The lunchroom was rectangular and the walls were gold with big blue lettering on the wall opposite the doors saying 'HOME OF THE SPARTANS'. Spartans? Humans can be very strange.

"Bella!"

I turned in the direction of the voice to see Evelyn already seated at an empty table. I have never been happier to see anyone in my entire life. I propelled myself over to her and sat down beside her.

"Did you have fun?" I asked sarcastically.

"Tons," she answered rolling her eyes. I noticed that she had a tray of food in front of her and raised my eyebrow. She shrugged and answered my unasked question. "Wouldn't it look strange if we don't eat anything?"

"You can't eat it even if you get it," I pointed out. "Besides, since when are humans that observant?"

She shrugged indifferently before her eyes lit up. "But you know what I did find interesting?" she asked. I waited patiently for her to tell me, not really sure if it would be interesting to me. "There are others here like us. I've met one." She giggled. "He was cute!" I rolled my eyes; she found almost all vampires cute. She continued speaking, oblivious to my reactions.

"He had gold eyes like the one you met this morning," she stated matter-of-factly.

The one I met this morning. The image of the boy with the bronze hair flashed in front of me. Maybe that's part of his coven, I mused.

"Speaking of which," Evelyn continued, "here he comes now."

I snapped my head up to see his messy bronze hair. I watched him make his way to the lunch line, seemingly oblivious to his surroundings. He disappeared in the line and I turned back to see Evelyn grinning like a madwoman.

"What?" I asked. She just giggled.

"I think we should invite him to sit with us," she suggested, trying to appear innocent.

"Do whatever you please but keep me out of it," I warned. She giggled again and got up to walk over to the line. She has something planned and I know it.

Evelyn always told me that I was too critical, that I saw only the flaws in the guys around me and never gave them a chance to prove me wrong. I always countered by asking why I should settle for something that wasn't good enough. I wanted to find the perfect one, the only one. I knew in the back of my mind that there may not be one perfect person and that I may end up alone for the rest of eternity, but I was fine with that. It turned out that Evelyn and my father weren't. They continued to set me up with any guy they thought stood a snowball's chance in hell. There had been one that came close, but he was only that; close.

I snapped out of my thoughts when I saw that Evelyn was already coming back to our table with Edward at her heels. Evelyn took her seat next to me and Edward sat across from us.

"Nice to meet you again, Bella," he said looking at me with his sad eyes. I smiled at him and looked at the tray in front of him.

"You don't eat," I stated. He chuckled and it shocked me how much his laugh resembled my father's.

"I don't, but this way I don't have to answer any strange questions," he replied.

"Excuse me, I have to . . . use the bathroom," Evelyn said getting up and leaving. She doesn't use the bathroom. Edward chuckled again, but I didn't know why.

"I believe she wanted to give us some alone time," he informed. I shook my head, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"How's your car?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

"Just fine. So is my head, by the way," he joked.

"Oh right. I'm sorry about that," I laughed.

"Don't worry about it. It was my own fault for not paying attention to the things around me," he said lightly. "And you surprised me, being so surprising." I wasn't sure what he meant by that, but I decided to play with him anyway. I peered at him from under my lashes and batted my eyes at him.

"Tell me something I don't know," I challenged.

He was speechless and just stared at me in amazement. The buzzing sound rang through the school again and I got up, grabbed Evelyn's untouched tray and dropped it into the garbage before walking to the door. Before I left the lunchroom, I turned around and spotted him still glued to his seat with his eyes still on me, a bewildered expression on his face. I winked and waved goodbye, pushing the door open to head to my next class.

I had memorized my schedule by now and knew I had Biology next with someone called 'Banner'. I also found out how these classes were organized and found the room with no problem. I took a deep breath before entering the classroom, dreading the constant stares from the other students, not to mention the boredom each class had inflicted on me so far.

This classroom was identical to the others, but the teacher actually left the door open for the students to walk in freely though I think he was just too lazy to close it. I saw a balding man sit in a desk at the corner. He was reading from a stack of papers on his desk with a red pen in his hand. Hello, Mr. Banner, I thought. I walked up to his desk making more noise than I usually did while walking, trying to make him look up. He didn't look up. What is he, deaf? I thought, annoyed. I cleared my throat and slammed my schedule onto his desk.

"Excuse me. My name is Isabella and I am new," I said faking pleasantness. He didn't say anything because he was too busy staring at me. Eventually, he pointed to a table in the center aisle with two chairs. "Thank you," I muttered walking over to the seat and sinking down.

I put my elbow on the table and propped my head on my right hand. I was prepared for another boring lecture. I looked straight ahead, wondering why my father wanted me to attend school. It certainly wasn't so I could learn new things; these teachers were simply incapable of teaching me something I haven't learned yet.

I heard someone take the chair next to me but didn't look over. I was tired of being stared at and tired of pathetic attempts to ask me out. Whoever is was stared at me, their eyes boring into my skull. Ugh, I guess I have to face them sooner or later, I decided after a couple of minutes. I turned, ready to yell some sense into them. I was met by a pair of liquid gold eyes and an amused smile.

I gasped in surprise and jumped out of my seat, losing my balance on the stool. Great! You haven't fallen in centuries and you start now. I felt a pair of hands grab my waist right before I started to tip over and straightened me before pulling away swiftly. Either he was a real gentleman or he's afraid of girls, I thought, still annoyed that I had actually fallen over.

"Thank you," I said.

"My pleasure," he replied. Mr. Banner finally got up from his desk and decided to start class so I turned, pretending pretend to listen to his lesson. Maybe this one will actually say something interesting. I glanced at Edward from the corner of my eyes to see the corners of his mouth was pulled up, hinting at a smile. The sadness that I'd seen in his golden eyes wasn't there as I looked at him and it gave me the strangest feeling, something I couldn't identify. What is that?

Author's Note: Care to guess what it is? Thanks to my editor for catching my silly mistakes and prying through it loyally every time. The finished version you see here is the result of her great work so I had to make that known. Thanks Seraphyn! Review!