(((Sweet, sweet Twilight. I may never own you, but I will always love you. Bored, I may be, but an idiot I am not.)))

School. This first day that I am to attend this "Forks High School," as it is so elegantly named, is the day of today.

At lest I had the chance to spend a little time on Saturday and a bit of Sunday getting to know Dad and his quaint little house.

"Bells, we're leaving in a few!" Dad called from the floor below. I ran a brush through my hair and ran myself downstairs, and almost smack-dab into Dad. "Whoa, there. Bells, I didn't know you were so eager to go to school."

I felt my face heat up slightly in a blush, "Sorry, Dad, didn't see you there."

He laughed slightly at my ever-so-annoying-to-myself sight joke, "Of course you didn't, Bella. Now, come on, we need to get gone."

"Okay, Dad," I grabbed my messenger bag from by the steps, where I put it last night, and followed his heavy footsteps out side to the cruiser.

The ride to school was quick and quiet. When Dad pulled into the parking lot, he finally spoke, "So, do you want me to walk you to the front office?"

"That would be advisable for this fist day, yes," I replied, causing us both to climb out of the car and slosh our way through the puddles or rain water that have formed in the parking lot earlier this morning.

"Bells?"

"Yeah?"

"How do I…you know…lead you?" I laughed softly and hooked my arm through is.

"You don't have to watch what you say, Dad, I'll probably offend myself more then you offend me."

"Huh," I could tell that he didn't get it, but I didn't bother to elaborate. Dad opened a door and we walked through, then took an immediate left and went through another door.

"Hello, Chief Swan! How can I help you? Isn't your daughter supposed to start today? Well, if she decided to go back where the sun shows it's bright and shining face, I could understand. It is a shame though, she sounded like a nice young lady; from all the things you've said about her and all that."

"Good morning, Mrs. Cope. Bella is still here, she hasn't gone back to live with her mom in the sun."

"Oh?" Mrs. Cope said in a surprised tone, "Then where is the dear? Oh my, she isn't sick, is she? I suppose with her going from the sunny to the raining, it could happen."

"No, no, Mrs. Cope. Bella is just fine. She's right here," he said as he stepped sideways to let my presents be known.

"Oh my! You must thin I'm horribly rude for taking about you like you weren't in the room!"

"Oh no, Madame, not at all. You didn't know that I was in the room," I sent a warm smile towards her voice.

"Okay, then. Char-I mean- Chief Swan, you may go now," she said. Dad turned around, gave me a fatherly peck on the forehead ad left with a "Good luck!"

"Bella, would you be a dear and take off the shades?"

"If it's not too much trouble, Madame, I'd like to keep them on."

"But, Bella, it's against school rules! And how can you see with them on in the building?"

"No, Madame, I suppose I can't see with them on," I say with a shy smile.

"Then why not take them off?"

"Because I cannot see with them off, either, Madame."

"But, how is that so?" she stopped and thought for a moment before exclaiming, "Oh! I see! You can't see, not at all!"

"Oui, Madame."

"So, why isn't it in your permanite record?"

"It's not?"

"No, it's not."

"There must be a mistake. I thought that they wuld put that in there back when I started kindergarden."

"Nope, not in there. Not IEP either."

"I've never had an IEP."

"You mean, you keep up in class? How?"

"Tape recorder, laptop, partners. It's not hard when you've done it your whole life."

"Oh. Well, I guess I'll call a student up to the front office to help you to your classes."

"Thank you."

"Your welcome, dear," she said. I heard the shuffling of random ojects then her voice come on the PA system, "Will Alice Cullen please come to the front office? Will Alice Cullen please come to the front office?"

I could hear the courus of "ooh"s, "Alice Cullen?"s, "Did she finally get in trouble?"s and "I knew she was bad from the start."s coming out in the hallway infront of the little office. Was this school really that immature? I supose that in this small town where no one really has any secrets or prooblems of their own, the children don't need to mature...ever.

But, that wasn't the case for me. My exectric mother didn't know how to raise a child, let alone one who couldn't see. I hade to constantly remind her to pay the bills and such when I was growing up, and Igrew up fast.

The noise in the hallway quieted down exponetionally, my guess would be that this "Alice Cullen" was right out side the office and was about to come in.

The door opened and I hear two sets of very light footsteps, a petiet girl and a lanky boy. "Mrs. Cope?" a whind-chime voice asked while walking to the center of the room. I was at an end of a desk that was in the center.

"Oh, Alice! How nice it is to see you! And you've brought Jasper along with you!I've always thought that you two where the cutest couple!"

"Hello, Mrs. Cope," they both said as one, the Alice continued, "So, what was it that you need me to do?"

"Yes, that's right, I need you to do something! Bella, could you come here please?" I nodded and felt along the desk untill I was right next tto them.

(((Am I evil?)))