Author Notes: Hi ladies and gents, this is my very first fan fic so please be patient with me. I promise to update rapidly, because I know what it's like to check for updates like a mad person lol. In answer to some questions you may have, yes, as of now all characters are HUMAN but that will CHANGE. Look for twists and turns throughout. If you are an Edward lover be forewarned, he's not Prince Charming in this fic, more like the Prince of Darkness. But I assure he is very human, and very troubled. And finally, THANKS SO MUCH FOR READING.

Chapter 2- Basic Instinct

As we walked, Mike continued to chat and probe me about my life before Forks.

I mostly gave him the simplest answers I could think of.

He seemed nonplussed by this, and decided to change his strategy.

"So Bella, what are your interests? What are you into musically? He asks, as we walk towards my first period class.

Damn, he's got me. I love music, there's no way I can be tight-lipped about it.

So I concede, launching into my favorite bands, which songs I play over and over and all the concerts I'd attended back in Phoenix.

Mike simply listens intently and smiles and jokes occasionally at my obvious passion for music. Overall, he's seems like an okay guy, I think he'd make a good friend.

Unfortunately, he doesn't seem to have anything platonic on the brain.

As we make it to the door he turns to me with a smile,

"So Bella, I figured since you're the new girl and I'm your very experienced guide, I'd pick you up after each class and walk you to the next one on your schedule. How's that sound? He asks in a nonchalant tone but his eyes have a wistful look.

It sounds creepy, that's how it sounds.

"Um…okay Mike, sounds like a plan", I say before heading in to grab my seat.

I find an empty seat next to a frizzy haired, Brunette.

When she turns to me I note she has very large blue eyes and a baby doll face.

"Hi!" she says happily. "I'm Jessica, but everybody calls me Jess," she finishes with a smile and offers me her hand. "Bella Swan," I reply.

I return her smile as we shake hands. I can't help but think whatever she's on, I'd love some.

I can see it now, I would burst into the drug den and say, "I'll have what she's having!"

I smile at the ridiculous image and take all my books from my backpack. "So, you're Chief Swan's daughter! I've heard so much about you! Great, to finally meet you in person," she gushes.

I on the other hand, freeze as I process what she's just said.

Heard so much about me? What the hell was that! Who had been talking about me? Not Charlie, surely he wouldn't. But then I'm not so sure.

As I think back to the events of this morning and his very uncharacteristic behavior, it begins to seem more plausible. I sigh, "Yeah that's me, except I killed 24 people not 22," I joke.

She laughs, "I like you, you have a good sense of humor, some people here can be so snobby." She says in a bitter voice. I notice her eyes dart quickly across the room but the teacher begins before I can see to whom she's referring.

As we leave first period Jess asks if I'd like to sit with her at lunch, I quickly agree, glad to have one problem solved. She smiles and waves as we head towards our respective classes.

Then I feel someone beside me. It's Newton, I almost forgot he was stalking….I mean walking, me to my classes. As he's talking excitedly about his weekend plans, my eyes drift over to the lockers. And there I notice the most beautiful guy I've ever seen.

Forget those guys you see sprawled out across billboards with their asses hanging out of designer underwear. He would put them all to shame! I quickly notice I've stopped walking to ogle him and hear Mike clear his throat.

He looks partly amused, but mostly irritated. "I keep a camera in my locker if you'd like to snap a picture," he says sarcastically. I laugh a bit, "Nah, the picture wouldn't do him justice anyway", I reply with a smirk. Mike laughs, all previous irritation forgotten, as we head to my next class. Once there I grab a seat and my mind wanders back to that guy.

He had the prettiest copper colored hair; it was all in disarray, but somehow it managed to look good. He had a flawless face; his ivory skin looks smooth and soft. And he had the deepest shade of green eyes I'd ever seen. I sigh and bring my thoughts back to class.

Just then I hear the chair next to me being pulled back. I look over and, Crap! It's him.

He looks at me from underneath a long set of lashes, and then he speaks, "Anyone sitting here?" he asks in a beautiful, clear voice. "Um…yeah, you are." I reply with a shy smile.

He beams down at me. "Well, how fortunate for me then." He says, before taking his seat.

For some reason, I begin to blush furiously at his statement. He slides his chair closer to me and extends his hand "I'm Edward," he says. "Bella, it's a pleasure to meet you", I reply nervously. He flashes a crooked smile, "Believe me the pleasure is all mine, or at least it will be." He says in a soft voice. If it weren't for the desk I would've surely fainted. Now that Mike Newton is how you evoke a swoon!

All throughout class, Edward and I talk, having to resort to passing notes after Mr. Banner scolds us openly. He's 17, lives with his mom and younger sister, Alice. He likes to ride motorcycles on his free time, loves old 80's rock groups and plays guitar, although he admits he's not very good.

He asks about my life in Phoenix, I tell him all about Renee and Phil. We both laugh as I describe my mother and her exploits. I tell him about Charlie and my love of music.

By the time class is over, my hand is sore from all the writing. But man was it worth it;

I feel chemistry with Edward that I've never really felt with anyone else. He grabs my books for me and walks me out into the hall. Of course, here comes Mike, ruining a very good thing.

I expected Mike's sullen reaction but nobody was prepared for Edward's reaction. "What the hell is this?" he snaps. I'm at a loss for words. "Wha-what do you mean Edward?" I ask, confused as to what's happening. "Are you with Newton? How can that be, when you claim you just got here? Forget it; I don't have time for sluts!" He says venomously. Both Mike and I gasp and

I recoil at his last words. Mike on the other hand moves towards Edward with a look of pure hatred and disgust. Edward's eyes have darkened immensely and I suddenly feel very frightened for Mike.

"Mike, No!," I scream. "Please Mike let's just go, he isn't worth it!" I beg. Mike sees my upset state and his face softens a bit. He walks over and grabs my hand as we leave the scene.

I've never been so humiliated in all my life. I start blubbering and Mike wraps me in a bear hug. He starts trying to console me, saying that it's not my fault Edward's an asshole. I begin to feel a bit better, but I'm still a trifle shocked at what just happened.

I'd better stay far away from Edward, that much my instincts told me. I look over at my "Savior' and smile. I'd given Mike a hard time, but he was willing to defend me anyway.

He's a sweet guy; maybe he does deserve a chance. Once we get to lunch, I'm actually going to make a real effort to get to know him. He deserves that much.