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The halls felt cold and lonely, as I walked down them. I got weird glares, and looks from everyone. How badly I would just like to get right in their faces, and release the bitch in me. I kept my cool, though shockingly. All these people looked like bastards. My locker was down, at the end, farthest from the people. And for that, I was relieved. I didn't want to loose my control with my anger.

But I wasn't promising a thing, if one of these snobby bitches, tried to even get up in my face. I looked at the paper, reading the small black numbers and letters, telling me my basic information. 1-34-22. It said for my locker code. I twisted the lock, to the side a few times, before opening it, when the numbers were locked in place. I growled at it a few times, the lever being jammed.

"Stupid, locker." I grumbled, getting it opened. I had all eyes, on me. If they didn't stop soon, I was going to give them something to look at. Like maybe when I punched one in the nose. Master had warned me not to loose, control. Warning me. I listened, easier said than done, obviously.

As my locker was open, I used the metal hanging door to block my face. I had the fighting marks, in plain sight to see. My black eye, busted lip, and a light blue and purple bruise on the left side of my face. Master wanted to cover it up, but I denyed. I thought that if people saw my face, they would have the decency to back off, and leave me alone to my mission.

My mission. To decieve a whole family, and kill the best doctor, and the familys dad. Master was important to me. He has been my whole life, being there, kindly teaching me. He was my dad, the true father figure I ever had. I couldn't dwell on that, at the moment. I needed to get to first period.

I looked back at the paper, my tired eyes reading it.

Biology... Mr Barner...Room 23A

Algebra... Mrs, Valdez...Room 18D

English... Mrs, Smith...Room 39A

Lunch... Cafeteria

Social Studies... Mrs Morris...Room 7D

Spanish... Mr, Reese...Room 65B

Advanced Art...Mrs Peterson...Art Room, (45R)

Physical Education (P.E.)... Mr, Hamilton...Gym

I groaned, such a horrible schedule. But despite that, I was looking forward to P.E., all the fun that class will be. I smiled to myself. Hopefully, we got to play some dodge ball. That was a learning tool, with Master. He said that it brought skills to the mind. Like cordination skills, and alertness.

*Flashback*

"Isabella! Dodge!" Master barked at me, throwing another ball in my direction. It got me in the stomach, and I gasped out, the wind being knocked out of me. I was on my knees, gasping. I groaned, as another ball bounced off on my head. I would think Master would be laughing, but he was in a state of seriousness.

That pissed me off. How he was just throwing them, again at me. I got back on my knees, my head swirling. Master kept reaching for the hard rubber balls, throwing them at me. I soon learned the game, and dodged them the best I could.

Within an hour, I was dodging every one of them. Jumping around crazily. "Come on, Bella! Start throwing them back at me! Learn!" Master barked again. I wasn't sure how many of the bouncing things he has bought, maybe around a little over a hundred. But they were all over the open feild area me and Master fight at.

I listened to what he said, but it wasn't easy. As soon as I reached for the one of them, I would get hit. I worried about dodgeing them first, before trying to get at him.

"Isabella! Just throw them back! You can do it!" Master yelled, trying to encourage me. But I soon lost what I had learned so far, now getting hit by everyone. I was in pain, breathing roughly, tears blurring my sight.

"Master! I can't! I'm sorry!" I then shouted at him, collapsing to my knees, hands in my head. I was sobbing, and I felt like a disgracefull ass. The smacks of the rubber against my skin stopped, and I then felt warm hands on my shoulders.

"Look at me, Isabella." Master said softly. I was so afraid that I was going to get yelled at, that I didn't. I couldn't, well more so, that I just didn't want to look at him. A moment passed, and I felt myself calm down.

"Look at me!" He growled, slapping his hand under my chin, forcing me to meet his cold eyes. Why couldn't I ever please him?

"I'm sorry, Master. I just couldn't continue with it. I tried to follow your orders, but they were too difficult. I'm sorry Master, for disapointing you." I said, groveling.

