Hey everyone! Okay, someone (and you know who you are) told me that I need to put more of me and less of Stephenie into this story and she was absolutely right. So now, this is my version of Twilight in a better perspective. I like this better anyway. It's more Jude, and it was more fun to write. Well here you go...Chapter 4.

Chapter 4: Confusion or Illusion?

Have you ever been so excited or prepared for something, and then all of sudden it all comes crashing down? That's what happened to me today. I was walking to the cafeteria with Kat, and she was talking about some boy band. I was secretly practicing my speech to Tommy Quincy (AKA: Mr. I'm-gonna-glare-at-you-because-I-want-to guy). I don't care who he is, he had no right to treat me like I was a disease. So I'm walking in the cafeteria ready to tell him off, and he's not there. What the heck? Is my luck that bad? The rest of his family is, but does he have the decency to be here when I'm ready to yell at him? Noooo, of course not, you know why? Because he was the great Tommy Quincy.

"Jude, are you even listening to me?" Kat interrupted my little voice in my head.

"Oh, sorry, what did you say?" I asked.

"I asked you if you wanted to go the beach."

"Who's going?" I wasn't really sure if going to the beach would be such a great idea in Forks. I didn't even know they had a beach.

"Me, Jamie, Eden, Angaline, Wally, and Kyle," she informed me.

"Forks actually has a beach?"

"It's not in Forks, it's in Palatka. The weather is supposed to be warm and no rain. So do you want to come?"

"I guess."

Why not? I had nothing better to do anyway. I looked around the cafeteria as we waited in line for our food. Still no sign of Tommy. Did I really bother him so much that he just…left? No, of course not, he's probably just…sick or something. I'll tell him off tomorrow. Jamie and I walked to Biology together and he was trying to hold a conversation with me.

"Did you do your homework last night?" he asked out of the blue.

"Um, yea, why?" I replied.

"I did not get it at all. I wasn't sure how to draw a diagram of a cell," he continued, "and I also couldn't label anything. And what is the plasma membrane has to do with a cell anyway?"

"It's located on the outside of a cell," I lectured as he looked at me like I was some kind of nerd.

"I could help you," I continued.

His eyes lit up like a boy he just got his first bike on Christmas day. "Help?"

"Yea, you know…like a tutor?" I was hoping I wouldn't regret this. Jamie looked a little too happy.

"That would be awesome!" he said as we walked in class as soon as the bell rang. I took my seat hoping to see Tommy, but unfortunately he wasn't there. I still have tomorrow. Hell, I have all of my life now.

A week passed and still no sign of Tommy. 'It's not me, it's not me,' I kept telling myself. He couldn't have left because of me, right? I mean, I didn't even do anything. He was the one with the problem. Still I couldn't help thinking that it might be some of my doing. I parked my precious mustang and stepped out of the door. I looked around the parking lot hoping to find Kat or Jamie, but then I found someone else. It was Tommy, and he was leaning against his car. Before he could notice me and turned away, put on my hood and walked towards the auditorium. So what, now he decides to come back? Perfect timing when I totally forgot my speech I was going to give him. Who am I kidding? I probably wouldn't be able to do it once I saw that glare anyway.

In Math class, Mrs. Garrison was giving a lecture on simplifying radicals with variables and I wasn't really paying attention. In Santa Barbara, we've already learned this. It was basically review for me. Kat, who was sitting behind me, leaned over her desk to whisper in my ear. "So, are you still on for next Saturday?" she asked. I nodded my head so I wouldn't get caught talking. "What about this Saturday?" Kat continued. I turned around and gave her a confused look.

"What's this Saturday?" I was very curious. She looked at me like I had 4 heads.

"It's the dance silly," she replied.

"Oh, I don't dance," I said honestly.

"What?" she shouted loudly. Mrs. Garrison turned around and hushed us. Kat said that she'll talk to me more at lunch.

