BPOV

The two men were finally towed away by their equally as gorgeous counterparts. Why did they seem familiar too! Getting out of my daze, I quickly hurried into the front office where I was greeted by a secretary with unnaturally red hair.

"Hey, what can I do for you today?" she said with a smile on her face.

"Umm, I need my schedule." I replied back quietly.

"Name?" she asked.

"Bella Swan." After I said this she looked through all her files then looked back at me shaking her head.

"I'm sorry, hun, but I don't see your name anywhere."

I rolled my eyes when she wasn't looking. "Isabella Swan."

She went through the files again and her hand stopped on one. "Ahh, here you are Ms. Swan oh and by the way your father has been talking about you ever since you told him you wanted to come here. Have a nice day!"

I waved to her and then looked at my schedule. It read as follows:

First Block: Trigonometry

Second Block: History

Third Block: Art

Lunch

Fourth Block: Biology

Fifth Block: Social Studies

Sixth Block: P.E.

Oh no! I thought that sophomore year was the last year of gym! I'm gonna be the weird new girl/ menace. I decided not to wallow in self pity and go to my first class.

My first class wasn't really that exciting I did get quite a few stares but I made some new friends. Angela and Jessica, they seem really nice and they even said they'll show me to my classes. I also made some not as good friends, such as Mike Newton, Eric Yorkie, and Tyler Crowley. They also said they'll show me around, but it sounded more like innuendo. My next class was history and no one who talked to me had second period history so it was just me and some other unknown students. I went up to the teacher whose name was, Mr. Foully.

"Can you play sign this?"

"Sure, what's your name?"

"Isabella Swan, but I prefer Bella Swan."

"Hello Bella, I'm Mr. Foully and welcome to Forks High. Usually I let students pick their seats but there is only one other seat available and that is next to Mr. Jasper Hale."

I turned to face the class and saw the only seat next to the guy with honey blond curls who was staring at me only mere hours ago. I slowly made my way to the seat and everybody was watching me for some reason even Jasper was looking at me. He stiffened for only a second and then relaxed and by that time I was already sitting down. He stared at me for a quick second in what could've been adoration before he turned to the front of the class I wonder what that's about.

"Okay, class," Mr. Foully announced "we'll be learning about our own personal history, we are doing family trees."

JPOV

I was expecting history to be the usual but when the new girl walked in the room, I could tell this day would be anything but usual. I couldn't help but listen into her conversation with the teacher. When I heard her name was Isabella, I almost fainted. Can vampires even faint? Then I heard she was to sit next to me, I was simply ecstatic.

She made her way to her seat and then I stiffened expecting to be tempted by her blood but I was surprised when I didn't want to drink her at all. It's not to say she didn't smell good but it was like instead of her blood smelling like something appealing to my stomach, it just smelled appealing to my nose. It was like how one thinks flowers smell good, but at the same time don't feel the need to taste them.

When I was done pondering she had already taken her seat. I looked at her admiring the face I hadn't seen in 150 years or so, but then turned to the teacher. He said we were working on family tree assignments and that we could work with the people sitting next to us. He then gave us time to talk about our projects.

I turned to her, "Hi, I'm Jasper."

She mimicked my motions and said "My name's Bella."

Oh my goodness, even her voice sounded the same! Except she didn't have a southern drawl but it didn't matter I was 100% sure this was my Southern Bell. "Umm, so what do you want to do for the project?" I asked.

"Well, I can trace my family back twenty generations if that helps."

"Actually I think that's our whole project, all we need to do is write it down and make it look nice."

"Cool." She mumbled and was about to turn around but I still wanted to hear her speak.

"Where did you move from?" I blurted out.

"I moved from Phoenix."

"What's it like there?"

"Well it's great, the dry heat, the places to go, the people there are nice, and if you find the right spot it looks like the land just goes on forever."

"It must've been nice, but why did you move here then."

"It's a long story, I'll tell you later."

Now it was my turn to turn back around but she asked something surprising. "How long have you and your family lived in Forks?"

"Two years. Why do you ask?"

"Well you seem kind of familiar and if you've always lived here maybe it would've explained it."

"You seem familiar, too." I told her. I wanted to say so much more but I knew I couldn't, it seems so weird that I seem familiar to her. I mean I could never forget her but that's because I have vampire memory and can live forever. I was knocked out of my stupor by the bell ringing, on the next period and probably more thoughts of Bella.