Sorry for the short chapter. I already got yelled at by my sister who said it was too short and apologize. I was writing the chapter late at night which is why it was so short. Any who, I hope you enjoy this chapter and I promise that this chapter will be longer this time.

BPOV

The flight took forever. Okay, I might be exaggerating it a bit, but seriously, if you had to be on constant watch the whole time with senses on full alert for a whole plan ride then you would also feel as if it took an eternity. I sighed in relief as I felt the plane land. The door opened a few minutes later and I waited as everyone disembarked the plane. Once the plane was empty, I got up and grabbed my carry on which was really pretty much my whole luggage. I really didn't own any clothes suitable for life in Forks. I disembarked the plane and looked for Charlie. He was standing off to my left, a smile spread wide across his face. He was obviously happy to have me live with him for a chance. I walked over to him a smile also spread across my face. Sure, I might be using Charlie as a way to start anew but I really did miss my dad. I barely saw him or even visited since I tended to avoid crowded places and well airports were usually crowed so visiting Charlie rarely happened.

I stopped about a foot away from Charlie as I walked up to him. He reached over and rubbed my back. "Good to see you Bells," he said. I would have normally tensed and moved away from someone if they tried to touch me, but Charlie knew perfectly well that I didn't liked to be hugged and in all reality he wasn't the hugging type either, which worked for me and it also meant that I didn't have to be on full alert with Charlie.

Charlie didn't know about my dilemma. My parents had divorced when I was five and we didn't discover that I could turn into a cat until I was six. We didn't tell Charlie about it either because we, my mother and I, both thought that it wasn't necessary since we didn't see him much anyway and we thought that Charlie might become overprotective if he found out.

"Hi Dad. Good to see you. How have you been?" I asked.

"Good. You got all your bags?" he asked. He looked at the bag slung over my right shoulder questionably. He thought I would have more bags.

"Yes. This is everything." I pointed at my bag. "I don't have a lot of clothes suitable for weather in Forks. I might need to go shopping soon, but for now this is fine."

"Well, okay. I guess we should get going then." He walked to his cruiser, my father was the Chief of Police of Forks, and I followed. We both got in and he silently drove to his house, well I guess our house now since I would be living there. The drive was silent, not an uncomfortable silence. It was quite peaceful. Charlie and I weren't much talkers anyway so it suited us fine. After ten minutes of silence Charlie surprised me by talking.

"Bells, I know that you were probably thinking of buying a car as soon as you got here but I just wanted to let you know that I sort of got you a car already." He said nervously. I looked at him, shocked and a bit happy.

"Thanks Dad."

"Now it's not a new car or anything like that but it runs great and it was already checked by a mechanic so you shouldn't have any problems with it."

"Okay." I replied as Charlie finally pulled into the drive way, and sitting right there next to the cruiser was a big red truck. It was old but that didn't matter. The truck looked like it could survive any accident and possibly destroy a couple of cars along the way. "It's great Dad". Charlie blushed a bit and nodded in acknowledgement.

The rest of the evening passes quietly and quickly. I unpacked what little things I had and made dinner for the both of us. It was at this point that I discovered that Charlie wasn't much of a cook. There was no real food in the fridge other than some fish in the freezer and cans of beer and soda. I made a mental note to stop by the grocery store tomorrow after school. Night came and I soon found myself lying on my bed, staring up at my ceiling dreading the thought of what tomorrow would bring. All those bodies moving around in small packed hallways, increasing the chances of getting hugged…..No! I must be careful, be on full alert at all times. With that, I fell asleep.

I woke up to the sound of my alarm going off. I reached over and shut it off. I groaned. It was time to go to school. Just great. I got up, got my bag of toiletries and headed for the bathroom. After a quick relaxing shower, I was out and dressed in a pair of jeans, a blue blouse, a black sweater for the chilly day, and a pair of black flats. I simply left my hair down. I went back to my room, grabbed my backpack and headed off to my truck, but as a stepped outside I was disgusted to find that it was drizzling. I hated water. Showers were fine because I took them really quick, but rain and pools and such, I hated with a passion. I had unfortunately inherited some cat characteristics and dislike for water was one of them. I didn't love or eat fish though but I also inherited the ability to purr when I was happy or content and the ability to growl and hiss. I went back inside and grabbed a red umbrella, opened it and headed towards my truck.