"The only thing that I'm upset about, is that you just told me your sorry. Isabella, this is a learning process. I expect a lot from you, but I know that everything is going to be a breaze. The fact that you tried, makes you okay on my list.

"If you were to just, quit. And say screw it, that's when I would get mad. Don't worry, little Isabella. I'm not mad, there will always be a next time with me." He said, comfortingly. I nodded, looking at him like he was my hero.

This life for me, was tipsy. Day's were better than others, minutes sometimes lasted longer than hours. And for my Master to...be there was a heavanly bless. "Thank you, Master. I'll try better, and harder next time."

"Alright. We'll have time to work on it."

"Yes Master."

*Flashback*

"Biology, here I come." I muttered lowly to myself, as I headed down the halls. I glanced wearily at the numbers, and payed attention to were I was. Again, people but all their interest on me, as I passed by. It was getting easier to get used to, but I stil had my desires to bitch slap them all...at least once.

The room wasn't that hard to track down, but I entered with caution. I was a dead person in the records, after all. There was a small wooden desk, near the back of the classroom, A teacher was there, and I assumed that it was Mr. Barner.

He looked around the age of early thirties, no balding, he was cleanly shaved, and he was wearing brown rimmed glasses. I sighed as I made my way to him, the first to enter the classroom. His eyes widened like saucers as he took in my face.

"Hello, I'm Cassidy. The office told me that I would need you to sign this, paper slip." I said kindly, offering the paper.

"Yeah...you've been the biggest news of the week. Welcome to Forks, miss Cassidy." He said back, just as nicely. I was already liking him, as a teacher.

"Thank you." I responded, watching him sign the paper with his name.

"Your quite early, honey. Why don't you roam the school, get to know some people. You have plenty of time." He said, giving me a grin.

"I don't think that I'm going to be easily accepted her, Mr. Barner, but thanks. I'll have plenty of time to see the school later." I said back, feeling at ease.

He cocked his head to the side, and his light green eyes, looking at me. His gaze was a bit intense, but I held it. "I'm sorry, that you think that Cassidy. I'm sure though, over time you'll be getting along finely with everyone here."

"I will hope so." I said. Cause if they didn't, my mission would not go so well.

"It's not against any rules is it, if I just stayed hanged out around here, like in the parking lot?" I asked, feeling nervous.

He chuckled. "As long as your not planning to drive away, and your back before my class starts, your fine." He told me, handing me back the paper.

I smiled, giving him a quiet 'thanks', and headed out of there. I skidded out, looking at the now full hallways. Many more kids had arrived. I made my way, easily snaking my body around them. I got more looks, from the bystanders that were hanging around the walls. I was trying to get back to my locker, while looking for the sight of unbeilievably gorgeous people.

I remembered the descriptions Master gave me. Edward was a tall, lanky kid for the most part. And had uncontrolable messy bronze hair, and kept to himself. Same as the whole family. Quiet kids, Master had said. Good, I would be part of their 'freak' circle.

Then Master had told me, of a beautiful magazine model girl. Tall, had the curves, and a head full of fluffy blond hair. Alice, a short pixie looking girl. Black spiky hair, and short. Jasper, he descibed, was a guy with the same height as Edward, and had brownish, blondish hair. Then there was my target. Emmett McCarthy. Or more knownly as Emmett Cullen.

Master said that Emmett was the tallest of the Cullens, and had short brown curls, of hair. He had a muscular body, and wore tight shirts that showed it off. High cheekbones, and icy blue eyes. I wondered why such beautiful kids, were low on the list of being popular.

As I got to my locker, I saw no Emmett. Or any Cullens. Maybe their lockers, were in the other buildings that, were across the feilds. I checked a nearby hanging clock. There was ten minutes before class, officialy started. Would I make it?

Nah, save it for later. There's time for this mission. No need to rush this out. I decided to go to the bathroom, and then head back to class. I used it quickly, feeling uncomfortable about taking a piss, with girls on the other side, giving me their looks. For God's sake, what the hell was with them? I thought in my head as I washed my hands.

