I think that by my third week of school, it was obvious to everyone there that I was not, in fact, a morning person. Jasper and I hadn't talked once, because all I did from the time I walked into that class until the time I walked out was draw. Trigonometry was quite possibly the most boring class ever. I already knew how to do this all. I wished we could do better with our lives than have to learn Trig.

I walked into the class on Wednesday absolutely moody and in dire need of caffeine. Jasper gave a small nod of acknowledgment and I gave him one back. He never talked much so I usually just ignored him. Today, of all the songs in the world, I had Disturbia stuck in my head. It was a song we had danced to at my old Dancer's school in Colorado. "Bum bum bee dum. Bum bum bee dum dum." I hummed to myself a few times. "Nothing heard, nothing said." I mumbled. "Feels like I'm going insane. It's too close for comfort. We're in the city of wonder." I skipped around the lyrics. "It's like the darkness is the light. Trying to maintain, but I'm struggling. So if you must falter be wise. I feel like a monster."

"Is that... Disturbia?" Jasper asked. I was shocked, because, as I said before, he didn't really talk. I look up over my paper to him.

"Uh. Yeah." I said, then continued to draw. I was drawing again. More plans for the house, just some weirder odds and ends. The song 'Disturbia' inspired me. It was supposed to be weird and misunderstood, but I loved it and it made me happy.

He chuckled. "The girls play that song all the time. We spend our time at Edwards," he explained. "We've had some many dance parties. You can't imagine."

He said so many words at once! I was happy that he was finally warming up to me.

"You don't like this class, do you?" He questioned. "You think it's boring?"

I shrugged. "It's too easy. But I don't hate it. I like math, so I'll deal with it. But I just don't like school. I like being at home. There I can really be myself."

I finished a different drawing before the end of class, and gave it as a present to Jasper.

"I made you something," I said, slipping it onto his desk and walking out of the class. It was a quick sketch of him, looking intensely at his paper. He was so focused; I just had to draw it. He laughed and thanked me, telling me it was very good. I had put calligraphic letters at the top, spelling out his name.

Alice came up to Miles and I in English. "Hey, guys!" She said happily. That was one good thing about her. She was always so happy and sweet to us.

"Hey, Alice! Jasper and me talked about you for a second in Trig today. Apparently, we both have a love for Disturbia. Dance parties were briefly mentioned." I told her and laughed. She leaned in, becoming all-too interested. "Just ask," I urged her. I sensed she was dying to ask us something.

"It's nothing." She said nonchalantly, and I knew Miles didn't believe her either.

I stared at her for a second. "Really?" I said sarcastically, in disbelief.

The teacher walked in and told Alice to sit in her seat. "I'll see you at lunch, then," she said curtly, and walked away looking disturbed.

Miles passed me a note.

I don't understand. What did you do?

I didn't do anything. I just... drew Jasper a picture. And Alice doesn't seem the jealous type.

Oh yeah? Lee, don't try to steal that innocent, sweet girl's boyfriend!

I laughed as I read the note, and he joined in briefly.

There is no way! You know you are my only man.

His eyes didn't bulge out at me. I knew they wouldn't. Instead, he just shook his head.

That's so awkward, Charley Wallis.

I shot him a big smile.

Then again, I don't want to steal you away from Angela! You so have the hots for her.

He just shrugged, not embarrassed in the least, and we went back to paying attention to the teacher. English was my worst subject and I had to pay the most attention there.

Lunch again! Yay. I once again found myself wishing I was home, just my brothers and I. Or wishing Mom and Dad would come back, too.

Aside from Charley and Miles Wallis' was another conversation.

"Do you like them?" Edward asked. He had only had a few encounters with the twins, but he found them both charming and endearing.

"Surprising," Rosalie started, "yes!" She laughed and Emmett patted her on the back.

"Me too," he agreed. "She's an excellent drawer." He liked the mysterious twins.

Alice nodded. "You don't think she has a crush on Jazz, do you?" The small girl giggled, "Because I don't know what I'd have to do about that."

"No way," Jasper exclaimed, then nuzzled his head in between Alice's chin and shoulder. "Besides, Love, you know you're my one and only." (Ugh.)

This particular group of kids had ordinarily never cared about anyone other than each other, and ORDINARILY, they kept to themselves. So why couldn't they keep from staring at the twins who always say alone? What was their draw?

"Would it be okay if we asked them to hang out with us?" Bella asked quietly. "They seem so nice, and they are always alone... It's kind of sad."

"Sure, sure!" Jasper said happily.

"Go ask them to join us, please." Alice said. "I think she's a bit ticked at me from earlier, or I would."

They watched Bella get the twins.

"Wanna come eat with us?" Bella came up and offered, and we accepted. Could I possibly sit next to Emmett? No, I wasn't that lucky. Was I? Look at him. He's great!

We trailed behind her and Alice ran up to us, shoving her hand through my arm, not able to contain her happiness.

We sat down with them, and I looked around the table. The atmosphere was awkward and unstable.

"Hey Kids," Emmett greeted after a long silence, causing everyone to freeze, then break out in laughter.

Emmett laughed so hard the entire table shook. Rosalie was staring off into space, and Edward was watching his girlfriend protectively. Bella smiled at me in amusement, and Jasper looked nervous. Alice just looked at me happily, and then looked at my brother.

