"Rise and shine, beautiful!" I groaned loudly, turning away from the loud voice invading my peaceful sleep. "C'mon, Amber! It's your first day of school. I even made breakfast," Tammy said. I sniffed slightly, and indeed, she had made breakfast. Smelled like pancakes.

"Mmm," I groaned, turning my head in her direction. "What kind?"

"Chocolate chip, your favorite," Tammy said, knowing she had succeeded. Damn her and her cleverness, I thought. She might have won this one, but there were many more days to come!

"Alright, alright. I'll get up," I muttered, sitting up and yawned. I threw off the blanket that Aunt Tammy must have put over me last night and swung out of bed. After rummaging through some boxes, I had found an acceptable first day outfit. Jeans and a plain t-shirt. Nothing to attention grabbing. I knew I was going to get plenty attention today so might as well not make it any worse with some crazy outfit. I slipped on my favorite, comfortable yet slightly soggy sneakers and let the smell of the pancakes drive my still half asleep body downstairs. Already I noticed that the furniture didn't look like it did last night. I must have been really tired not to hear her move that couch around. I peered into the kitchen and smiled. Tammy had already set the plates down filled with pancakes and two glasses of orange juice. I sat down, buttered my pancakes, and then lathered them with syrup. With a content sigh, I dug in. This was the best way to start the first day of my new life. After finishing up and cleaning off my plate in the sink, I grabbed my car keys, book bag, and headed for the door.

"Have a good first day!" Tammy called to me.

"I'll try," I called back, and opened the door. "Ugh." I grabbed my jacket quickly and threw it on, jogging to my car through the down pouring rain. My car wasn't anything special. Just a four door something or other that was black and worked. That was all that mattered. Oh, that and it had a working radio. I started it up and drove the small distance to Forks High School. Thankfully, I was one of the first people there so I didn't have to deal with the awkward stares just yet. I turned off my car, pocketed my keys, and hopped out of my car, carrying my book bag. I jogged into the main office, glad my jacket wasn't completely soaked yet. Yet being the keyword. I walked up to the front desk with a nervous smile. The lady at the desk smiled back sweetly. Going by the name plate, her name was Ms. Hope. She wasn't a very big woman and had her gray hair pulled up in a tight bun to her head.

"You must be Amber," she said, looking me over. I nodded and she started to dig into some papers on her desk. "Welcome to Forks High School, Ms. Sanders. I hope you enjoy your first day," she said, handing me my schedual and a small map of the school.

"Thank you," I said back politely. I made my way back to the parking lot, noticing more cars had appeared. I glanced down at my schedule and then at my map. "English.. English," I moved my finger over the map, until I found it. "Aha! English," I cheered quietly and quickly walked the way there, trying not to make eye contact with the strange stares. I stepped into the classroom to see I was the first one there.

"You must be our newest student, Amber," said the man walking towards me. He reminded me of my 9th grade teacher. He was tall with greyish white hair, but didn't look a day over 30.

"That would be me," I said, smiling to the man.

"We're supposed to have a test today on Macbeth, but if you'd like you could either just sit there and be bored, or you could give it a shot?" he asked, a brow rising slightly. I had a feeling I was going to get along with this man.

"Sure, I'll give it a try. Got nothing better to do."

"Alright, well, here you go, and you can sit wherever you like," he stated, handing me a piece of paper with a grin. I thanked him and quickly claimed the seat in the back of the classroom on the door's side. After rummaging through my book bag, I found one of my mechanical pencils and started on the test. I had already read Macbeth before I switched schools so I figured it shouldn't be too difficult. As more and more people entered the room, I could feel some of the stares of my new classmates. I ignored them and kept on working. I heard some groan as they were handed the test and grinned. That class went by pretty smoothly, and it seemed no Cullens were there. I hope they're here, I thought. I sighed and looked down at my schedule. History. After finding the room on the map I started through the halls to the next class.

"Hey!" I heard someone call. I didn't know if it was for me, but it's just one of those things you have to stop and look. A girl slightly shorter than me, with short, edgey blonde hair was walking straight towards me with a wide smile. I stopped and frowned a little before she halted in front of me. "You're that new girl, Amber, right?" I nodded, starting to get sick of that question. "Well, what class do you have?"

"History," I stated.

