A/N- I hope think that the rest of the story is a little more interesting but yeah. Please review I would love some critique on my writing, considering it's my first fan-fic!

Disclaimer- You may have guessed it, I'm not the wonderful Stephanie Meyer who own Twilight.

Chapter 2

Leaving out the very middle of the night, the rest of the morning went by just as it usually did. Edward was still there when I woke up, and we did our daily morning routine that ended in him driving me to school. Of course, he had to leave and then pretend to come back for Charlie to see him pick me up.

And today was supposed to be just like any other school day. Not that I really minded school much anymore, because Edward was there. But classes without him were dreadful. And today it was even worse, because they gave me no distraction against my thoughts of Jacob.

Second period was my first class without him. The whole time, I kept replaying the dream in my head: my happiness, the perfect bliss, which meant Jacob's anguish. I was overjoyed for just a moment when the bell rang, only to remember that I had another class without Edward, which just happened to be my own personal nightmare: gym.

With a sigh, I grabbed my bag of clothes from my locker and headed off toward gym. That's when I saw my friend Angela waving at me from across the hall. I gave her a friendly smile, but started to continue toward gym. We usually didn't talk in between classes, but she ran up to me anyway.

"Hey, Bella!" she beckoned as she trotted over to me.

"Hi Ang." I said half heartedly, even for a greeting. My mind was more or less focused on not being late to gym, even though I was usually one of the first people in the locker room. Seeming to notice the worry on my face, she started walking down the hall. Though we were walking at about half the pace I usually went, I might add.

"So, did you hear about the new girl yet?" She asked conversationally.

"New girl?" My mind was a little shocked to receive news I hadn't heard about from Angela. I thought Alice would have told me news like this, even if it was just small school news.

"Yeah she came all the way from Italy or something. She just moved here. And I mean, JUST moved here. Like, signed up for school two days ago or something."

"Huh, well that is weird…" The words drifted off due to my anticipation for gym. Angela noticed again, and her words were significantly faster than her last. She always was one of my more observant friends.

"Well, I'm telling you because I met her first period, and she seems really nice. She's in your gym class, so maybe you could try and talk to her. She doesn't have any friends here yet."

Ok, all I wanted now was to get to gym. "Yeah, sure. Sounds great. I have to go, see ya later!" I spun around just as I heard her say goodbye, and scurried off to gym class. Of course, I had made it into the locker room before the bell even rang. I changed and went out to face my doom of the day. I walked out to see someone I'd never seen before talking to the coach.

She stood there with a very casual stance, but her eyes told me she was very aware of her surroundings. She had very dark brown long hair, pulled back into a high ponytail. At this moment she was wearing the same as all of us, our gym uniforms, sweats and a t-shirt.

I walked up and stood behind her and the coach, waiting far enough behind so I couldn't hear what they were saying. When they were done talking, the coach walked back into his office. Strange. Didn't he need to tell us to do something? The girl turned around and her eyes focused on me. Her expression was puzzled for a moment, but suddenly lips moved upward to a friendly grin and she walked over to me. I decided since I had been the one standing here I should start the conversation.

"Um, hi." I said awkwardly.

"Hey," she said a little confidently, a wide grin covered her face.

"Yeah, so…" God, I hate talking to people I don't know, "you, you're new here right?" I said stuttering a bit. She let out a small chuckle.

"Yep, 'fraid so." Her large hazel eyes wandered a little around the gym.

"Well, welcome to Forks then!" Wow, that sounded stupid. She smiled tightly at me, almost as if she was trying to hold back laughter. It must've sounded stupid to her too. Well, I guess I should tell her my name now. "And uh, my name's Bella." I held out my hand. She took it politely.

"Bella, that's a really pretty name. It means beautiful in Italian ya know. So, I guess it's a good thing you're really pretty or people would probably make fun of you behind your back or something." She shrugged as she said the most likely true statement. I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks as the thought went through my mind.

She paused for a moment as if thinking about a joke to herself, and then suddenly began to laugh. "Ha, imagine if someone really ugly decided to call themselves Bella? Ha." I opened my mouth and hoped a laugh like sound came out to go along with it, but then I thought, what if she was trying to say I was ugly and to change my name?

I thought about this as I stared at the girl, and I noticed something I didn't before. Her hair had some large black highlights. Barely noticeable in her dark brown hair, I wondered why she even bothered putting them there. They were completely straight and came to a point at the end perfectly, so obviously done by someone...

"It's short for Isabella though, right?"

"Uh what? Oh, yeah." I said as I returned from my thoughts.

"Then I guess they could always go with another name, like, Izzie or something. Hey, that's a cute name. Mind if I call you Izzie?" I was surprised by the question, but thinking back to what she was saying about not being beautiful and calling yourself Bella, my mind kind of jumped on it.

"Um, sure?" I answered almost as if it were a question.

"Awesome. Oh, I'm Evey by the way."

"Well, it's really nice to meet you Evey." I gave her a reassuring smile to try and prove it.

