A/N First of all. Sorry, I know it's been a while. I didn't really like this chapter. I'll have to do some more brainstorming in order to keep up. But guess what? I got my tickets to go to the host tour lol. Happiness.

I slid myself into the first empty seat I found. I felt slightly safer while I was sitting down. I looked around. Everything looked normal. It was a normal math class. Apple on the teacher's desk, posters of equations hanging on the walls and bored looking students standing around and talking before the bell rang. Bored, wingless, scaleless students.

I tuned out the buzzing of the chitter-chatter around me and reexamined my schedule. My first four classes were normal. Unfortunately for my sixth period it still read "FLIGHT". I'd have to deal with that before that class started.

Period five is what startled me. I wasn't sure what to think of it. According to my schedule, my fifth class was KPOK. I didn't know what that was, but I had a funny feeling in my stomach that it wasn't one that I should have.

The class drifted on and my table was the only empty one in the class. I kept receiving curious glances from the rest of the class, but I kept to myself.

The rest of my normal classes carried on the same way. I wasn't always sitting alone, but I kept my contact with others to the bare minimum. I also had to resist the urge to raise my hand every time one of my teachers asked the class a question. I needed to keep a low profile.

When the bell for lunch finally rang for lunch, I was the last out of the class. When I finally reached the cafeteria I immediately made my way towards the lunch line to get my food. I was planning to eat outside because I was more comfortable eating alone out there, than eating alone in a room full of people.

Just as I was headed for the door, I heard someone calling my name.

"Bella! Bella Swan!"

I turned and saw the one with the butterfly wings, Jessica, calling me from a crowded table. She was waving one arm at me and the people around her were looking at me with interest. Some of them I recognized as the classmates I ignored in my earlier classes.

I cast one last longing look at the door before walking back to Jessica's table, gripping my tray so hard that I could feel it leaving indents on my skin. It would attract more attention to me if I just walked away from a girl hysterically calling out my name.

I sat down next to Jessica, being careful not to touch her wings and I felt the eyes of everyone at the table on me. I stared down at my food to keep from meeting anyones' gaze.

"Ahem," Jessica cleared her throat. "You guys, this is Bella Swan, she's new."

"Bella," I looked up and followed Jessica's finger as she pointed to each person. "This is Mike, Angela, Lauren, Tyler and Eric."

"Oh, I know Bella, she was in my class," the one introduced as Eric said. "You don't talk much."

"Hi," I responded as I waved back to all of them.

I recognized Eric. He looked like the nerdy type, with his sweater vest and uncombed hair. Mike was also in the class. I remembered his spiked blond hair and large eyes. He was the one who kept staring at me, but whenever I turned to look at him, his head was always shooting in some other direction. I also sat next to Angela in my fourth period class. She was almost as quiet as me, but she seemed nice.

A moment of silent passed before I remembered.

"Oh," I blurted out almost excitedly. "Do any of you know what K-P-O-K is?"

I was hoping someone might be able to tell me what I was in for next period, but they all looked back at me blankly.

"What's that?" Jessica asked.

"It's my next period. I don't know what kind of class it is though."

"It must be new," Eric said. "You'll just have to find out next period."

I internally sighed and just started picking at my lunch.

"So Bella, what do you do?" Tyler suddenly asked.

It had started. People were beginning to ask questions, something that I had been avoiding all day. I couldn't tell them about my personal life.

Everyone looked at me expectantly and I was taking my time chewing on a small chunk of apple I had popped into my mouth.

"What do you mean?" I asked innocently.

"He means what's you power," Jessica replied. "Mine is sort of obvious, Mike is a werewolf, Angela does mostly plant magic, Lauren's a shapeshifter, Tyler makes ice and Eric is a brain."

"W-what," I was floored.

As if sensing my astonishment and wanting to push it even further, Jessica fluttered her wings, leaving shiny particles lingering in the air, Mike's eyes turned catlike, A vine grew out from Angela's sleeve and a sweet smelling flower sprouted from the end of it, Lauren turned into everyone at the table then back again, Tyler created a perfect snowball in his palm and Eric...well...

My breathing grew heavy while everyone turned to look at a peeved off Eric.

"Showoffs," he muttered.

They all laughed and turned back to me.

"So," Jessica pressed on. "What do yo-"

"NO POWERS IN THE CAFETERIA!" a booming voice echoed from seemingly nowhere.

I almost jumped out of my seat, but everyone else just sighed while Eric rolled his eyes.

"Whatever," Jessica said annoyed. "You can show me during flight class," she smiled at this. "It's so great having another flier around."

I didn't respond. It was so much to take in. I was too awed and ashamed to speak. I just turned my attention back to the door wondering if it would have been better if I had just eaten alone.

The doors opened and a group of people bathed in light walked in, all laughing or talking, one person in front leading them.

I tapped Jessica on the shoulder and nodded in the direction of the group.

"Who are they?"

Jessica scoffed and didn't even bother to keep looking at them while she replied.

"They're the vamps."

Next Chapter: Cliques

A/N I don't like writing the school setting meh. Oh well. Yay, Edward. Should I make him ugly because of his power? Hmmm, not sure yet. It would be interesting, but oh so wrong.