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Chapter Two:

Nothing Ever Happens In Forks.

My senior year at Forks High School started out as boring, and progressed in a boring manner. Forks ad always been an exceptionally uninteresting place, this I was all too aware of. However, I'd just felt something about this year. That maybe, perhaps, it would be different. That something would happen to break the routine which bored me to tears. Just something.

It was ridiculous of course. I was not psychic. I had no supernatural powers. I had no way of knowing what the future held, for anybody. Yet it somehow felt anti-climatic. Like something that should have happened, just, didn't. Nevertheless, nothing had happened to dramatically change my life. So I continued on as before, it wasn't as if I had a choice. I would go to school, come home, do my homework, cook dinner for Charlie if he was there, eat, and then go to bed. The next morning I would wake up and do it all over again.

The days turned into weeks, which turned into month and I began to completely lose track of time. It wasn't as if it mattered anyway. Time didn't matter. Every single day was much the same. Mike asking me out, Jessica giving out to me for it, and all the other mindless drivel my peers seemed to have ever lasting stocks of. Before I knew it, it was already halfway through the year. Just the same amount of time again, and I would be free. Free as a bird. Free to go wherever I liked. Do whatever I liked. I just had to get through the rest of the year.

One day, I entered class to hear Lauren and Jessica discussing something excitedly. I guessed that they were talking about some sale or other. I caught snippets of their conversation, unintentionally of course, and had to admit that my curiosity was piqued. ''Oh my god! Did you, like, see Dr Cullen in the hospital? He was gorgeous! And, like, his kids are supposed to be even better looking. I can't wait for them to get here! The boys will just, like, love me!'' I rolled my eyes at the ever vapid words of Lauren Mallory. Though, truth be told, Jessica was no better. She was simply Lauren's lapdog, hanging on every word she said.

They squealed in a girlish manner and exchanged some more inane words, but I didn't listen. I didn't care about what they were talking about. However, the part about the newcomers? That had certainly caught my attention. There hadn't been any new kids in Forks since the sixth grade. Perhaps these would be the people to break the monotony. Maybe they would make Forks more interesting. Maybe.

I let myself hope. Hope that I would have someone to actually talk to. Hope that this was the change I had anticipated. That this year would be different. That things would never be the same because of their arrival. Perhaps Forks would finally be able to lay claim to something interesting.

The weeks that followed passed quickly, the talk of the school being the mysterious newcomers. Everyone was excited, sharing tid-bits of information they had gathered some place or another. Nobody could wait to see them, to meet them. Not that I would ever admit it, but I was just as excited as my peers. It was something different, something new. Something to look forward to. Simply the anticipation of their arrival broke the monotony of everyday life.

The feeling of something coming strengthened as their arrival date loomed. It was all consuming. It was as if their arrival would change my life in a way that was completely irreversible. As if my life would begin again. But better this time. More exciting. I became more anxious with each day, I tried to conceal it, but my body betrayed me. My foot began to tap of its own accord. I would tap my fingers on tables and I had developed a penchant for staring at clocks, willing them to move faster.

One day, Jacob Black, Billy's son and one of my more bearable friends, commented on my recent anxiety. Charlie and Billy were watching some game or other on the television and we were attempting to do homework. Well, he was doing it, I couldn't concentrate. ''Are you alright, Bells?'' He asked. ''You seem a bit..agitated.'' He said hesitantly. ''I'm fine.'' I said, brushing it off. He took the hint and changed the subject. ''So, Bella, Are you busy tomorrow night? We could go to a movie or something.'' I inwardly groaned. Jacob was my friend and everything, but I didn't feel that way for him. It was somewhat like the situation with Mike, but Jacob was less..annoying about it. He was just as persistent, if not more so, but a tad more subtle. He didn't ask me every day, but he never gave up. ''Jacob, we've been over this. We're friends. Nothing more. You're too young for me anyway.'' I ending jokingly, punching his shoulder. I just hoped that I had conveyed my message. He laughed it off, seeming to forget about the whole thing, but I knew from his eyes that he hadn't.

When Jacob went home, I wondered if there was something wrong with me. I had two perfectly nice guys interested in me. I was sure that a lot of girls would love this. I'd had guys ask me out before. In short, I was not without suitors. However, I'd never felt the urge to accept their offers. I just didn't feel it. I didn't want to. What if I never found someone that I was interested in? Would I simply grow old and die alone? What a frightening thought.

I woke up on the day the new students were to arrive in Forks. I felt a giddy, irrational excitement course through my veins. Something different. Something new. Hallelujah. I dressed quickly, noting that the sun had decided to shine, something that rarely happened in Forks. I smiled. Perhaps it was a good omen. A sign of good things to come. I liked the sound of that. I ate breakfast quickly, Charlie was already gone. I sighed. He still hadn't got over the divorce. And he refused to talk about it. With me, anyway. Who knows, maybe he discussed it with Billy. But probably not. At least he had someone to talk to. And his job and fishing kept him busy. He was coping. Perhaps he wasn't particularly happy, but he was coping. I shoved thoughts of Charlie from my mind. Today everything would change. Change and become infinitely better.

Evidently my psychic powers were malfunctioning. Nothing changed. Save for the rare sunshine, it was a completely typical day in Forks. The new students didn't arrive. The entire student body, including myself, and even the teachers, waited with bated breath that morning, but the mysterious newcomers never showed. I waited vainly all day long, alert and on the lookout, but to no avail. I couldn't help but feel a deep despair. As if they had somehow personally let me down by not showing up. By the end of the day, I was despondent. The last thing I wanted to do was go to work in Newton's Outfitters . However, I didn't have a choice. If I wanted to leave this place for college, I needed all three money I could get. Even with a scholarship I would need my savings. So I forlornly got into my truck and began the short ride there.

To add to my mood, the sun had vanished and torrential rain had taken its place. I sighed as my windscreen wipers battled fruitlessly against the endless water. I sighed. Today had been the day from hell. And I'd expected so much. That was the worst thing.

I got inside and quickly changed into my uniform. Then I dutifully took my place behind the counter, awaiting a customer who needed help or wanted to purchase something. Same old, same old. Would anything interesting ever happen in Forks?

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Kate