Caresse awoke to the sound of a beeping noise. She slapped her hand down on the alarm clock next to her bed and yawned. "First day of classes." She said with a smile as she ripped the blankets off of herself.

Caresse stood up and made her way over to her small dresser. She grabbed the outfit she had set out for herself and walked over to the bathroom. As she turned on the hot water she pulled her hair out of the hair tie. She ran her fingers through her long blonde hair as it rippled down her back. With a sigh Caresse stepped into the warm shower water and immediately relaxed as the water pounded against her bare back.

After she was finished with her shower and was all dressed, Caresse sauntered back into the bedroom. She noticed that the twin bed next to hers was untouched. She couldn't help but frown at the site of this. "I hope she comes before her classes start." Caresse said while slightly shaking her head. Then she walked over to her bed and grabbed her schedule. "Biology and then Gym." Caresse opened her eyes wide. "GYM! I thought I was done with that." She wailed. But her temper tantrum was cut short when her phone vibrated.

MOM: Ur class starts in 15. B there on time.

Caresse rolled her eyes and sighed. Leave it to her mother to try and be cool by sending a text message. Without replying Caresse grabbed her book bag and walked out of the front door.

"Dartmouth… Here I come!"

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Heather Pullman stood at the door of the Bio classroom. She was fifteen minutes early, and she was using this time to compose herself. This class would be the first time that she was around other people since the change. She sighed and slumped into the chair next to the classroom door. She rested her head in her hands. Heather allowed her dark brown hair to hang loosely around her head, creating a form of a barrier. Multiple times students passed her and stared.

"Look at her!"

"Is she already having a nervous breakdown?"

"But it's only the first day!"

The whispers of the other students filled Heather's head. Although they were whispering Heather could understand every word each girl and guy had said as they passed her. Around five minutes before the first bell would ring Heather stood up. She forced a smile and grabbed her books in one hand. She gracefully walked over to the heavy door and used her free arm to open it with ease.

"Hello my dear. Please have a seat." The round Bio teacher said as he waved his hand towards the empty desks.

Heather nodded and sat at a desk in the middle of the classroom. "Um… excuse me? Professor?" Heather asked in her sing-song voice.

The Professor turned around to look at her. "Why yes, my dear?" He asked, a wide smile plastered on his chubby face.

"Is it alright if I close the windows. I'm quiet cold." She said, adding in a shiver for effect. The breeze would just make it harder for her to block out the smells of her other classmates.

"Why of course." The Professor answered. "But the windows do stick sometimes. If you need any help, just call me over." With that the Professor turned his attention back to the black board.

Heather stifled a giggle as she closed all three windows with ease. There were definitely some benefit's from the change.

The professor turned around and was shocked to see Heather back in her seat with all of the windows closed successfully. But before he had time to question her, the bell rang. A horde of college student's entered the room. "Take a seat, take a seat." The professor called out.

Heather dropped her head as all of the students walked in. Her gold eyes and pale skin would probably attract unnecessary attention. Heather breathed a sigh of relief when no one decided to sit in the seat next to her. Heather pulled out her notebook and started doodling, her left hang clinging onto the edge of her desk. She figured that this would happen, but it was harder then she imagined. The aroma of all the girls and boys who sat in the small classroom was making her sick.

"Alright class. I am Professor Truman." The Professor said to the class. "I will be your Bio teacher. I have been teaching this class since I was 25, and we all know how long ago that was."

The sound of fake laughter filled the room. Heather would have joined them, but the rings of her angelic laughter would have caused all of the students to whip there heads around and stare at her.

After a quick introduction and attendance Professor Truman ordered the student's to pull out there books. "So we will start with page…" He started. But he was interrupted by the opening of the class room door.

A petite girl entered the room. There was a gasp from all of the guys as they saw her flawless face and dazzling smile. "Alice Cullen." She said.

"Pleasure Miss Cullen. Please take that seat right there."

Alice nodded and flitted over to the only open desk.

Heather smiled as Alice sat down next to her. "Heather Pullman." She said in a voice so quiet no average human could here.

Alice smiled, but she kept her gaze on the teacher. "Nice to finally meet you Heather." She said matching Heather's quiet tone. "Welcome to our world."


A/N: This is my first Fanfict. I think that it will be pretty good... don't forget that this is only the beginning! R&R