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Waking up at 6 am is probably one of the worst experiences of a teenager's life. I barely have the drive to open my eyes, but I have to shut off my alarm since it's deafening me. As soon as my feet touch the ground my body erupts in goose bumps and I'm freezing.

I walk down stairs where I'm greeted by cupcake who wanted to eat instead I open the backdoor and make her go outside. After, that I make myself some tea and lay out some dog food before letting Cupcake back inside. I walk back upstairs while Cupcake devours her food.

I continue with my morning routine: first I wash my face and then i apply my makeup. I never bother with a full face of makeup that would look like I was trying too hard. So since I can't put on foundation I put on a tinted moisturizer to even out my complexion. Mostly it's to hide the three small acne scars I have since they are disgusting I put on some concealer on if they still aren't hidden and then put the concealer under my eyes.

I put my contacts so that people don't see me in my glasses. I put some mascara on to bring out my meager lashes and make it clumpy so that they appear thicker; just tricks of the trade for illusions. No, need for blush I'll be red faced once I get to school.

I look in the mirror and am disappointed; I don't have dimples like my sister Mikayla or full lips like her and my other sister Lizzy. I have the same round face as Lizzy and all three of us have the same almond shaped eyes. However, I'm the ugly duckling and it's very apparent. Both of them are beautiful, smart, and lovable unlike me no one even knows me and no one will ever love me especially not a guy.

All of my friends have had their first kiss and I'm an almost seventeen year old who's never even been asked out by a guy and probably never will be. I leave the bathroom and throw on my outfit. I spent two hours last night choosing it; a large belted grey sweater with thin heart tights and black wedges.

I throw on some pearl earrings to match with the pearl Peter Pan collar I have on. I don't bother to look in the mirror this time I just grab my brown leather backpack and go. My parents are still asleep so I just grab my keys and leave.

It is 6:55 and I pray that I don't get lost when I pull out of my driveway. By some miracle I manage not to and I arrive at 7:10 and park I wait another 5 minutes before I leave my car. I don't want to seem eager. In high school everything is about appearances and I pray to God I don't stand out.

As I look around the parking lot I'm sure my medium size ford Escape doesn't stand out. However, as I walk to class I realize I do in a sea of people I see only sweatshirts and jeans I raise my head and try to calm myself enough to stop my nervous shaking and walk into the head office.

I get my schedule, a map, and some poor smuck to walk me to my classes. He seems nice enough as he shows me to my locker. My cheeks are stained red as he leads me through the hallways to my locker. Everyone is staring and whispering I try to silence my clacking shoes and once I get to my locker I take off my peter pan collar and wish I had brought some flats.

I close my locker and start to walk with my assigned smuck, Thomas to room 2334. I walk in with my red face and wait to be seated. Of course the teacher makes me introduce myself but luckily no one laughs or asks questions. That is always the worst case scenario.

She apologizes and asks Jen to raise her hand and I walk over to my seat and sit. All while Ms. Caldway begins to introduce us to Junior English. I feel eyes all over me and I try to sink lower into my chair.

Eventually I make it to lunch and Thomas invites me to sit with him I agree, but I realized my mistake since in most cafeterias guys sit with guys and girls with girls. Except couples sit together and some exceptions. Thomas' table was not an exception, so I try to make conversation with five teenage boys and I fail at it. At least from my perspective I do per usual I have no clue what other people are thinking.

There was only one point when I didn't feel everyone's' eyes on me. It was when a group of four came each had a partner and the whole cafeteria stared all of them were pale, but the small girl wasn't as pale as the rest of them. The whole interaction only took 5 seconds but it was significant.

"What was that all about" I asked and Thomas replied "nothing just the Cullens." I raised my eyebrow to try to get a clearer answer. Eventually Thomas's friend, Kyle answered the question. "They're a family of adopted kids except for Bella she's just dating Edward. There are two more but they are at college now. They're all weird if you ask me, but I know how dreamy you girls find the Cullen men."

"Dreamy? First of all I think a more update word is sexy or hot and they all have the complexion of printer paper except for Bella. I mean hey I'm from an Irish family we're known for our pale skin, but they're taking albinism to a whole new level." I say this and manage to get all five of them to laugh, a success in my mind.

"You're all right Celia" Kyle says grinning and running his hand through his short brown hair. "So then if it's not the Cullen men who is your dream guy?" asks Trevor with his brown eyes twinkling. He's obviously the jokester of the group, so I decide to play along.

"oh you know the average guy" I say " He has brown eyes, dirty blonde hair, wears plaid, boots and he's got a little tomato sauce on his cheek" I say with my own cheeky grin and everyone laughs even Trevor as he wipes off the tomato sauce.

"And I really thought we had a shot, but come on be serious now" Trevor says. I'm about to retort when the bell rings, so I just say "saved by the bell" and begin my walk to math with Thomas. "So whattya think" he asks " Your friends, oh they're really nice-"No" he says "whattya think about Forks High?"

"Oh it's alright I mean I'm not gonna love high school, but everyone seems nice enough" I say this with a genuine smile.

