A/N: This is a story written by myself and April Nichole. We share idea credit and the writing credit goes to April Nichole. She has other Twilight fan fictions, and I suggest you check them out.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of this story, or any of the things from the original 'Twilight Saga' by Stephenie Meyer. But I, and April Nichole, do own Adora Mireya, and everything that happens to her in the past and future.

A/N: Hey guys, april nichole here. I wanted to do my own quick note here. I am really really sorry that it has been like months since this story has had an update. My problem was that I hit a really big thick brick wall of writer's block. Things were coming a lot easier for my Quil and Claire story, Refuge, but that story is done now. Because school has also started back I don't want to make any promises that this story is going to get updated more often but I can say that that is my plan. While writing this chapter some things felt a little easier than what it had been so I would like to see that as a good sign. I hope everyone has a great day, rest of the week and a wonderful weekend!

Also, be sure to reread the last couple of chapters. I went back and changed a couple of things. It isn't anything too major but there are changes for you to read.

11: School.

APOV

"Adora, come on. You don't want to be late for your first day." Mom yelled from downstairs. I rolled my eyes while finishing getting ready, when have we ever been late for anything.

"Mom, why can't I drive? I have my license, and a car so why not?"

"Its one day Adora. You can drive the rest of the year. Now quit complaining and get down here. I'm not going to keep yelling up to you."

"Fine, I'm coming." I took one more look in the mirror and turned around grabbing my book bag. I started mumbling under my breath, "Stupid tradition, I should be able-"

"Adora quit complaining." Dad called up. I stopped in my tracks looking at the door.

Seriously there is something about this family. I grabbed my bag and headed off downstairs to leave for school.

Here we go again another new school, another new group of people. No matter how many times we moved I still got nervous the first day of school. Every first day was the same. Everyone stared at you all day like you have an extra eye or something.

"Sweetie we're here. Do you want us to walk to the office with you?" Mom and dad insisted on taking me to school there was no talking them out of it but I really didn't want them to go any further.

"No, I'll be fine." I said even though breathing seemed to be a problem.

"Good luck on your first day, I love you."

"I love you too mom."

"Have a good day giggles."

"Thanks dad," he could always ease the tension. I took an easier breath and got out of the car.

We'll here we go, I thought to myself.

RPOV

"So, do you think she will last till her eighteenth birthday or do you think she will bring it up before then?" I asked Emmett as we left Forks High parking lot.

"I don't know. We better make sure her birthday is a really good one."

"I'm sure Alice just started working on it…And actually speaking of Alice, she gave me a little heads up for you."

"About what?" His voice got stern which was a rarity for him. I took a deep breath before I started.

APOV

My morning classes went by fairly easily. I only had one class that I had to stand in front of everyone and introduce myself. Those things are so annoying. It's really only the teacher that enjoys hearing the new student speak in front of everyone. I mean if a student wants to know anything they will just come and ask.

At least that's how it was for Mrs. Garrett. She was so cheery and happy. She could give Aunt Alice a run for her money with how happy she was. From the looks on everyone's faces she was like this everyday.

I had made my way to the cafeteria and this was always the part that I hated. It was rough at the schools that I hadn't met someone in the morning. I went through the lunch line and then began the search in the cold blue cafeteria.

I was going to make my way to one of the tables in the back when someone came up beside me.

"Hey."

I looked up to the smooth voice and when I saw the person's face I was a little shocked. "Hey," it was the guy from the elevator.

"So, you're new too huh?"

"Am I that obvious?"

"Only a little." He said with a smile. "Would you want to sit together?"

"Sure." I said trying to stay calm. I was getting what I had wanted. I wanted to talk to him that day in the elevator but I couldn't.

He led the way to a table off to the side. We sat down and I suddenly had butterflies in my stomach. At this point I didn't know if I could eat anything.

"I'm Cole." He said with a smile holding out his hand to me. I had forgotten that I didn't know his name.

"Adora, it's nice to meet you." As soon as I shook his hand it was like everything stopped for a second.

He turned and picked up his fork to start eating. Eating, right, I guess I should at least try. As I took a bite I had a though that I wanted to ask him about.

"You said too earlier. Is this your first day?"

"Yeah." He said with a big sigh.

"That doesn't sound good. Has it been a bad morning?"

"No, it's been fine. I just move around a lot. It gets old pretty quickly but I'll be eighteen soon enough and off to college so I won't have to move around as much anymore."

I played with the corn on my plate thinking about what he said. We had everything he said in common. I was tired of moving and even though he said he would be eighteen soon I had just under two years before I would be eighteen. At least then it would be up to me what I did, right? Before I could continue on that thought Cole spoke again.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to put a downer on lunch. I usually don't even tell people that stuff at all or at least not when I'm first talking to them."

I smiled to reassure him, "Don't worry, your secret is safe." I was used to secrets so what's one more? "Actually I move around a lot too."

That started a conversation on different places we had lived. The places we liked and didn't like. Of course when it came around to why we moved so much I had no reason, at least not the real one. I told him what the family told everyone else, that Grandpa Carlisle had gotten a job at the hospital here. He said that he was an army brat so moving came with the territory.

The lunch bell rang and I was off to Art while Cole went to Biology. We did figure out that we had study hall at the end of the day together.

Art Class wasn't so bad. I really liked art so usually even if I didn't like the teacher I would still enjoy the class itself. Mr. Meyer though seemed carefree so maybe it wouldn't be too bad. All the tables were placed in a big circle. There was a littler table in the center that Mr. Meyer said we would start using tomorrow. Today we were doing free drawing. He wanted to see what natural talent we all had. For some reason I found that funny cause he said it using like a hippie laid back tone.

I even got to meet someone in Art class. Her name was Serena. She was quiet like me and I found that we had Mrs. Garrett's English class together. I left Art and headed to History. This was one class that it didn't matter if I liked the teacher or not I wouldn't like the class itself, period. History was history. In my opinion I wanted to let history stay in the past.

Knowing that I was going to see Cole in study hall made History draw on and on, I was practically jumping in my seat for class to be over. It was so strange to be this excited to see someone that I had just met. But I wanted to see those dark eyes again.

I think it was out of excitement of seeing him again that I was one of the first ones there. I chose a table in the back of the room and laid out some books even though with it being the first day I didn't really have anything to do. But since I was new here I wanted to be prepared incase the teacher was streaked about silence.

"Hey."

I looked up to see Cole smiling down at me. "Hey."

"Anyone sitting here?"

"Nope, go ahead."

We talked for a few minutes about the classes before this until the teacher started talking about how things would go. Thankfully that only took about ten minutes and then he let us talk for the rest of class. I put everything up and enjoyed the rest of class talking to Cole.

When class was over we walked out together. We made it to the parking lot and my stomach sank for a moment. I had forgotten that Mom and Dad were picking me up until I saw their car. I quickly said bye to Cole and hurried to the car. I wondered how much they saw of Cole and my self.