English ended sooner than Bella would have liked but the girl didn't have any room to complain so after saying goodbye to Alice, who halfway through class had gotten quiet and withdrawn for some reason, Bella zigzagged through the halls until she found her locker. After fighting the lock for a bit it popped open and she stuffed her lunch inside to await further use. Bella also pulled out a roll of scotch tape from her bag to hang up the few pictures she had brought with her from Arizona.

The first one she hung up was just her in a pair of spandex shorts and training shirt-her jogging outfit since that's what she use to do after school back home-standing next to a girl a few inches taller than her dressed quite the same. They both had their long hair tied up to keep it out of their face; Bella's a dark chestnut brown where as the older girl with her arm draped over Bella's shoulder was such a dark brown it looked black. They had taken this photo together to preserve the memory of running 4.4 miles without having Bella's trip over her own feet and forcing the older girl to catch her. It had been an accomplishment Bella was very proud of.

Smiling at the memory Bella hung up the rest of her pictures which consisted of pictures of Rene at their old home with that same girl and Bella in the kitchen cooking together or in their room reading while the other girl painting their walls. Pictures of her old friends and her old school. Just memories to remind her of where she came from and that she would miss home. Rather, she would miss who was waiting for her there. Finished with that Bella closed the locker, locked it, and hurried off to her second class of the day.

Everything passed uneventfully for the remainder of the day until around lunch time. Bella had entered the cafeteria looking around the room for a seat when she spotted Alice sitting with her family at their own table that everyone had made sure to avoid even though everyone was whispering about them and giving them glances. They really were completely singled out from the rest of the teenage populous that attended Forks High. Yet they all seemed content with that all, happily living at their own table smiling with one another and sharing jokes of their own. Bella couldn't help but reminisce while she stood in the doorway staring. It dawned on her while watching them that this was how she had been with her group of friends back at her old school. Close knit and only focused on one another, no one came near them and no one tried to join their circle. They knew better because they would only be shunned. And now Bella was the one trying to work her way into the circle that didn't want her. She was so far from home.

Finally taking her eyes from them Bella wound her way though the crowds until she found a small table by the window where she could eat her lunch in peace. After dealing with that emotional turmoil she didn't really feel like being social at all. She just wanted to eat, finish up with school, and hurry home. So with that she bit into her apple with maybe a little bit to much ferocity. The second her teeth sunk into the green flesh of the apple she felt her phone vibrate in her pocket signaling what she assumed to be a text since it didn't vibrate again. Excitement coursed her veins as she dug it out of her back pocket; the apple still in her mouth now dripping down her chin.

Hola Kitten.

How's the first day?

Haven't beat anyone up yet have you? 3 Alex

Bella removed the apple from her mouth but not before taking out a large bite of it and happily chewing and swallowing the sweet food. It was refreshing to hear from Alexandra. Bella had been waiting for this text for the past 3 weeks she had been here at Forks milling around this town lonely as ever.

Nope I've been a good girl.

School is okay I guess, miss you guys though. How's Mom and Phil?

xXBellaXx

While Bella waited for the reply to come from Alex she finished her apple and started on her sandwich. Chewing the peanut butter she felt eyes on her and looked up to see Alice and her family giving her a group of pensive stairs. Confused Bella looked behind her to see if they were looking at something other than her but there wasn't anything behind her except a grouping of trash cans. Did she have something on her face? Uncomfortable Bella dropped her head and resumed her lunch. Maybe they were hearing rumors about Bella-wait. How does that make sense? No one talked to them. How could they possibly pick up on rumors if people avoided them like they were a disease?

You know Mom.

She left with Phil to Florida after you left so she could be with Phil.

He got some team to take him on.

Think they know he's absolutely horrible at ball? 3 Alex

Bella knit her eyebrows together with concern as she read the text her sister had sent. Why hadn't Rene told Bella she was leaving? A phone call or even a text would have been nice. Sighing Bella wiped her hands clean before replying; she hated when she got smears on her touch screen.

They just left you there?

Alone?

You okay?

Why didn't mom call me?

I'm mad =(

xXBellaXx

There were a few short seconds before Bella's phone began buzzing in intervals, signaling that she was getting a phone call. The girl laughing quietly. This was so like Alex. She hated texting unlike 99.9% of all teenagers alive today so Bella should have expected her sister to become fed up with the cyber talk and call. Still laughing Bella hit receive and brought her iphone to her ear.

"Hello?" There was a light sigh on the other end accompanied with the sound of someone slamming a door shut.

"Hey Kitten. I'm sorry I hate t-"

"Texting, I know. It's okay. I'm at lunch anyway but you only have 15 minutes with me before the bell rings."

"Right. Should have guessed-hang on a sec. Chloe? What are you doing?" There was the muffled sound of someone replying; Bella swore she heard 'Blow drying the cat' which she really hoped isn't what she heard, "Oh. Okay. Sorry Bells. Chloe has been even more of a doting girlfriend since mom left."

"So you have Chloe looking after you? Good I was worried. How are your ribs?"

"Still broken but the Doc says they are healing nicely. How's Forks? And Charlie?" This time it was Bella who sighed, "That bad?"

"No not bad. He bought me a truck which is my assumption that he's trying to buy my love. Forks is cold and I hate the cold."

