A/N: Alright! I feel like I finally am getting to the good parts. It took me a while to figure out how Bella and her family were going to get from California to Kentucky--I didn't want to just leave everything out. Anyway, hopefully this will be a better chapter for everyone. :]

School started at 8:30. Since we were done with getting our transcripts organized and our schedules made by 7:45, I decided to take the time to find all of my classes. The last thing I wanted was to look like a loser who couldn't find their class in the middle of the school year.

My locker was on the far end of the school, and none of my classes were near it. Here, you only had six minutes between classes, so there was no way I'd be able to make it there between class periods. I sighed. It looked like I was going to have to carry my books with me to every class. Great.

Advanced English wasn't bad at all. The teacher was also the baseball coach, so he wasn't too uptight on school policies or homework. And it looked like the only things we'd really be studying this year were vocabulary, spelling, Romeo and Juliet, and To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee, all of which I'd already learned about.

Biology was also pretty easy. He was a first year teacher, so he was pretty much going with trial and error. Therefore: if the class didn't do well on a test or quiz, he threw it out.

Advanced Geometry was horrible, though. The teacher was pregnant and was extremely mean. She made me stand up in front of the class and introduce myself, which I wasn't particularly fond of doing. I think she did it only to humiliate me, not as a nice gesture.

What made it worse was the girl I had to sit next to. Her name was Rosalie, and she had beautiful, long flowing hair and the most gorgeous face. She was even tall and thin and curvy at the same time. I automatically envied her for being so drop dead gorgeous.

I came to a problem that I couldn't figure out, and I asked for her help.

"Um, Rosalie? Do you know how to do number six?"

She turned and looked at me with a pompous expression. "Do I look like the teacher to you? Go ask her," she spat at me, and returned to her own work.

Her bitterness offended me.

AP Government was equally as bad. Not only did I not understand what was going on, I had to sit by an overly annoying boy who wouldn't stop talking to me the whole time.

"So your name's Bella, right? Is that short for Isabella?" he asked excitedly.

"Yeah," I replied.

"That's cool. Where are you from?"

"California."

"No way! That's so cool. Why did you come to Lexington, then?"

"I don't know," I replied, the annoyance in my voice breaking through.

"Well there's got to be a reason why you picked Lexing--"

"Look. I. Don't. Know." I was aggravated by then.

I think he got the point after that.

After AP Government was my scheduled lunch. This was the time I was dreading all day. I hadn't really met anyone nice in any of my morning classes, and I absolutely hated sitting alone.

Thankfully, I saw Tyler sitting at a table in the corner of the cafeteria. He was sitting with another boy and a girl.

"Hey, Tyler," I said, sitting down across from him.

"Oh, hey, Bella," he said when he recognized me. He had been talking and laughing with his friends.

"Bella, this is Emmett," he said, pointing to the boy. He was huge, very muscular and he seemed very tall. He had a baby face, though, and black curly hair.

"And this is Alice," Tyler finished, pointing to the girl.

She seemed very sweet. She was tiny, with short black hair and pixie like features.

"This is my sister, Bella," Tyler introduced me.

"Really? That's cool. Emmett and I are siblings, too," Alice said, her voice high pitched.

Throughout lunch, mostly Tyler, Emmett and Alice talked, and I sat and listened. I wasn't upset, though. I was just glad I had someone to sit with, instead of sitting all alone.

After lunch was Orchestra. The teacher, Mrs. Foster, was timid but sweet. She introduced me to the class, and because I hadn't yet taken a playing test, put me in the last row of first violins.

"Hey there," a familiar voice said when I sat down.

I turned to see who it was. "Oh! Hey, Alice. You play violin?"

"Yep. Have been since I was seven years old."

"Wow," I remarked. "I've only been playing since sixth grade."

"Well, my mother gave me an ultimatum: I either played the piano or played the violin. And all of my friends dreaded their piano lessons, so I picked the violin." She stopped and smiled. "So, what grade are you in?"

"I'm a freshman."

"Really? You seem much older."

I laughed. "Yeah, I get that a lot. What grade are you in?"

"I'm a junior."

That took me off guard. "Seriously?"

She laughed. "Yeah, yeah, I know. People tell me I look too young to be seventeen all the time."

When the bell rang to change classes, I was actually kind of sad. Orchestra was not only my favorite class because I loved to play the violin, but also because I felt like I had made a friend.

"What class do you have next?" Alice asked as we walked out of the door.

"Uh, looks like Psychology with Mrs. Adkins."

"No way! That's my next class."

"Really?" I smiled. "Wow. That's cool."

I was relieved to have two classes where I would know someone in them. The psychology room was really close to the orchestra room, so Alice and I got in there before most other people did.

We were making small talk when he walked in. He was gorgeous, his hair bronze and slightly messy, but it looked amazing. I could see his piercing green eyes from across the room. He was paler than anyone I'd ever seen before, but he pulled it off well. When he sat down directly in front of me, I almost fainted. I could smell him from my seat, and he smelled deliciously appealing.

