Heyy, I'm glad that you all liked the first chapter. Now, don't hate me, but with my fanfictions, I like to draw out the chase instead of them getting together really quickly. I think it adds to the story, you know, the suspense and everything. I also enjoy those stolen kisses and anger/passion filled make-out sessions.
So, never fear, it will happen eventually, be patient. It'll be worth it.

Bella's POV
I jumped out of my old truck that Charlie—my dad—had gotten me and dropped straight into a puddle. Right, I was in Forks now, of course there would be puddles. I looked down at my now drenched shoes. Great, now my converse are wet. Perfect! I thought to myself. Today's going to be shit, I can just tell.

I looked up and found that everyone in the lot had turned to stare at me. So what if my truck was loud and noisy? So what if I was the new student that is probably already known by first, middle and last name by the entire school? And so what if I dressed different than most of the people there? They should just suck it up, mind their own business, and stop looking at me!

I glared at them all before turning around; picking up my bag from the back seat, slinging it over one shoulder, and walking towards what I was praying was the office. The whole walk there I could feel their stares like a weight on my shoulders. It wasn't a pleasant feeling.

I opened the door of the building—what'd ya know, it was the office after all—and was blasted in the face by warm air-conditioned heaven. I wandered over to the front desk and motioned to the woman with the red hair that I needed help.

She rolled her chair over to me and asked if I needed anything. It was a pretty obvious answer.

"Hi, yeah, my name is Bel—Isabella Swan, I'm new here and need my time table." I said as sweetly as I could and smiled. Dead set, I could be pretty convincing like that. She smiled back and nodded, shuffling through some papers on her desk.

Just as she was about to hand me some papers, a middle aged looking man strolled around the corner and spotted me. "Ah, you must be Isabella," he said as he walked over to me, extending a hand. Normally I would have just looked at the hand until the person it belonged to dropped it to their side, but I was guessing this was the principal. Don't want to be on his bad side. At least, not on the first day that is. So instead I shook it.

"Bella," I corrected him. I hated my full name. As he looked me over, taking in my dark-wash skinny jeans, and tight red top with random splatters of black that stopped just above my bellybutton, I wiped my hands on my pants. Sweaty palms. Yuck!

The principals' face turned into a scowl as he took in my attire. Clearly I was not what he'd expected. I cleared my throat, making his eyes snap back up to mine and a smile so fake it could have been plastic spread across his face. "Please, Miss Swan, follow me, I have to discuss that matter I mentioned to your mother on the phone, with you." And with that he turned smartly on his heel and started off down the hall. Glaring at his back I followed… reluctantly.

God how I hated school.

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Okay, screw it if he's the principal. Screw it if it's my first day. Screw first impressions and politeness, who does he think he is to sign me up for something like this?!

"Excuse me sir," I said politely, well, as politely as I could under the circumstances. "Did it ever occur to you that maybe, just maybe, I wouldn't want to be apart of this? I don't want to be stuck with someone I don't even know for a full three weeks and have to give reports on him. There's a good chance that I won't like whoever he is. Did it ever occur to you that there's a possibility that this isn't just punishment for him, but for me too?!" Okay, so the politeness kind of leaked out and was replaced by anger with each word out of my mouth, but I wasn't happy, and he was going to know it.

"Oh I'm sure that you too will get along perfectly," he muttered under his breath. The nerve, just because he has higher authority over me won't stop me from kicking his ass. In fact, I could probably take him; he was only a skinny piece of shit anyway.

"Excuse me?" I said, annoyance dripping from my words.

"Nothing," he said quickly, then sighed. "Miss Swan, I am sorry if this is an inconvenience to you, but it has already been settled. I'm hoping that you can do some good to him and make him a better kid. If not… I tried." He shrugged, standing up and coming around his desk to stand in front of me and the chair I was sitting in.

I don't like being looked down at, so I decided to join him and stood up too, crossing my arms over my chest. He sighed again. "The boy is waiting outside, after you meet and swap information you are to head off to class immediately, I have already took too much of your time as it is."

There didn't seem to be any way for me to get out of this arrangement, so I did something I barely ever do; I gave in. "Fine," I huffed, "let me meet him. Bring him in."

He smirked and nodded, obviously happy that he'd won. "Jasper!" he yelled at the door.

I heard the door open and a beautiful, honeysweet voice with a slight—though very sexy—Texan accent say, "Okay, let me meet my punishment."

I swung around, flicking my dark brown hair over my right shoulder in the process and stood glaring at the most handsome guy I had ever seen.

As I stared into his ice-blue eyes, I just caught the, "wow" he whispered as he looked at me. Wow is right, I thought. Maybe it wouldn't have been so bad to be stuck with him for three weeks, but being the difficult bitch that I am, I hated him straight away for the fact that it was his fault that I would never be alone at this school.

Watching his eyes slit and his mouth turn up in a scowl, it was clear to me that he felt the exact same way.

Yeah, I was right. Today was going to be shit.

So what do you think guys? How'd ya like the first meeting?
Don't worry, the next chapter will be back in Jasper's POV and we'll get to know what was going through his head in all of this. Should be fun to write, hopefully the same to read.
Don't forget to review, I need them.
Love you all.
-Alarni. xx. Ilyy.