There was this blond, that I thought could've potentionaly been the Rosalie, that was described to me. But as this girl spoke, I was corrected.

"Your Cassidy?" She said with 'I'm a bitch, fear me' voice. Even though if I were to stand next to her, and be compared, she looked like she could harm me, It was a joke. I could give every one an ass whipping that they would never forget.

"Yeah, who are you?" I asked trying to be polite.

"Lauren. And I've got some things to say to you, I'm the queen at this school-" I didn't hear anymore, since I had just walked out of there. I honestly couldn't give a damn, about her. Or what her high strung mouth, had to say.

"Excuse me bitch! I was talking to you!" Lauren spat behind me. I stopped and looked at her.

She was the classic slut. Her boobs were praticaly falling out of her shirt, wearing no bra. A tight cotton pink shirt, that matched the stiletos. Her legs looked freshly air brushed, being showed off, with a mini skirt that showed most of her ass.

"You were? All, I heard out of your mouth was, 'I'm Lauren. But people know me as their whore.'". I retorted. I just didn't notice the audience we had. The student's had gathered around in a circle, with me and Lauren in the middle.

Most of the student's laughed at what I said. But some had looks, like if they did laugh, there schools, queen slut bee, would get mad at them. I smirked, folding my arms. I was already loosing my temper, and school hadn't even started.

"At least I don't look like I crawled out of a garbage can." She said back. There were a couple, 'Ooo's', in my direction. I couldn't blame her on this one, I did look like that. I was wearing tatered jeans, and a over sized t-shirt.

I ignored her picking at my nails. After a couple of seconds, I looked back up at her.

"Oh. Did you talk again? I'm sorry, my head just has a hard time understanding, slut-latin." I said back, faking my shock.

The crowd laughed, into hysterics. I rolled my eyes, at this girls exasperated look. I looked around the crowd, and then as if my mind had called him. I saw Emmett. He was smiling, cheekily. His grin was boyish, with dimples. He was laughing I could tell, his blue eyes bright. I smiled at him, at them all actualy.

I knew class was going to start, and I was done with this girl. So I made my way out of the crowd. Emmett, watched me go. I would talk to him later, but I just wasn't in the mood. I knew that Master wanted me to get right on this mission, but for some reason as I saw him, I didn't know what to do.

The gathered people started leaving, going in different ways. As I walked straight ahead, I felt someone walking behind me. I had the urge to look back and see, but walked straight. My eyes forward. I stopped outside of the class, and the person that followed me, walked by.

It was Emmett. His size was hard to miss. Master was right when he said, he had muscles. My god... I shook my head, and opened the door. The class was filled, and as I walked in, there eyes snapped up at me, in unison. I paused there, the late bell sounding in my ear.

"Your seat is right here, Cassidy." Mr. Barner pointed, at the back of the room. I nodded, seeing how someone moved my binder back there. I was having a hard time, remembering bringing that to this class. I walked by the students, some being brave enough to look at me as I went.

Right when I planted my butt, they turned their eyes to the front of the class. As Mr. Barner got on with the class, mostly introduction to to things, my mind was on so many other things. Like a smiling Cullen...this mission might be harder than I thought...

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"Cassidy? Yeah, I heard them talking about her." A girl whispered. I was near the edge of the corner, a group of girls on the other side. I stilled, listening to their conversation.

"I heard she gave Lauren some shit." A different girls voice said, a bit frightened.

The bellhad rang for lunch a minute or so ago, and the hallways filled with the students making their way to lunch. Food, did sound good. But I stayed hidden, intrigued at this conversation.

"I heard she looked like...a bad ass." A guy's voice said, at the end I heard a smile. I felt disgusted, in ways.

"She has to be," said the first girls voice. "I would never disrespect Lauren. Yeah, no one likes her. But I don't want to be like the Cullens."