I really didn't want to go to some dance. I'm not that good of a dancer, and there's not really anyone I want to go with. Jamie would most likely ask me. Not that Jamie wasn't a great friend, but that's all he was. He was an awesome friend. I couldn't imagine me and him making googly-faces at each other. Eww, that's just a little too weird.

When lunch finally came around I saw Tommy there. I tried not to look but for some reason this guy interest me so much. I decided-since he wasn't given me that I'm-going-to-kill-you glare-I would walk over to him and tell him off. I might have forgotten my speech, but I didn't forget how mad I was. I stood up and Kat and Jamie looked at me funny as I walked over to the Quincies' table. I went up to Tommy and the rest of his family left. Did I do something wrong? Tommy looked up at me curiously.

"Uh, hi," I fidgeted, "I'm…"

"Jude," he finished for me. I looked at him surprised.

"Why did you call me Jude?" I asked.

"Do you prefer Judith?"

"No, it's just that…you're the first one who has called me Jude without me needing to correct you."

I smiled and he smiled back. I quickly wiped the smile off remembering why I was here.

"Okay, so what's your problem?" I blurted out.

"Problem?" he asked as if he knew what I was talking about.

"The first day I was here you gave me this death glare and now you're acting…nice," I responded.

"Would you rather me act mean to you?"

"Well…no but…"

"Okay then. I'll see you in bio."

He stood up and went outside the cafeteria. What the hell was going on with this guy? I looked around a little embarrassed and took my seat next to Kat and Jamie as always.

When lunch was over, I wasn't exactly excited to go to Mr. Homer's class. I was a little scared of Tommy. I think he might be bi-polar or something. I didn't notice how slow I was walking to class until I heard the bell ring and I was still in the hallway. I ran outside and tripped on the way. I finally came running into class and I saw everyone laugh at me as I tripped through the door. I blushed heavily and Mr. Homer looked at me in a mean way. "Nice of you to join us Ms. Harrison," he said sarcastically.

"Sorry," I mumbled.

I took my seat next to Tommy. Something was different this time though. He was still at the edge of the seat, but he was looking at me in amusement. I started to glance at him wondering if he would stop. I tried to listen whatever the teacher was saying but it was hard when you have someone staring at you the way Tommy was doing. When Mr. Homer finally finished his lecture I started to copy notes. Tommy did the same but still stared at me as he wrote. How could he do that? I would start writing off the lines.

"What?" I demanded, finally having enough.

"Nothing," he muttered under his breath.

Yea right. "The why do you keep staring at me?"

"You're very pretty," he whispered clearly.

I smiled and blushed. Then he moved more to the edge of the seat. Um, okay? I didn't care to ask, at least not quite at that moment.

"Uh, um, thanks," I stuttered. He nodded his head and continued to write his notes. I still looked at me at occasions. After about 10 minutes Tommy finally broke the silence. "So, why did you move to Forks? I mean, really, of all places, what made you come here, from California?" he asked.

I looked at him weird. "How did you know I was from California?" I requested.

"C'mon Jude, who doesn't talk about you?" he laughed as I joined in weakly.

"My mom got remarried to this guy named Don," I answered him.

"You don't like him?"

"It's not that. He's on business trips a lot because he's a lawyer and my mom likes to go with him. I don't really like traveling a lot and my mom said that she would stay with me while Don was off in Europe or whatever. But I could tell that she missed him terribly.

"So I decided to be the good daughter and move out here with Stuart, my dad. That way, since I'm here, my mom doesn't have to worry about me being alone."

"But you don't like it here in Forks," he assumed.

"Honestly, it's not really my favorite place in the world."

"So you suffered your own happiness for your mom's?" He seemed intrigued by this.

"My mom is my best friend. I would do anything for her," I said.

Tommy smiled at me and I couldn't help but smile back. And that is the day me and Tom Quincy started one of the weirdest friendships in mankind.

Weird right? Try reading the book. -lol- REVIEW PLEASE!!