I knew who they were, the Cullen's, the people or vampires I read about. I need to stay away from them, or bad things could happen like in the book. With everyone looking at me I felt kind of uncomfortable. I really wanted to ask what the problem was, there was 6 seats at the table and 6 of us, even though I really wanted to leave, I never back down from a challenge and they are challenging me.

They stared me down as I stared them down, as I said before, uncomfortable.

One of them, a really pretty blonde girl stepped forwards and said "We sit here. Why are you here?". I think she was the Rosalie girl. She was really pretty, like really pretty. But she was glaring at me and made her face not as pretty, but she was still beautiful. It kind of hurt my heart to see her glaring at me with hate and I don't why that is. I just continue to stare at her, kind of confused as to why this was happening, and I think she took it in the wrong way.

My eyes meet Rosalie's and I felt a connection to her, I don't know what kind, but I felt something… foreign. She glared holes into me and it looked like she wanted to kill me, and if I'm honest I would let her. Just the thought HURTS and I don't know why. I shouldn't hurt from someone hating me, I have had enough people hate me or dislike me in my lifetime to be indifferent. I need to be extra careful to avoid this one, I decide. The small short one then goes in a trance like state my brother sometimes went into. I think that was Alice, the one who can see the future, I wish she wouldn't see mine, that would be so much more convenient.

I feel a wave of fatigue, but I still get out a bit of paper and write What seems to be the problem. There are 6 of us and 6 seats. I don't think they were expecting that, and we had a stare down once more until they finally sat down with their lunch trays. The smell of the school food was revolting. Grease and fats were the only thing permeating throughout the air and I honestly felt a bit sick, plus Rosalie was still glaring at me which still hurt. I stand up and make my way to the bathroom, accidentally forgetting my book and bag at the table, but I felt really nauseous.

I run to the nearest bathroom, trying my best to not trip over air or anything else. Once I get to the bathroom I go to a stall and just sit hunched over the toilet, fighting my nausea down. The fatigue from what I assume is my gift in this world weighing me down. Eventually it passes, and I just sit there, trying not to break down. I then realized that my book wasn't there, and neither was my bag. I must have left them in the lunchroom. I dread going back on there, but I need my things.

I heave myself off the ground and make my way back to the cafeteria. I walk back in and I see that everyone looks my way. I make my way to the table the vampire Cullen's occupy and take my things and head outside, not really caring if it's not allowed or not. Nor did I notice the vaguely starstruck look on all of their faces. I take out my MP3 and find a bench to sit at to read. I don't even know how long lunch is, but it has to be over 30 minutes.

I hear the bell ring, and I look at my schedule to see where I had to go to next. Building 2, I really don't know where that is, but using the process of elimination, I could guess. I head to the building next to the one I had English in, hoping it was building 2. I was right, it is building 2, internal fist pump commences. I find the classroom labeled Mr. Banner, and I walk into the classroom and see that there was already a lot of people there. I walk to the teachers' desk, as is customary, and hand him my slip that he needs to sign. This guy looks like an absolute douche, and I was proven right when he opened his mouth.

"Ah, you must be the new student, the one who bumped their head and is faking amnesia" I glare at him, what an a-hole. And he said it loud enough for others to hear, and now they are looking at me weirdly. Here comes relentless bullying in a while. "How about you introduce yourself to the class and say something about yourself, faker".

I internally panic, not ready for this, and I can see he is enjoying me being uncomfortable. How is this guy a teacher? He is harassing me and spreading false rumors, like a juvenile middle schooler.

I take out a piece of paper and write Are you really making fun of a student who has suffered from amnesia? How low have you sunk to make fun of a kid who can't even speak? I am changing out of this class, and I am going to walk out of this room, and I am not going to return. You may also lose your job. I then promptly walk out of the room and make my ways towards the office, seething at that horrible man. How dare he ridicule me in front of the class, then spread lies about me?

