Okay so I realized that the last chapter kind of sucked so I'm going to give you all the second and third chapters.

Disclaimer: I do not own twilight though I along with many others wish I did. *sigh*

Chapter two

A boy. He looked about 17 or 18, had blond spiky hair and icy blue eyes. He was starting at me. I felt like hiding behind my sister, but that would just make me seem like a little kid. Wait a second. A BOY! In a house with me in it. A boy who I'm not related to. A boy who was staring at me as if I were food! This could get so wrong in so many different ways.

"Hey I'm Mike." He said, breaking the silence. "Named after my grandfather, Mike." Alex jumped in and squealed, "Hi Mike! I'm Alex! You're so cool!" Mike smiled at her nicely and said, "No, you're cool!" This prompted a showdown of "No, you are" between the two. I was sure that they'd be best friends. "Ahem!" Mrs. Newton said, attempting to stop the conversation. Mike and Alex stopped to look at her. "Thank You! As I was saying, breakfast awaits." We all walked into an open room with a huge crystal chandelier hanging over the fine cherry table.

"Help yourselves to whatever you want! Eat fast though because we only have ten minutes left due to our pleasant conversation." She told us while eyeing Mike and Alex. I grabbed whatever I could reach. I was starved! "So, you never told us your name." Mike exclaimed while eyeing me with a smirk. "Oh, I'm Melissa Matteson. I'm not interested in anything that you're playing at." His face fell as I said that. I took a piece of toast. I don't want to start a life here because I don't know if we're leaving here soon, or after another five years. It's just a relief to me that I'm turning 18 in November so that I can take Alex and move to wherever we want.

"Oh my! It's time to go! Melissa, you and Mike will be going to school together and I'm taking Alex to her Middle School. Chop, chop!"

I picked up my backpack, which was already stuffed with notebooks and pencils, and followed Mike as he motioned me to follow him to the garage. We got into his car. It looked quite ancient actually, as I've noticed that most cars do around here. It was a Ford 1939 Coupe. Not too shabby though, even if it is 2009. He should sell it. Why keep an old car when you could get two newer and better cars for the price of that thing. Mike pulled into a parking lot that was half empty, which showed the small population of the school. I was right, all the other cars were old too, except for two that were in the very back, a silver Volvo, and a BMW Cherry Red M3. The kids were all standing outside, waiting for the bell to ring I presumed. I didn't expect all the people to notice me as I got out of the car but boy was I wrong. Every single eye was on me! Some people even wolf-whistled when they saw my open back. I just scowled.

"Should I take you to the front desk?" Mike asked me as we walked towards the building. "No," I replied coldly. "You've done enough." I walked away as he looked at me dumbstruck. Humph! Serves him right for the way he looks at me! Even more people stared as I walked to the front. The lady in the office was flirting with the principal. He looked quite uncomfortable.

"Hello. I'm Melissa Matteson. I just moved here and I was wondering if I could get my schedule please." The lady looked at me coldly while the principal thanked me silently and escaped. "Oh! Of course dear, what was your name again?" she asked. "Melissa Matteson."

"Here you go dear. Now run along the bell will ring any second." she told me.

I stepped out of the office to a blast of air. I stalked towards building 3C, noticing people staring at me on the way. I paused for an instant and zipped up my coat. God it was cold here! I hurried to Government, glaring at anyone who dared lock eyes with me.

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It was lunchtime. I had stumbled through Calculus, English, Government, and History. I had seen Mike in all four of my classes, each time he was just staring at me. I pulled my messenger bag over my shoulder and scurried out of the warm History room. "Gook!" I swore (its supposedly shit in Swedish) as I saw Mike running towards me. "Liz! Come here! I saved you a spot!" he sang. I narrowed my eyes. A bubble of warmth sprang up inside my heart as I heard the nickname "Liz". The only people who ever called me Liz were Alex, my parents, and… Carson. Tears sprung to my eyes as I remembered my last boyfriend, Carson, who had died in a car accident back in Tampa. I shook off the sad memories and walked slowly over to Mike's table.

"Guys, this is Melissa Matteson. She moved here from Florida. She's my parent's new foster kid. I noticed a girl with dark coils of hair glowering at me, and a blonde with a feather cut looking appreciatively at my outfit. I rolled my eyes and smiled at the table.

I told Mike that I needed to get something to eat. He placed my bag down on a chair next to him, and I went to grab something. Abnormally gorgeous people were in front of me. A big and burly boy picked up some pizza, as did I. They spun around to stare at me.

Their eyes…their golden eyes… I think I drowned. They were so deep, as if you could see their souls. It made me go weak at the knees. I took a look at the faces before I could collapse. One was a beautiful girl with long and slightly waved blonde hair. Victoria Secret was made for her body; she was a perfect model. The burly boy was huge yet graceful, with ripped muscles and brown curls. A tall, well built boy also with muscles, who had blond waves and looked as if he was in pain. Another girl, very short and petite pixie-like that had with short black hair that flew in every direction; she was hiding behind the blond boy. And last, a beautiful and handsome, tall boy with bronze tousled hair with a well built body. A Greek god. They all looked more than model worthy, but he would make Orlando Bloom fall down to his knees out of shame. Slowly a brilliant red blush crept over my cheeks when I realized my manners.

"I'm sorry… I don't know what came over me; it's not polite to stare. I'm Melissa." I said embarrassing myself and staring at the floor. The small girl popped out from behind the tall blond boy. "It's all right!" she exclaimed brightly. "We're quite alright with it! I'm Alice! This is Jasper," indicating to the tall blond boy, "Emmett," pointing to the big burly guy, "Rosalie," the blonde model, "and this is Edward." I turned around to look at the beautiful Greek god. As soon as I saw him he scrunched up his nose and ran away. I turned back to the rest of the group. I guess Jasper wasn't feeling well because his face was in Alice's hair and his hand on his stomach. "Ummm…I guess we'll see you later Melissa!" she told me as she ushered the rest of their group to their table. Huh. I guess they don't like me. I quickly paid for my food and walked back to Mike and his friends. I sat down after removing my bag from a chair. "Hey Mike? Who are the people sitting over there?" I asked him, pointing to the table where that group of friends sat down. "Oh! Those are Dr. Carlisle Cullen and his wife Esme's kids, the Cullens and the Hales. Edward, Emmett, and Alice are the Cullens, and Jasper and Rosalie are the Hales. They're twins." He replied, while scarffing down his hot dog. Gross! "Oh, so they're all related?" I asked. "Heck no! People who are 25 don't have kids that are 17 and 18! They're all adopted! Rosalie and Jasper are actual twins, Esme's their aunt. The rest are all adopted and have no relation to each other." He told me. I began to eat my pizza. "Edward Cullen is staring at you." He whispered to me in a disgusted voice. I turned around and what do you know! He was staring at me. I quickly snapped my head back to my food and finished it. Thankfully, the bell rang. I hurried to my next class, gym. I hurried to the locker room to get dressed out into PE clothes. When I finished, I walked into the gym and saw a flash of bronze. Oh no! Edward's in this class!

Okay so that was chapter two, now on to chapter three! Please review!