A.N. hay again. Sorry it has been so long since my last chapter, but family stuff and my degree has been weighing down and I haven't even have time to finish half my work let alone write for you all. But because you all were so patient, here is the next chapter of Reformation. I hope you enjoy it and Review at the end.

Disclaimer: Same as last chapter because I just cant stand to say it again!

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Chapter 3

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Forks High School, Forks, September 16th, 2008, 8:33am

Bella's POV

Pulling up in the parking lot, I noticed that there was not that many cars parked there. I must be a little too early. Parking the car outside a small brick building, and flinging the door open, I grabbed my bag from the seat next to me. Breathing in a deep breath, I lowered myself semi-gracefully out of the cab and slammed the door closed behind myself, not bothering to lock the door. I mean seriously, who would bother to steal it?

The mud made an odd squelching noise underneath my feet, as I made my way to the door on the building in front of me marked 'Office'. I never really had much need to walk around in mud back in Italy, and it felt odd beneath my shoes. Scraping the mud off, as I reached the 'welcome' mat in front of the door, I turned the doorknob and was hit instantly with a wall of warmth.

The sudden heat after the almost artic temperature outside was stifling. Pushing past the temperature barrier, I made my way into the office. There was a kindly looking lady sitting behind the desk at the far end of the room, and what seemed like half the forest surrounding Charlie's house, squashed into the room. Placing my best 'I'm so innocent' smile on my face, I walked up to the desk, immediately capturing the attention of the old lady. Looking at the tag pinned to the front of her blouse, I took note of her name; Mrs. Cope, easy enough to remember.

"May I help you?" Mrs. Cope said, looking at me kindly. I think I am going to like this woman.

"Yes," I replied tucking a stray piece of my hair behind my ear, "My name is Isabella d… Sawn, I am starting here today." damn, I almost gave her my real last name. Smart Bella, real smart.

"Oh yes!" she said happily, clapping her hands together in excitement. She was like a teenage girl! "Chief swan came around and enrolled you the other day. I must say that I was surprised when he said that he wanted to enroll his niece! But never mind that now dear. Here is your timetable and a map of the school. There is also a piece of paper that you are going to have to take to every class and get your teachers to sign it. I hope you have a good day."

Nodding in understanding, I took the slips of paper that were held before me I thanked her and made my way back out the door. Pulling the door closed behind me, I glanced at the time on my watch, 8:47 am. The car park was starting to fill up with old cars, and students that looked around my age were starting to get out and slowly migrate towards the courtyard of the school. Opening the door and slipping back into my truck, I pulled out of the park in front of the office and drove down to the far end of the car park, where most of the other students were parking.

Pulling into the park furthest from the other cars, I left the semi-warmth of the cab for the second time today and joined the rest of the half-conscious students into the courtyard. Looking around myself, I took note of the buildings that seemed to be the main part of the school. There was a row of buildings in a semi-circle that looked like they had been built at the turn of the last century, and opposite, a fairly good size gymnasium from the same time. Judging by the amount of students that were gathering, and the map that I was handed by Mrs. Cope, there were several more modern buildings behind this main hub of the school.

Moving to stand next to the door of my homeroom, which I located with the help of my new map and timetable, I saw that there was already a small gathering of students there. I guess the best thing for me to do this year is to actually try to make some friends, unlike how I acted towards people back in Italy, but that is a story for another time. Approaching a group of people composed two girls and two boys; I decided to great them in the best way I know how.

"Caio, My name is Isabella, I just moved here" at times like these, I am glad to have my Italian accent so that I can out on the full 'I just moved here from another country, love me, worship me, make me your best friend' thing.

"Awwwwwww" squealed one of the girls, waving her hands in front of her in what I guess is supposed to e a cute way, "your accent is sooooooo cute! Where do you come from?"

I guess she meant that in the nicest way possible, so I am just going to try to ignore how insulting it sounded, "a small town in Italy"

Almost covering my ears as she let out another ear-piercing squeal, I wondered if this whole 'lets make a new friend' plan was the worst idea I ever had.

