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The New Girl

We arrived at the school turning slowly into what looked like the visitors car park which I gathered due to the lack of cars, plus the large sign sort of gave it away. I was slightly embarrassed that I had to be escorted around the school on my first day.

Charlie got out of the van and began walking towards the reception building; I got out following him close behind. It looked like a prison with its brick covered walls and iron bars on the windows.

I dawdled behind letting Charlie do all the talking I assumed they already knew my story as I am sure he would of informed them all. I was handed a map of the school, my class schedule and a special note that I was required to give and be signed by all my teachers.

Charlie said goodbye and I proceeded in where I hoped was the right direction to my first class. I was a little overwhelmed with the amount of people around me, I had not been surrounded by this many people in a while as I had sectioned myself away from...well human beings as much as possible since the accident.

My first class was English I prayed as I walk in that the teacher wouldn't try and make me introduce myself to everyone as I felt the broken arm and forming scars on my face told enough of a story to keep the gossip fuelled. I was in luck Mr. Harlem did all the necessary introductions for me which then allowed me to take my seat and focused on the class rather than the glares and gawking from students around me.

All my other classes were the same no teacher tried to make me introduce myself which I was grateful for however, I began to notice that my fellow students just became more curious as little was being told about me. When math class came around I sat down with a spare seat next to me.

As I was retrieving my utensils someone in the class must have taken my spare seat as an invitation to sit down as when looked up it wasn't spare anymore.

"Hi you're the new girl right? It's nice to meet you my name is Angela and I believe yours is Isabella" she said after looking at me once over not very quietly.

I sat pondering whether or not it was worth correcting her about my acquired nickname but decided the less these people knew about me the better. She looked familiar so she must have been in some of my other classes or maybe I was just putting everyone's face in the same category in my brain.

I sat there comparing myself with her wondering that if maybe I looked similar to these girls minus the wounds that I wouldn't stand out and just blend into the background. Her hair colour was similar to my dark brown except that she had much shorter hair than mine which came far down my back.

We had matching brown eyes except I doubt she had seen the things that I had I was envious of her for that. I also noticed that she liked to wear dark colours but more earth tone and had a scar just on her cheek, so I wasn't the only one with battle scars.

She was beautiful though and even though I could tell that she was yearning to ask me many questions about my sudden move to forks she kept quiet and shared her book with me when needed. The bell finally arrived signalling lunchtime which I couldn't have been more thrilled for it was a chance to breath and take some pain medication.

During my walk to the cafeteria with Angela who had decided that I needed a lunch date I had overheard three versions of where and what had happened to me. It made me feel a little on edge and nervous as all this attention was not what I had in mind. One story was that I had been camping in Forks with my family and was horribly mauled by a wild grizzly bear that had crept into our camp site in the night.

The funny thing was I had completely forgotten they didn't know I spent all of my life in Australia and if I spoke to them they would notice I have an accent. When we arrived at the cafeteria it was larger than I had expected for the amount of students that attended this school.

Once I had gotten food Angela took me to a table where other people that I recognised from my classes were sitting. My arm was starting to hurt so I took out my painkillers and swallowed a few I could feel their eyes all over me...great now I would be known as a druggy as well.

Just as I swallowed the last pill the side door to the cafeteria which led outside caught my eye. It was one of those moments where you wondered if you had fallen asleep or somehow you had died right there and then. Out of the door came five people, three boys and two girls.

A small pixie looking girl entered first holding hands with a very stern looking blonde boy, they walked ever so effortlessly towards a table smiling at each other making sure that their eyes did all the talking between them. A second couple entered through the door shortly after the first, the male was more of a tank than the blonde one and sort of resembled a big bear but it a care bear way.

The girl he was with was like a goddess her blonde curls bounced musically just like in a shampoo commercial. However, it wasn't the four that really caught my stitched up eye but the last boy who came in. His gorgeous reddish-brown hair looked better than any male model's I had seen but there was something more to him that I was drawn to.

It might have been his dark green eyes that look quite sad or the way he just walked as though these kids' opinions didn't matter or the fact that for the first time I thought a guy was beautiful.

All five of them sat at a table across from ours they sat quietly and chatted rarely looking around. Angela must have caught my wondering eye as she made a small chuckle under her breath.

"Those are the foster kids, they keep to themselves because they all live together and don't really like other people at the school" she said not with hatred in her voice but with a little curiosity.

"Yeah they moved here a couple of years ago and have kept to themselves a lot, they didn't even talk to anyone for about two or three months, they didn't all come at once though the two couples Alice, Jasper, Rosalie and Emmet came first and then the single one Edward came a little later" she stated

I didn't realise at first that A I was staring, jealous of their ability to not converse with people at the school B for some reason I had this strange feeling they would understand what I was going through and C that I said his name out loud for all to hear.

"Edward".

As I said his name everyone at our table stopped talking looking in my direction. I think they all just gathered I was Australian and that three quarters of their stories were wrong about me. I looked around has my head began to swirl, small laughter started to break out.

I turned my head in his direction which was a fatal mistake as Edward was staring straight at me right into my blushing eyes. I could feel my heart rate accelerate and my face begin to turn red. I wondered why I wasn't moving as people were laughing more and more, Angela gave me a look of forgiveness as she was slowly moving away from me.

I couldn't breathe but finally my legs started to function allowing me to get up and leave. As I walked towards to exit, their laughter turn louder and girls were snickering remarks about my sudden outburst and lack of beauty.

I had to walk past him in order to get outside into the fresh clear air but the interesting thing was that no one at their table was laughing or snickering they all looked like they had seen a ghost. I like to think that they were gawking at my wounds but that they saw similarities between me and them as I just became the new punching bag.

Once the cold air hit my face I felt a small amount of calmness my heart rate began to slow and the pain killers finally began to kick in.

I found a tree where I sat down and managed to gather my thoughts for a moment before I went to the office and begged Charlie to come and get me. Why did I say his name out loud what on earth came over me? I couldn't shake his beautiful face from my eyes and I actually didn't want to.

I closed my eyes so I could get a better picture of him until suddenly I heard someone clear their throat disturbing me from Edwards's eyes only to have them staring straight at me within a touchable distance.

"Excuse me, are you ok".

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