Disclaimer - The fabulous characters of my story, with the exclusion of a few, belong to the wonderful Stephenie Meyer and comoe from her Twilight series.

"Excuse me. Hello? Are you supposed to be in this class?" Calli finally heard the teacher's voice and broke her gaze with the boy at the front of the room. The students were looking back and forth between the two of them.

She saw him shake his head slightly from the corner of her eye, as if trying to clear his mind. "Yeah, I'm supposed to be here," he said, handing the teacher the slip in his hand.

Ugh, even his voice is too perfect, she thought, lowering her head slightly and shielding her eyes with her hand. His voice was deep and strong, very low and husky. She willed her eyes to stay away from him, though all they wanted to do was continue to stare.

"Well, welcome," the teacher said, going over and grabbing another book from the small stack. "You can sit right over there." He pointed to a seat in the middle of the room on the opposite side Calli was on, so she could see only the back of his head.

His movement was so graceful he almost looked like he glided across the floor as he went and took his seat, which looked much too small for him. He was too graceful for someone his size. "Let's continue," the teacher said, calling on a girl to resume the reading.

Why didn't the teacher introduce him? Calli thought, slightly annoyed.

She looked at the boy's back. No, not boy; man. He looked like he could be up there teaching the class. Every guy in this room is gonna go hit the gym after seeing him, she said to herself. She couldn't believe she was just sitting here staring at this guy. She did not check guys out. But she found it almost impossible to take her eyes off of him. He had this sort of beauty that she didn't even know how to describe.

All of the sudden he was turned and staring into her eyes again. She tried to turn away quickly but found she was unable to; she felt like something was holding her in place. She was literally telling herself to look away, but something in her wouldn't listen; she just stared at him, while he stared right back.

"Calli? Did you hear me?"

The teacher's voice once again broke into her thoughts, and she looked up, dazed. "I'm sorry, what?" she asked, having no idea what the teacher had said to her.

"What do you think is the romantic pull that draws readers into Romeo and Juliet? What is it about their story that attracts so many?"

Calli thought for a minute, debating how she would respond. She finally decided to go with the truth. "I have no idea."

"What's that?"

"I don't know. I don't really like Romeo and Juliet," she said, looking down at the still empty notebook in front of her. All of the students turned to stare at her.

"And why is that?" he prodded.

"It just seems kind of…dumb to me, I guess. Romeo loves Rosaline, and then he sees Juliet and forgets all about her. Then they fall in love in, like, one night, and they get married. Then he goes and kills her cousin on their wedding night. And then the whole fake death suicide thing…it just seems so unrealistic."

"Well, that's certainly interesting, and a much different take on the story than most," the teacher said. "Can anyone else give their opinion on the attraction of the story?"

Calli tuned the voices out as she saw almost every girl raise their hand, ready to defend the star crossed lovers no doubt. She began doodling on the empty pages of the notebook in front of her, determined not to look up at him again.

Finally the bell rang and she shoved her things into her book bag and looked up to see that the boy, guy, whatever, had disappeared. A lot of the other students had stood, but were still in the room, some shooting glances back at her. She looked at her schedule to see that she had Government next.

She grabbed her coat off the hook, put it on, and made her way to where she thought the building Alice had pointed out was, looking around her the whole time. She was relieved to see that she had gone the right way and stepped into the classroom, only to see a familiar face seated in the back…the guy.

She avoided eye contact once again and made her way to the teacher's desk, watching almost all the student's eyes once again following her. She handed her the slip of paper, grateful that there was no small talk. The teacher simply handed her a book and pointed to a desk. Calli turned and cringed inwardly as she realized the desk was right next to the unknown boy. This ought to be interesting. She made her way there and sat down, making sure to angle herself off to the left so she wouldn't stare again.

This teacher didn't introduce either of them, instead jumping into a no nonsense lecture on the Bill of Rights. Calli took notes while still turned to the left so as to avoid him. But she sensed that his eyes were on her often, and she felt something strange; heat, like it was very warm right between them. She clearly heard his foot tapping against the floor and his deep steady breathing. Although she had noticed she was much more aware of things since she was changed, she had never been aware of anything like she was him.