I may be faking the amnesia, but how else would I explain not even recognizing my own "father"? I walk down the halls and go to the building the administrative office was in and see the secretary person Ms. Cope behind her desk. She is typing on her really old looking computer, so I walk up to the desk and wait for her to notice me, which doesn't take long. As I wait, I contemplate what class I would like to be in instead. Physics or chemistry? And are there any honors courses? I will probably pick physics because it has more math, and that is where I excel.

"Oh, hello dear," she said. "Shouldn't you be in class? Or have you gotten lost?" I decide to speak, it will be far more efficient.

"No, the biology teacher that I was put with, Mr. Banner, was incredibly rude to me. He said that I was faking amnesia in front of the entire class, and then proceeded to make me introduce myself and say something about myself. I can't do that, I didn't wish to speak at school and the school was notified about that, yet he still wanted to make me speak. Did he not know? Or was he just being a huge jerk? And because of this, I am probably going to get ridiculed for 'faking' my amnesia. Can you switch me from biology to something a lot more useful in life, like physics?"

Ms. Cope looks a bit surprised that I actually did speak, but she nodded and said, "We will have a strong talk with Mr. Banner, and yes you can change your class to physics, but you will need to have your entire schedule changed. You can stay in the office or go to the library until next class and go to your last class after that and then tomorrow your new schedule will be ready to pick up. Your absence will be excused".

I nod and say thank you and turn to leave for the library. I get to the library and find a place to sit, noting that the librarian wasn't here again. I get out the book from earlier and start reading, enjoying the silence the library provides. And that is how I stay for I don't even know how long. The bell eventually rings, and I hadn't run into anyone at the library, not even the librarian. Some library this is. Oh well, they have a good selection of books, it could be worse. I walk out and start towards the only building that was labeled, the gymnasium. I walked in and saw the coach.

The coach noticed me and told me that I could change if I brought some athletic clothes, and if not, I could sit and watch. I chose the latter, I didn't have any athletic clothes with me. They were playing volleyball and I did not want to get involved, I had no balance in my old body, and I definitely don't in this body. Doesn't mean I couldn't play. I just don't want to. I see no one new in this class, but I do see some familiar faces, I hope that they don't try to converse with me, that would be awkward. I get out my book, and see that I am almost done with it, I need another book soon. I read as the class does boring things, and as I look up to observe I see a volleyball headed right towards my face. My eyes widened, and I slapped the ball back towards the kids playing, slightly annoyed. I sit there and watch vigilantly for the rest of class because I didn't want to get hit with the ball. It went towards me three more times and I kept hitting it back.

After class ended, I made my way towards the parking lot to wait for Charlie to pick me up. On my way there I bumped into a wall, or what I thought was a wall and mumbled "Sorry Mr. Wall" and kept walking. As I was walking away, I heard a tinkling laughter and realized I must have bumped into a person, not a wall. I turn around and see the vampire, Alice, and internally sigh. So much for trying to not talk to them a lot. And so much for pretending to be mute at school.

Alice sticks out her hand and says "Hello. My name is Alice Cullen" I nod but don't offer my name in return. She looks a little hurt that I didn't respond, but what did she expect?

Anyways, I continued going towards the parking lot, and she followed me. She was obviously going to the parking lot too, but I wanted to get away from her. I knew what she was and how dangerous she could be. I got to the parking lot and went to lean against a wall, trying not to shiver because it was freaking COLD. Alice came up and stood beside me, obviously wanting to say something but just couldn't seem to find anything to say.

I wasn't worried that she would spill my secret, why would she when she knew the importance of keeping a secret. I see Charlie's car coming and I walk away from Alice to get closer to the approaching car. I turn around as I get into the car and see that Alice went over to her "siblings" and was speaking to them.

