Disclaimer- I do not own any of these character, they belong to Stephenie Meyer
The first week of school was slow and painful.
I mean, I was grateful that a lot of people seemed to want to know me, but this boy, he just hated me so much.
He didn't come right out and say it, he didn't say anything actually.
But it was his body language and the disgusted look on his face he would have when near me.
At first, I was really self conscience and pained.
But, then I became annoyed and angry at this stranger.
He didn't know me, what was his reason to hate someone he didn't know? Was I invading his space?
Well, sorry, Mister Cullen, didn't mean to get in the way.
But, all my thoughts would eventually just go back to me being sad that this beautiful creature didn't like me.
When I got home from school I sat on my bed and started my math homework.
I eventually got a headache looking at all these numbers and decided to go downstairs and take out something for Charlie's dinner.
My dad, Charlie has been really great.
Mostly keeps to himself, which is fine with me.
I'm not really one to talk it up a lot.
I put a package of chicken on the counter and went to search for some kind of seasoning to throw on it.
I found some garlic lemon seasoning and rolled the chicken around in it, put it in the fridge and went back upstairs.
I started thinking about the mysterious Cullen family again.
The kids at school had said they were all adopted, not all of them were biological siblings, so how did they all look so alike.
So pale and gorgeous.
Not one flaw, at all.
Every time I thought of Edward, the pale beautiful skin, the golden brown hair and the caramel eyes… I got an enormous amount of butterflies.
Great.
Feelings for someone I don't know, and better yet, someone who hates me.
A/N I know its not really great, but this is my first attempt to write something in a long time. Stick with me.. Still think I should continue??