Honestly, I have no idea how I am going to write this chapter, so if it isn't that good don't blame me! I couldn't think of anything!

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Onward to the story!

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As I walked into the Biology class, the first thing I noted was that Edward was in there. I smiled to him as he looked at me and walked up to the teacher, Mr. Cantrell.

He turned and smiled at me when I tapped his shoulder, and said, "I'm guessing you're Isabella Swan?"

"Bella," I responded.

"Alright Bella, you can just take a seat right over there next to Mr. Cullen." And he pointed to Edward.

I thanked him and walked over. "So," I said, turning around in my seat to face Edward, "you don't seem like the type to talk much. How is that when you hang out with Alice?"

"Live with, actually. She's my twin, Emmett is my older brother and then Rosalie and Jasper are twins. And to answer your question, I mostly tune her out anyways, so I don't get the full affect." He answered, also turning to me.

I laughed. "It's sad, but I can just see Alice sitting there, talking non-stop and you just sitting there with a black face."

At that he joined in laughing. "You know, you are probably one of the only girls I have met, besides Alice and Rosalie, that hasn't drooled over me. Not to sound egotistical or anything, it's just that for some odd reason girls seem to think I am drool worthy."

"Well," I started to explain, "That is probably because not only do you have totally awesome hair, but also really pretty eyes, a great facial structure and not to mention great body!"

"What, you've been looking? And I thought you were different!" He said in mock surprise.

I shoved him and said, "Oh whatever, you wish I looked at you like that!"

"Maybe I do," He said with a sly grin.

I scoffed, laughed and turned to the board where the teacher had just started teaching.

20 minutes later and I was utterly bored! He was only teaching things I already know!

I sighed and turned to Edward to see that he was practically falling asleep sitting up. I laughed silently and shook my head.

Quickly grabbing my art pad, which I took everywhere, and a pencil I started to draw.

I randomly drew whatever came to my mind, and by the time I was done I had the most random drawing ever. It was a picture of Zoe from Digimon Frontier, when she is in her Digi-Evolution. You know where she has light purple hair that is kind of wavy, a bra like top and then underwear like bottoms, but with really high boot looking things, and then butterfly wings. (Picture on Website)

She almost started laughing right then until she realize that it was the middle of class.

Poking Edward she pointed at the picture, and after looking at it for a few seconds he looked at her like she was retarded, and she just smiled a great big smile, making him look like he wanted to laugh so bad.

All of a sudden I left out a small snort like laugh, and that just sent both of us off.

On second we were both just sitting there, silent, and the next we were laughing so hard we were practically crying. In fact, I actually felt a tear roll down my cheek.

The teacher looked at us as if we were psychotic, which I think I might be, and waited for us to finish. When we did he just continued the lesson like nothing had happened. The rest of the day was fairly uneventful but none the less fun.

Once class ended I handed the picture to Edward and said, "Keep it, I have no use for the thing. It will just remind me about how I burst out laughing and made a fool of myself on my first day of school."

He laughed, took it and said goodbye. I waved and started walking towards my next period class, Choir.

I was, of course, really looking forward to this class. While I had been in the palace they had me train my vocal cords so that I could give speeches without my voice cracking, and singing helped a lot with that. After awhile I was told that I had a most beautiful voice.

I smiled at the memories.

A few minutes later and I had arrived at the choir room. Walking in I saw that most of the people there were girls, and all of the guys looked uninterested.

As soon as I stepped in, the dreaded silence followed. Smiled at everyone I saw that one Rosalie Hale and Alice Cullen were waving frantically at me from the back.

Smiling even brighter I walked over to them and sat down between them.

Looking at both of them I said, "hey guys, I didn't know you guys took choir! What other elective do you guys have?"

"I have home ec," replied Alice.

"I've got sculpting. You?" Rosalie asked, looking inquiringly at me.

"I've got painting. Too bad, looks like the only class we have together is the one where our voices shall already be being used. Oh well!" I sighed dramatically, making them both giggle.

Right then the teacher, Mr. Madden walked in. "Alright, alright everyone settle down!" And everyone did, seeming to be slightly intimidated by the man, although he was not very scary looking. He had graying hair, only around he side of his head, he was skinny and he was even smiling pleasantly.

He looked at me and said, "ah, I see we have a new face. Would you like to introduce yourself to the class?"