Rosalie saw that I was looking and gave me a heated glare, and my chest started to hurt, but I ignored it. I glared right back and turned to get into Charlie's car. I got in the car and put my seatbelt on, and we were on our way to Charlie's house. He asked me how my day was, and I told him a brief overview of my day, and he was mad about the whole Mr. Banner thing. I noticed as I got more and more into my story, my Texan accent came out. It always seemed natural to have it but being surrounded by people who don't makes me notice it for the first time. I hope Charlie doesn't say anything. That would raise questions that I don't really know how to answer, but until that happens, I might as well start my homework, or at least that was the excuse I gave so that I could go upstairs to Bella's room.

I saw the journal I bought yesterday and was reminded of the one from my reality. Maybe I can try out my gift a bit more, I got my MP3 and earbuds from where I was from, so why not my journal? It has some of the things I used to write and some good memories and pictures. I wish I really really wish that I had my journal from my normal life.

I felt tired all of a sudden and ended up falling asleep on my bed. I woke up a while later with a bloody nose, a headache and being called downstairs for dinner. I really didn't feel like eating so I yelled that I wasn't feeling to good, and that I would eat later. Charlie yelled back okay., and I got up to clean myself up and to put on some sweatpants instead of those jeans I was wearing. After that I see that my journal sat on the bed next to where I was.

Amazing, I can wish for stuff, but what if I do it in a fit of anger or if I want to take it back later? It also seems to take a toll on my body, so I would have to use it sparingly. It hurt my head to continue thinking about this, so I opened my old journal to see what was in there, and I am happy to see that everything I wrote was still there. You could see where I started to be… less happy, and it was kind of weird.

I spent about an hour looking through my old journal, smiling at some of the pictures I had with some of my friends. I wish I had one of them here with me, but then they would get ripped from their world, and that is too selfish for me to ever consider one of them coming. I get out a bit of paper from my stuff for school so that I could write what I remembered of this world. I actually knew a lot and filled out almost 20 pages of notebook paper with info from the books. I wonder how different it is in this reality and if my parents are in this reality. I might be able to find some closure as to where I am from. That would be great. As I get lost in my thoughts, I don't hear Charlie walking up the stairs to tell me something.

I jump and turn towards the door when I hear knocking.

My heart was beating fast, but I still yelled "Yes?"

"The Clearwater's stopped by to say hi, and to get to know you. I know this just thrust this upon you, but can you be down in a bit?" he questions.

"Okay" I respond. Why oh why do they have to come. I thought they were coming later in the week, not today. Anyways, I looked down at myself and thought that I looked pretty good. Might not make a good impression with my Pokémon stuff, but I am me and I was taught to not be fake, wonder when I forgot that lesson. It must have been a long time ago.

I snap out of my thoughts and make my way downstairs, and I see 3 people standing there. There was a boy about 14, 15 at the most. Then I saw a woman that had a resemblance to the boy, who I assumed was Seth. Lastly there was a girl, and she was really really pretty. Like on par with Rosalie pretty. I locked eyes with for some reason and I saw that they were a beautiful shade of dark chocolate brown, and I felt a connection to her like I did Rosalie. I am pretty sure this was Leah. I quit looking into her eyes and said

"Hello. I am Isabella, you must be the Clearwater's" Sue steps forwards and says

"Hello Isabella, I don't think you remember me, but my name is Sue Clearwater. These are my kids Seth" gesturing towards the boy, "and Leah" she says, gesturing towards the girl who was still staring at me. I wave, and then didn't know what else to say. Charlie finally breaks the silence and clears his throat and says we should move to the living room. I go and sit down on the couch, and Leah sits next to me, then Seth.

Charlie and Sue sit on the loveseat. The TV is turned on to a football game and we all just sit there watching it. I honestly felt a bit uncomfortable with the silence, so I break the silence by starting a conversation with Leah, seeing as how she was the closest to me.

"So, what do you like doing Leah" I ask.

So, it took a lot to get this out. Even with winter break, I was just so busy. In this Leah is already shifted but Seth is not. The pack includes Jared, Paul, Jacob, Sam, and Leah currently.

I hope you enjoyed, and thanks for reading. I would love some suggestions because I misplaced my outline for this story and forgot what it said. Oops.

Thanks,

-Klutzy Stone Heart