Hi!

First off, I have to say how sorry I am. It's been longer than I said to get this chapter up, I know. But I currently have exams, and I haven't had time. But I have a bit of a break between my English and French just now, so I thought I'd be nice. Again, I'm really sorry. After this chapter, I'll start up again around June, and then I'll have the summer to really focus on it.

Recap: We met Edward Cullen, who just moved from Chicago to Forks. He is starting his first day of high school. Remember he continues to have dreams of a beautiful woman in a beautiful meadow. We left him making his way to school.

OK, you know what to do. :P Enjoy!

I approached the dreary looking building wearily. The sheer plainness of the school lessened my nerves. Slightly.

My mother had taken it upon herself to collect my schedule and further paperwork from the school office by post. I smiled, and sent out a thank you to my mum. One less problem to deal with. Apparently I was earlier than I thought, as they were only a few cars dotted around the parking lot.

I groaned. Might as well get this over with.

I stepped out into the rain and looked at the map of the small school. I figured I'd head to their music department. My mother had also arranged for the school to give me access to their piano. Again, I smiled.

I perused my map as I walked through the empty corridors. This was obviously a bad idea, as I found myself bang into something, which almost hit the ground, had I not gathered the petite brunette in my arms. She felt warm, and I found myself not wanting to let this stranger go. I shook my head, as I pulled her to her feet.

She slowly looked up at me, and I felt my world collapse.

It's her.

The girl from my dream. But more beautiful, if that was even possible.

She had huge bottomless chocolate eyes, that I tried not to drown in. Her dark chestnut hair flew in glorious waves down to her small waist. Her cheeks were tainted a bright pink that was mouth-watering. Her pink bottom lip was slightly larger than her upper, and I wished to pull it between my teeth. She was so tiny, and I wanted to pull her back into my arms, just to keep her safe. She was currently looking towards me with her mouth open and she looked absolutely adorable. She was so beautiful, more than anyone I had ever met.

My brain didn't seem to register, as I used my index finger to close her mouth, only making her blush further. Delicious.

"Are you alright?" I heard myself ask.

She continued to gaze at me, and I couldn't help but smile. I watched her shake her head, and wondered if she was affected by me as I was her. Of course not, she probably has a boyfriend that worships the ground she walks on. I knew I would.

She slowly replied shakily in the affirmative, and thanked me. Her voice, too, was beautiful, like tinkling bells. I wasn't surprised. She was a goddess, just like in my dream.

I can't believe I had been dreaming about a girl I was to meet in my future. Bizarre, didn't cut it. I put it down to fate.

I continued to smile her and as I was about to ask her for her name, she scurried off past me.

I couldn't help but feel disappointed that I had let her get away from me so quickly, but I told myself that I would introduce myself to her by the end of today.

I made my way to the piano room, my encounter with the girl of my dreams resonating in my mind.

The bell rang, and soon lunch rolled around rather quickly. I had met a petite, pixie-looking girl called Alice in my Trig class. She insisted I sit with her and her friends, which I happily accepted. I found myself hoping she was friends with the brunette beauty.

I couldn't help but be excited by the time I walked into the cafeteria, quickly scanning the room for any sight of her. She was nowhere to be seen, and again, I was disappointed. I grudgingly walked towards Alice, who was waving erratically at me from across the room. I kept my hopes up though. It was after all only around two minutes since the bell had gone.

Then she walked in, and nothing else existed. I was sure she would walk over here and sit with Alice and I. However, she was heading towards a lone table, which she plopped down on, and settled into a book.

As I watched in further disappointment , Alice's friend had all arrived at the table.

"Edward," Alice started in her high soprano voice, "this is Jasper, my boyfriend. Jasper, this is Edward." She was currently smiling at a tall boy with light blonde hair, who nodded at me.

"Edward, good to know you," he said with a slight southern twang. He shook my hand, and I nodded at him in return.

"You already know Emmett, I'm sure," she said looking over to a huge muscular boy with black curly hair. She was right, as I had met Emmett in my Spanish class. I could see we'd get along fine, as he grinned at me.

"Emmett."

"What up Ed?" I see I had already been given a nickname. I tried to hide my grimace.

"And this," Alice continued, "is Rosalie." I glanced in the direction of the blonde, who I had to admit was beautiful, in the superficial sense, what with her classic good looks, and spotless make-up. I, however, was not attracted to her in the least, as I had my eye on a certain stranger, who I don't recall seeing a spot of make-up on.

"Nice to meet you, Rosalie," I said politely.

She rolled her eyes at me, and nodded her head in my direction. She probably thought I was dying to get into her pants, but I knew that she was Emmett's girlfriend. However, that was not the reason I would never consider pursuing her. It will take more than chivalry to butter her up.

I didn't bother with her rudeness, as I turned to Alice.

"Alice?"

"Yes?" She smiled.

"Who is that?" I asked, nodding my head in the direction of the brunette. "The girl on her own?"

Rosalie, who had undoubtedly been listening in, piped in.

"That? That's Bella Swan. The biggest disgrace to ever set foot in this school," she explained. I felt my fist clench at her harsh words.

"Rosalie," Alice warned.

"What? Swan is a nobody. A pathetic waste of space. Trust me Edward don't waste your time with her. Unless you want your first impression tarnished by associating with that."

I was about to rebut her nasty comment, when the bell went. She snatched Emmett's hand and they walked off to class, leaving me seething.

"Ignore her," Alice whispered, before walking off with Jasper. I quickly followed and headed off to Biology. I was in an AP Bio class back in Chicago, and knew I was in for a year of repetition.

As I entered just before the bell, and saw who was sitting next to the only empty seat, my heart stopped.

Hehe! Cliffy! Well not really, you all know who it will be. Very cliché, but hopefully it will get better. Rosalie isn't nice (understatement of the century), and that's because I hate the character of Rosalie with a passion, so I made her out as evil, as I see her.

Hope you enjoy it. And I promise I'll try to keep updated. Bye! :D:D:D