I woke up to the sound of the alarm clock on my bedside table and the soft pattering of rain on the window. The sound of rain was so familiar, almost comforting. I stretched and sat up taking the covers off. It was a little chilly. I drew back the curtains to see constant grey cloud. I smiled, I guess I would never escape the rain. I shuffled to the wardrobe and pulled out the outfit I'd already decided on but added a plain, black, hooded jumper for warmth. I then made my way slowly to the bathroom, rubbing my eyes and yawning. I dressed and washed my face, then opened the mirrored bathroom cabinet to find some make-up. There were several bottles of different foundation, mascara's, eyeliner's. I'd never really used any of these products before. I just went for it.

I used a creamy mouse on my face, surprised at how easily it blended in, success for the first try. I then tried the eyeliner. I made a complete mess and had to wash it off twice! Eventually I decided it looked neat enough and applied mascara which was easy enough. I smiled at the mirror. Very normal looking.

I went downstairs to make some toast, I didn't think I could stomach much; the butterflies were growing inside me very quickly. School started at 9 and it was 8:30 I picked up the small map I had printed the previous evening, showing the way to the school. It would take 10 minutes tops. I finished my toast and left the house at 20 to, giving myself time to find the school office and get my timetable.

The route to school was very straightforward. I arrived at 8:50 and parked in the half full lot opposite the school buildings. It was a lot larger that Forks high school, but smaller than my school in Phoenix. There were a few people milling around but none of them noticed me. I walked to a small building that could be the office. Sure enough, when I was close enough to read the sign above the door, it read, School Office. I took a deep breath and opened the door. The room I had entered was fairly small. There were several doors around the room and a cabinet against the wall with all sorts of trophies and shields. In one corner was a large desk, behind which sat a women with large glasses who looked about 50. She was reading something, her eyes darting back and forth across the paper. She did not look up when I entered.

I walked up to the desk slowly and nervously. The women still did not acknowledge my being there. I decided to speak.

"Um, hi, I'm Isabella Swan I'm new, I just moved here from Forks." My voice rose at the end as if I was asking a question. The women looked up a little startled at first then she smiled warmly.

"Ah yes of course, I'm Mrs Greenwood, let me just get your timetable" she fumbled through a draw and pulled out several pieces of paper. She leaned forward and showed me the first piece of paper.

"This is your timetable, it's pretty self explanatory" Mrs Greenwood handed me the timetable and showed me the second piece of paper.

"This is a map of the school grounds, it shows the different buildings and rooms" she gestured to the numbers and shaped on the paper.

"From 9 until 9:15 is registration, this is your registration room" she pointed to one of the numbers on the paper then picked up her pen and circled it before giving it to me.

"Thanks" I said and smiled.

"No problem sweetie if you have any trouble come straight to me." Mrs Greenwood smiled. I nodded and then left the building.

Outside, the rain was very light. It was 5 to 9. I looked at the map Mrs Greenwood had given me. She had circled room 18. I worked out a route and then tried to follow the map, looking around to find the labelled buildings in real life. Eventually I found room 18. About 15 people were standing outside talking in different groups. I stood a little way from them. I did have to stand there awkwardly for long. When the first bell rang, the students filed walked into the room still chatting with one another. I followed slowly and shyly. No one had noticed me yet. The students had taken seats in the room. A few last minute stragglers hurried through the door on occasion and took their seats. I stayed stood at the front unsure of what to do. People were starting to notice me and excited and curious whispers started up.

When the teacher, a middle aged women with a slightly turned up nose, entered the whispers subsided.

"Good morning everyone I trust you had a good weekend" the teacher addressed the class briskly.

"Talk among yourselves for a moment" she told the students and then walked over to me.

"You must be Isabella Swan" I nodded "Nice to meet you I'm Mrs Elms I'll be your tutor for your time here, I'm here for registration and as a mentor if you need any help" I nodded.

"Everyone" Mrs Elms called for attention "This is Isabella Swan a new student who's just moved here from Forks. Make her feel welcome" She told the class then sent me to a seat near the back. People turned to look at me curiously, ugh I hated attention.

My seat was next to a girl with mid length light brown hair. She was quite pretty and slim and had several freckles dotted on her nose.

"Hi" she said in a friendly tone with a hint of nervousness

"Hi" I responded smiling.

"Ummm I'm Megan and… well I don't really know what to say so hi" I laughed.

"I'm Bella" she smiled.