"Well here is Physics try not to have a break down" Thomas says. "No promises" I say with a laugh and walk in.

I hand the teacher my paper smiling and stand at the front of the class with my face flushed. "Hello Celia I'm Ms. Ranit now all the seats are alphabetical so you're sitting behind to Peter. Now Peter could you just give a little wave so that she knows who and where you are" I see 'Peter' sit up and wiggle his hand in the air.

"Thanks" I say once I get over to him and he replies with a "don't mention it" I take out a pen and a notebook even though I'm sure I don't need either. "So...I'm sure you're aware that we don't get many new students here in Forks" he says tentatively.

I reply with a noncommittal "I'm aware" deciding not to give him the answer he wants. "So why are you here?" he clarifies. "I have been going to school for a while now my folks tell me it's to better myself" I say continuing to not answer. "You gonna evade all my questions" he asks me jokingly. This time I'm honest" only the ones I don't feel like answering" I say smiling and he gives me a smile back.

Peter turns back around as we go over the syllabus and eventually there is only five minutes left in class. "So" Peter starts up "there is a bonfire to kick off the school year tomorrow and I figured you'd probably wanna go." "Yeah that sounds like fun does everyone in the school go to it?"

He laughs" God no only the upperclassmen the sophomores and frosh would ruin it. It is one of the advantages of having less than 400 students at your high school. There are only about 160 juniors and seniors and every year about 20 don't show up so there will be about 150 kids at most."

"That actually sounds like a lot of fun. I didn't know forks had a beach though?" I asked surprised that I had missed a beach on the drive in" "Oh Forks doesn't but La Push, the Indian Reservation has three and we use first beach sometime for parties. It's only fifteen minutes away so it's real convenient."

Class officially ends and we start to walk out the door and into the hallway. "I'll be there" I say to Peter "what time do people actually start show ups?" He stops for a second and thinks" well it starts at 9 so probably 9:30 or 10" he shrugs. "Alright sounds good thanks for the invite" I say walking away.

Unfortunately when I turned I walked straight into Thomas and his books went flying. "Oops" I dutifully begin to pick up his books and papers. "So what was that about...a date already" he inquires. "Not unless you count a date as me, him, and about 150 other students. But I think the more accurate term is party." I say giving him back his books.

"Oh I forgot about the bonfire. Yeah you should go it's a lot of fun" he says offhandedly. "Thanks but I've already been invited by Peter I don't need you to invite me" I say laughing at him. "Well did Peter offer you a ride like I will?" he asked jokingly. "Actually he didn't but if he had I would have told him that I'm an independent and that I like to drive myself places."

"Well then how about you come pick me up so you don't have to drive alone" Thomas proposes. "Well you see I still have another 2 months before I can legally drive other people so I'm gonna have to say no" He laughs "well obviously you're a stickler for legality so I won't argue, but just know I was willing to provide tunes"

"Aww wow that's a bummer" I say sarcastically. "Room 1223 where the beautiful study hall is held; after you my dear" "Wait you're in this class too" I ask happily although I shouldn't be only making friends with one person. "Yes, Celia this is the only class we have together; now do you wanna sign out and go to the commons." "Um is that even a question...cause if it is yes" Thomas passes me the paper and we walk back out of the room and into the hallway.

"Hey you two" I look back to see a tan muscled boy call out to us. I look at Thomas and he doesn't seem to know what's going on either. "Hi my name is Jacob do either of you happen to know where Bella Swan is?" he asks like it's really urgent. Thomas starts "No I don't-" "JACOB what are you doing" another muscled Tan boy asks. Both boys are well over six foot and muscular both things I take a moment to appreciate.

"Embry you know what I'm doing I have to talk to Bella" Jacob says. Embry begins "listen Bella has made her choice so-" Embry looks up at Thomas and then me and freezes up. It reminds me of when I zone out during class.

I decide to end the awkward stare "Well this has been interesting but I don't wanna hang around the hallways for no reason. I have no clue where Bella is but best of luck maybe I'll see you around" I say before walking down the hallway pulling Thomas's hand. "So I'm guessing they don't go here" I comment.

"No they're from the Reservation I wonder why they want to find Bella so bad" he says. "Who cares it's not my problem I just wanna find a seat in the commons did you say it's in the basement?" I ask.

"Yeah it's pretty sick the football team moved an air hockey machine down there and there is a fridge one of the seniors brought in. Apparently his family got a new one and they donated the old one to the school. Probably one of the best things about being an upperclassmen is using the commons; every year someone adds something new' he says.

Once we got down there we sat down and talked until school ended and then we headed out. I stopped at my locker and then walked into the parking lot with Thomas. "Bye Thomas" I yelled from before getting into my car.

I got in and slammed my door shut and prepared to back out. In my back window I saw Bella Swan and that Jacob kid talking while his friend, Embry leaned against the wall. Overall that looked like something I wanted no part of so I pulled out and drove home. I decided to focus my thoughts on more pressing matters, like my outfit for the bonfire tomorrow.