of course you are, sit next to Miss. Swan, the mess of brown hair over there." Bella's cheeks burned, but she refused to lift her head, she was not getting caught in those eyes again. He was trouble, the magic swirling in her strengthened, as if it knew. She couldn't hear his footsteps, didn't hear him sit down, but she could feel energy pulsing off him; screaming for her to look. Her fingers brushed against a feathery piece of paper that didn't feel like her notebook, sitting up slowly she looked at the piece of paper.

"Don't say a word and I won't."

She felt like screaming, felt like muttering an ancient spell to burst him into pieces; he was something not human, but he wasn't a witch. She would have felt his magic like the goth girl in Science who played one too many times with a Ouija board and had dark things in her.

He was not a witch, but something with energy like that was something special and Bella wanted nothing to do with it. Quickly she scribbled in her messy handwriting;

"Stay away from me, or you'll regret it; I promise you that."

Bella grabbed her backpack from under her desk and stood up to leave, throwing the note onto his desk without looking at him she carefully walked out of the room ignoring Mr. Berty's questions and the amused stares of her peers. The only thing she concentrated on out of the corner of her eye was the way Edward's jaw clenched in anger and the odd way his eyes seemed to darken; definitely bad.

Author's Note: I do not own Twilight no matter how much I wish/dream to.

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