Author's Note: Listen to Payphone by Maroon 5 when you read this! At the end of the series, I will add the chapters about Bella get bitten etc. I don't own Twilight, Stephanie Meyer does.

Chapter Three: They Don't Recognise Me.

- Two years later.-

I pulled at the tan sweater I was wearing, determined for it to hang just right on my light wash jeans. It was my 'first' day at Forks High School and I wanted to make the right impression. All the friends I had as a human had graduated and moved to different universities and I had a chance to start again. Charlie moved in with Sue Clearwater at La Push so there is no chance I'll be passing him by especially since he's living on wolf territory. I was almost certain the Cullens had moved to Alaska to stay with the Denali's so I wouldn't have to face the people I loved with my entire heart, specifically him. I couldn't even think his name without my heart aching, without my eyes pricking with unsheddable tears. He'd never want you like this Bella, forever frozen. Never moving forward.

I ran a brush through my rich mahogany curls to distract myself from thinking about him. I gave myself one last long in the mirror, I still couldn't believe it was me. I wonder if they'd recognise me if they ever saw me again? I flitted downstairs, grabbing my car keys in the process. I decided on taking my black Volvo, it ran smoothly and I loved the speed it did, unfortunately it reminded me of him too much to be considered healthy but I didn't care. I wanted to remember them and him and the love we had. I locked up the spacious house I was living in and skipped over to the garage which held my baby. I stroked the hood of it lovingly and hopped in, relishing the purr it made when I revved the engine.

I sped down the carriageway and around a few corners until I turned the bend to Forks High School. I slowed down and scanned the parking lot with my eyes, searching for familiar cars. A Chevy, Thunderbolt, Cobra, Volvo. My frozen heart lurched into my mouth. Was it them? What if it was? Would they recognise me? Calm down Bella. There's lots of Volvo's around here, it won't be them. Just relax. I calmed myself down as I parked into a vacant lot, a few spaces away from the silver Volvo that reminded me so much of him. I shook my head. It can't be him and it won't be him! I took an deep, unnecessary breath and stepped out of the car.

I looked around the student parking lot, looking for anyone I knew. Several unfamiliar heads were turned towards me, their mouths gaping open at my appearance and the ride I had just locked up. I raised my perfect eyebrow at their expressions which they quickly snapped out of when they realised I was looking. I gave them a dazzling smile and walked gracefully towards the main office to collect my papers as I did on my first day. The woman at the reception was a lot younger than Mrs Cope had been but she was wearing awful clothes that clashed dreadfully with her ginger perm, I repressed a shudder and coughed to get her attention. She finished signing a paper and looked up, slightly shocked by my inhuman beauty.

"Hello. I'm the new girl, Bella Masen. I've come to collect my schedule." I told the woman, giving her a polite smile that put many people at ease.

"Ah yes." She murmured as she rooted through a stack of papers. She pulled several sheets out and showed me the best route to each class even though I knew this school like the back of my hand.

"Have a good day at Forks High." She spoke as I walked out into the corridor. I turned around and gave her a small smile. As if I'd ever have a good day at Forks High.. I leant against the lockers, trying to escape the watchful eyes of passing students, everytime a student walked past their strong scent hit me like a wrecking ball but I had unbelievable self control and learnt to ignore my natural reactions. Burning sensation in my throat, hollow aching in my stomach, tight knotting of my muscles and venom pooling in my mouth. It was something I could control.

"Hey, I'm Michael! I was just wondering whether you needed help finding your next lesson?" An eager boy asked, his eyes filled with hope. This boy reminded me so much of Mike Newton, clingy like a lost puppy. But on my first day, Mike was the only person that had been considerate towards me and I needed to keep up the appearance of the new girl so I politely accepted.

"Sure. I've got Trigonometry in Room 16 first." I told him, hoping that Mr Varner still wasn't teaching. He always wanted the new student to introduce themselves in front of the class and I hated unwanted attention.

