I DO NOT OWN THE TWILIGHT SAGA.

Alex's P.O.V.

September third. The day that kids dread, and the day that parents celebrate. The day that I am so nervous about due to not remembering a thing about what it's like. The first day of school. I don't remember much about school, only what Cam, Julie, and Tami told me; which is that I'm good in gym, and science, but that's pretty much it. The popular people of our school consists of Vivian Locke, Fernanda Kahn, Alexis Ramos, Tiffani Singh, Brandon James, and Kyle Waters. They only hang out with people who are as rich they are, and they tried to get me to join their posse, because my parents have more than enough money to give me and my siblings what we need or want; and they wanted me to join them in making everyone miserable. But I had apparently said no, so I guess I know why she wants to make my life miserable.

The morning of the "big day" I am up extra early; I only slept about four hours last night, and I drank four cups of coffee, so I'm really hyper right now and can't stand still for that long. Since I'm awake at five in the morning, and don't have to leave until eight thirty, I decide to take an extra-long shower, I then blow dry my hair and do a simple fish tale braid. I get dressed in an outfit that I laid out the night before: black skinny jeans, a gray, long-sleeved shirt that has the words "I HATE YOU" on it, and my black and white converse. When I'm done applying a minimal amount of makeup, I put my hearing aids on. Throughout the last few weeks of summer vacation, I went to a teacher who taught me sign language. I'm pretty good at it, but I still need help with some of the signs. I brush my teeth and go down stairs. The house is quiet, I'm pretty sure my mom left while I was in the shower, my dad is probably at work, too. As for my brothers, Jared had moved into his own place with Kim about a week ago, and Justin graduated last year, so he is probably still asleep. I make myself a bowl of cereal and go to the living room and watch reruns of "Friends".

At around eight-thirty Leona walks down the stairs. She's a freshman this year so she'll be riding to school with me. I shut the T.V. off and grab my book bag while my sister grabs a banana for herself. We walk out the front door and I lock the door behind us.

"So are you nervous for your first day of high school?" I ask when we are pulling out of the drive way. She makes a face like she can't decide on how she feels.

"A little bit. Though I'm always nervous for the first day of school," she says.

"Me, too. I was up at five this morning. And even then I only got like, three hours of sleep. I mean… what are they going to think about me? About how I lost my memory, I mean."

"Haven't you been remembering some stuff?"

"Yeah, but nothing big. That's what irritates me. I just want to remember already" I say. Throughout the last couple of weeks, I've been remembering some stuff about my life, little things. And I just wish it would come back to me all at once. But the doctor told me that the memories won't come back all at once; that they'll come back in pieces. She explained it like this: my mind is like a computer, and my memories are the files. When I got into the car accident, my mind lost those files. That they are still there, it's just my mind can't access them. When I asked what I could do to remember, she suggested to go to familiar places. Such as my school, my house, my friends' houses. Anyways, when we get to the school I see the kids walking past my car in their new clothes and new shoes. I can tell the freshman from the other students. The freshmen have scared and amazed looks on their faces, and they are smaller than the others.

"You ready?" Leona asks. I take a deep breath and nod. We get out of the car and I can automatically feel the stares. I shut the door and look around. My friends have not arrived yet, but I spot Brady across the parking lot getting out of his car. I smile a little bit. Brady and I have been dating for two months, and last week he had asked me to be his girlfriend. I, of course, said yes and I can tell you that I squealed in my closet for ten minutes when I had gotten home. He was the sweetest guy ever, and he listens to what I have to say. I think that we are still in the honeymoon stage of our relationship, but I don't care. And after mine and Brady's first date, Jared didn't complain as much, but I suspect that he's still not happy about our relationship. At that moment, a bunch of Leona's friends walk up to her and they start to squeal about being in high school, and I think I hear something about a guy named Kaden Wesley.

"Alex, I'm gonna go to class with my friends. I'll meet you back here at the end of the day, okay?" Leona asks. I look at her, she's looking at me, waiting for an answer.

"Sure. I'll see you later" I say. Her and her friends walk off to try to find their first class. When I turn my head I see Brady walking towards me. Heads turn when they see that he's heading towards me. I can see a group of people dressed way too nicely for school. They have that look about them that screams popular. Two girls who I'm guessing are Vivian and Fernanda, narrow their eyes at me. When Brady reaches me he kisses me lightly on the lips. When he pulls back, we look into each other's eyes, and I smile. "Hey."

"Hey. How was your morning?" he asks.

"Oh you know," I say. "I was up until like, two in the morning. Then I woke up at five. I have a feeling I never get a full nights rest on the night before the first day of school."

"Ah, so I'm guessing you're exhausted then?"

"No. Not really, I had four cups of coffee so I'm wide awake. Though I'm sure that I'll be tired later today, no doubt" I say. By now we are walking to first period. I have Chemistry which I'm looking forward to.

"I saw Fernanda and Vivian staring you down. I'm guessing they're jealous of you," he says, referring to earlier. I laugh loudly. Is he serious?

"Yeah right," I say sarcastically. "What could they possibly be jealous of? My hearing aids?" We are nearing the place where we have to go our separate ways. We are holding hands and we don't care who stares.

