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Chapter 3

BPOV

The night passed by with deliberate slowness; as if it were teasing me with the possibilities of tomorrow. After hunting again, just for the sake of it, I spent the night trying in vain to remember more from my human life.

My attempts were futile however; no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't remember anything more than I already could. I couldn't be disapointed though; Everyone from my past are dead. There was no way I'd be seeing my mother again, or my father. I touched the small silver chain that has hung from my neck since my childhood; a small, inconspicious charm that hung from it. The charm was that of a small silver lion, balancing atop a trefoil; an open hand above the lion. It was my familys crest. I tucked the chain under my shirt and rose from my place on the worn sofa. I hadn't noticed that it was time for school.

I walked out of the house, with nothing to take with me except myself. Being glad that my new home was surrounded by forrest, I slunk into the greenness that enveloped this small town; I then broke into a run letting the exhileration take over my being. I smiled to myself, pushing myself to go faster.

I was forced to slow as I saw the light breaking through the branches in the trees; signalling the upcoming civilisation. I slowed even further to a walk as I left the forrest, taking a slow, relaxing walk to the school. I haven't been to school in over 200 years; the last time I tried I hadn't perfected myself control. It wasn't that I got thirsty and attacked; no I got angry and couldn't control my gifts. So I'll be damned if it happened again. Thankfully though over the years I managed to control my anger; therfore controlling my gifts. Let's just hope no one here really infuriates me.

By this time I had reached the schools main office; a small building made of redand fading brown bricks. I walked into the warm room, my body inwardly revolting at the perfumed scents in the room. I approached the front desk where an elderly red haired woman sat reading a cliched romance novel.

"Excuse me, I'm Isabella Swan? I need to get my schedule," I cleared my throat gently, trying to draw her attention away from the novel. And of course, the curiosity rang clear in her eyes.

"Oh of course dear! I'm Mrs Cope, by the way- Oh and here is your schedule and a map!" Mrs Cope gave me my papers,pointing out the best routes to my classes. She then gave me a slip to get signed by all my teachers- Ha teachers, I'm older than they are- and wished me good luck with my day.

After thanking her I left the office and went to go sit under a tree. There had been no bell so I assumed there was still some time before I had my first class. I leaned up against the tree trunk, watching students come and go in their old trucks and vans. I let the disgust wash over me as I saw them roll in, one after the other. The nicest car that drove in was a shiny silver volvo. I let my eyes show my appreciation; though it's not like anyone could see it. I wished greatly to see the owner of this car; perhaps I could thank them for restoring what was left of my faith in humanity. Oh I can almost taste the irony in that statement.

Unfortunately for me the bell sounded, forcing me to leave my post at the tree trunk. With a heavy sigh I wandered into the school to my first lesson. English. I walked in to the room, only to find about 30 pairs of curious eyes starng back at me... including the teacher. I rolled my eyes openly, then introduced myself. Mr Mason, bless his cotton socks signed my form and told me to sit in the back of the room. I thanked him inwardly, thinking it impossible that students would be able to stare at me all the way in the back... I was wrong.

I sat rigidly through the hour, bored stiff. I had read the books we were studying multiple times, simply for my own enjoyment; so imagine my pleasure when the bell rang notifying me of the end of the period. My second hour class passed by in the same manner; stares from students and me rolling my eyes at the audicity of it all.

By the time my third class rolled around I was wishing I could re-educate this imbeciles. History could only serve to make this day worse; no one really knew the facts of any events that happened back in the day. It's infuriating to say the least. I walked into the class and introduced myself to the teacher. I was told to sit by Jasper Hale,so I clutched my chain and prayed that he wasn't going to indulge me in conversation.

However, when I turned to face this boy I stopped short. Sat next to the only open seat, was a boy... no a man, with honey blonde hair that hung to his shoulders, his lean boy sat defensive in a subtle way. This isn't what caught my attention though; no the multiple cresent shaped bites and scarrs that marred his body were... Oh and the pale skin, sweet scent and golden mother freaking eyes.

A throat clearing came from behind me, snapping me from my staring. I turned and glared icily at the fake, overly orange girl with tacky blonde extensions. I smirked in satisfaction as she shrunk into her chair. I turned with grace and seated myself next to this Jasper. The lesson began not soon after, leaving me to fume silently at the incorrect details. Jasper seemed to be havin the same problem; hmm I wonder how old he is. Before I could ponder more I felt a piece of paper penetrate my working area.

(Bella/Jasper)

Are you here alone?

I frowned slightly, only now understanding his defensive stance at the beginning of the class.

Yes, I'm alone. I mean no threat to you and your coven- if you have one I mean.

