This is me trying

Marieorsomething

Chapter One

Bella woke up to her alarm ringing incessantly in her ear at 6am and tapped the stop button on her phone. She stretched and let out a yawn before rolling out of bed and stumbling to the bathroom. She hopped into the shower and did the things she'd neglected to do last night like washing her hair and shaving her legs.

A knock on the door while she was brushing her teeth startled her and she spoke around the toothbrush in her mouth.

"Yes?"

"Bells, I just wanted to let you know that it's six thirty and you'll have to get going soon if you want to make it to the school on time. I popped one of those breakfast sandwich things into the microwave for you. I'm heading off to work now, love ya kid!" Charlie spoke through the door.

"Thanks, dad! Love you too!" She mumbled around the toothbrush and then finished off her teeth.

She quickly threw on black skinny jeans and a maroon turtleneck along with a pair of black chucks. A quick peek outside revealed that it was raining- predictably- and Bella headed to her room to grab a raincoat. The only one she had was made for warmer climates and she was a little worried that it wouldn't do much here in Forks. In fact, most of her wardrobe wouldn't be cutting it in Forks.

Luckily, Bella had been working odd jobs like babysitting and lawn mowing since she was 13 and had gotten a steady job at 15 along with those. She had a pretty significant amount of savings for someone her age since she'd always squirreled away the money. She decided that she would head over to Sequim as soon as possible as they were the closest city with stores that she could afford. With that thought in mind, she grabbed the black backpack hanging over the back of her computer chair.

A quick jog down the stairs and into the kitchen had her grabbing the microwaved sandwich. It was just starting to cool down which allowed her to scarf it down quickly followed by a glass of some sweet tea that she found in the fridge.

A quick search revealed her car keys on a hook by the front door and that Charlie had added a new silver key to the ring last night. She snorted as she realized Charlie really had thought of everything. She locked up and hopped into her convertible and then selected a song from her apple music before starting her drive. A glance at the clock in her car revealed that it was 6:45 and that she had fifteen minutes to get to the school on time.

Bella peeled away from the side of the house and headed back towards the center of town. The school was past town and a little way off the highway and would take her a good twenty-five minutes to reach due to the fact that Charlie stayed closer to La Push than he did to the rest of the town of Forks. She took a little liberty with the gas pedal knowing that while Charlie would be upset about her speeding if he found out, none of the deputies would dare give her a ticket in fear of pissing off her father. It was a small town, but nobody wanted to be on the chief's bad side.

Halfway to the school a silver Volvo whipped out of what seemed to be the woods right in front of her and she had to slam on her brakes to avoid clipping the tail end of it. She slapped her palm onto her horn and held it.

"Stupid motherfucker! Watch where you're fucking going, you idiot! In a stupid fucking Volvo, too." She screamed. She threw up her middle finger close to her windshield and mumbled under her breath. The idiot in the Volvo sped up and so did Bella. She rode their ass until the car turned into the parking lot of Forks High.

Unfortunately for the driver, she turned in too. The parking lot around her was full of old beater cars and she felt a quick flush take over her as she realized how flashy her car was in this lot. Flashier than the Volvo was, and another quick look around revealed that the Volvo had been the nicest car around before she came along. She quickly whipped into an empty spot near the wood line, it was a small parking lot, but the closest car was five spots away; just the way she liked it.

She grabbed her bag and got out, locking the car and putting her keys in the front pocket of her backpack. As she walked towards the clearly marked front office, she realized whoever had been in the Volvo had already disappeared into the school, leaving her wondering who the hell it had been.

3rd person- Omni POV

Everyone had been watching her from the minute she had whipped into the parking lot behind Edward Cullen's Volvo. They watched as she hurriedly parked in the furthest corner from the school. Some thought to themselves that it was a cute convertible, some were envious, and a few practical students thought that while that car may have served her well in Arizona it didn't make much sense to have in Washington.