"So, how are you guys liking Forks?" Alice said, and I was glad they were keeping it not awkward. I mean... awkward was the worst kind of sin.

"Yeah..." I said, almost sarcastically. "It's... wet. I'll give you guys props for making it through so long."

Everyone laughed in agreement, and Rosalie thanked me for the props, "brushing her shoulder off" jokingly while Emmett cleaned off his fingernails on his shirt. They were probably the six most adorable people I'd ever met.

"So why don't you guys ever sit with anyone else at lunch? I've heard Jessica complaining... loudly... about you not sitting with them." Alice said with a giggle, and turned to look at Jessica's table. Great. The boys and her were absolutely glaring in our direction.

My brother and I exchanged looks and blushed, and I shook my head. "We just... don't... like sitting with her and her friends." Miles explained, trying to sound as diplomatic as possible.

He was trying not to say: Those people (other than Angela) are annoying as hell and we can't handle them.

"Except Angela!" I said happily. "Other than... you, Alice, she's the nicest girl we've met. No offence Bella and Rosalie!" Feeling terribly bitchy, I corrected myself quickly.

Rose smiled in understanding, tilting her head to the side to glance at Bella, who was shaking her head with laughter playing on her lips. "Are you kidding? Angela is the nicest person ever! I get it. We all do."

Alice looked up at me curiously, a speculative look in her eye when she asked me in a low voice, "Charley, how opposed are you to shopping?"

Jasper and Edward groaned while Bella looked at me sympathetically. Emmett laughed and put his hand on Alice's shoulder. "No, Alice. There will be no torture of this gorgeous girl. Not yet, anyway." He smiled at me, his delicious dimples showing, and winked. "I got your back, Lee."

I froze, and went on mental lockdown. Did the sexiest man on Earth just call me gorgeous? Did he WINK at ME!? And then he called me Lee. He had MY back! I think I was hyperventilating. I must've been. Right? Whoa. His smile. I stared into his eyes and smiled at him as soon as possible. I felt like an idiot, and Miles grabbed my hand under the table. I looked at Miles and he smiled at me knowingly.

"What?" I asked after I composed myself. "I'm up for a little shopping. Miles and I hardly have any clothes since..." I trailed off, thinking about what major event in our lives caused us to lose all our clothes, to lose our family.

"Since we moved here." Miles finished quickly and squeezed my hand tighter, having not let go quite yet. "We didn't have room to take most of our clothes with us." He lies easily, and I wished I could be like him. I knew neither of us would ever be the same, but at least he tried. Miles knew there was a life ahead of this tragic mess. He could see the light at the end of the tunnel. He was in a healthier place than I was. Because I, on the other hand, was stuck. Not only could I not see the light at the end of the tunnel, but also I couldn't see the beginning or the end. I didn't know what direction would lead out. So, instead, I stayed still in the darkness. I knew better than to move from the security I felt in the tunnel. There, at lease, I knew how I would feel. I knew what every day would be like. Well, I knew what everyday would be like back home. But here? Here, it was a totally different experience. It was totally foreign.

"So? How about we go to the Mall of America?" She asked excitedly, and I wasn't sure whether or not to be afraid. Apparently Forks didn't offer what she needed, but the Mall of America?

"Uhhh..." I stared at her wearily. I wasn't sure if she was joking or not. Her expression faltered slightly, almost as if disappointed. I looked over to my brother who shrugged. "Seriously?" I tested the waters, and she immediately looked as though I'd slapped her across the face.

"I would NEVER joke about fashion." She said, absolutely offended.

Jasper laughed, causing me to jump. "No. No she wouldn't."

I kind of felt bad. "Of course not," I said dismissively, and then sighed. "The Mall of America it is."

"Oooh! Yay! And you HAVE to let me give you a makeover! Not that you're not already completely gorgeous as it is. But, then again, a makeover never hurt anyone!" Everyone at the table other than my brother and myself glared at her as if in disagreement. "Okay... so maybe I've been overboard a few times, but I promise I won't with you!"

Rosalie didn't manage to choke back the laugh she'd been holding in, and Alice swatted in her direction. I grabbed the end of my hair self-consciously and played with it. "But, I like my hair..." I said sadly. And didn't want her to come anywhere near it.

"So do I," Emmett murmured, and I knew for a FACT I was not supposed to hear that. My heart skipped like... seven beats.

Alice's face fell, but she quickly recovered. "We'll just give you a nice mani/pedi and buy new make-up then! You CAN'T refuse that!" She said matter-of-factly.

And she was right. I couldn't! I was running out of make-up as it was, and my fingernails were all ripped up from moving things. My feet, on the other hand, were perfectly fine without her help. "Sure, sure," I agreed after a minute of thinking, and she stood up and pretty much pounced on me.

"You WON'T regret it!" She said dreamily and walked away, signalling lunch was over.

I groaned. WHAT had I gotten myself into? "I think I already do," I murmured to Miles who smiled at me, and I got a booming, beautiful laugh from Emmett behind me.

"I'll go. We all will," Emmett promised, throwing his arm over my shoulders lazily. "Don't you worry about a thing, I'll take care of you." He winked again and was gone.