"So you lived in Forks? I've never been there, what's it like"?

"Ugh rainy and green and, well, rainy" it was her turn to laugh.

"Why did you move, I heard your staying on your own?" I quickly made something up, I couldn't exactly tell her that my vampire boyfriend and his family had abandoned me, and then after finally finding a friend that made me feel so much better and having him abandon me too, felt so depressed that I moved away to forget it all.

"Well the town is miniscule, really it's tiny, there was nothing to do no opportunities I had to get out of there" I rambled hoping it was believable, heck I was hoping it made sense!

"I could have lived with my mom in Florida but I kinda just wanted to start being independent, they trust me, so they just let me go once I convinced them it would be good for me."

"Wow" Megan said, I crossed my fingers under the table "My parents would never in a million years let me live on my own so far away from them" I smiled and relaxed she had believed my on the spot story. Was I getting good at lying? It would certainly be useful.

"Lets see your schedule" Megan asked. I pulled it out my bag and gave it to her. She scanned it quickly

"Exactly the same as me most days" she grinned "you'll probably have a restraining order on me by the end of the day" she grinned. I was relieved at how easy it was to be normal and Megan seemed friendly. Just then the bell rang

"We've got English in block 3 c'mon I'll show you" I followed her our of room 18 and to block 3 room 4 for English.

Megan introduced me to the teachers throughout the day which was an enormous help to me. I was sat next to her in English and Geography and she introduced me to her friends. Lila, Stephanie, Chris and Theo. Lila and Theo were going out. Lila was very small and had a short bob of bright blond hair and light blue eyes. Steph was about my height with long dark hair that was pulled back in a pony tail today. Chris was average height with sweeping sandy hair and grey eyes. Theo was a little taller than Chris, he was tanned and had short dark hair. I was so relaxed here. No one knew much about me, which meant I could pretty much start from scratch. So already I had 5 new friends. This was going to be a breeze.

"Meg could you help me with the Spanish essay sometime I don't understand it at all" Lila was pleading while picking at her bagel.

"Sure, it's straightforward enough" Megan replied.

"So Bella, how you liking your first day here"? Chris asked and the others looked at me.

"It's nice, I haven't got lost, people are nice" I trailed off.

"Not all people" Steph contradicted me glaring over at 3 girls standing in the lunch queue

"You wanna stay away from them it's the best thing" Steph continued. I must have looked confused because Megan explained for me.

"They are… not the nicest people around, they're sort of the popular people round here, you know the type rich family, think they're better that everyone else."

"Yeah, bitchy slags" Lila summed up.

"Well…" Megan considered "yeah" she grinned.

"Sounds like something off mean girls" I mused, they all laughed.

"But they're much worse" Theo said darkly.

"That middle one there with the dark curly hair is Vanessa, she's their leader" Megan continued, I grinned, she made the girl seem like some evil mastermind. "She's rich because her dad owns a major company in town and she's so…ugh it's like people are under her spell or something. The little blond one is Alyssa, she's just a follower really, really two faced though so watch out. That tall strawberry blond one is Christine, she could weasel anything out of anyone she's a rumour spreader." I nodded still looking over at them.

"What's most annoying is there pet names though" Lila said looking disgusted.

"Nessa, Lissy and Chrissy." Megan, Lila and Steph imitated in high pitched voices and then pretended to giggle hysterically, the boys laughed but then they all looked serious again.

"But really, stay away" Steph finished with one last glare at 'Nessa, Lissy and Chrissy'.

In Math I sat next to a guy called Jason, he was nice enough, a bit of a show off. He walked me to my next class which was history. This was one of the few lessons I had without anyone I new. Jason was in the room next door. I walked into the class and had the usual 'Hi I'm Bella' introduction with the teacher who would then send me to a seat. On the way to my seat, my toe caught on one of the desks and I tripped nearly falling over. The girl who sat there scoffed obviously and then turned to giggle and roll her eyes with the girl next to her. It was Vanessa and the small blond friend Alyssa. I walked hurriedly to my seat head down, I could feel my face turning read. I didn't notice who was next to me as I pulled out a pen.

"Don't worry about Vanessa, she's not all that" a soft friendly voice said. I turned to look at the girl and felt my perfect façade slipping. She had long straight jet black hair, a face that looked like it had been carved by angels and snowy white skin.

I'm sorry, I only just realized how descriptive this was, again. It's probably really boring to read but I swear it gets more interesting from here onwards.