Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight… If I did, I would just publish this stuff instead of uploading it to FanFiction! Sooo, you must must must R&R, if you want me to update, because, you see …. I … I just need the motivation in my life… It gets so hard to keep going when people just don't read and review my stories…. It makes me so sad…. But this isn't therapy, so I won't bore you with my problems! Just R&R and I'll keep cranking out the stories! I send love to all my beautiful readers, especially those that are returning to this story after my long hiatus! Xoxo Nico'sGirl

AN: Wow, I haven't updated this in around a year! Sorry to everyone who's been patiently waiting for the next chapter; I'm definitely going to make an effort to get back into the habit of writing.

It's amazing that even as a vampire, I can still get butterflies in my stomach. It happens every time we change schools. I guess it's just a silly reflex left over from my human days, but Edward does all he can to make me feel better.

"It's going to be fine, love." He coos, or coos as best as a 100-year-old male vampire can. "The people of Capitolina will love you. They'll love all of us. We're just fascinating and overwhelming to their simple existences."

"No need to be condescending, dear." I say with a laugh.

"I wasn't trying to be, Bella. I just want to make sure you feel your best." When he says this, Edward sends me one of those smiles that can make me forget he's at the wheel of a certain very pricey silver Volvo and make me throw myself at him and ravish him right there in the driver's seat. I dig my nails into the armrest a little. Gently, Edward lays his hand overtop of mine. "I think," he murmurs, almost to himself, "For the sake of the upholstery, I need to be a little less enticing to you."

"No!" I moan. We both stopped, and I come close to clamping a hand over my mouth. Did I just moan? His effect on me is astounding.

"Did you just… moan?" He asks, more than a little shocked as he voices my previous thoughts.

"That…" I draw in a shaky breath. Imagine that, a vampire who can scarcely breathe! Edward can make me almost feel human again. "That depends." I say a little more firmly. "Do you want me to have moaned?" I try on my best sexpot voice and tousle my hair a little.

Edward just laughs. "Easy there, love. We're nearly at school."

I groan a little, and the butterflies return from their brief migration. Capitolina High is a large school, its district being the largest in the state. Even though we are a good half hour early, the campus is already swarming with students. Couples walk with their hands in each others back pockets, Goths travel in packs, the jocks toss footballs between each other, and the popular girls saunter along in their outrageously high heels while they gossip and call other girls sluts. With a jolt, I realize that these people were Diana's classmates, up until a few days ago. These are the people she loved and hated and crushed on and studied with. Her friends and her enemies are all around me, I now see.

I steel myself with a totally unnecessary deep breath. Edward strokes my thigh. "Are you ready to go?" He queries. I nod, and we exit the vehicle.

Immediately, heads turn. It's the same way every time. The couples, the Goths, the jocks, the popular girls, they all turn and just stare. They stare at the unearthly beauty and mysterious aura of the dark haired girl in the blue skirt and the copper-haired boy. They stare at their charismatic allure and their alienating pallor. They are captivated by the way we draw them in with our looks, and then completely ignore them with our actions. They want to know us, but are too intimidated to approach us.

Unfortunately, the people of the popular crowd are usually the first to pick their jaws up off the ground and try to sway us to their side. This, as you can imagine, isn't so good when you're trying to fly under the radar. Edward and I speed up a little, hoping to reach the rest of the Cullens without being ambushed by too many Abercrombie-clad teens.

"Here comes number one." Edward mutters so quietly that only I can hear.

One of the high-heeled girls approaches at an impressive pace, considering her shoes. The cronies hang back.

"Hey there. I'm Tabitha Morgan. I see you guys are new students, and I just wanted to let you know that Capitolina High welcomes you. And, if you're really interested to get off to a good start as CHS, you should definitely look into hanging out with my crowd. We're the ones with class." The bimbo must be a cheerleader; she infuses pep into every word she says. She even finishes with a wink. Seriously, a wink.

"Yeah, I'm sure when you walk around in your ass-high skirts and cheap self-tanner you can tell me all about class." I snap. I don't have any patience for girls like her. Exclusivity is everything to them and they wouldn't know class if they used it to stuff their bras. Tabitha is obviously taken aback.

"Whatever, freak." She says as she trots away. I know she only says this because she is too dumb or too intimidated by me to make a real response.

"Enemy number one." I murmur in Edward's ear.

"Do you think you were a little hard on her, love?" he whispers back. I look back up at her and her friends. She is whispering furiously with the posse. The jealously lies unconcealed upon her face. She's mad at me, sure, but deep down she still wants to win me over.

"Nope. I did it just right." I say back.

"You women and your mind games." Edward moans in mock-horror.

"Stop, you're starting to sound like Jacob." I giggle.

Suddenly I feel hands on my shoulders. "Speak of the devil…" a voice says behind me.

"Jake! I thought you were already here!" I exclaim.\

"Nope," Jake says, running a hand through the hair he has let grow shaggy again. "Nessie wanted to sleep in."

"Hi, Mom." Nessie coos and embraces me.

Now the students of CHS are really looking. Two vampires, an equally gorgeous half-vampire, and an almost as attractive werewolf all palling around in the middle of the sidewalk. They eyeball us like some kind of superhero league. The thought of the Cullens as superheroes makes me laugh.

"What's that, love?" Edward says, a little put off by my outburst.

"Nothing, nothing." I assure him.

Together, the four of us enter the school, preparing to begin a new life here in Capitolina.