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Chapter 1

EPOV

I saw the new human that had everyone frantic, how little it took to rouse the humans. At first glance I don't see anything special, dark brown hair and brown eyes with a heart shaped face, and pale translucent skin only a few shades darker than mine, this made me pause. I was an immortal, there was no reason that she should even be remotely as pale as I am, especially coming from Arizona. I had heard her sarcastic comment about being part Albino, and though it went over her companion's head, I thought it an exaggeration. I wonder if she is unwell, I quickly brush the thought off, I should not concern myself with the health of some random human. She clumsily makes her way through the line after not picking up any food, just a soda.

She scans the cafeteria, looking slightly panicked before Mike Newton and Jessica Stanley trailing behind him, walk her over to the table. She makes it a point to be called Bella, I make note. I try to block out Jessica Stanley's mean-spirited thoughts about Bella, and also suppress the surprising desire to protect her from the disingenuous Jessica, and the vile thoughts of Mike Newton. I lightly chuckle, I could not be Bella's protector, the only thing that could harm her was me. While picking apart the human food in front of me, I listen to the thoughts of everyone at Bella's table. I could hear the kind thoughts of Angela Webber, the shameful thoughts of Mike and Bella's other suitors, and Jessica and Lauren's mean-spirited thoughts but not Bella's. At first I thought I was losing my ability, but I could still hear everyone else's as if it were a regular day. I tried to focus on Bella, and still heard absolute silence.

BPOV

At lunch, I feel relieved to not have to worry about my seating arrangements. I just grabbed a soda feeling slightly nauseated, so I just take small sips, while giving short answers and slight nods to the bombardment of questions. I loathe being the new kid.

It took some convincing to let my mother let me move to Forks, I just wanted her to be happy, and staying home worrying about me while Phil was traveling didn't make her happy. I knew Charlie would be happy to spend whatever time I had left with me in Forks. Of course after I made him promise to keep my deteriorating health as quiet as possible. In Phoenix, I attended school, but everyone knew that I was sick, they may not have known the details, but they knew enough. Being the new kid is much better than the sick kid. The only real indication of illness was how pale I was, but I had always been pale, so it was easy enough to dismiss. I would imagine that the part Albino comment made earlier would start to spread soon enough, since students here were evidently not apt at sarcasm.

I scanned the cafeteria, and that was when I first saw them.

They were sitting in the cafeteria, sitting as far away from everyone else as possible. They weren't talking, weren't eating, and they weren't gawking at me, like everyone else was. They all looked so different, yet they looked the same with the chalky white skin. Paler than me, the albino,

They all had dark eyes, despite the ranging in hair tones. They were all so inhumanly beautiful. I couldn't decide who was more beautiful, the blonde girl or the bronze haired boy.

I asked the girl from Spanish class, whose name I could not remember. "Who are they?"

As she looked up to see who I meant, though probably knowing from my tone, suddenly the bronze haired boy looked at her and then quickly at me then away.

After giving me the rundown of the Cullen family and assuring her I wouldn't waste my time on the Cullens, it would literally be a waste of their time, I was running on limited time as is. There was very little point to develop attachments to people that I would inevitably hurt. I did my best to lessen the amount of people that would be hurt when I was gone. While lost in thought, I realized lunch was already over and people were beginning to file out.

Despite only having had a few sips of soda, I felt even more nauseated and even fatigued. This feeling was made better by the fact that my next class would be Biology. I had taken an advanced Biology class back in Phoenix, so I wasn't worried about this subject. As I walked in, I passed a fan, and immediately saw Edward Cullen tense, and look at me with a hatred I had never seen in a person before. The chemistry teacher, Mr. Banner, signed my slip, and directed me to the seat next to the bronze haired boy.

I kept my head down, but felt very aware of his presence at the extreme end of the desk, with his face set like he had smelled something bad. I inconspicuously sniffed my hair, but it smelled like my favorite strawberry shampoo. I could have smelled like a hospital, it had been a while since my last appointment, and I always made a point to get rid of the antiseptic smell as quickly and thoroughly as possible.

Not once throughout the class, did he ever relax.

He was so mean, I felt the tear welling in my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. It was my most embarrassing habit, crying out of anger.

One of the boys that sat with the group at lunch approached me. He looked like your average all-American athlete, with dirty blonde hair.

"Isabella Swan, right?"

I had a feeling Charlie called me Isabella behind my back. "Just Bella," I smiled.

"I'm Mike"

"Hi, Mike"

"Did you need help finding your next class?'

"I'm actually headed for the gym, I think I can find it."

"Oh actually that's my next class, too." He seemed thrilled, I, while not wanting to be rude, could have used the time alone. My people-pleasing kicked in and we walked to the class together. Mike was a chatterer, today it was a good thing, I couldn't hold a conversation if I tried. As I half-listened to him tell me about his childhood in California, I was thinking about what I had done to upset Edward so much.

As we walked into the gym, he asked, "So what did you stab Edward Cullen with a pencil or what? I've never seen him act like that."

I cringed. I wasn't the only one who noticed, and that confirmed that this was not Edward Cullen's normal behavior. I decided to play dumb.

I told Mike that I wasn't sure who Edward was, and that I had never even spoken to him. He ended the conversation by saying, "If I were lucky enough to sit next to you, I would have talked to you."

One of the negatives of the secrecy surrounding my health, I couldn't get out of P.E. Forks was literally my personal hell on Earth.

They had just started with the Volleyball section, I watched four games run simultaneously. I felt nauseous and slightly dizzy, thinking about playing the game, and probably just in general.

Finally the last bell rang, and I made my way over to the office to hand over my slip signed by all of my teachers. It was there I saw Edward Cullen trying, unsuccessfully, to be taken out of Biology by any means. It wasn't until another girl walked and let a breeze in the office, that Edward turned and looked at me with the same murderous glare and quickly walked out. I didn't see him again for a week.