"Thanks Iz!" She said in an appreciative voice. Wow. She already had a nickname for my nickname. Then, she suddenly looked down and became very shy, which seemed odd to me considering her nature seemed to be fairly outgoing. She didn't look up, but started to speak. "So um, I was won-" But she stopped talking midsentence and her head shot up, just before the coach blew his whistle. How did she know he was even out the office? The coach started coming toward the class as all our individual conversations started to break up.

"Alright, sorry about the delay guys, we'll get started now. Today we're starting a new unit, tennis." Ugh. A partner sport. "So, team up with someone and the go play another group." When he finished telling us our instructions, everyone quickly dispersed to find partners. Evey immediately turned straight to me.

"Is, is it ok if we're partners?" She asked with pleading eyes. Uh oh. She doesn't know how bad I am at sports. If she did, I'm sure she would take anybody but me.

"You don't want me to be your partner. I suck at all sports. A lot."

"Oh I don't care at all how you play! I'll just be happy to have a partner!" I looked at her, worried that I would probably injure her in some way with the ball or racket. Then I thought about my usual partner Mike, who probably would be glad to be rid of me for a day. He must have seen me talking with Evey and assumed us partners because I looked over to see that he had partnered up with Tyler. Well, there goes the only other living thing in the room willing to play with me.

"Ok, but don't say I didn't warn you." I mumbled as we walked over to get rackets.

"Alright, consider me warned. So," she picked up a racket and a ball, bounced the ball on the ground, hit it with the racket and caught it with ease; "who shall we go up against?"

"Um…" anyone here that's willing to play me, I thought to myself. Instead I just said"I don't know." Just then, Mike and Tyler were waving us over. Why on earth would they do that? Mike was finally free of me, at least until this girl found some friends with better hand-eye co-ordination. And yet, he wanted to play us.

"Hey, looks like they're calling us over." Evey pointed to Mike and Tyler.

"Um, yeah, I guess so." We walked over and met up with them.

"Hey Bella." Mike began.

"Hi Mike."

"So, who's your new friend?" He said while eying Evey. That's when I realized it, wow was I dumb. Even though I had given Evey a pretty good look, I had failed to notice how beautiful she was. Her big hazel eyes made most of this appearance, but she had other features to add to it. I'm pretty sure when Mike called us over hear though, he just had the thought of a hot girl in mind.

"Oh, this is Evey. She's new to school, this is her first day."

"Hi Evey. I'm Mike, and this is Tyler." He introduced.

"Cool. Glad to meet you guys." She sounded as if she truly was, and wasn't just saying it out of politeness. "Well, should we get playing?"

"Sure." Tyler agreed. "But we'll have to go pretty easy on ya, cause you know, you got Bella on your team there." I sighed hopelessly at myself. I wasn't even going to try to deny it. I completely agreed after all.

"Yeah well, hopefully you won't have to take it too easy." She glanced at me and winked. What did that mean? With that, we got to our positions, and started the game.

And man, what a game it was! Evey was amazing! She hit every single ball that she could get near, which was pretty much all of them with her speed.

Mike served first, and as promised, he went easy on us. I watched the ball fly slowing above the net, until Evey made contact with it and I saw it hit the ground in less than a second. Mike was shocked, as we all were, but just decided to serve it out of her range the next time. He hit it right to me, and I raised my racket up more as a defense than to actually use it. Surprisingly, it never made contact. Evey made it over to my side and wacked it right back over, gaining us another point. She never missed a hit, she had almost cat-like reflexes. This went on until we won the match, and the next one, and the next one. Which meant that everyone had had they're turn serving, everyone but me.

"Izzie you gotta do it! It's your turn! Anyway, it's fun!" Evey exclaimed, jumping back and forth excitedly. She had just done an enormous amount of physical activity, the kind that would put me in bed, and she couldn't wait for more!

"Maybe for you, person who can run across a court 50 times hitting a ball and not get tired! Not for someone who falls down all the time just from walking!"

"You fall down from walking?" She laughed. My face turned into a pout. Throughout the game, that outgoingness was coming out completely, and I think I preferred her to become shy again. "Anyway, just try it. You haven't even touched the ball, I bet you're not even as bad you think."

"Oh I don't think, I know." I muttered angrily.

"Bella, just serve the ball!" Tyler shouted. I winced, he sounded kind of angry. Probably since he was getting creamed by the new girl and the most uncoordinated girl in the school.

"Alight," I sighed in defeat. I held the ball out in my hand, and prepared my racket to hit it. I concentrated for a moment, threw the ball up in the air, and hit it with my racket.

Holy crow, I hit it! I watched it go over the net with a big smile on my face. I looked over to Evey, who was looking at me with a proud expression. All of a sudden that turned into shock as she quickly screamed "Izzielookou-" But I didn't hear the rest, all I felt was something hit my head, then darkness took over.

So you've met my character... Tee hee. I'll be udating daily or something for the first few chapters cause I've got quite a lot written already, so yeah. Thanks for reading this much already!!