"I've got that too!" The enthusiasm in his voice didn't go unnoticed and I rolled my topaz eyes at his overeagerness. I walked briskly to my lesson, ignoring the stares and lusting looks I got off boys. My heart would always belong to Edward no matter how persistent they were. Mike walked in the classroom, everyone was already seated and their eyes glued onto me apart from 2 students. A big burly one and one with gorgeous blonde hair.. This can't be happening. I must be hallucinating. It's not them, it can't be. They left for Alaska. My feet seemed to have froze to the vinyl floor because I couldn't move. If they looked up, would they recognise me? I doubt it. Just relax Bella, there's no reason why you should be so stressed. I realised I'd been holding my breath and I quickly exhaled in a rush as I walked up to the middle age teacher to get my slip signed. Please don't introduce me. Please don't introduce me.

"Now class, this is a new student, Bella Masen. Make her feel at home, please." Damn him to the fiery pits of Hades. As soon as he said my name, the two 2 students heads snapped up and locked eyes on mine. Their eyes and faces confirmed my worst fears. It was Rosalie and Emmett. I gave them a weak smile and walked gracefully over to the table behind them, trying to ignore their gazes. The teacher started to drone on about triangles and the relationships between their sides, I rolled my eyes and sat back in my chair, knowing that this teacher wouldn't ask the new girl any of the questions. I saw Emmett peeking at me from the corner of his eye and I smiled at him. They have no idea who I am. Rosalie made it more obvious that she was looking at me, her chair was turned in my direction and her head inclined to the side. I kept my eyes locked on the teacher for the rest of the lesson, trying to avoid Rosalie's eyes scrutinizing me.

"Do you want to sit at our table at lunch?" Emmett whispered, his lips barely moving. I glanced at him to check he was asking me, his eyes were directed behind him. I nodded once and looked at Rosalie for approval, she signalled a yes with her head. The bell rang loudly and I swiftly stood from my seat.

I was extremeley anxious about seeing the other Cullens especially Edward- my life, my world. Would he recognise me? How was his life after he left? Does he have a new fiancee? I clenched my fists with envy, hating the fact I could of been replaced. Emmett and Rosalie rose fluidly and the three of us flew out of the classroom towards the canteen. I took a deep breath before Emmett opened the doors, I can do this. I can do this. I was on the edge, every sound making me jump. The nerves were getting to me and I was shaking. Would they recognise me? Would they be different? The canteen doors swung open and the whole canteen population turned to stare in our direction, I hid behind Emmett's large build as we walked elegantly to the table the Cullens sat.

It was still the same table that I remember so well. My former best friend Alice was staring dejectedly out of the window, her small hand holding up her head, Jasper was staring intently at her, registering her emotions and sending waves of calm towards her. I muttered to Emmett about getting 'lunch' and I skipped towards the lunch line. I couldn't look at him, I didn't want to see how pained he was, knowing I caused that. He didn't deserve any pain, he was a selfless person, always others before himself and I'd ruined my angel. I quickly paid for my prop food and took my change.

Her name is Bella Masen. Yes, Masen as in Edward's human last name. It's so strange, she looks at us as if she knows everything about us. Rosalie's musical voice whispered, too high or quiet for humans to hear, yet I understood every word.

It's not her. Bella died remember? Edward's voice was bland, monotone. Dead. His once velvet smooth voice was rough and dull. The hole in my heart ripped open, knowing I'd made him like that. The pain felt almost unbearable. I wanted to do nothing more that run up to him, kiss his lips, tell him I was sorry and marry him. The way it was supposed to happen. I shook my head knowing it never would.

You haven't seen Edward. She looks exactly like her. When we saw her, it was as if the proper Bella was with us. Emmett explained. I couldn't stand here much longer so I strolled gracefully over to the Cullen table, taking deep breaths and trying to keep my emotions under control.