His scent was musky, almost like the forest, and it, like everything else about him, overwhelmed her. She tried desperately to concentrate on anything that wasn't him, but she failed. She was just glad that she wasn't staring again. When class ended she jumped up, having already put her things away and, clutching her schedule in her hand, made her way to her next class, Spanish. She once again went to see the teacher and sat in her assigned desk, watching the door and hoping he wouldn't walk through it.

The bell rang and he had not come in. She leaned back in her seat and sighed with relief, ignoring the part of her that was disappointed he hadn't come. Her relief was quickly gone.

"Hey Calli!"

She looked to her right to see that girl Jaqie seated right next to her. Damn. "Hey."

"I'm so glad we have a class together!" she chattered excitedly.

Calli just gave her a small smile and concentrated on pulling her things out of her book bag, taking longer than necessary.

"So, how come you moved to Forks?" Jaqie asked.

"To live with my aunt and uncle," she replied dully, trying to get the point across that she was not interested in conversation.

"Are you related to the Cullen's?" she asked incredulously.

"Uh huh."

"Wow," she breathed. "You guys must just have a family of supermodels. You're all so gorgeous!"

"Uh, thanks," Calli said awkwardly. Just then the teacher began the class. Luckily there were no more chances for small talk, and as soon as the bell rang Calli was ready and darted up out of her seat and out the door to her next class.

She was careful not to move too quickly; Carlisle had warned her she couldn't be too fast in front of humans. Humans, holy crap. Every time she thought of herself as not human she got creeped out. She walked to her next class, quickly becoming familiar with the school. She got to Calculus and repeated the process with this teacher as well, watching the door carefully, but once again he didn't come through.

She paid no attention to anything the teacher was saying. She absolutely hated math. She always got horribly confused and made tiny little errors that threw the whole problem off. Of course, she knew that wasn't the only reason she wasn't paying attention. She had no idea what was wrong with her. She could not get him off her mind. This wasn't like her at all. And she really didn't like it. She remembered every little detail about him. She had already pictured his face about a hundred times in the two classes she had without him. She thought she must be going crazy. Maybe it's just because of the whole vampire thing. Has to be. She really just never liked guys very much. And she had certainly never felt…whatever it was she was feeling right now for this one. The bell rang and she looked up, surprised the class was over already. She packed up her book bag and got up to walk out of the room.

"Hey there."

She looked ahead at the boy that was standing in front of her. He was fairly tall, about six feet, with sandy blonde hair and light blue eyes. He looked lanky and athletic, and very self assured.

He's a jock for sure. "Hello," she mumbled, darting around him and making her way out of the classroom.

He caught up to her quickly. "I'm Chris…Chris Gardner."

"Calli."

"I know. You're the talk of the school today."

Fabulous.

"After all, it's not everyday we get a beautiful new girl in school," he said, flashing her a big smile. "I was hoping you'd have lunch with us."

Give me a break, she thought, turning her head slightly to roll her eyes without him noticing. How do I get out of this?

"Hey Chris!" a voice from behind called out, as Jaqie ran up to the two of them. "You met Calli," she said, a slight trace of annoyance in her voice.

They had reached the door to the cafeteria. "Yeah. I just thought I should welcome our newest student." He looked down, giving her a slow smile and then a wink.

Ugh.

"Well you're mistaken then," came a deep voice from behind them.

Calli turned quickly to find herself face to face with the person who had occupied her thoughts all day. Well, face to face wasn't right. More like chest to face.

"I got here about ten minutes later. Guess that would make me the newest student."

Calli just stared, unmoving. She breathed in his scent again and felt a little disoriented. He just stared right back at her, not saying anything, his face expressionless.

"Well, if I had wanted to welcome you I would have," Chris said with a distinct edge to his voice. "Now if you don't mind, we were just going to go have lunch." He gave Calli another smile.

What are you, crazy? This guy will step on you.

"Umm, you know what, I just remembered, I was supposed to go see one of my teachers during lunch, you know, gotta get caught up. I'll see you later," Calli said hurriedly, directing herself at none of them.

She walked away quickly and darted into one of the buildings. She pressed her back against the wall and let out a huge breath. Being that close to him had done something to her. If she had a heartbeat she was sure it would be through the roof right now. Ugh, don't think about that! Another creepy non human moment.