"They're jealous because of how beautiful you are," he tells me. We stop in front of my first period class room. I snort.

"I can tell you that it's not because of my 'beauty'," I retort. He looks unconvinced. The warning bell goes off and everybody hurries to get to class, not wanting to be late on the first day. Brady looks hesitant to leave me.

"Are you sure you'll be okay?" he asks. We'd gone over this a dozen times. He'd offered to walk me to all of my classes since I don't remember the school much; but I told him that I'd be fine, and that I'd find my way around eventually.

"Yeah, I'm sure I'll be able to find my way around. Besides, I can always ask for directions," I say. He sighs, and nods. He kisses me on the lips for a moment, and I can hear gags from inside the class room. He pulls back.

"I'll see you at lunch," he says, then walks away. I look after him for a moment before walking into the room. I see Vivian and Alexis sitting in the front row, looking annoyed. As I make my way to my seat Vivian puts her purse in my way, I don't have enough time to step over it, so I trip and fall on the floor, spilling the contents of her purse in the process. Everybody starts laughing and I blush fire truck red. I get on my knees and start stuffing Vivian's stuff back into her purse. When I'm almost done I come across a white, plastic stick. It confuses me for a second before I recognize what it is. A pregnancy test. It's a pregnancy test. But why would Vivian need one, unless… I flip over the stick, and there in the middle is a pink plus sign.

Someone snatches the thing out of my hands. I look up and meet Vivian's cold eyes. She knows that I saw the positive pregnancy test. She stuffs it into her bag before anyone else can see it, and turns around to face the front of the class room. I get up and the late bell rings. I reach my seat just as the teacher walks in.

"Hello class, I'm Mr. Katz. And before you ask, you cannot call me Mr. Kat, Mr. Kitty, or Mr. Meow. Either Mr. Katz or Mr. K, that clear?" the teacher says in a playful tone. The class laughs and all of a sudden I'm pulled into a memory.

~Memory~

"Guess who!" a raspy voice says into my ear as a pair of hands cover my eyes. After having my mini heart attack, I let out a large breath of relief that nobody is trying to kill me. I know that the person whose hands cover my eyes, is my best friend Julie due to her multiple rings. She wears our class ring on the ring finger of her right hand, a ring with a green emerald on her pointer finger of her left hand and a promise ring that her parents gave her on the ring finger of her left hand. Once I asked her why she wears so many rings, and she told me that she feels as if her fingers are "naked" if she doesn't wear them. And despite knowing that it's Julie, I decide to play dumb.

"Um… is it Jessica Alba?" I ask innocently. She giggles.

"Nope," she says, trying to disguise her voice.

"Is it Carrie Underwood?" Sighing in defeat, she uncovers my eyes and leans against the locker next to mine. I quickly finish putting my books in my locker; and when I look down at my best friend, I see her smiling up at me; which is not uncommon for her, but it still creeps me out a little bit. "What's with the clown smile?" I grab the binder that I'll need for first through four periods and close my locker.

"Guess who's back in town." This catches me off guard as I'd been expecting her to say something like "a pair of stilettos just went on sale at Macy's!" or something of that nature.

"I give up, who?"

"Brady Fuller!" I raise my eyebrows at her answer. She's always been attracted to Brady Fuller. I mean, who wouldn't be with his black hair and dark brown eyes. And with that mysterious look and the fact that his skin has always been lighter than everyone else's, as well as the muscles that he hides under a motorcycle jacket; he's what girls like Vivian Locke and Fernanda Kahn would consider "hot". I think that he's hot too, but at least I don't go around drooling over him. The word is that his father took him to visit family for a couple of days and I guess he just got back.

"Cool," I answer Julie. Her eyebrows shoot way up and she looks at me as if I'm on crack.

"Cool? That's all you have to say?" We start walking towards her class, which is on the way to my class.

"Yeah." I smile, amused at her fixation with Brady. "Listen, I have to work an extra shift at the diner today in order to replace my laptop, do you want to come?" My older brother Justin had been playing a video game and had gotten pissed when he didn't win, so he threw a fit a spilled his cup of orange soda all over my laptop. I honestly would have punched him in the face if it hadn't been for our older brother Jared, who stepped in at the last second. I had kind of hoped that he'd been too busy making out with his girlfriend Kim to notice our dispute. Julie sighs in defeat.

"Sure, I could use a slice of apple pie with whipped cream," she says. That's when I remember something.

"Have you talked to Tami and Cam lately?" Tammy and Cam are our other friends. Tami being extremely athletic due to her being extremely tall, and Cam being extremely sassy and sarcastic due to him being… well… him. Tami had been out sick the last couple of days and Cam had been in Canada for a funeral. Julie pushes a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear and nods.

"Yeah, Cam said that he'll hopefully be back within the next couple of days and Tami said that she'll probably be coming back tomorrow," she tells me.

"Okay good, because I really miss them."

