I couldn't believe that the weekend was already almost over. It was Sunday night and Jake and I had spent another blissful weekend being silly and in love. Saturday we'd gone for a hike in the woods near my house... which ended when I tripped over a branch and Jake spent ten minutes trying really hard not to laugh at me. Sunday we'd made brunch for our dads' and hung out at Jake's house, they all watched the football game that was on and I spent the afternoon trying desperately to read A Tale of Two Cities for my honors English class. I didn't understand half of what Dickens' was babbling about, but I was trying my hardest.

Later that night I was getting my stuff ready for school the next day, trying to decide what to wear, and wondering if my dad would go for my idea of heading to New York with Jake for a week if I told him I was looking at colleges. Our guidance counselors were always telling us how sophomores needed to start thinking about college, even though we wouldn't start applying until our senior year, it never hurt to have options. Of course I would have to actually visit a college in New York while we were there, but I really just wanted to spend some uninterrupted alone time with Jake.

Of course we would have to get separate hotel rooms and convince my dad that we were trust worthy enough to be alone for a week without anything happening, but we'd figure the rest of it out later. For now I entertained the fantasy of Jake and I trolling around the big city, walking through Central Park, seeing the Statue of Liberty and checking out Time's Square. Then heading back to our hotel where we could spend the entire night in each others arms and wake up together.

I smiled at the thought and finally chose my blue sweater and jeans for the next day at school. It was supposed to be warmer than normal, but I wasn't betting on anything higher than fifty degrees. I sighed as I thought of an actual warm summer. I headed to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face, hoping to keep the good fortune of great skin I'd been blessed with thus far. All my friends were totally jealous of my skin and I told them all I had my mom and Clean & Clear to thank for it.

I stared at myself in the mirror amazed at how much I seem to have changed in the last year. My hair was longer than it'd ever been, hitting well below my shoulder blades. My face had lost all of its awkward Jr. High roundness. I'd grown at least two bra cup sizes almost overnight, which wasn't saying much since before now I'd been totally flat chested. I'd gotten my braces off and now had an eerily perfect smile. Not to mention I'd grown a few inches, which did wonders for my previously non-existent figure.

I flashed the Bella in the mirror my best dazzling smile, which to me just looked awkward. It's a good thing I had Jake, I wouldn't know the first thing about flirting with a boy, let alone what to do on a date with someone I hadn't know my whole life. I shuddered at the thought and turned to head back to bed, suddenly really tired.

The morning dawned almost sunny, but with a chill in the air that never seemed to go away. I was glad I'd chosen to wear my sweater as I was a wimp and couldn't handle cold. Since Jake had wrestling after school and I had choir, I drove myself to school in my monstrously amazing truck. There are only two things you need to know about Bessie. She was really old and really loud. I got to school and saw Jake's car parked in it's usual spot so I pulled up next to him and quieted Bessie's roar.

I knew Jake would be hanging out in the stinky wrestling room so I headed off to my first period, which was Spanish. I loved my Spanish teacher, but I was still a little tired and totally zoned out through her class. Senora Ludlum didn't even notice the particularly vacant look on my face as I nodded and smiled my way through a lecture on Spain. I would probably regret not listening to her come Friday, but oh well. I was pretty good at winging it!

I headed to second period feeling a little less tired and very glad I had worn a sweater, as it had started to rain. Great big drops fell from the sky and everyone rushed to make it into the class before the bell rang. I settled down to finish the book I was reading and kind of zoned out again...

"We have a new student with us today, his family and he just moved here from Alaska."

"...Edward Cullen"

I jumped back at our shocking touch and he kind of chuckled as I flashed a bright shade of red again.

"So what are we supposed to be doing?" He asked, studying my face.

"Uh. Ms. K usually goes over the chapter and uh lets us ask questions on uhm anything we're confused about. Uhm. And then uh.. Then she explains the story and gives us vocabulary." I looked down at my feet mentally kicking my own ass for saying uh and uhm so many times. He must think I'm an idiot.

I glanced up at him through my eye lashes to see if he was laughing or getting me a helmet so I didn't hurt myself, but he was just smiling at me with a bemused look on his perfect face. Shit. I mean his face. What was wrong with me? I mean, I had an amazing boyfriend and this guy waltzes in and suddenly I'm all goo-goo over him? No. I needed to get a grip.

The rest of the class was spent like this; I was fervently reading the notes in my book trying to ignore Edward and the feelings that were radiating from my body. While Edward was leaning in all closes, smelling all good and smiling at me with that damn smile that was so cute it should be illegal.

I found concentrating on anything Ms. K said absolutely impossible and trying to block Edward out of my head even more so. I couldn't resist glancing up at him every few minutes as Ms. K talked about various sections of the chapter that were interesting and therefor likely to show up on our test. I wrote them down and smiled and nodded at her whenever she looked my way, but I was secretly dying inside at the gorgeous hunk of happy sitting next to me.

I don't think I can tell you anything about Chapter 17 of 'A Tale of Two Cities' but I sure can tell you everything I know about Edward. He had the most intense eyes I'd ever seen, a ridiculous shade of aqua that didn't look real. His hair was so full perfectly styled; it had to take him hours to get it to look like that. His skin was so smooth and light that I thought it looked like it might be cool to the touch. He also had this aura about him that seemed so different than any other teenager I'd ever met. He exuded this confidence and decorum that almost every guy in our grade lacked. Everyone except my Jake, Oh my god Jake!

"I have a boyfriend" I blurted out to him. Oh my god. He hadn't said a word to me since his name, why did I say that! I reeled trying to think of something to say that sounds like boyfriend.. shit!

He gave me a crooked smile and said, "Lucky guy". At that moment the bell rang.

Saved by the bell, Thank god, I was so embarrassed I dumped all of my stuff into my bag and jumped up to leave. Which would have been fine if I wasn't the clumsiest person on the planet, I'd somehow managed to get my bag strap stuck under the desk of the person in front of me and in my haste to get away from Edward I failed to notice.

Needless to say there was a loud crash and an angry snarl from the person I'd accidentally stepped on. I should get a medal for being this clumsy. There has to be an award. Edward chuckled under his breath, but held out his hand to help me up.

"Thanks" I murmured to him as I slung my now freed bag over my shoulder and carefully walked towards the door of the classroom.

If he replied I didn't hear him because as I walked out the door I was swept into a bone crushing hug by Jake. He kissed my cheek and said, "Damn Bells. You look hot in that sweater".

"I am Jake, its like 50 degrees today." I smiled up at him and kissed his lips.

He just rolled his eyes at me and twined his fingers with mine.

As we walked off down the hallway I saw Edward a few feet in front of me walking with purpose like he knew exactly where he was. That confidence was something most guys were lacking and I found it incredibly sexy. Which instantly made me feel really guilty and I squeezed Jake's hand and pulled him down to kiss me. Just as I was pulling away from Jake I saw Edward turn the corner and look right at me... and I swear I saw him wink.

Who was this guy? Why did he have such an effect on me? Why couldn't I stop staring at him? I tried to convince myself that it was just because he was the new guy and I'd never seen anyone as, well, pretty as him in Forks but the is there is something else about him that was pulling me in. I tried to concentrate on what Jake was telling me about the upcoming wrestling match, but I couldn't stop thinking about Edward Cullen.

A/N

So so so so so sorry this took forever to get to you!
I want to blame it on my toe injury, but that happened
just last Friday, so I've really got nothing :)

I promise not to take this long again kay?

Kay.

**a note from her Beta- She is a big fibber and will do this often, but we love her and her story anyways :) ~ImaTwiTard. **