AN: Words in italic are flashbacks. Words in italic and bold are thoughts.

Chapter 1

My whole body is shaking violently, as I tried to sit up, gasping for some air. It was that dream again. Replaying 'the incident', like it was really happening. Every night it will always haunt me, their laughter, hungry eyes, I can even feel those rough hands. I shut my eyes tightly, covering my face with my hands as I clear all this horrible thoughts that I had.

I turned my head to the side where the clock is resting.

4:15 a.m

Great

Once I woke up from this nightmare, I'll never be able to sleep again.

Groaning, I slip out of the blanket and made my way to the bathroom. I brush my teeth and took a hot shower, washing away the remaining sleepiness in me. I grab the clean towel that is hanging near the shower curtain and wrapped it around my slightly shivering body. I stepped out of the bathroom and went to my walk-in closet. Grabbing the first clothes that I saw, which is a worn out jean, t-shirt and a baggy sweatshirt, and carefully putting it on. Catching a glimpse of myself in a large mirror with my peripheral vision, I slowly turned my body on it to get a good look. The girl in front of me looked restless. Dark circles around her eyes, slightly hollow cheeks, and thin body that is covered with big sweatshirt. Beauty is still evident but something is lacking.

After 'the incident' happened, I've been having nightmares every night. It was even worse the first few weeks that I barely sleep which caused me to take sleeping pills. But that's just one of the many things that changed in me. I was completely different after it happened that even the people around me changed too.

Sighing loudly, I turned away from the mirror, grabbed my bag and stormed out of my room.

Did I mention that I'm still in high school and that it's the start of the school year today? Anyway, I was in my senior year before it happened so i was supposed to graduate that school year. I stopped for a year and a half and now I have to attend a whole school year to complete all the subjects that I left.

I heard a clicking sound from the kitchen where I found my mom, already dressed in her usual suit, sipping her coffee while reading some newspaper. She looks up to where I'm standing and gave me a small smile.

"Good morning Honey, want some coffee?" I simply nod head in agreement, not bothering to respond and made my way over one of the bar stool.

My relationship with my mom after 'the incident' was never the same. Actually, my relationship with everyone just drop off, I just tuned out everyone and distant myself.

"Here Hon." A cup of steamy coffee was pushed in front of me.

"Do you want to eat something? I'll ask Mrs. Holly to prepare you some pancakes."

"Nah, I'm good."

That's my mom for you, always asking help from Mrs. Holly, our personal maid in the house. She does every household since my mom isn't always around. My mother, who is a doctor, is always in the hospital that she consider it her first home, at least that's what I thought.

"Are you ready for school, Rosie?"

"Yeah, can't wait. That's why I'm up early." I muttered, sarcasm dripping from every word.

"Nightmares again? Did you take your pills last night?" she asked, concern is evident in her voice.

"I don't want to get addicted with it. It's not like it's working anyway."

"But it is working-"

"Just drop it, Mom." I cut her off trying to hide my irritation. She sighs, grabbing her cup and put it in the sink.

"Ok, if you insist. Well, I have to go. I'll be home late Hon, and your father will be home when you get here after school. Just call me if you need anything ok?" She kissed the top of my head, sprinted out of the kitchen and head out of the house. Once I heard the sound of her car quickly fading, I put the untouched coffee to the sink and head out of the backdoor.

A cool gust of wind welcomes me, hitting my face. I continue walking out to the backyard but not too far, as I take in the surroundings. Lots of trees surrounding our back, creating a boundary around our mansion. Yes, I leave in a pretty big house, that's what you get if both your parents are doctors.

I stared up at the grey sky above me, little rain drops in my face. Forks, a small town in Washington, have been our home ever since I was born. Both my parents loved this place and they vowed to live here until they die. I tried to tell them to move out after 'the incident' but they refused.

"Please Dad, I can't stay here. Everyone will know what happen." I begged. I just got out of the hospital and we're on our way home. My father looks at me in the rearview mirror before answering.

"Rosie, baby, we can't. You know how important this place for us. Besides, we already made sure that no one will know about what happen. You don't have to worry about that."

"Don't call me Baby I'm not a child anymore! If you don't want to leave then let me. I can't stay here like nothing happened!" I spit out, tears flowing down my face. I was so angry and disappointed at them.

"Rosalie, we don't want you living by yourself. Its too dangerous and we don't want to risk anything, ok?"

"We're staying Hon, and that's final." My mom chimed in. I bite my lips to stop me from screaming. They don't understand how I feel, they're just thinking about themselves.

I shivered slightly, as winds passed through me, snapping me out of my thoughts. I decided to go back inside and kill time until its time for school.

I park my red BMW M3 convertible in the corner of the parking lot, far from the school buildings. Forks High is a pretty small school with a small amount of students.

To say that I'm nervous is an understatement. This will be my first appearance in this shit hole ever since 'it' happened. No one knows about the real reason why I was gone. Different kind of rumors spread out but no one really got it right. Only a few trusted and paid people knew about 'the incident' and it was meant to keep it that way.

