A/N: Sorry it took us so long to post this, been really busy and had a bit of writers block. Anyways, hope you like it! This chapter is in Jackie's P.O.V.

Disclaimer: Once again, we don't own these people cries slightly. However, Jackie, Zach, Andre, and Camille are mine...Apple glares...ours

The Cullens just stared at me. "Um...I'm Jackie Black," I noticed the cafeteria went silent and I was beginning to feel self-conscious. "I'm new here and my," I turned to look at my former table. The six stooges were huddled together talking rapidly. "Friends," I decided, "told me to come and talk to you, so...here I am." I finished stupidly. Idiot girl, I mentally slapped myself. Why would they talk to someone like you? These people were gorgeous I stood there like a complete moron, not knowing what to do. When I got home, I was going to have to kill myself for acting so brainless.

"Oh, please, have a seat!" the short girl with spiky-black hair giggled and patted an empty seat next to her. Did she seriously just ask me to sit with them? I sat down slowly, not wanting to start family rivalries. The cafeteria was filled with hushed whispers and gasps. "I'm Alice by the way." she continued. I smiled at her and studied everyone's perfect features. I noticed that they were all extremely pale and had beautiful topaz eyes.

"This is Jasper," a tall, blonde guy next to Alice smiled gently at me. "Rosalie, Emmett," a stunning blonde and a seriously buff dude were grinning so widely, it couldn't be healthy. "Bella, Edward," the gorgeous brunette was beaming at me, but it looked like she was about to burst into tears. The guy with bronze hair looked like he had seen a ghost. "Camille, Andre," a girl with curly red hair giggled and got up to hug me. The blonde boy raised his brow like he couldn't believe I was real. "And Zach." this boy had golden-brown hair which was casually messy under his brown baseball cap. He stared at me with bright green eyes similar to my own and all of a sudden, I heard a questioning voice in my head that was not my own. Jackie?

"Jackie," Bella whispered. The cafeteria was getting louder, but surprisingly, I could hear her perfectly. I tore my eyes away from Zach's and as soon as my eyes locked with hers, she mumbled an 'excuse me' and rushed out of the cafeteria. Edward followed slowly, shooting glances at me all the way.

"So, Jackie," Emmett smiled at me. "How are you liking your first day?"

"Aren't you hungry?" Jasper cut in as soon as I opened my mouth. I remembered that I dumped my tray before I sat here. Edward came back and whispered something to Alice. She smiled and excused herself.

"Jackie," His pale lips curved up to a heart-breaking crooked smile. "Who's your father?" he went serious on that.

"Uh-"

"Do you like to go shopping?" Camille cut in. Edward glared at her and the bell rang.

"Sorry, I've got to go, I can't be late." This was just too awkward. The way Edward asked the question, it was like me was willing me to remember something extremely important. "It was nice meeting you though!" I called over my shoulder. I rushed out of the cafeteria dodging the envious stares from the people around me.

"Wait!" someone called. Zach, Camille, and Andre ran after me. I smiled and slowed my steps so they could catch up with me.

"Hey, what's up?"

Camille walked up to me and started talking to me about the movie she wanted to see with me. I felt more at ease walking with them, talking freely. I found out that these three were juniors like me, and the older Cullens were seniors. Camille and Andre were part of a different family, but they were really close friends with the Cullens. I also learned that all the kids were adopted and Dr. and Mrs. Cullen were only 25 years old. Camille left reluctantly for gym and I continued walking with Andre and Zach.

"Watch out for Mr. Rudi," Andre was saying to me. "I heard that he hates children, gives out tons of homework, and will take any chance he gets to send you to the office." Retard, Zach's voice rang in my head.

"Shut up, Dre! If he hates children, then why is he a teacher who has 3 kids? Alice thinks Mr. Rudi is an excellent instructor; he may be a little strict, but...you're the only one who gets in trouble and there's no doubt you will this year. And the only reason why you think he gives a lot of homework is because you haven't done any homework in your entire existence!" Andre quickly glanced at me, and then gave Zach a warning look as he punched his arm.

When we got to the classroom, I handed a slip to Mr. Rudi, a short and stocky middle-aged man with brown hair all around his head. (There was hair everywhere, but the top of his head). I received a few cold stares as I sat in the back behind the boys.

