So wow, quite a few people have favorite/alerted this story already, so hopefully they'll like it. And because I forgot the put this on Chapter one…

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Twilight; it is the property of Stephanie Meyer

Chapter Two

It took me three tries to get my truck started in the morning; not to mention the fact that the key didn't want to work in the door lock, so by the time I actually opened the door; I was drenched from the rain pouring down. Starting the truck was like hearing an airplane take off. This thing was a monster. But by the time I got to school, I was grinning, because it was MY monster truck. It was clean on the inside, for which I was thankful of; also the antique radio worked: though as soon as I turned it on it had blasted an oldies station at me.

Finding the school was easy, but as I looked at it, my grin slowly faded. It was the smallest school I had ever seen. I parked in front of the first building, the office, and walked in. Bright light blinded my eyes which had been accustomed to the gloom outside, and my shoes squished as I walked down the ceramic floors to the front desk.

An older wrinkled red-haired woman was at the front desk. She smiled when she saw me. "So, you must be Edward Swan! Finally back from Phoenix, huh? I remember when you were about this big," she put her hand to about knee level. "You've sure grown up since then haven't you!"

I agreed uncomfortable, did she expect me to look the same as I did when I was 3? Still rambling, she opened a filing cabinet and started pulling out papers. "Here is your schedule and a map. We wouldn't want you to get lost now!" She laughed heartily, passing the papers to me.

"Err, thanks." I hurriedly left the office and fled to my truck. By the time I made it back to my truck, other students were arriving. Thankfully, most of the cars were more like mine than anything flashy that would have been at my Phoenix school. Glancing at my map and schedule, I tried to find out where my first class would be. I followed the line of traffic and parked in the student parking with the other kids.

Grimly, I opened my door, grabbing my bag. I kept my head in my hoodie, hoping that people would get the hint or at least not realize I was someone who they didn't know and try to strike up a conversation with me. As I saw a boy with bad acne and greasy hair walk towards me, I realized, wish denied.

"Hello," He stuck out his hand, which I reluctantly took. "You must be Edward Swan! I'm Eric."

"Uh, hi."

"What class do you have next?"

"Um, government, I think."

He grinned, "Then you're going the wrong way," he pointed to the left, "that's the building right there."

"Oh, uh, thanks. Talk to you later." I gave a small freaked out smile, and quickly walked towards the building he had directed me to. Please don't let him be gay, please don't let him be gay. Back in Phoenix, no guy would greet another guy like that unless they were gay. That would be just my luck, getting labeled gay on my first day. Not that I was homophobic or had a problem with gay people or anything, I just liked girls.

Speaking of girls… a curly brown hair girl with a mini skirt and way too much makeup on for a place it rained 24/7 bounced up to me as soon as I entered the room. "Hi! I'm Jessica, and you must be like, the new kid everyone's talking about, Edward Swan, right? It's, like, so cool that you're from Phoenix. Like, I though you'd have a tan, but you're, like, so pale, that's like so weird!" Instant turn-off. She was ok on the eyes but killer on the brain. All of those likes were like bombs going off in like my head, giving me like a massive like headache. Was she really that stupid or trying to be cool and failing miserably?

"Yeah, I'm uh, Edward."

"That's, like, such a cool name! We, like, have this class together. That's like so awesome! Maybe we'll, like, sit together."

"Uh," the teacher walking in saved me from replying. The usual, 'oh you must be the new student Edward Swan,' routine, then he handed me a book and sent me to my seat. Thankfully not next to the brunette girl, but a two-seater empty table. The rest of the morning went by fairly quickly, the hour before lunch I had gym.

Sure, I'm a guy, but I don't enjoy sports that much. They'd always been more Charlie's thing. Baseball was the only sport I really enjoyed. It turned out to be my lucky day. Baseball, I just hoped I didn't do something uncool in front of everyone.

Turns out the people in Forks aren't very good at baseball. I'd won the game for my team, scoring 5 out of 8 home runs while the other team only had 4. In the locker room, a cocky kid I'd noticed earlier who'd glared at me for stealing his glory patted me on the shoulder.

"Nice game, you must have been on the baseball team in Phoenix."

"Not really, I barely play." I admitted shrugging," I just like baseball." He got red in the face and turned away, leaving me confused until another guy confided and told me that Mike had been on the baseball team since he was 9. Lunch finally came and I was led to a table by Jessica, by Eric, Mike and a handful of other kids whose names I couldn't remember. I stared dumbly at my food, everyone quizzing me on Phoenix. "My mom was albino," I said, annoyed at being asked why I was so pale. Everyone stared blankly at me. "It was a joke, albino…" I trailed off staring at the door.

A group had just walked in. In front was a blonde beauty on the arm of a giant muscular guy, who looked like a serious weight-lifter. Behind them was a short pixie haired girl who was dancing across the room, pulling a honey blonde hair boy across the room. But what had made me catch my breath was the girl who walked in behind them.

She had dark brown hair, a body to die for. She was beautiful, breathtaking. I didn't know why she affected me so much more than the blonde girl. The blonde girl looked like a super-model. But this girl, looked real... a much more subtle beauty.

Another guy sitting at the table grinned, "Those are the Cullens. Think pretty thoughts while you can, because once you meet them, you'll understand why no one else is hanging out with them. They think that they're so much better than everyone. The giant is Emmett, the blonde is Rosalie. The guy who looks like he's in pain is Jasper, his girlfriend is Alice. And the other girl is Bella." I saw Bella glance over while rolling her eyes and looking at Tyler.

Jessica leaned forward, "Its really freaky. They're like brother and sister and they live together but they're dating too. Carlisle and Esme are their like adopted parents, but they're also like matchmakers. So they're not like, really related, but it's still like, freaky. "

I stared over at them; they were all adopted from different families but they were similar. They all super 'freaky' pale. And the girls were fuckin hot. I watched as Bella turned her head and caught my eyes. Slowly her eyes narrowed as I stared at her entranced. Jerking her head back, she leaned forward talking to her siblings urgently. I shook my head trying to clear it.

That was one girl that I wanted to get to know better.

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