Oh, this was juicy stuff here. I listened for the next person to speak. But when a voice came right next to my ear, I jumped in shock. "Hey there."

I turned around to see, an average looking guy. His blond hair was spiked, and he had chubby cheeks. Boy cute, I guess. His eyes were a dark color, close to coming to look like black, but it was brown. I smiled at him, the first student to say something nice to me.

"Hi." I nodded, my ears distant into listening to what the group was saying. But when I heard nothing, and saw a small group of three, two girls one boy, my chance had gone. They were getting closer to the cafeteria. I cursed internally.

"I'm Mike Newton." He said, offering his hand. I looked at it, and after a moment when I didn't do anything, he ackwardly put it back at his side. I got a weird feeling being around him. I was going to have Master look him up...I just didn't know about him.

"I'm Cassidy." I said monotone.

"Yeah, everyone has been talking about you...would you like to sit with me, and a few of my friends during lunch?" He asked, having a nervous smile.

"Nah, I'm good. Thanks though, see you around." I said, then left. I would sit with him later, when I found all the people that I needed to see. I had already seen Emmett, my main goal. But I wanted to see what the other family looked like. I considered since they werent the most popular kids, they would sit together, so finding them all shouldn't be a challenge.

I walked into the cafeteria, as I got passed the opening doors.

Everyone stopped, and stared at me in silence. No one was moving, basically frozen. The word about me and Laurens little spat, must of gotten around. Only a few of these people, I remembered seeing them there when it happened.

I felt embarrased just standing there. I got my bravery and walked down the line, and walked into the food area. I was about to grab something to eat, when I saw Lauren behind me. I forgot about getting the food, and turned back around, shoving my way past her.

The people remained silent.

"Hey hobo." Lauren sneered behind me. I smiled, turning back around to see her. We were standing in the middle of the line, were everyone could see us.

"Hey America's Slut Bag." I said back. They laughed, and I got to admit it made me feel pretty good. Lauren looked at them shocked, glaring. She wasn't used to seeing them go against her. It's not like they really were though, they were just laughing at was funny. And Lauren obviously wasn't finding this funny.

"I never did tell you the rules, here at Forks. So while your standing, looking like a retard I think you can listen to them now." She ordered, speaking like she was high class or something.

I smirked at her, my eyes seeing an open seat pretty close to where she was standing. I walked to it, sitting down. I looked up at her, my smirk still in place.

"I'm sitting, now what do I look like?" I asked curious.

The girls in the room giggled, and the men laughed. I was liking this school a lot so far.

Her glare intensified as she looked at me. I just shrugged a shoulder waiting.

"Whatever-"

"Whatever? I never met someone that could look like, 'whatever'." I said to her honestly.

"Fuck you." She muttered.

I let out a low whistle. "Wow, 'fuck you'. That's another one, that I'm not used to."

"I'm sure since no one, would be fucking you." She said, earning a few laughs.

"Yeah, your right. I'm not used to being the easiest tramp in the school- but I'm sure you do." I emphasized the end.

All the student's burst into applauses. I looked at all of them shocked. There was whistleing, loud clapping, people screaming, "Yeah! You told her!"

Lauren gaped at them, then made a frustrated noise. She turned away, and stomped out of the cafeteria. I noticed how a couple other girls, laughing thou, followed her out of here. They were the followers I guessed. They remained screaming, laughing. It was a good feeling to be liked.

As I stood up from my seat, I was tackled by everyone. They were all jumping and shouting in my ears.

"No one ever tells off Lauren.", "Your so brave.", "You told her.", "Lauren is going to be scared of you now.", "Your my new best friend, totally now."

I smiled and thanked them all. It was horrible to see, that they never had a good day when Lauren was yelling at them. To be afraid of her, was sad. I wondered why, no one ever got in front of her and told her off. Surely they couldn't be all cowards.