This time it was Jasper who frowned slightly before responding.

Why are you alone? And my family and I pose no threat to you either.

How many of you are there? I dismissed his first question; what relevence does that have to me being a threat to them and vice versa?

Theres 7 of us- why dont you come sit with us at lunch; I'll introduce you to some of the others?

I hesitated for a moment, wondering whether I should be associating with such a large coven- no family. Heck, Jasper has golden eyes so I can assume the others do, and they call themselves a family. They cant be too dangerous. I decided to go along with it.

Okay sure, lunch is next right?

Sure is. And the bells about to ring, so get ready for the stares ;)

I laughed aloud just as the bell rang, earning myself even more stares. I exchanged a look with Jasper and we burst into simultanious laughter. I let Jasper lead the way to the cafeteria as we chatted aimlessly.

As we entered the cafeteria it fell silent. I cast a glance around, fighting a smirk at the open mouths and wide eyes. Suddenly everyone began to whisper, not knowing that Jasper and I could hear every word they were saying.

"Ooh Alice won't be happy!"

"God she's such a skank" I had to muffle a laugh at that one. They dont know me- Ahh how easily humans can judge. Jasper sent a shocked yet amused glance in my direction, obviously hearing the muffled laughter. I simply shook my head at him and continued to listen to conversations around the room.

"Is she related to the Cullens or something? Nah, I bet they just use the same plastic surgeon"

I couldn't even laugh at that one. Cullen isnt a common name, and it just happened to be the name of a family of vampires. Just as it happened to be my name. Things just got weird.

As if sensing my unease Jasper took my elbow and led me to a table in the farthest corner of the room; a table which already had three occupants. The small pixie like one caught my eye first; she was practically bouncing in her seat! Her elfin face showed her excitement as her perfect features displayed it eagerly. Her raven hair fell in short spikes on top of her head,pointing this way and that. Next to catch my eye was a statuesque blonde; her features sharp and protective yet soft and alluring. Even when she was sat down I could tell she was tall; I could also tell that even if she werent a vampire she would still make any girl in close range to her take a hit on their self esteem- myself included. Ths beauty sat wrapped in the arms of The Hulk. No really. This guy was huge- exceeding normal standards for vampires. His muscle and brawn may seem intimiating to a mere human, but one look at his dimpled cheeks and curly brown hair I could tell that this bear was really a teddy bear.

"Jasper! Took you two long enough to get here! Sit down, don't just stand there!" The pixie spoke first, her soporano voice soft and excited. Jasper smirked at her and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. Ahh, mates. In spite of my trance like status I smiled; I love seeing people happy. I forgot about the whole name dilema; it must be a coincidence, right?

"You too Isabella,"the pix grinned at me, now she was snuggled into Jaspers side in an embrace much like the blonde and brawn. I grimaced slightly at my full name; it reminded me too much of the past.

"Just Bella is fine," I corrected,taking a seat beside her.

"Bella, this is my wife, Alice," Jasper introduced as if finally remembering i didnt know any of them. "And thats Rosalie and Emmett," he finished, nodding in the direction of the other two vampires.

"Nice to meet you all," I grinned.

"Nice to meet you too, Bella," Rosalie greeted with a warm smile. Her mate seemed shocked by her words and actions, but mentioned nothing of it; instead he threw me what I think was meant to be a menacing grin.

"Yeah, real nice Bellsie,"he smirked. I just smirked right on back.

"Bellsie?" I questioned.

"Figured I'd give you a real name," he responded lightly.

"What, is Bella an imaginary name or something?" I teased.

"What? No, No I mean-" Emmett tried to defend himself.

"I know what you meant, Emmsie," I sighed with mock exaspiration.

"Touche my friend. Touche," He admitted mock defeat.

I suddenly remembered we werent alone at the table; it's too easy to like this guy! I took a glance at the table only to be met with amused eyes and small smirks.

"Hey, where's Edward?" Jasper asked suddenly, looking towards Alice. She looked to be concentrating on something before she answered.

"He's going to walk through the doors in 2 seconds," she muttered. I looked expectantly towards the doors, counting down the two seconds. Right on time, the doors swung open and the room fell silent once again. Huh, glad it isn't just me then. I looked towards the vampire, only to be stunned by his chiselled jaw, his angular nose and his disarray of penny shaded hair. His body stood tall; no where near to the brawn of Emmett, yet no where near as lanky as Jasper. His perfectly muscled chest was clear through his dark knit sweater, clinging to his body.

As I took him in the only thoughts my mind could process where 'I'm going to marry this man.' and 'Mine.'.

A/N: Hope that was alright! We'll be seeing more of The Cullens in the next chapter!

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