Disclaimer: Stephanie Meyer owns all of these lovely characters.

If I had been human, my face would have been flushed and my heart would have been beating 100 miles an hour. But I wasn't human. So none of this happened, I only felt the need to take a deep breath. But I stopped myself before I did. Smelling human blood would be a bad idea, even if I had gotten used to the smell…and the temptation.

It was odd, to say the least, remembering my first day of school when I was human. The memories weren't fuzzy at all, because I thought about them frequently. Every time Edward would flatter me or remind me how much he loved me, I pondered over how I could have met someone so perfect. And those thoughts always lead me here, to Forks High School.

It had changed a lot since I'd been here last. The walls where white as was the tile flooring. The ceilings had black metal rods holding it up, making it look modern. The florescent lights where bright, and I wondered how the humans weren't blinded by it.

Edward squeezed my hand as we walked into our homeroom class. When we walked in, all of the kids stopped talking and gawked at us. I had to remind myself that I was here for Nessie's sake. She was afraid to come here; she thought that she wouldn't be accepted.

I fought the urge to run full speed to my desk. Instead, I walked gracefully to it with Edward close behind me. I sat down next to a girl who had crow black hair, with wild curls. Edward sat on my left, in the corner.

I thought that it would be harder for them to gawk at us if they had to turn around in there seats…turns out I was wrong. I looked up from my binder to find that everyone was turned around in their seat, staring open-mouthed at us. Well, all but one.

To my right, I noticed the girl with crow black hair hadn't even bothered looking up when we sat down. I felt comforted by this.

The girl was wearing black boots that came up to her knees, and was wearing a black mini skirt with a studded belt. Her blouse was black too. She seemed to be concentrating on something.

I looked away from her, at the woman that I assumed to be our teacher. She had bleached blond hair that came down to her chin.

The woman cleared her voice.

"Hello class, my name is Mrs. Todd, and I'll be teaching you all there is to know about all four of the World Wars today. But first, why don't we all introduce ourselves?" She glanced down at a boy with pale blond hair in the front row.

"What's your name, young man?" she asked.

"Mike Newton." He answered in a low voice.

My head snapped in the direction of the boy. From the corner of my eye, I saw that Edward had done the same.

This couldn't have been the same Mike, could it? It was impossible…for a human, anyway. Had someone changed him? Why hadn't Edward recognized his scent?

"Tell me a little about yourself, Mike." Mrs. Todd said to him.

"Uh…" he seemed to be searching for something to say. "I'm named after my grandfather." It sounded like a question. The girl with black hair snorted at this, and Mike turned around to glare at her.

Once I got a good look at his face, I could see that this was NOT the same Mike Newton. Though he did have some similarities, due to the fact that he was indeed Mike Newton's grandson.

Mike Jr. had the same color hair, and the same color eyes as his grandfather. And just like his grandfather, he was gawking at me with a flirty smile on his lips.

I heard Edward growl quietly. The humans couldn't hear it.

"Shhh." I warned him. We didn't need to bring even more attention to ourselves.

He glanced at me with irritated eyes. But then they softened when he saw my pleading expression.

Mrs. Todd had kept going down the aisle until she reached Edward. She looked at him with a bored expression, then her face changed completely when she saw his face.

"And what is your name?" she said, batting her eyelashes. It looked like she had a blinking disorder.

Edward pressed his lips down to keep from laughing, and then cleared his voice. "My name is Edward Cullen."

Mrs. Todd smiled widely, showing her yellowed teeth. "And what interests you, Edward?"

Edward made a face for some reason; he was probably reading someone's mind, but recovered quickly. "Brunettes." He said curtly, with a sly smile on his lips.

The class erupted in laughter; it seemed we weren't the only ones who noticed Mrs. Todd's fascination with my husband. I chuckled, surprised by his bluntness.

Mrs. Todd's smile faded. She glanced at me, then back at Edward. She cleared her voice again, then glared at me.

"And what is your name, Miss?" she asked, more like demanded, me.

"Bella." I said through tight lips.

She smiled at me.

"Why don't you tell us a little bit about yourself, Bella?"

"I'm from Alaska, and I moved here with my family a couple of days ago."

"Oh, well isn't that lovely. I love Alaska, it's so pretty there."

I smiled and nodded at her. I hadn't taken a breath yet, and I wasn't sure if I could handle it or not.

She moved on to the rest of the students, but before I could find out the name of the girl with black hair, the bell rang, and the students scattered.

As Edward and I were walking out of the door, Mike Jr. walked passed us and winked at me.

Edward glared at him and Mike Jr. half-ran down the hall.

It was going to be a long day.