Fa212354: Okay...Sorry for taking soooooo long. But lucky for you, I am not going to talk on and on and on... Yeah, well you get the point. So, here is the disclaimer.

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Chapter 1

I awoke to Bella shaking me and saying that we were going to be late if we didn't hurry up. At first I really thought we were late, but then I remembered that Bella wanted to go early so we could find our way around. I reluctantly sat up in my bed as Bella threw some clothes at me. I carefully picked up a black My Chemical Romance t-shirt, and some jeans. For some reason, I was not looking forward to starting at a new school.

I got dressed, and combed through my hair. I wasn't set on looking my best today. When I came out of the bathroom that all three of us shared, Bella's face went dark. "You aren't actually going to wear that, are you?" She said.

"Yeah, so." I replied, trying to avoid conversation.

"Sam, why don't you, for once, look your best." She said

"We're going to be late, if you keep fussing about this." I stated, and turned to grab my bag. I heard her groan, and I knew I had won that one.

We both grabbed a breakfast bar, and headed out the door. Once outside, Bella stopped. I predicted it was because of the car. It was a red, faded red actually, truck that had round fenders. I didn't like it at first, but I suddenly got used to it. I could tell that Bella loved it, because her eyes lit up just like a child's does when they get some candy.

We locked the house up, and climbed into the truck. It was warm in the truck, and looked like someone spent a while cleaning it. It smelled faintly of tobacco and gasoline, with a hint of peppermint. I sat there as Bella drove, and looked out the window. When it got too quiet for me, I turned the knob on the radio, and, to my surprise, it worked. That thing was probably 60 years old.

We finally found the school, and parked in a spot close to the office. The spot was probably for the teachers, but we were new, so we didn't know. We raced to the door of the office, and went in. As soon as we got in, we were warm. The office was small, had a waiting area with chairs and orange carpet. There was plants everywhere, and I was starting to wonder if it was too green here. Behind the counter was a red-haired lady wearing a purple outfit. I walked up to the counter, just as she looked up. "Can I help you?" She said.

"I'm Samantha Swan, and this," I pointed to Bella,"Is Isabella Swan. It's our first day here." I told her. As soon as she heard our names her eyes lit up.

"Of course!" She said as she grabbed a file and started to dig through it until she found something she wanted. "Here is your guys' schedules, and a map for the school. I hope you girls will like it here in Forks." We smiled back as we grabbed our schedules and map.

We went back to our truck and drove around to find a parking spot. By the time we came out, the school had filled with cars and students. As Bella drove, I read out our schedules to her. Luckily, we had most of the same classes together. All of our classes before lunch were the same, but after lunch we had different classes. That's good, I thought to myself. I'm not about to spend my time alone at this school.

We finally found a spot and parked. Bella was looking at the map real hard, and she stuffed it in her bag. "Lets go." She said. I hopped out of the car and followed Bella to our class.

When we found our class, we walked in and saw that people were putting their coats on the rack. I copied, and put Bella's up too. I walked up to the teacher and handed him the slip I was supposed to have all of my teachers sign. Bella did the same, but turned red when he gawked at her. Luckily he put us in the back of the classroom. That way no one could see us. Once we were seated, the bell rang and everyone sat in their seats. The teacher, I suddenly forgot his name, cleared his throat and started to talk.

I didn't pay attention to anything he said, and I grabbed the map out of Bella's bag and looked it over. Next to me, Bella was talking to this kid that had really bad acne, and oily hair. They were talking about Phoenix, and how Bella didn't look tan. I sighed. This is going to be fun.