"Who is that?" I asked under my breath, making sure he couldn't hear me.

"That is Edward Masen," she replied, her voice full of awe. "He's beautiful isn't he?"

"Uh-huh," I said in approval, and she laughed.

"Don't get too wrapped up in him, darling," she joked. "He already has a girlfriend."

"Seriously?" My heart dropped. "Who?"

"Her name's Rosalie Hale, and she's the most gorgeous girl in the entire school. She's tall, blonde, and amazing. Any guy would kill to be with her, just like any girl would kill to be with him. They're like a power couple."

My stomach started to feel queasy. "I think I know who that is."

"Oh, I'm sorry," she said. "Rosalie isn't a very nice character." "Not exactly," I agreed.

Just then, Edward turned around and faced Alice and I. "Hey there, Alice," he said, his voice smooth like velvet. "Looks like Mrs. Adkins is late again." He took his chair and made it so it completely faced Alice.

"Yeah," Alice agreed, and blushed. Wow. It was weird to see her embarrassed. "Edward, this is my new friend, Bella. She just moved here from California."

Edward looked at me, and my heart melted. He extended his arm over the table, holding out his hand. "Nice to meet you, Bella," he said, and I took his hand, shaking it. "I'm Edward." He smiled at me, and I smiled back, most likely looking like an idiot.

"Nice to meet you, too, Edward," I said, lost in his eyes.

"Bella's had the pleasure of already meeting your girlfriend, Edward," Alice said with a sly smile.

"Oh, really? I'm so sorry," Edward laughed. He was so polite, it was mind-boggling.

I laughed. "I don't understand."

Edward and Alice both laughed, but Edward was the one to speak. "We all know she's not the most considerate person on this planet."

"Well, then why are you with her?" I asked playfully, but as soon as I did, I realized I had crossed a line.

All emotion on Edward's face was erased and his lips pressed into a hard line.

"Bella," Alice chided under her breath.

Before Edward or I could say anything else, Mrs. Adkins walked into the room and began class.

* * * *

Edward didn't talk to us for the rest of the class, and when the bell rang, he was the first one out of the door.

"I'm sorry, Alice, I didn't realize--"

"No, no, Bella, it's okay. He's just touchy." She stopped and smiled at me. "Just watch what you say next time. Well, I'll see you tomorrow!"

When I got to Advanced World History, I was late, and the teacher was not very happy with me. He was an older man who was balding, and every time he spoke, it sounded as if he was struggling to breathe. It was unnerving at first.

The pros to that class, though, were that I got to sit in the back, so I was free to doodle in my notebook as I wished without him noticing. Also, I sat by a boy named Jasper, who reminded me a lot like Edward, not in appearance, but in mannerisms.

Jasper was tall and blonde, with blue eyes and a bright smile. He was a senior, and he was only taking this class because he had failed it as a sophomore and was making up the credit.

We chatted back and forth throughout the class, as much as we could, with Mr. Wise interrupting us the entire time.

When the bell rang, I was relieved that my first day was finally over. I quickly grabbed my things and headed for the door.

"Hey, Bella," Jasper called before I could make it out the door.

I stopped and turned to face him. "Yeah?"

"If you ever need any help with any of the homework in here, or any of your other classes, I can most likely help." He stopped and laughed to himself. "I know I failed this class the first time, but it was mostly because I just never did the homework."

"Thanks, Jasper. That's really nice. I might just have to take you up on that offer sometime."

I know I had mentioned to him how my grandmother had signed me up for all advanced classes, but his offer seemed especially kind, like he would only do it for me.

Oh, well. Overall, it had been a good first day.

When I walked out of the building, I realized that Elizabeth had dropped us off and I didn't know the route to her house, so I started looking for Tyler.

I spotted Tyler across the parking lot, talking to Emmett and Alice. I was surprised when I realized that Jasper, Rosalie and Edward were with them too.

I watched as Edward gave Rosalie a kiss goodbye, and my stomach turned. Internally, I gave myself a rough time for even feeling remorse for seeing them together. I had just met him, and I shouldn't like him this much.

But then, Rosalie climbed into the car with Jasper. That was strange. Were they related? I suppose it made sense; they both were tall and thin, with blonde hair and blue eyes.

As I thought about it more, I realized that Jasper did introduce himself as Jasper Hale, and that Alice had called her Rosalie Hale earlier that day. Huh.

After Jasper and Rosalie pulled out of the parking lot, Edward walked towards his car and drove away. Now that Edward was gone, I figured it was safe to go and talk to Tyler, Alice and Emmett. I didn't know if Edward would still be upset about what I had asked him earlier. And, honestly, I was kind of scared of him. He looked like he could really mess you up if you got on his bad side.

"Hey guys," I called when I got closer to them.

"Hey," they all greeted, and I jumped in on the conversation.

After a few minutes, Emmett and Alice left, and Tyler and I were left in the parking lot alone.

"So, do you know how we're getting home?" I asked him.

"No clue."