Apov

I woke up early, brimming with excitement because I knew the day was here- the day Bella and I would start in a new school, Forks High school. I think it has a nice ring to it. I was actually one of the few people who liked going to school. I mean the lessons - which I'm sure Bella enjoys- are not the best thing in the world but meeting new people and socializing with them is great. It's funny how a boring thing like school can turn into something relatively nice when you're not forced to do it.

I loved getting ready and I think the first day of school is a good excuse to look nicer than usual. After I showered I combed through my long, brown hair and blow-dried it. I'm pretty sure the sound of my not so silent hairdryer woke Bella up, judging from the annoyed sighs coming from her room. Ignoring her attempts to make me feel bad about interrupting her sleep, I continued to do my makeup- a simple brown-shaded eyeshadow and a pinky-nude lip. I had picked my clothes out the day before and I really liked the outfit. Ripped, denim-coloured jeans, a slightly sparkly navy blouse with a v-neck paired with some silver jewellery and black boots- just my style. One last time I smiled for the mirror, and left to see how Bella was doing downstairs.

Bpov

It was my first morning in Forks and I was already regretting getting a house with my bedroom on the same floor as Amanda's. She had gotten up at pretty much five thirty in the morning and woken me up with her stupid hair dryer. I had stayed up late reading- Pride and prejudice to no one's surprise- and I had counted on being able to sleep at least until seven. It was bad enough that I had to go to school, but be tired too?

I decided to grab a black t-shirt, a cardigan and some jeans, threw on some mascara and brushed my hair. That was as good as it was going to get, so I went downstairs. I made myself a big bowl of cereal- cheerios to be exact- and started eating while reading a newspaper.

"Morning", my sister greeted with a slight smile on her face. "Morning", I answered and rolled my eyes, laughing at her joyfulness. Amanda had already eaten and it was quite late so we had to leave. "Should we take my car?", I asked with a smile on my face. She sighed- she isn't really the biggest fan of my 1953 Chevy- but nodded and grabbed her bag.

We found our way to school quite easily and once we arrived Amanda and I were given our schedules by a nice woman sitting in the school info. After a while of searching through the halls we headed to our first class, Trigonometry. Again, how great.

With my amazing- meaning not so amazing- luck the teacher, mr. Varner decided that Amanda and I should introduce ourselves in front of the class. This was one of the few times I loved having a twin. I didn't have to stand there completely alone. I mean I was blushing enough as it was.

We told the class our names, ages and where we moved from along with explaining why we lived without our parents. Not the real reason, of course. We told them the excuse we had come up with: Our parents died in a car accident two years ago ( cliché, I know) and we didn't want to move in with any of our relatives. So we got emancipated and decided to live on our own, instead. The truth wasn't even that far from the story we told people.

When class was over, it was time for what I had feared the most- and what Amanda had waited most eagerly- answering the million questions of our new classmates. I let Amanda take the spotlight and answer everyone's questions. I left the big group of people and started talking to a tall, brown-haired girl. ''What's your name?", I asked her. "I'm Angela", she replied with a shy, friendly smile. We talked briefly about how different Forks and Phoenix were and for the first time in awhile, I felt comfortable talking to someone else than my sister. I didn't feel the need to fill the silences with meaningless babbling. I had a feeling we were going to become friends.

I sat next to Angela and her friend Jessica during our next lesson, English. Luckily, Amanda and I didn't have to introduce ourselves in front of the class anymore. The lesson went by quickly and I really liked it even though I didn't exactly learn anything new. By the end of the lesson I noticed a blonde-haired boy- I had no idea what his name was even though he had introduced himself- staring my way. He was probably staring at Amanda, not unlike half the boys in the school. In awhile I heard the bell ring, which meant it was time for lunch. I wished the day would have been over already.

I was walking towards the cafeteria with Angela, Jess and Amanda. The others were talking about going to grab coffee after school and I agreed to join them even though I wasn't really paying much attention to them. We turned around the corner to the relatively big, noisy school cafeteria. It was a basic setting of round tables and chairs and a food line in the middle of the room. The fluorescent lights made the already extremely pale students look even paler and it felt tiring to my eyes. I started looking around the room, trying to find an empty table for us to sit in. That's when I saw them.

AN: Hope you enjoyed it! I'm sure you can already guess what might happen during lunchtime.. I'll try to post as often as I can especially if the story is being read by many. Thank you for reviewing/favoriting/adding the story to your alerts. Give me suggestions in the comments.

Until next time, Clarizza