Alex laughed which calmed Bella's irritated state, "You just sound like a regular optimist over there don't you Kitten? Just don't go to hard on Old Dad, it sounds like he is trying but you have to realize it's hard on the man. I mean he hasn't seen either of us since we were kids and then boom here you show up in all your teenage glory. Let him try at least."

"Thank you Ophera Winfrey."

"Hey! Don't get sassy with me. I'm just telling you how it is. Now, tell me, have you seen moon eyed Jacob yet?" A small groan escaped Bella's lip earning her a laugh from the other end of the phone. Jacob. Bella had somehow spaced completely on her black haired friend of her childhood who was over protectively in love with her. For the duration of time she had lived here as a child he had followed her around like a lost puppy dog which, when she only of a young age, didn't bother her but as they grew and she moved away he had developed feelings for her she didn't really want. Sure he was a nice guy and all but he wasn't her type. At all. To her, he was like that cousin you always was really close to growing up and then see once or twice at a family reunion. You share some laughs and you hug as you both talk about old times. But Bella couldn't find it in herself to love him. Not like he wanted. And he had already come knowing her first day back, wondering if she maybe wanted to go grab a bite to eat with him. She had politely refused on account of the fact she needed to unpack. However he had somehow managed to get dinner out of her this weekend at her house. It wasn't really a date because thanks to Bella's quick thinking she had insisted that Jake bring his father so Charlie and him could catch up but that still left Bella alone with Jacob for longer than Bella would have liked.

"He's coming over for dinner on Saturday."

"Isabella Swan! Do not tell me you caved and finally agreed to date him! He's been practically sniffing up your skirt since you turned 13!" Bella rolled her eyes at her sister, getting up and throwing away the remains of her lunch with her free hand. On her way back to her seat she noticed Alice and her family leaving the cafeteria. She caught the pixie's eyes and they shared a look for a few seconds that made Bella's palms tingle. Then Alice smiled and looked away, skipping off to catch up with her brothers.

"No I didn't Alex. His dad is coming too. I just couldn't get past his puppy dog look, it made me feel bad."

"Hmm…that can still be considered a date."

"What! No it can't!"

"Yes it can."

"No it-"

"Yes. It can. That's why your going to invite a friend over to join you guys for dinner that day. That way its casual."

Bella blinked in confused at what her sister had just said, "But….Alex…I just started school. I don't have any friends."

There was an impatient tapping on the other end which Bella assumed was coming from Alex, "It's Monday. Your date with lover boy is on Saturday. You have four days to make one. It's a big school. You only need one."

"You make it sound like I'm going hunting or something," Above Bella's head the bell rang for her to head to class, "Look I gotta go Sis. I'll call you later. Tell Chloe I said hi and to make sure your-"

"Go to class Bella. I love you."

"Love you too." The brunette ended the call quickly shoving her phone back in her pocket and hurrying off to her next class. Advanced Anatomy and Physiology. Fun stuff.

Bella walked into the classroom which was in a ruckus due to the absence of the teacher. Students were sitting on table tops talking in their own little clicks about regular high school drama. This was something Bella was hoping she could avoid completely so as carefully as she could without bumping into anyone or tripping she maneuvered her way around everyone to the only free table by the bay windows. Letting out the breath she had kept pent up while moving through the throng of students she dropped her bag onto the table along with herself. Closing her eyes she basked on the coolness of the linoleum table top pressing to her heated cheek and ear. This day was dragging out way to long for her liking but thankfully this was her last class of the day that required any real work. Her last class of the day being some kind of sketching class that she had applied for to fill in the wholes in her schedule. As she pondered this she felt that familiar tingle in her spine that told her she was being watched. Opening her eyes and picking up her head she looked over her shoulder to see that supermodel from this morning sitting next to the guy who had an expert bed head. Both of them looking at her. Bella sighed and turned in her swivel chair until she was facing them.

"You know if I tolled you guys for every time I caught one of you looking at me, I'd have a lot more money by the end of this day than I started with. Why don't you just ask me what my name is?" They both looked a little started that Bella had been so forward with them but Bella wasn't sure how else to do it. She was tired and this weather made her irritable. The blonde resumed her fabulous glare but the bed head attempted at being polite by reaching out his hand for Bella to shake.

"I'm Edward Cullen. We don't mean to be rude. Your just very interesting." Oh isn't he the charmer, what a polite way to call me a freak. Bella rolled her eyes but took his hand. As they exchanged the pleasantry she couldn't help but stare at the hand in hers. It was cold, like really, really cold. Maybe he had poor circulation coupled with the freezing temperature in this room. As if sensing that this was what she was thinking he pulled his hand back and set it in his lap, casting a curious glance at the blonde.

"And I'm Isabella but you can call me Bella and only Bella. If you please," Bella looked at the blonde who was rolling her eyes, "And your name?"

She made sure to give Bella a glare heavily doted with hate, "Rosalie Hale. Don't bother saying my name at all Isabella."

Wow. So it was clear she really didn't like Bella. In the least. Edward cleared his throat in hopes of breaking the tension between the two.

"So it was nice meeting you Bella. We'll let you get back to your work now."

"Right.." Bella looked at both their faces one last time before she turned back around and pulled her notebook and gel pen out of her bag. Was it just her or did those people give her the creeps? Something about them was way off and the nosey nature in Bella was determined to find out what that was.

I decided to end this chapter here. So I did my part, you do yours. R&R.