She closed her eyes and took in a few deep breaths, then poked her head back out the door to make sure no one was around. She made her way outside and sat at one of the picnic tables in the front of the school, pulling her hood up to cover her hair from the drizzle. This didn't make sense to her. She didn't even know this guy. And while she knew that there was a definite…physical attraction, there was something else there. Something more, something deeper.

Not possible, I've never seen him in my life before today.

Nevertheless, it was there. And it freaked her out.

I didn't date when I was human, I'm pretty sure it won't be better as a vampire. Gah, stop thinking about it!

The bell rang and people started coming outside. Calli got up and walked to the gym, finding the teacher and repeating the whole slip process once again.

"Well," the gym teacher said, "we're just playing volleyball today. Think you can handle it?" she asked, tossing Calli a uniform.

Calli just nodded and went to the locker room to change. She joined the others out on the gym floor, looking down so she didn't catch anyone's eye. She could feel all eyes on her.

"Alright, listen up," one of the teachers yelled. "I'm gonna walk around and give you a number between one and four. That's what team you're on. Four teams, two games, got it?" She walked around telling everyone their number, putting Calli on team three.

"Ok, teams one and two on this net, teams three and four on that net there. Move it!"

Calli walked to the net and to the back left corner. She looked around her to see who was on her team. Chris smiled and winked at her, just two people down.

Oh great.

She turned away, rolling here eyes, and stared forward. Right at tall guy. He was in the back corner also, just across from her. He just looked at her, that expressionless look that she had gotten from him all day. She looked down at the floor and stared at her shoes.

"Ok, get started!" the teacher yelled.

The other team served the ball, and the game went on fairly uneventfully. She saw tall guy hit the ball hard at Chris a few times, getting him pretty good in the head once, and she couldn't help but smile. Jaqie was on the other team too, and she spent most of the game staring at Chris. At one point she looked up and found herself staring at tall guy, once again unable to break the gaze. If her senses hadn't gotten better with the change she was pretty sure she wouldn't have heard the ball flying at her head, but she did, and ducked just in time for it to hit the floor hard.

She looked up and saw a girl in front of her with a sarcastic smirk on her face. She flipped her hair over her shoulder and looked away, turning to whisper to the girl behind her. A whistle was blown and the teacher yelled for them to go and change. Calli started walking to the locker room.

"Hey!" she heard from behind her. She kept walking.

"Hey you! Calli!"

Calli sighed and stopped, turning around. The girl who'd thrown the ball at her stood just a few feet away. She was almost half a foot taller than Calli, with long white blonde hair that went more than halfway down her back and green eyes. There was a girl on either side of her; one of them was Jaqie. Calli didn't say anything.

"I'm Katie Mallory."

"Ok." Calli started to turn around.

"I'm captain of the dance team here," she said haughtily.

"Co captain," Jaqie interjected.

Katie turned and gave Jaqie an icy glare.

"Good for you," Calli said.

Katie narrowed her eyes at her. "I know who you are. I just want to make sure you know who I am. Don't forget, ok?" She gave her a sickly sweet smile.

Is she for real? "I'll try to remember," Calli retorted sarcastically, turning and walking to the locker rooms.

This day just gets better and better.

She got dressed and headed to chemistry, relieved that it was her last class of the day. She walked in and saw tall guy standing by the teacher's desk. Of course, who else? she thought. My luck is just spectacular today.

She waited until he walked to his assigned seat before making her way to the teacher's desk. He looked up over his glasses as she handed him her slip.

"Well, two new students in one day," he said as he signed the slip and handed her yet another book. "Very interesting. I'm Mr. Barnes. You can take a seat right over there."

She looked back and was relieved to see it was across the room from tall guy. She went and sat down, folding her arms and putting her head down, covering her eyes, not even glancing at who she was seated next to. There's no way this day could get worse.

"Ok class, settle down," Mr. Barnes said, standing at the front of the room. "We have two new students with us today."

Nope, I was wrong.

"This is Calli Whinehouse right back here."

She lifted her head and briefly looked at all the students staring at her before she dropped it into her folded arms again.

"And over here we have Jacob Black. Please make them feel welcome." He then proceeded to begin going over the lesson for the day.

At the sound of his name Calli's head jerked up and she looked in his direction, her eyes wide and surprised, her mouth practically dropping open.

Jacob?