I was being grabbed at by them, many of them wanting me to go back to their tables. I looked above their heads, to see them. They were all unhumanly beautiful like Master had said. They were smiling, laughing. But as they saw me look at them, they quieted down, and had strange looks on their faces. I couldn't describe it, but I think that they were scared of me.

"Come on, Cassidy! You have to sit with us!" A girl said, excitedly gripping my arm. She was pointing at a table, where I assumed was were she sat. But I couldn't pay attention to her. I kept my eyes, on the Cullen's table.

Emmett was the only one not avoiding my stare. His blue eyes were looking back at mine. The others, were getting back to eating their food, not looking up. I looked at the girl that was still, trying to persuade me to sit with her. She had light black hair, sorta brownish, high in a ponytail. She had the same average brown eyes as I did.

"How about another time? Thank you, though." I said kindly to her, taking her grip away from my arm.

"Awh, fine. But we will have to hang out." She said, then left. She was an...odd girl. I shook my head, many people standing around me. I was still shocked that only a few words could get me on this popular scale. I put on a happy face, and thanked them all again and pushed away from them. I walked away, they were a couple groans, but the rest were, "I'll see you later, Cassidy."

I nodded and did a short wave of goodbye. I was walking to were the Cullen's were sitting. Emmett's eyes widened, and as he was still looking at me, he tapped the guys shoulder that was sitting next to him. From the way it looked like, he might be Edward.

Edward looked mad but turned to see me. His eyes mirriod Emmett's. Did these people never have anyone walk there way? Something really bad must of happen to them, while at this school. I could only imagine...

"Hey! I'm Cassidy. Would you mind if I sat here?" I asked pointing to the seat, next to Emmett. The Emmett guy grimaced, I got a little hurt by that, but quickly ignored the feeling. Alice, smiled happily.

"Of course you can! Go ahead!" She said in a cute voice, pointing to the seat. I smiled and sat down.

"So, what are your names?" I asked, since I wasn't suppose to know them. I noticed how Emmett scooted away from me, why was he acting like this? Maybe he liked that Lauren girl and he was mad at me, cos I told her off. Alice gave him a short glare, then looked at me with a smile.

"I'm Alice. This is Jasper, my boyfriend." she said looking at the guy, that was sitting next to her. "This is Rosalie, Edward right there is her boyfriend. And that lifeless log that's sitting next to you is Emmett."

"Hi, you guys." I said to the rest of them, since they weren't talking back to me.

"Umm...Cassidy?" Jasper asked ackward. I smiled.

"Yeah?"

"Thank you." He said blankly.

"Huh?" I said confused.

"For telling off Lauren. We've had many problems with her. Espeacialy Emmett," my eyes couldn't help but look at him. He was looking down, picking at his food. I think it was a type of a hamburger. "It just means a lot to our family. We hate her."

I laughed, nodding. "Your welcome. I'm sorry to hear that...with the problems. She seems terrible." I said, feeling better now.

"You don't even have a clue." Emmett muttered next to me. The lunch bell went off, the cafeteria clearing out.

"Wow. Lunch went by fast." I said in shock.

Emmett turned to me, and smiled. "What class do you have next?" He asked me, getting up. He offered out his hand, to help me up. I smiled and took his big paw like hand.

His hand was warm and soft. He griped mine, and pulled me off of the seat.

"Thank you. And I have Social Studies, with Mrs. Morris." I said, picturing my schedule in my head.

His smile grew. "That's tight. So do I. I can walk you there, if you like?"

I felt like such a teenage girl, giggleing. What was happening to me?

"I would like that. Thanks." I said, nodding.

He took my hand, and started leading me away. He waved quickly goodbye to his family, so did I. As he walked me to class, I got high fives. And more cheers. I chuckled nervously. looking shyly at Emmett, when we got to the class door.

"I'm sorry about that. If...that made you uncomfortable." I apologized.

He laughed, and shook his head.

"No, I'm fine. Your going to fit in perfectly here, Cassidy." He said opening the door for me, being a perfect gentleman.

I blushed, walking in, awaiting for a better class with Emmett.

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