When the class filed in, Mr. Rudi gazed pungently at the group of students. "Good afternoon, children." he said coolly. There were and mumblings of "thanks", "good afternoon", and "hey". His eyes narrowed as he saw that the kids were lounging around still lazing around like it was still summertime. "That is not how you respond to an adult. Now, Good Afternoon Students." he barked.

The class straightened up and turned their attention to Mr. Rudi. "Good Afternoon, Mr. Rudi!"

"Summertime is over, people! Welcome back to school. One rule I would like you to know before I hand out the work is, no one will slack off in my class. If you don't want to follow directions or do the work, you can take your lazy butt to the principal's office. Are we clear?" he looked directly at Andre when he said this. Andre yawned and stretched his hands in the air in front of me as he dropped a folded piece of paper on my desk. I saw Zach sigh and shake his head before turning around. I opened the note, and in small neat letters were:

Yeah, this is one loose knot. Watch this; it's going to be funny.

I looked at Andre questioningly and he gave me a wicked grin over his shoulder. He turned fully, so all I saw was his back.

"--and one more thing—is it me, or is it getting warmer in here?" the teens looked at each other confusedly while Mr. Rudi took off his grey suit jacket. "Are you kids sure? Whew! It's getting awfully toasty in here." He fanned himself with a folder as he started to perspire heavily.

"Stop it, Andre, this is getting too far." Zach whispered callously. In the front, Mr. Rudi was turning bright red. Suddenly, he dropped to the floor. A few girls screamed and ran for the nurse's office. I stood up in panic; this was not funny. Zach ran over to the man lying on the floor mumbling nonsense and put a hand to his forehead. The class had gotten loud with alarmed cries. "Jackie!" I barely heard Zach over someone screaming for the ambulance.

Jackie, you need to try to get Andre to stop. Rudi's head is burning up and if it gets too hot...hurry! This urgent voice sounded in my head. I looked to Zach who was staring intently at me. I looked to find Andre in his seat looking nonchalant with his feet on his table and his eyes were expressionless as he read his book.

"Andre, stop whatever it is you're doing." I said in a serene command. I leaned on the desk and reached out with my mind to erase from his, how he was hurting the man. He opened his mouth to protest when a voice screamed in my head, Jackie, he's loosing consciousness! "Stop. Now." Andre's eyes glazed over for a second and Mr. Rudi sat up abruptly yelling for the class to quiet down. Zach stood up, relieved and smiled at me.

"Ow. Ow. Ow. Massive headache." Andre whined, clutching his head." He looked around, surprised to find students talking anxiously amongst themselves, "What happened here?" he looked at Zach and his eyes widened. "Wasn't I going to-" Zach shook his head grimly. Andre turned in his seat, baffled about what happened. I smiled at Zach and his voice rang through my head again. Good job. He sat down and class began after Mr. Rudi assured the nurse he was fine.

As Mr. Rudi taught the lesson, I thought about how Zach was able to talk to me through his thoughts. I hesitated, and then thought, Hey, Zach? I waited for a few seconds, and when no reply came back, I felt like a complete moron for thinking that I could actually hear his voice in my head. It must have been my consciousness telling me to do what was right. I sighed and went back to taking notes when a familiar voice answered, You thought for me? I smiled, pleased that I was not only hearing voices.

Oh, hi. I was just wondering...how. How can we do this? I looked at Mr. Rudi as I thought this.

I saw Zach shift in his seat uncomfortably and replied a bit hesitantly ...I don't know...maybe its twin telepathy.

But I'm not your twin. There was silence after my comment and I thought about his suggestion. We were both juniors, had the exact same eye and hair color, and I seemed to remember him from somewhere.

Yeah... I finally heard from his head. The bell rang and the three of us walked outside. I looked at Zach awkwardly to find him looking sullenly at his shoes. I was unexpectedly hit with a truck force of a hug from Alice. She was jumping up and down, giggling. This girl was way too happy.

"Come over to our house!" she pleaded.

"Um, I can't...I have to...tell my dad, and he won't let me-"

"Oh don't worry, silly. I talked to your mom." That was scary. How did she get my number?

"...uh...okay, then." Alice squealed in delight and towed me to a shiny Volvo in the parking lot.