"My name's Jessica and this is Lauren, Mike and Tyler," she continued, ignoring my cringe at her squeal, and instead skipped beside me and linked her arm with mine, "you can totally hang with us today. We can tell you where to sit, where not to sit, who you should NEVER be seen with and all that really important stuff, k?"

Plastering a fake smile on my face, I just nodded and let my new 'friend' lead me off into the classroom and to the very back of the class. Being pulled down into a seat between Jessica and Lauren I let myself scan the room as the two girls continued to ramble on to the two boys that had sat down in front of us.

All of the kids seem to be, just like Charlie and myself, extremely pale. At least I have something to remind me of home. There also seems to be more girls here than guys, and the two guys that were sitting in front of me (who happened to be the best looking in the class) were no oil paintings. Although, growing up around un-naturally beautiful creatures from the netherworld kind of warps your view on beauty.

Turning back to the front of the room as the bell rang and the teacher stated talking about things that need to happen within the day and read out any notices from the front office, I leant my chin on my hand, and prayed the day would be over soon. It was my first day at a normal school and I could already see why people hate it.

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Cafeteria, Forks High School, Forks, September 16th, 2008, 1:15pm

Bella's POV

Today has been very interesting. Contrary to what I thought in homeroom this morning, public school is not entirely useless. I have learnt a lot today, for example, I have learnt that someone called Angela Webber got full marks on her last advanced math test and a girl called Rosalie was supposedly seen making out with a guy behind the gym that was not her boyfriend. Although that last one is said to be a roomer only because although this Rosalie is supposed to be every mans' fantasy girl, everyone is too scared of her boyfriend to do anything about it.

See, interesting. Other than that, today has been a waste of time. And now, as I sit here nibbling away at my not-so-fresh salad, I wonder what else my day has in store for me.

"Dose anyone know why the Cullens aren't here today?" asked Lauren disinterestedly, twirling her fork with a single cherry tomato on it around in a circle.

"Yeh," nodded Mike, shoveling more fries into his mouth, "I was in the office this morning when they called in. apparently they got caught in a storm last night on their camping trip and they only got home this morning so they were going to take the morning off and come in after lunch."

"Who are the Cullens?" why does no one bother to tell you about the most social topic until halfway through the day? Oh god, I think I am turning into a gossip zombie.

"They're like the hottest people in the entire school, although they are totally reclusive. They hardly talk to anyone outside of their family. They're super weird" whispered Jessica leaning in to answer me "but they make for good gossip. That girl that we were talking about earlier, Rosalie, she is a Cullen and so is her boyfriend"

I must have had a disgusted look on my face because Jessica started to wave her hands around franticly.

"Oh, they're not related. Rosalie and her brother Jasper are adopted; actually I think they all are. Anyway Rosalie and her boyfriend Emmett are not blood related so it's not gross"

"But they all live together, that is really weird" pointed out Lauren, as the bell signaling the end of lunch rang "what class do you have now Isabella?"

Sighing quietly into what is left of my salad, I wondered how many times I have told her to just call me Bella, but I guess it can't be helped; she is rather stupid. "Biology, I better get going"

"I've got that too, I'll walk you there," said Mike standing quickly, slinging his bag over his shoulder and scrunching all of his rubbish into a ball.

Waving a quick goodbye to the rest of the people at the table, I walked out of the cafeteria at as fast as I could, Mike trailing at my heals, "where is Biology?" I asked him as I slowed down slightly so that he could catch up.

"Just at the end of the hallway," puffed Mike, clutching his side. Honestly, how un-fit can you get?

Walking up to the end of the hallway and opening the door marked Biology, I caught a whiff of a sent that I had smelt so many times before… Vampire. Holding my breath and readying myself for the sight I might find, I walked into the room and came face to face with the one thing I wanted, at all costs, to avoid.

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A.N. ha ha ha ha, I got like half way this chapter and got the biggest mental blank. I was just sitting there staring at one sentence for like half an hour going 'what the hell do I write next? Luckily I got through it!