"Me too-" she starts to say but is cut off by the warning bell. "I'll see you at lunch." She waves at me as she heads into English, while I head towards advanced chemistry. And as I'm just about to turn the corner that'll take me to the hallway in which my first period class is in, I bump into a brick wall. I stumble and a warm hand wraps around my arm to keep me from falling. I look up to see that what I had bumped into wasn't a wall, but Brady. He's standing next to his best friend Collin Littlesea who is just as buff as he is.

"Sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going," I apologize to him. I look up into his eyes and that's when I realize that his eyes are not just dark brown; dark brown outlines the iris, and the actual iris is chocolate brown with gold flecks in them. And when I look at his face, as he looks at me, I can see that he looks like he's a blind man seeing the sin for the very first time. Which is weird, because nobody has ever looked at me like that before. He opens his mouth as if he's about to say something when Mrs. Hernandez comes out of her room, probably to scold us. I'm right.

"Go to class Mr. Fuller and Mr. Littlesea, the late bell is about to ring," she says. Then she turns her attention to me. "You too Miss. Cameron." I nod, telling her that I hear her and that I'll get to class in a second. As for Brady, he's frowning down at me. Compared to my five foot five frame, he's a giant.

"Wait, your last name is Cameron? As in Alexandra Cameron? The younger sister of Jared and Justin Cameron?" he asks me. I furrow my eyebrows in confusion.

"Yeah, in the flesh," I confirm. His eyes widen, and I decide that now's the right time to head to class. "I'll see you around, Brady." I then sidestep him and Collin and head in the direction of my class.

"Shit!" I hear behind me. "Jared and Justin are gonna kill me!"

"Language, Mr. Fuller!" Mrs. Fernandez scolds. And I keep on walking.

~End Memory~

I come out of the memory to someone saying my name. "Alexandra Cameron, is Alexandra Cameron here," says Mr. Katz. That's when I realize that he's taking attendance. I raise my hand.

"Here," I say. He looks over at me.

"Thank you for finally answering Alexandra. If you had waited any longer I would have marked you absent," he says. A few people chuckle.

"Alex," I say, annoyed.

"What's that, Alexandra?"

"I prefer Alex."

"Well, I'll be sure to call you by that when I start getting paid to care about what you prefer, Alexandra," he says. The class bursts out laughing. My anger boils over the top.

"Well, Mr. Kitty, you can call me Alexandra until you're blue in the face, but I'm not going to answer to that name. So instead of trying to fight a battle that you are surely going to lose, why don't you make your life a little easier by calling me by the name I go by?" I snap back. My heart gives a leap of joy, like my body is used to talking back to adults. I don't even know where the talking back came from. He looks at me for a second.

"I said to call me Mr. Katz," he says in a firm voice. I smile tightly.

"Well, I'll be sure to call you that when I start caring about what you prefer" I say reciting almost the exact words he had said to me. I sigh loudly, and seem to get it through his thick skull that he will not be winning this one. He knows that he can't send me to the office, because I did nothing wrong. He moves on with the attendance and I go back to the memory. I'm guessing that is how Brady and I met. The thing that I'm concentrating on, is the way that he was staring at me. It was like he thought I was a god or something. I wonder why he looked at me that way. I'm gonna have to ask him the next time I see him. Also, this memory was different from the last few, it was in the first person point of view, instead of the third person point of view. What does that mean? I hope nothing bad.

The next four periods after that go by quickly. When the bell rings signaling that it is now lunch time, I get up and gather my stuff. When I walk out the door I am greeted by my boyfriend.

"Hey" he says taking my hand. We start walking towards the cafeteria.

"Hi" I say with a smile.

"I heard you stood up to Mr. Katz," he says. I roll my eyes.

"He refused to call me "Alex", and he embarrassed in front of the whole class. What was I supposed to do?" I say.

"Well, I'm glad you stuck up for yourself," he says. I take a deep breath; I guess this is the time to ask him about the time we first met.

"So, I remembered something in class today," I start. He looks down at me in surprise.

"You did? What did you remember?" he asks.

"Well… I remember the time we first met," I tell him. We are in the lunch line by now. My tray is already filled with two slices of cheese pizza, a salad, and a can of Coke. When I say this, Brady freezes mid-reach. He'd been going for a cheese burger, despite his already full tray. After a second he moves on to the checkout. We pay for our food and head towards the table where my friends and Collin are sitting.

"You do?" he asks finally.

"Yeah," I say.

"What do you remember about it?"

"Well, I remember you looking at me like you were a blind man seeing the sun for the very first time. And I was wondering why you were." Everybody at the table is quiet, especially Collin.

"I looked at you like that because you're beautiful," he says. That might be true, but I know it runs deeper than that.

"Brady it runs deeper than that, and you know it. Now tell me," I demand. I wait for him to answer, but he doesn't, I'm starting to get annoyed. He sighs loudly.

"I'll tell you after school, okay? I'll follow you home and we can talk," he says. He smiles slightly, and I return it. Why does he seem so hesitant to tell me? I didn't think it was such a big deal. But I guess I'm wrong. Great, my first day of school, and my first period teacher pretty much wants to eat me, and my boyfriend might be keeping a secret from me. Great. Just great.

A/N: What did you guys think? Please review!

~Gina