The drive to school wasn't that bad. I didn't get lost which was a good thing, well maybe the fact that there were signs to the only high school in town might have helped a bit. As I pulled into the parking lot, I noticed that people were most definitely staring, either they didn't get too many new students or it was my truck. It was pretty loud. I parked next to the shiny silver Volvo, it probably wasn't the wisest thing to do, my truck could demolish it, but it was the only available spot. I got out, umbrella in hand, and quickly made my way to the office, ignoring all the stares and whispers as I walked.

I walked up to the desk where an older woman with graying hair sat. She looked up as I approached. (AN: I can't remember her name so…just insert her name when you read this part.)

"What can I help you with?" She said.

"I'm Isabella Swan. I came here to pick up my schedule. I'm new here." I told her. Recognition flashed in her face as she heard my name.

'Ah. We've been expecting you." She began to dig around her desk for my schedule. Once she found it she pulled it out and handed it to me. "Here you go dear. And this is a map of the school and I need your teachers to sign this and bring this back to me at the end of the day.'

I smiled back, "Thank you." I grabbed the papers and quickly left the office. As I left the office I opened my umbrella and made way to my first class.

The rest of my morning was uneventful. Classes were boring and teachers made me introduce myself in every class. I mean this is high school! Not elementary school, I think we were past classroom introductions by now, but sadly that didn't seem to be the case. I made no friends, well that's a lie. I liked this girl named Angela. She was pretty nice and sweet and it seemed that we had the same type of personality. Other than that, I talked to no one, even though people were talking to me, especially the guys! I almost died when a blonde haired boy named Mike walked up to me and started asking me questions. He seemed like the type to all of a sudden hug you or place his arm over your shoulder. I took a step back when he got too close to me, but even that didn't seem to stop him. I quickly made up and an excuse and walked away. My heart was racing as I left him standing there with his mouth hanging open. He wasn't the only guy that approached me. Several others did too and the same thing happened over and over again, I quickly walked away. Unfortunately it seemed that I has giving off the wrong impression. Normally one would get the hint that I had a "phobia" to men, these guys seemed to think that I was merely playing hard to get. They just didn't seem to get the hint. The hallways were also a nightmare. So many people crammed together in such a tiny hall, my guard was up and in maximum alert at this point.

Lunch finally came and I found myself sitting at Angela's table, which sadly included those guys that kept trying to ask me out. I had only bought an apple for lunch and when I had finished that I found myself looking around the cafeteria as a way to entertain myself, that's when I saw them. At a table, right next to the wall to the left of me, sat the most beautiful people I have ever seen. There were three boys and two girls.

"Those are the Cullens if you want to know." I looked away from the godlike creatures and turned my head towards the source of the voice, it was Jessica, an annoying gossip-loving girl in my Spanish class. "The blondes are Rosalie and Jasper Hale, twins of course. The girl with the black pixie cut is Alice. The muscular guy is Emmett and the one with the bronze hair is Edward." She continued on. I turned back to the Cullen table. They were all looking in different direction and yet seemed that they were communicating with one another. One would nod or smile at something as if they had spoken out loud. "They are all together you know. Alice and Jasper. Rosalie and Emmett. The only one left out is Edward, but he doesn't date." She said, snidely. It would seem that someone had tried and failed miserably to go out with Edward.

I smiled a bit, turning my head to the side so that she wouldn't see it. My gaze returned to the Cullen table. They were sitting there still staring in different directions, their food untouched. All of a sudden, Edward turned and looked at me, his expression changing from one of curiosity to anger and frustration. It seemed that he was trying to figure something. There was something strange about him and his family. They were too pale, they didn't eat, and they seemed to communicate without words. We stared at each other for another few minutes, determined to figure out something from one another, but unfortunately, the bell rang signaling the end of lunch. He stood up, walking towards the doors, and exited the room.

"Bella," Angela came up to me and shook me a bit, "it's time for your next class." She said, smiling kindly at me. I nodded and silently stood up and followed her out of the lunch room. It was time for biology class.