"Sweet! Me too. I'll show you the way," she said and started off again. I followed after her, slightly cocking a brow. "Have you enjoyed your day so far? Did anyone give you a hard time?"

"No. No one besides you and my teachers have talked to me."

"Oh, good. If they do, just let me know. I'll take care of them," she said, entering the room I assumed to be the History room. "My name's Becky, by the way."

"It's nice to meet you, Becky," I said with a grin. She seemed pretty cool so far and I definitely wanted to get to know her more. She only smiled back and plopped down in a seat in the middle of the class. I crinkled my nose a little at her choice of seating, but sat down next to her anyways. The teacher came up and handed me a book and welcomed me to Forks. I glanced around as the class got started, trying to spot one of the Cullens. I frowned when my search had come up unsuccessful. Maybe they weren't here. History had always been a simple enough class for me, but I always found it so boring. The teacher wasn't helping any either. After the bell rang, Becky and I departed as I made my way Math. I was disappointed again to see none of them were in that class either. I was ready to give up, but there was one place left. The lunch room. If they were here then they'd be there. Cramming my new math book into my book bag, I raced to the Lunch room, hoping they'd be there. I jumped in line, frowning slightly at the food. Sloppy joes and french fries. The fries didn't look too bad. The sloppy joes on the other hand looked disgusting. I waited in line behind a guy with short black hair, who looked like he wanted to talk to me, but something stopped him from it. Suddenly feeling very anxious, I fidgeted around, impatient to get through the line. Once through, I saw Becky waving me over to where she sat. I smiled and sat down at her table, glancing at the people sitting with her.

"Hey, Amber! This is Derek," she said, indicating to the black haired boy who was in front of me before. "Alleysia." She indicated to a girl with long, brownish blonde hair and glasses. "Troy." He was short, with curly blackish brown hair and glasses. "Staci." She was short too, with black and red hair that was obviously dyed by her brown roots coming in. "And, Brandon." The last boy was taller, with a lip piercing and had blue hair. He had to be my personal favorite so far.

"Hey, I'm Amber," I said, smiling nicely to them, even though I know everyone knows that. They all rambled out some sort of greeting and went on eating their food.

"Have you been enjoying your day so far?" Derek asked, munching on a fry.

"Yeah, I have. Everyone has been pretty nice so far. Classes have been kind of dull, but then that's school." They all laughed and nodded in agreeance. I picked at my fries, eating them slowly. I guess they weren't as good as they looked.

"Man, what's up with Cullen?" Brandon asked, looking over across the room. My heart skipped a beat as my head snapped up and immediately followed his gaze. I had forgotten to look, but there they were. All five of them, with their milky white skin that rivaled my own pale skin. I looked over them, there names ringing in my head with my mother's voice, until I found him. His onyx black eyes pierced through me with confusion and anger that seemed almost borderline murderous intent. Well, this is going better than I thought. I didn't know if he would recognize me or even if I would make it through my first day. Then again, I remembered, the day isn't over yet. I grinned to myself, praying I had a class with him. Of course, the others were staring at me too, but their emotions weren't half as strong as Edward's. With all the emotions running through the room, I felt no shame in letting the feeling of satisfaction come over me. Step one of my plan was already successful. He was thinking about my mother, and obviously he wasn't happy.

"Do you know them or something, Amber?" Alleysia asked, noticing how quick I reacted. I made sure to keep my facial expressions well guarded so the Cullens wouldn't know what I was up to.

"Oh, no, I had just heard someone mention them earlier," I explained. She seemed to understand, and it wasn't hard to tell why.

"Well, they seem to know you," Staci said, frowning. I glanced over at them again, seeing that some of them were looking away now, but Edward's gaze remained fixed on me. I shrugged and looked away.

"No idea. I don't know any of them," I said, going back to my fries. Good, let him stare. I hoped he remembered all he put my mother through.

"Hmm, well if they give you any trouble, just let me know," Becky said, glaring over at them. After I had finished my fries and chocolate milk off, I took my tray up. I turned around only to be greeted by two, curious topaz eyes. Alice was smaller than me, and just as pixie like as Mom described her as. I clenched my jaw and couldn't help but let a small bubble of anger form in my chest. I hated being this close to her, but I was going to have to get used to it. Quickly, the curiosity in her eyes turned to confusion. I just stepped around her, mentally shaking myself to get back in order. I grabbed my books just as the bell rang.