Obviously, they already knew who she was, everyone in a 50-mile radius knew that Chief Swan's daughter had been waiting until she was eighteen to move back to Forks. No one quite knew why Bella hadn't been back in years, but it was obvious to everyone that Charlie was her preferred parent and that she enjoyed her time in Washington more than her time in Arizona.

Mrs. Cope in the front office was a frazzled middle-aged woman with bright red hair who seemed more interested in student gossip than doing her job. She gave Bella her class schedule, a map of the admittedly small school, and a slip with her locker number and code on it. The girl in front of her was friendly but quiet and Shelly got the sense that this was no longer the shy and awkward preteen who used to hang around Forks and La Push with the group of children from the reservation.

She seemed completely self-assured if not a bit nervous to be starting her senior year in a town she'd never gone to school in; around children she'd never really spent too much time with. Everyone knew that while Charlie Swan was a sweet and fair man and a hell of a Chief of police for their small town; he spent almost all of his free time over at the reservation. His daughter had been dragged along with him when she was a child and because of that, the only friends she had were over on the reservation.

The students around her stared surreptitiously as she walked down the hallway to building 3 where the Language classes were held. Bella Swan had grown past her girl next door looks and into a total bombshell. Some considered her competition for Rosalie Hale as the most attractive girl in school, while others thought that there was no competition. Bella had sun-kissed skin, auburn shoulder length curls, honey brown eyes flecked with bits of green and gold, a pert nose, and a full sensuous mouth. She was taller than most of the girls at Forks, coming in at 5'9 and had an hourglass figure that her outfit was doing nothing to hide. The fact that she looked that good with no makeup when everyone knew she'd spent two days straight driving to Forks just made her that much more attractive to the boys and envied by some of the girls.

Bella was an enigma to the students of Forks High; she had spent her entire first five years of life in the small town and every summer until she was thirteen, but she'd spent all that time down on the reservation with the children of her father's friends. She'd always been pretty but the few times they'd seen her in town in the past she had still been awkward and gangly if not a bit shy, not to mention the extreme clumsiness and a powerful blush that she'd inherited from her father. Looking at her now, no one would know that about her. She had a confident stride and an unreadable face. No one could tell if she was uncomfortable, bored, angry, or even happy.

Making it to building 3 and into her senior English class, she slid into a seat in the back to avoid the stares of the students. Not that it helped much as they turned in their seats and craned their necks to see her. Whispered conversations ran rampart around the school about the new addition to the student body but Bella didn't let it affect her. Of course, they were curious about her and that was normal. It would die down quickly once they got to know her or got used to seeing her around. It wouldn't kill her to make friends here in Forks to go along with the ones that she had on the reservation.

When the bell rang, a nasal buzzing sound, a gangly boy with skin problems and hair black as an oil slick leaned across the aisle to talk to her.

"You're Isabella Swan, aren't you?" He looked like the overly helpful, chess club type.

"Bella" She corrected. Everyone within a three-seat radius turned to look at me.

"Where's your next class?"

She had to check in her bag. "Um, Government, with Jefferson in building six."

He offered to show her the way and made idle chit chat about the weather being different from Arizona – all the while his palms were sweating while Bella continued to look uninterested in anything around her.

The morning passed in much the same fashion and Bella started to recognize some students around her. A short girl, with wild black curly hair named Jessica sat next to her in Spanish and in her Statistics class and offered Bella a seat at her table during lunch. They walked over there in comfortable silence.

It was there, sitting in the lunchroom, trying to make conversation with seven curious strangers, that she first saw them.

They were sitting in the corner of the cafeteria, as far away from where she sat as possible in the long room. There were five of them. They weren't talking, and they weren't eating, though they each had a tray of untouched food in front of them. They weren't gawking at her, unlike most of the other students, so it was safe to stare at them without fear of meeting an excessively interested pair of eyes.