I let out a loud sigh as I try to compose myself. I know this is not gonna be easy. I was once the most popular student in this school. A cheerleader, president of the student organization, and a straight-A student, that as well as my looks and my attitude were the reasons why both students and teachers either loved or respect me. So now that I'm a returnee; with future classmates that were only sophomore last time I was here; rumors such as dead, pregnant, disease and so on; and a new appearance that is far away from THE Rosalie Hale that they all knew; I don't really know what's waiting for me.

I reach my phone inside my bag to check for the time.

6:30

I still have time to go to the registration office and get my schedule, which I'm sure is pretty loaded, before my first class start. It's not like I'll be having a hard time to find places, I'm not new here so I know my way around. Speaking of new, I've heard that there will be new students that will start today. The new family moved here in Forks a few weeks ago and the father is also a doctor, that's what my mom told me. I didn't know what the parents were thinking in moving their family in a small wet town like this, but I'm glad they did because it will keep most of the attention away from me. I'm sure all the students already knew their arrival and they'll be wondering if these new students will be interesting enough or not.

I took one last breath, before grabbing my bag and head out of my car, locking it and turning on the alarm. Yep, I have to make sure my baby is safe wherever I leave it. It's been my baby ever since I got my license, a birthday gift from my dad.

I look around when I noticed everyone's stare, I quickly look down to avoid eye contact, and made my way to the office. Hush whispers, giggles and whistle can be heard around so I quicken my pace, eyes still on the floor.

"Isn't that THE Rosalie Hale?"

"What is she wearing?"

"She's still in high school?"

"I'm sure she's hiding her belly."

I tried not to listen to what their saying and just half-jog through the long hallways. I stop, catching my breath, when I came in front of the office. Knocking gently, I can still hear whispers from my back, so I just get inside without waiting for the response. The inside is quite warm, the shuffling of some papers are the only noise that can be heard. I let out a huge breath as I steady my now shaky legs, facing the door with a firm grip on the knob to steady my body.

"Rosalie Hale, is that you?" a voice startled me causing me to shriek a little.

Shit.

"Hey, I'm over here. Are you ok?" I turn around and saw a familiar middle-aged woman with black hair and reading glasses.

"Mrs. Rice, I-I'm sorry. I didn't.. Uhmm.. See you there." I stuttered.

"It's ok Ms. Hale, are you ok though? You look like you've been running."

"Yes, I'm fine Mrs. Rice. I'm just a bit running late so I'm in hurry when I went here." I lied.

"Oh don't worry, you're just in time. Here's your timetable. I'm sure you won't have problems in your subject since you're always been a straight-A. I know it sucks that you missed your senior year, because you've been gone, but-"

"Mrs. Rice, thank you for this but I really have to go, I still have to find my new locker and I really don't want to be late." I cut her off. Geez, this woman can talk a lot, and I don't really like where this conversation's going.

"Oh yes, of course. You can't be late on your first day since you have to pass them and I'm sure Mr. Fitch will not appreciate your tardiness." She winked at me and I roll my eyes.

"You still need to find your locker so I'll dismiss you now. Good luck on your first day Ms. Hale."

I mutter a silent thank you and turned around quickly. I made my way to the door but before I even got there, it flew open revealing three people.

A pixie looking girl, smiled at me before walking past my side followed by a tall guy with bronze hair who just looks at me uninterested. If I was the old Rosalie hale, I would snapped at him because every guy who looked at me will have a look of lust or admiration. Yes, I am vain, but that's just because I was beautiful. Anyway, I shrugged it off while my eyes followed the two who's now talking to Mrs. Rice. I turned away from them to head out when I freeze. A pair of brightest chocolate eyes I've never seen is now looking into me. I took a quick look at the sight in front of me. The guy is big, with muscles everywhere. I met his eyes again and blushed when he smirk at me. I quickly look at the ground and tried to walk pass at him to get out but the guy is too big. He's whole body is blocking the door.

"Excuse me, can you move a little so I can get out here?" I asked not looking him in the eye. I hear him clear his throat before answering.

"Hello to you too Princess. Well, if you just tell me the magic word, I might." He said in his sexy but cocky voice. I scowled.

He's just like the others.

I sigh, raising my eyes to meet his. It was full of amusement, admiration, lust and something I can't seem to recognize. I avert my eyes.

"Emmett, leave the girl alone." said the manly voice behind me. The guy in front of me, which I assume was Emmett, just chuckled before stepping a little away from the door giving me enough space. I sprinted out not bothering to say anything and made my way to the bathroom, getting a few dirty looks and snide comments on the way.

Damn it! If I can just say something bitchy just like the old times.

Handling boys, who flirts at me, was easy. If I like them I'll flirt back but if I don't I'll just give them the icy look and the bitch remark, and they'll take the hint. I'll never consider myself as a slut, but I did have a lot of boyfriend. None of it was serious though, and some of it was for appearance only. Although that night, I was free as a bird.

I was pulled out of my thoughts with a loud bell. I quickly compose my self before heading out of the bathroom and into my first class.

Well here goes nothing.

AN: So, there. I decided to end it here just because. :) Anyways, i'm thinking of doing Emmett's chapter.

Thoughts? :)