Soooo sorry I haven't updated in ages! Anyway, ranting will be after the story. Enjoy!

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Chapter 8: Names

Rosalie POV

I picked up my lunch tray and headed over to our usual table.

"I've told you, I don't like Buffy the Vampire Slayer." I told my best friend Ally.

"Oh, come on. I don't want to be stuck with Imy and all her friends by myself!" Ally replied.

"Why can't you go out?" I pointed out to her.

"Mom and Dad are going to an Art Show."

"Well, what about Hannah?"

"She's going to Hollywood for her mom's 45th birthday party."

Imogen, Ally's sister, was obsessed with Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Imogen was inviting her friends over for a Buffy the Vampire Slayer marathon and Ally was babysitting. Her mom had told her she could invite one friend over to keep her company. I didn't like Buffy the Vampire Slayer. It felt…wrong to me. I was irked out by the concept of slaying vampires and the entire show seemed fake. I mean, would vampires really be able to be killed with a knife?

I frowned at Ally. "Would we have to watch Buffy?"

"Not necessarily," she replied hopefully.

"Then I'm in." I told her.

"Thank you Rose! You are the best!"

We sat down and started talking about other things. On the table was Ally; myself; Kylie – the exchange student from Japan; Hannah; Maxmillian (though we all called him Millax), Hannah's boyfriend; Nelly (Narla, but she hated the name); Gordon, and his girlfriend Jill.

I looked around the caff; it wasn't that different to when I first started here, 6 months ago after being released from Miami Hospital. I'd had to undergo months of intensive work to try and reclaim my memory after I had lost it in a car accident. None of the treatments worked though and I still couldn't remember anything about my past. I didn't even remember the faces of my parents. According to the man that brought me in, they were called Milly and Ben Hale and they'd died in the car crash.

I saw an unfamiliar face walk through the cafeteria door, followed by our principal, Mrs. Howden.

"Oh, that's the new girl." Ally whispered to me.

"What's her name?" I asked.

"Isabella or something. I don't know."

"I bet she's clumsy." I commented.

"Why?" Ally asked with intrigue.

"Um…" I said, "I don't know."

Mrs. Howden brought Isabella over to our table.

"These are some of the girls that will be in your grade." Mrs. Howden told Isabella.

"Hey Bella." I greeted her.

"Call me Izzy," she told me coldly.

"Sorry." Why did I assume she'd be called Bella?

"Ooh, on bad terms with the new girl in the first sentence. Isn't that a record?" Ally asked me rhetorically.

I shrugged and looked down at my food. This happened sometimes. I would just assume something about someone I knew nothing about.

The bell rang and we all headed to our separate classes. I had English with Mr. Jones-Gabriel.

I walked to the south side with Nelly who also had English. We started chatting about boys.

"Oh my god! Did you see Dylan this morning? I swear he's been working out! If only that brat Amanda wasn't going out with him. Oh, and Jarrod? He's gotten hot too! It's like, where have I been the last couple of months? You know? All the boys are hot!"

"Yeah. Totally!" I replied.

"Rose, I totally reckon we could each get guys this month. But I get first pick!"

"Um… actually I'm not interested in any of the guys." I admitted.

"What!? Not even Guy White?"

"No, even though I think he's gorgeous!" Nelly giggled. "He just thinks about himself too much."

"Well then, more for me."

I laughed. "You are so vain," I told her.

"And you're not?" she replied with one eyebrow raised.

We'd gotten to the classroom now and were just taking our seats. When I came here six months ago, I had been assigned a desk all to myself. Now there was a girl with long, curly blond hair sitting in the seat I usually occupied. I recognised her from the cafeteria, it was the new girl; Isabella.

I walked up to her hesitantly. "Hi Bell – uh, Izzy." I said, remembering what she'd said at lunchtime.

"Oh, hi," she greeted me vaguely. "Do you sit here?" She gestured to my table.

"Uh…yeah. That's kind of the seat I sit in too."

"Oh." She didn't move.

I sat next to her in the other seat awkwardly. She must really hate the name Bella, I thought.

Mr. Jones-Gabriel started the lesson then and I couldn't think about Isabella anymore.

When the bell rang for end-of-class I gathered my things up and headed for the door.

"Rosalie?" Isabella called after me. I turned around to face her. "Sorry about the whole Bella thing. It's just…well; I got it a lot at my last school and I'm kind of sick of repeating myself."

"Oh, that's okay. I don't know why I just assumed."

She smiled at me and I smiled back.

"You can call me Rose." I told her, and we walked off together.

Alright, time to rant. I know the whole Isabella thing is copying and weird, but I had to do it. Also, there will be RPOV's now and again, but they won't follow a story line like Emmett's. Anyway, please Review! If you're going to favourite it, or put it on your story alerts then please take the time to review. Trust me, it makes my day. I love it when I get reviews from you guys!

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~MissAnoni