A/N: Thanks to GoodyGoody23 for green eyes! Okay you know what was really mean my grandpa was like, "you might be my favorite granddaughter… after your sister of course" ,so now I'm here typing this up instead of hurting myself (which I would never do don't worry). THE WITH SHOW ON!!!

My throat tightened. It couldn't possibly be him.

"James how many times do I have to tell you no more hoods or hats?"

"A lot because I'm never gonna listen." I was surprised the voice was defiantly a girl even though her clothes looked like boy clothes."

"Well could you pweese take off your sweatshirt so you aren't tempted to put your hood on again? Oh, and put on some shoes too." At this point I was still frozen in fear.

"Sure thing Byron." She took her sweatshirt off. Underneath she had another zip up sweatshirt without a hood and a violet-red tank top on. She got some shoes from under her chair they were bright blue converse slip-ons.

I finally saw her face she had flawless pale skin, plump red lips, and a perfect nose. I would have thought she was a vampire, but her eyes were a very vivid green. Even here hair was perfect. She had long, dark brown hair that had just the right amount of curl to it. While I looked her over she just stared at my eyes until she blinked. I could have sworn her eyes were dark green now they were lighter, almost blue.

"The name is so not Byron. Anyway James this is Bella, Bella this is James."

She reached out a hand and said, "Brown, James Brown." I gave a quick chuckle and then shook her hand; it was cold.

"Sorry my hands are cold whenever I type stuff they get super cold super fast and take forever to warm up." She gave a huge perfect smile, though it definitely wasn't as bright as most vampires.

"That's okay it's nice to meet you, I'm Bella Swan." Mr. Man turned to me and smiled.

"Well I can see you two will get along just fine. James will you take her on a tour of the school?"

"Sure, will you take that nose off your face? I glued it on while you were sleeping and now realize that it totally isn't your color."

This girl was totally funny; she could make "Byron" blush crimson.

Mr. Man scrambled to take off the nose which left a bright red ring on his forehead.

"I so knew that, now go get on with the tour before I take you off payroll."

We left the office and started heading down the halls. The tour was completely boring and apparently I wasn't the only one who thought so.

"Okay this is officially boring. Screw tours, we're just going to go somewhere and talk the whole day, if that's fine with you?"

"Oh god, yes please this is worse than Parcheesi."

"Well let's head to my office then."

"You have an office? I thought you were only like, fourteen how can you work here?"

"Actually thirteen; I'm like a super genius, but I decided to wait to go to college because it would be kind of hard to have your mom drop you off at school when everyone else is living on their own. And my mom is friends with Mr. Man, so she asked him if I could come here during the day instead. I think I'm a paraprofessional, but I'm not really sure. I mostly just mess with everything and everyone." Interesting, slightly stupid but interesting.

"Okay, so uh, yah." Well I think we established I'm an idiot.

"So, what brings you here? Wait, let me guess, boy trouble." Okay very creepy mind reader.

"Yeah how did you know?"

"I can read minds", she said sarcastically, "No, you look like you've been crying, and most teen girls only cry over boys, and their mom. What's your boy trouble? It has been said I give great advice from time to time you know." She seemed sincere and I kind of did want advice.

"Well my trouble is that my guy thinks he's not good enough for me-"

"I'm guessing that he probably is, or at least you fell that way, but go on."

"Yes, well he doesn't want me to have the life he has, he thinks it isn't good enough for me. So he was going to leave me, he and his whole family were going to move away. So, I decided instead of making seven people move, just one person should, and I ran away. Do you think I made the right choice?"

"I have a feeling that this was the right choice, for you anyway. I get the feeling you really love him and his family, and vice versa. It may be better in the long run to see how you feel being apart. Maybe when you go back you'll both realize that leaving isn't an option."

"I really hope it turns out that way." I really, really hoped that it ended like that.

We kept talking about a bunch of different things. It turned out that James was awesome and her name wasn't James. It was actually Matilda James Trio-Brown. When I asked her about it she came right out with a long speech.

"I was never Matilda, I was Tillie. When I was a kid I fell in love with the movie and decided I couldn't live up to my name, not even a nick name. So I told everyone to call me James and for the past seven years it's worked out pretty well."

I had a lot of fun with James. We had a lot of the same interests except she could actually play sports. She decided that I had to try swimming in the winter because it didn't involve any walking. We kept talking about various things until a bell rang.

"That's the lunch bell. Just for future reference we can go anywhere as long as we're back to school on time."

"Let's just go to the cafeteria for today."

We walked to the cafeteria and got some food, which James insisted on paying for, then sat down. I noticed that no one seemed to notice us which was a relief. We ate our food in silence. Once we were done we went back to James' office and kept talking and playing games.

At the end of the day I was getting ready to just go back to my car and do nothing, but then James spoke up.

"You don't have anywhere to go do you? I think you should come home with me."

"Oh, I couldn't. I really don't want to be a bother."

"You wouldn't be. We have a million people at our house, who's going to notice one more?"

"What about your mom?"

"My mom wouldn't want to ruin the fact that I'm bringing a friend home with me. She won't say anything except, 'hello, who are you? You're welcome to stay' and so forth."

"Sure I'll give you a ride in my truck then." I couldn't believe I was going to go to her house especially with the way she described her family. I had a feeling that I was headed for trouble.

A/N: Yay! Two long ones in one day who's proud of me. Darn I forgot what I was going to say. Oh, well goodnight, and sausage! Andie's mountains