I nodded and stood up. "My name is Isabella Swan, but I prefer Bella, and I came here from Washington D.C." This wasn't a total lie, I did stop in D.C for awhile before I came here. I just didn't want them to know that I came from England.

Smiling, Mr. Madden said, "well, will you please sing us a song. I would like to know where you stand in that area, so that I know if you need to catch up with us or not.

I smiled and started singing Supernatural by Flyleaf. It was the first thing that came to my mind, so I sang it.

Her headaches are constant Increasing in pain With each passing day She can't even manage To stand on her own it's gotten so bad Now you think of saying There's no use in praying And still, she bows her head So she can say Thank you for just one more day Supernatural patience Graces her face And her voice never raises It's all because of a love Never let go of, never let go of He has every reason to throw up his fists In the face of his God Who let his mother die Through all the prayers and tears She still passed in pain anyway Now you think of saying There's no use in praying And still, he bows his head So he can say Thank you for ending her pain Supernatural patience Graces his face And his voice never raises It's all because of a love Never let go of Never let go of. . . . . . He is teaching me. . . What love really means. . . Supernatural patience Graces his face And his voice never raises It's all because of a love Never let go of Yes it's supernatural patience Graces his face And his voice never raises It's all because of a love Never let go of Never let go of He is teaching me. . . What love really means. . .

By the end everyone was looking at me in awe. I blushed, just the slightest bit, and sat back down.

Mr. Madden cleared his throat and said, "well, thank you for that Miss. Swan. I see you do not need to catch up, as you are already much farther ahead than us." Again, I blushed. Only to the point that it looked like I had added a little blush on this morning.

Looking up I saw that everyone,, except for a few people, were still looking at me. Sighing, I looked at them all and raised my eyebrow. Most of them turned around, but some hesitated.

After everyone finally stopped looking at her the class actually became fun. They sang tongue twisters, practiced ranges, and took many breaks to just kind of mess around a little.

When the bell rand I was extremely excited for my next class. I had Art! Yay!

Rushing out of the classroom with a quick goodbye to Alice and Rosalie, then got Mr. Madden to sign the paper, I made my way quickly to the classroom.

Once I got there I saw I was the first one there, so I just sat in the back and started drawing, much like I had done in Biology, except this time I knew what I wanted to draw.

I took out my art pad and started. Ten minutes later, when everyone was in the class, I was about half way done, and I quickly closed the book as Ms. Boyer came in.

She was fairly pretty, with dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. She also had a very nice body, and looked to be only 30, maybe younger.

She turned, smiled to us and said, "we have a new student in class today, a miss Isabella Swan, if I am correct." And she looked at me.

"Actually, it's Bella. But yes, that would be me." I corrected politely.

She smiled again and said, "alright, today we are going to do portraits. They can be self, or they can be of someone else. Just make sure that it looks like them."

I smiled and decided that I would do a random person from the class. Looking around I saw a girl in the corner, looking quite alone. Grabbing my stuff I walked over to her and sat down. She looked up surprised and said, "um, do you want me to move or something?"

I shook my head and said, "no, I just wanted to do you for my portrait. I mean, you're really pretty!" She blushed and mumbled a quick thank you.

I smiled. She really was pretty. She had black hair that was long and wavy, and then she had beautiful gray eyes. I don't know why she isn't hanging out with other people, she seemed like she would fit right in, if looks were all that mattered, which they often do.

Grabbing my easel I started to draw her face. I don't know who she was drawing, but she was certainly concentrating really hard. I smiled and continued drawing.

By the end of the period I had her whole body and face perfected, I just had to paint it now, which would take a while.

I, as soon as I saw her try to look at it, turned it away and hid it behind all of the other that were accumulated on Ms. Boyers desk, since that was where we were told to put them, so that we could work on them the next day.

Talking to the girl from class, who I found out was called Dana, short for Daniel, I found out that she had the same gym class as me, so we both walked together to the changing room, where we quickly got changed. Me in black basket ball shorts with blue stripes on the side and then a blue half tight half baggy shirt. She was in the same thing, except her stripes and shirt were a lighter more grayish color.

The teacher got up and announced what were going to be doing.

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Okay, I know this cliffy sucks but I had to leave with some kind of suspense! Anyways, I am going to have a poll on my profile, plus you can just review with the answer, but what do you think the sport should be?

Okay, I would like to thank every single one of you who has stuck with this story till now! Especially those who have actually reviewed the story!

Hope you all are excited for the next chapter!