(A/N- Tell me what you think? Answer to question by Berdb, She is 17, old enough to buy one I think, and if you are wondering about the payment (your question wasn't quite clear), then he doesn't know she has payed for it herself, until he checks his credit card. Other than that, its quite easy to buy a car.)

I woke up the next morning early, getting ready slowly, sluggish from the night's bad sleep. The rain had pounded on the roof and window pretty much all night, and I had no idea how Charlie managed to snore heavily throughout it.

I looked through my closet, debating what to wear after looking out into the miserable weather; still pouring , and decided on slashed skinny jeans decorated with safety pins and mini chains, and a fitted avenged sevenfold tee, and a pair of black 4 inch ankle boots with straps. I put on my leather jacket, remembering to reattach the hood and put my makeup on.

I back combed my hair, spraying it with a tonne of hairspray and fluffing it up, before grabbing my backpack and throwing my iPod and book in. I looked around my room before leaving it, satisfied that I had everything, and tiptoed down the stairs, hoping not to wake Charlie this early in the morning.

I poured some cereal, only to find a note on the kitchen table.

Bella,

Had an early shift at the station today, forgot to mention it last night, hope you have a good first day, money for lunch on the table, ring if you need me,

Charlie.

I scrunched up the note and threw it in the bin, hitting it perfectly from this angle, instantly putting me in a good mood. Smiling, I ate my cereal standing up, looking around the brightly painted yellow kitchen.

I looked at the clock that now stated it was 7:15. According to Charlie, school started at 8:00 and I had to be there early. I sighed and grabbed the keys out of my bag, pulling the front door closed behind me after throwing my bowl in the sink.

The Jeep sounded even louder this morning, even in the loud pattering of the consistent rain; it was bound to wake up the entire street of unsuspecting people.

I backed out of the car space and drove down the street, following the directions Charlie had given me, I had a slowly disappearing list in my head, and I repeated them over and over to keep them in my mind.

Not 15 minutes later, and no mistakes in the directions, I ended up in a small, almost empty parking lot, and parked in one of the spaces near a building labelled Main office.

I got out of the car, pulling my hood up and shuffle ran to the main office, to avoid getting wet, sighing in relief when I opened the door to a warm, yet small waiting room.

There were three plush chairs stood near the farthest wall from the door, and a pot of green plants on either side of the chairs, as if there weren't enough green stuff outside. There was a modern looking desk with a bored woman sat inside; she was tapping mindlessly on a keyboard, occasionally looking up outside the window.

She noticed me looking around and sat up, showing me her dark business like suit, which made her look professional.

I walked over to the desk, expecting her to ask who I was, but it seemed she already knew who I was.

"Isabella Swan?" She asked, her eyes shining with delight and excitement. She smiled at me when I nodded and started to look through stacks of papers.

"Yeah" I replied, looking at her in boredom. Her smiled faltered a bit, but not enough for me as she dragged out the papers she wanted to show me.

Her droning, annoying voice directed me through the three different sheets; a map, my schedule and locker number. She droned on for about 5 minutes, highlighting the best ways to get to get to my different classes. I sighed, took the papers from her hand and dragged myself to the door, not looking behind me to thank her, because to be honest, the woman annoyed me already.

I opened the glass door, letting it shut behind me and looked at the filling parking lot. It was easy to see most of the students drove; there were many cars, most looking old, save a few nice looking ones, and my Jeep stood out tremendously with its height and bright colour. I could see, from where I was that students were eyeing it up as they walked past. I smirked and walked to my first class; Trigonometry.

My morning classes went quiet fast, it was monotonous and repetitive most of the time, teachers making me introduce myself, me saying no and them introducing me themselves, before sending me to my seat and beginning the lesson; it was all bull to me. I had never understood trig before, so I didn't listen and get involved, and I didn't intend t start now. My Varner, the trig teacher was a dick anyway.

There was a chatty girl, whose name I didn't remember, was in all of my name, and talked nonstop about things nobody cared about; it was clear people put up with her chatting because no one seemed about to stop the incessant noise coming from her wide open trap. I pretty much ignored her as she offered me a place to sit at her table; as if I would, and walked to a table over by the window, placed far anyway from all the other tables, and away from the disgusting smelling cafeteria food.

I pulled out my iPod and book and scrolled through the playlists, finding the perfect one and found the right page in Pride and Prejudice. I was really into it, reading 4 chapters.

"When the ladies removed after dinner, Elizabeth ran up to her sister, and, seeing her well guarded from cold, attended her into the drawing-room; where she was welcomed by her two friends with many professions of pleasure; and Elizabeth had never seen them so agreeable as they were during the hour which passed before the gentlemen appeared. Their powers of conversation were considerable. They could describe an entertainment with accuracy, relate an anecdote with humour, and laugh at their acquaintance with spirit." (A/N Chapter 11 beginning from Pride and Prejudice)

I hadn't gotten much farther than that when a cough sounded through the earphone and music and into my ear. It was hard to ignore, since I was sure it was directed at me with such annoyance. I pulled my earphone out of my ear and looked up at the pale woman standing next to me; she was alone, but held a stance of authority, as if she were above the rest of the cafeteria. The look of superiority she had on her face pissed me off and I raised an eyebrow at her. She had blonde hair flowing down her back, and her perfect figure left little to be admired about her. The expression on her face, however, did not.

"You're sitting at me and my families table," Was all she said, as if she expected me to get up from my seat and apologise. Her voice was clear, and bell like, but it did not suit the words she spit out at me.

"So?" I replied to her, hoping she would go away. I pulled the other earphone out of my ear and sat up straight, "If you expect me to move, you're going to be waiting a while, haven't you ever heard of sharing?" I smirked at the last word and her expression darkened, as did her eyes; from a lovely bright colour, to a darker brown colour, almost a shade of black.

"Rosalie!" A voice thundered from behind her, shocking me and her. Her eyes lightened noticeably and she turned her head slightly in acknowledgment to her name being called. Behind her stood a God, an angel; he was beautiful.

With a chiselled jaw, long legs and coppery colour hair, he was absolutely gorgeous, capturing not only my attention, but most of the female population in the cafeteria; I felt insanely jealous that they were so attracted to him.

He seemed to have caught her attention, and although they did not speak a word to each other, with a last glare at me, she turned swiftly around and sauntered out of the cafeteria, unfortunately not tripping and falling on her face in the process.

The boy took a step forward towards the table I was sitting at and I watched him as he hesitated, his golden eyes locked on my face and a smile playing on his perfectly proportioned lips, took the same step back, and with a small nod and slight wink at me, he turned and followed the blonde out of the cafeteria.

I was left stunned in my seat, with my earphones still playing loud music until the bell rang nearly five minutes later.