"What class do you have?" Becky asked, coming up next to me. I glanced at my schedule.

"Uh, Biology," I said.

"Urg, thwarted again!" she said, shaking her fist. I giggled and shook my head.

"I have that. If you want, I could show you the way?" Brandon said.

"Sure," I said, smiling. He nodded and grinned, leading the way. He was fairly quiet, but that was okay. It was a comfortable silence.

"We kind of have lab partners already assigned.. so.. well," he said, awkwardly. I looked around as we entered the room and knew exactly what he meant. How fitting, I thought, chuckling to myself. The only seat free was right next to Edward.

"Oh, that's alright," I said, biting my bottom lip a little to stop the evil grin from forming on my face.

"Are you sure? I could talk to the teacher if you want."

"Nah, that's okay. I'm sure whatever he has against me is all a big misunderstanding," I said, smiling up at him. It was cute to know he was genuinely concerned about me already. I sat down, acting oblivious to the death stare I was getting. I glanced over to see he was clenching his fists tightly. It was just like Mom's first meeting with him, except the look in his eyes was for a different reason. As the teacher walked around, handing out sheets of paper, I realized that we'd have to work together. I groaned inwardly. I didn't even have a game plan yet, and I had to deal with the pissed off vampire who probably would rather erase me from existence than be my partner. The teacher handed me a book and two sheets of paper, one of which I handed to Edward. He took it stiffly, keeping as much space in between us as possible. I laughed to myself. And I was the one afraid to deal with him first. Looks like he's the bigger scaredy cat. I turned to him and offered the friendliest smile I could manage. Being this close to him made it so hard not to give him a piece of my mind right then, but I made sure to refrain. I was going to make this revenge sweet. I could easily see why my mother fell so deep in love with him like she did, but I wasn't here to admire.

"Hi, my name's Amber," I said, nervously. If I was going to get him to trust me, then I would have to act nice and like I knew nothing. I was pretty good at things like that. When all he did was clench his jaw more, I let my smile falter a little. "What's your name?"

"Edward Cullen," he said, quickly.

"Oh, I like that name," I said. Actually, I hated that name with such a deep passion that I refused to date the boy who liked me a few years ago named Edward. He didn't say anything but looked down at the paper that I was sure he probably already knew the words to. I glanced down and read the paper. I remembered doing this lab before, where they cut out an e from a newspaper and redrew it on the piece of paper. I always hated this lab. It took up so much time and was pointless, in my opinion. But, whatever. What the state says goes.

"Do you want to get the microscope and stuff while I get the slides?" He didn't answer me but only got up stiffly and went to the cupboards with the microscopes. I sighed. If it was this easy so far, then I'll have no problem. I walked to where everyone was gathered around a container of glass slides. I reached in and grabbed one, trying not to drop it with everyone pushing each other. By the time I had gotten back to my seat, Edward had the microscope all set up. I smiled to him, but he refused to look at me now. I slid the slide under the microscope and tinkered with the magnification until I was able to see the 'e' clearly. I stared at it, memorizing what it looked like so I didn't have to look at it again. When I pulled away, I started to scribble in the little circle on the page. Edward didn't even bother and just put everything back. It was then that I noticed he had already drew it without looking. Well, someones being a baby, I thought. If I guessed right, I'd have the rest of the week without him. After all, that's what he did before, and by the look in his eyes he needed to hunt.

The rest of the class went by quietly. I could tell a couple of times he wanted to say something to me by the way he turned to me angrily, staring intently, but he never did. I was mentally trying to make a list of ways to annoy him. I could tell by now he couldn't read my mind or he would have acted a long time ago. All the better for me. The only two that could ruin my plans now were Jasper and Alice. Alice was guaranteed to be on the lookout for anything suspicious, and Jasper.. Well, I was good at masking my emotions, but I wasn't sure I could fool Jasper. That was okay. I'd take care of that issue when I got to it. When the bell rang, he was the first one gone. I guess my life had been spared for now.

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So, I personally think this chapter sucked. It was going to be a lot longer, but I didn't want to put too much in, but that's okay! Just means I have a head start on Chapter 3. : o

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