A/N: I don't own anything from Twilight; characters, places, etc. All credit of characters, places, etc. from Twilight goes to Stephenie Meyer. I own all of the original characters though.

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(Rated M, just to always be on the safe side, no matter what I write.)

Chapter 3 – New People & Maybe New Friends

It is right after lunch and I have met a few people so far. I met Eric in my first class and he seems pretty nice, maybe a little weird, but nice. He told me that at lunch he wanted me to sit with him and his friends so that he could introduce me to some people. I agreed. At lunch, I met Jessica and Mike who are dating, Angela and Ben who are dating, and Tyler. They all seem pretty nice, especially Angela. She was very sweet. She told me that we could study together so that she could help me improve my GPA since we have just about every class together so far. After lunch she gave me her number so we can hook up sometime this weekend and do homework and hang out.

I am walking into yet another new class and I have to introduce myself, yet again. As I do, I see Angela sitting down in a desk, smiling at me. I'm so relieved that she is in most of my classes. I introduce myself and go sit in the only empty desk in the room.

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It is the end of the day and I'm walking to the main office. I see Mrs. Cope at her desk and she smiles when she looks up at me.

"Hello dear. How was your first day?" Mrs. Cope says, walking over to me.

"Hi. It was fine, thank you." I say, handing her the slip that all of my teachers signed, with a smile. Then I turn and leave the office, giving her a wave behind me.

I walk out of the doors that lead to the student lot and see some of the people that I met today. Some wave and smile, some just look like ass holes.

When I get to my car I get in, start it, and drive away from the school. I am excited to get into my room so that I can listen to music, read a book, and do my homework before I go to sleep. I love being in my own little world.

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It has been about a week since my mom and I moved to Forks. It's Saturday morning and Angela is suppose to be coming over around 4 p.m. to study and hang out. I get up from my bed and quickly get dressed, brush and throw up my hair, brush my teeth, and make sure I have no bruises showing. The bruises are pretty easy now though because they have mostly faded away.

I decide quickly that I want to drive around and see what this place is all about. It is eight in the morning, so I have quite a while until Angela comes over. As I walk through the peaceful house I feel excitement course through me. Mom is still sleeping so I write her a note and leave it under a magnet on the fridge. She will call my cell phone if she needs me. I changed my number and so did she, so that nobody can find us and tell Jake where we are. I am so happy to be far away from him.

Walking out the door, it is pretty nice outside, so I take off my jacket and put it over my arm. Getting into the car, I throw it into the backseat for the just in case, start the car, and back out of my driveway.

After driving for about 15 minutes and not really finding too much except for a diner, I come into a town called La Push. Interesting name but it looks like there's mostly woods around here. I probably won't find anything interesting. As I'm driving through this town, I come up on a beach named First Beach. I pull into a dirt lot and park my car. When I get out, I decide that I'll walk on the beach for a little while and have some self-reflection time.

After about an hour of walking I look up and see guys jumping into the ocean from a cliff. The ocean is freezing and I can't seem to figure out why anyone would want to be in it, topless at that, which these guys are. One of them looks down at me right before he jumps into the water. As I stand there watching in awe at the height they are jumping from, out of the corner of my eye I see the guy that looked at me coming out of the water about twenty feet away.

I can't take my eyes off of him. He has a washboard stomach, toned muscular arms and legs, beautiful brown eyes, and silky looking brown hair, and smooth very tan skin. I can see that his lips are moving, but for the life of me, I cannot concentrate on anything that he is saying. 'Focus Danielle! He may be saying something important!' my mind screams at me, shaking me from my daze. Now, he's just smiling and he stopped talking. 'CRAP! Now I don't know what he said and he may be looking for some sort of….. OMG he's gorgeous!'

"Can you hear me?" He asks with a chuckle, ripping me from my thoughts.

"H….hi. Yeah, I can hear you." I say, sounding like an idiot.

"I was saying that I have never seen you around before. You don't look like anyone who lives in La Push anyway. You're too pale. Are you visiting or something?" Mystery man asked with a smirk.

That was kind of insulting. I am tan. Maybe not as tan as him though, but I'm not Casper or anything!

"I don't live in La Push. This is actually my first time being here. I just moved to Forks a week ago. I'm Danielle." I say, holding out my hand. I hope he takes my hand because I really want to see if his skin is as smooth as it looks.

"Paul. Nice to meet you Danielle." He takes my hand in his.

'Holy shit! His hand is really hot. But so smooth.' I think. I feel this strange force pulling me toward him. It really creeps me out.

"Well, I better go. Don't want to keep you from your friends. Have a nice day Paul. Oh, it was nice to meet you too." I say, sounding like an idiot. Turning to walk away, I feel his warm touch on my shoulder and flinch away. I didn't flinch because he is too warm, I flinch because I'm so fucked up from Jake.

He holds his hands up to say that he didn't mean to scare me. "Sorry. I just wanted to ask if you wanted someone to walk with? They are going… ummm…. home and now I'm all alone."

"Alright, sure." I say, secretly cheering inside because this really cute guy wants to walk with me. The only other time a really cute guy wanted to hang out with me, it didn't end well. I'm going to have to watch out for myself this time.

We walk together and he keeps his distance. After about fifteen minutes of pleasant chit chat, we hear what sounded like a wolf howl. It doesn't make sense to me since it's during the day and I always think of wolves more as creatures that are out at night, but I ignore it.

"Hey, I have to get going. I forgot… I… have something to do." Paul says, almost stuttering through it. I don't know if I really believe him, but since I don't know him too well, I don't question it.

"Alright. Have a good day." I say with a wave while he starts jogging away.

He turns around and starts jogging backwards, saying something that sounds like, "Don't go in the woods by yourself." But I'm not sure if that's what it was. After another minute, I can barely see him anymore.

As I walk back to the dirt lot and to my car, I look at my cell phone. My mom called and I missed it. She will be so mad at me, but walking and talking with Paul was worth it. I'm not going to waste time calling her back since I'll be home soon anyway.