But it was none of these things that caught, and held, her attention. They didn't look anything alike. Of the three boys, one was big- muscled like a series weight lifter, with dark, curly hair. Another was taller, leaner, but still muscular, and honey blond. The last was lanky, less bulky, with untidy, bronze-colored hair. He was more boyish than the others, who looked like they could be in college, or even teachers here rather than students.

The girls were opposites. The tall one was statuesque. She had a beautiful figure, the kind you saw on the cover of the Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue, the kind that made every girl around her take a hit on her self-esteem just by being in the same room. Her hair was golden, gently waving to the middle of her back. The short girl was pixielike, thin in the extreme, with small features. Her hair was a deep black, cropped short and pointing in every direction.

And yet, they were all exactly alike. Every one of them was chalky pale, the palest of all the students living in this sunless town…They all had very dark eyes despite the range in hair tones. They also had dark shadows under those eyes- purplish, bruiselike shadows. As if they were all suffering from a sleepless night, or almost done recovering from a broken nose. Though their noses, all their features, were straight, perfect, angular.

But all this is not why she couldn't look away.

She stared because their faces, so different, so similar, were all devastatingly, inhumanly beautiful. They were faces you never expected to see except perhaps on the airbrushed pages of a fashion magazine. Or painted by an old master as the face of an angel. It was hard to decide who was the most beautiful- maybe the perfect blond girl, or the bronze-haired boy.

They were all looking away- away from each other, away from the other students, away from anything in particular as far as she could tell. As she watched, the small girl rose with her tray- unopened soda, unbitten apple- and walked away with a quick, graceful lope that belonged on a runway. She watched, amazed at her lithe dancer's step, till she dumped her tray and glided through the back door, faster than she would have thought possible.

"Who are they?" She asked Jessica.

Because she was already staring at them, she noticed how after Jessica lifted her head to see who she meant, the bronze- haired one looked up directly at Jessica as if she had called for him.

"Those are the Cullen kids, but some of them go by Hale. They're Dr. Cullen's kids. Emmett, Edward, and Alice are the Cullens. Alice is the one who just left and then there's Rosalie and Jasper Hale. They're all adopted but Rosalie and Jasper are actually siblings- foster kids. Emmett- the big, burly one- and Rosalie – the blonde- are dating and then Alice and Jasper are dating. Edward isn't dating anyone though." Jessica rambled.

Jessica had always found Edward Cullen attractive if not a bit strange. He always stared at the students of Forks High as if they were insects to be squashed instead of actual people. As if he was above them. None of his siblings acted like that, Emmett and Alice were very friendly but a bit distant, Jasper and Rosalie came across as aloof but would still talk to the other students. Edward talked to no one who wasn't his sibling.

Bella shuddered. There was something off about them and she hoped that she never had to find out what that was.

"That was nice of Dr. Cullen, to adopt a bunch of teenagers." She started "Are Dr. Cullen and his wife super models as well, or just all of their children?" Bella giggled.

The students at the table shared in her laughter and told her that strangely enough the parents also had that inhuman beauty. Something niggled her brain, but she couldn't figure out what it was.

The people of Forks had seemed to ignore the strangeness that was the Cullen family since they had moved to the area two years ago. No one seemed to put together that it was strange that the children and parents should look so much alike despite the fact that they were claiming they were of no blood relation. Of course, they could never claim that Carlisle and Esme had actually given birth to the brood. Not when they looked to be in their mid-twenties at most. If people really thought about it, they'd realize that the "parents" looked to be the same age as Jasper and Emmett, with Rosalie not far behind. Alice and Edward were clearly the youngest, although no one would be surprised to know that Edward was the baby.

There was just something about him that still spoke of being a child. This was all without mentioning that there were supposedly five children out there who looked freakishly similar and saying that they were all adopted. The Cullens for their part didn't seem to be very bright or could be interpreted as being overtly confident in the fact that one day someone with sense wouldn't put two and two together and realize there was something strange about them.

Edward for his part had ceased to monitor the thoughts around him within two weeks of moving back to Forks, in his opinion the humans of Forks were no match intellectually for his family. Never mind the fact that Edward had only spent time around the children of Forks and not their parents. It was in that cafeteria on Isabella Swan's first day of school that he first heard her speak. He heard her ask about his family and felt an irritation with what he presumed to be the vanity of humans; here she was asking about his family based on their looks. When he attempted to read her thoughts to confirm his condemnation of her, he realized that she had moved.

Edward quickly glanced up to where he heard Jessica's thoughts and with growing confusion and horror saw that she was still sitting across the table from the curly haired girl. He searched for her thoughts again, but it was as if no one was sitting there; her mind was blank to him. Jasper noticed his discomfort quickly.

"What it is, Edward?" The Texan asked in his slight drawl, but to anyone around them it would seem as if he hadn't moved his lips at all.

"Isabella Swan...I can't read her mind." Edward snarled, with growing frustration.

Emmett and Rosalie predictably giggled at his predicament while Jasper seemed to take it seriously. Alice was unphased by the turn of events as she did not believe it meant anything one way or another. He read her mind and saw that she hadn't seen anything of note when it came to the girl and so he settled. Alice loped off to do whatever it was that had caught her attention; and the bell rang shortly after to signal the end of the lunch period.

The students of Forks High gathered their belongings and threw out their trash before heading off to their next class. Angela Webber decided that she liked the new girl and she offered to walk with her to their next class, biology. It was only the second day of school, so she didn't have a lab partner yet and figured that maybe Bella would want to be hers.

"Bella, would you like to be my lab partner? It's okay, if you don't but I figured you wouldn't mind a familiar face." She asked quietly.

Bella liked the tall, shy girl and immediately said yes to being her lab partner. They went to the classroom and hung up their raincoats by the door before choosing a blacktop towards the back. Bella noticed Edward Cullen sitting next to a student she hadn't met but he was staring at her with hostility and disgust. She arched her brow at him but otherwise said nothing and continued towards her seat.

Biology passed quickly but everyone in the room noticed that the usually morally superior Edward Cullen looked like he was about to bolt at any moment. He did just that when the bell rang; up and out of the room before it has finished.

Bella POV

The school day seemed to fly by after lunch and Bella was promptly sitting in her car again at 2:30. She had gotten the phone numbers of a couple people today- namely Jessica and Angela; and she was excited to see those friendships develop. A fifteen-minute drive later and she was back home and parked along the street as she had the night before. A quick look in the fridge revealed that she would have to go shopping if she wanted to live off anything that didn't come out of the microwave.

She grabbed grocery money out of the old coffee tin that was hidden from sight in one of the cupboards and made a quick list. Her small car wasn't ideal for a grocery trip, they'd always gotten it delivered in Arizona. Thankfully, Charlie had an old black Chevy truck in the drive that he used when he wasn't on the clock.

A ten minute drive to the center of town had her in the parking lot of the grocery store. Within minutes she had a cart and was perusing the aisles. She was looking at one of the shelves and continuing to walk and suddenly there was a metal clashing sound. It took Bella a second to process that she had run into someone. Looking up, she found that the individual was already staring at her. As if that wasn't strange enough, she felt a shiver wrack her entire body the moment she made eye contact.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going." She muttered before quickly going around him. She finished the rest of her list quickly and went home, all the while feeling as if she was being watched.

Throughout making dinner, Charlie coming home, and the rest of her nighttime routine she couldn't stop remembering the way she had felt when she'd looked at the stranger in the grocery store.

Laying in bed later that night, Bella realized that there was something strange about Forks and she was determined to find out exactly what it was.

Thanks for reading another chapter! This one took a while because I couldn't find the right place to stop it. Just writing about her first day seemed boring but I couldn't find an organic way to stretch this chapter into more days. Setting up some friends in Forks and the Edward Cullen sighting seemed like something that had to happen. The mystery at the end was unplanned but felt good. Who do we think this mysterious stranger is and what do they want from Bella? Stay tuned for more!- Marieorsomething