A/N: Hey guys, thank you for all your wonderful reviews on the last chapter.

Sorry that Bella is being such a meani but she just really wanted a sister, not a hott student. Believe me; I would KILL to be in her place. LOL

I heart British Edward! :)

Disclaimer: I do not own anything, Stephenie Meyer does.

This chapter is dedicated to Ioanna!! My volleyball buddy!! CHIPMUNK! (Inside joke)

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"He just seems so clean…and strange to me," I admitted into the phone.

"Well he is a stranger to you Bella, and he is from London," Jake stated. I rolled my eyes, I obviously knew that. Stupid, short freshman!

"I know, but still. He is just odd, and when he comes to school with me tomorrow I'll be even weirder than I usually am. I know for a fact that Lauren Mallory will probably say something to us," I explained frantically, I know I was being a little overdramatic. But I couldn't help it!

"And since when do you care about what she says?" he sneered.

"I know…I know, but still! I'm already the plain girl who doesn't wear Hollister or Abercrombie like the rest of the damn school. And now this British guy will always be tagging along my side," I exclaimed dramatically. "I'm already the freak at school Jake!"

"Well…if you had a British girl exchange student instead of a guy…would that make any difference?"

"Yes! Because, she wouldn't be as cheesy and lame as this guy is. I mean come on! The dude gave us presents," I practically shouted at the top of my lungs.

"Seriously? He gave you a present? Ha! Like what?" he asked enthusiastically. I sighed, I already knew how nosy Jacob was, but now it was annoying. I pretty much know everything about Jacob Black, he is after all my bestfriend.

I've known Jake for about five years and he is mostly the only friend I have. We're pretty much the biggest outcasts in the whole school. We only have each other and that will never change. Not that I didn't want it to change or anything, it's just that it has never changed ever since 7th grade.

Jocks usually pick on poor Jake and call him shorty since he is two inches shorter than me. And I'm pretty short compared to some girls at my school… and compared to Edward.

"I didn't open it yet," I confessed gazing at the blue box with the yellow ribbon on it that was on my nightstand; still unopened. "I'm afraid that there might be a bomb in it…" I joked and laughed hysterically.

Jake laughed with me. "He's not a terrorist Bella," he gasped while still chuckling. "Anyway, where is British boy?"

"Downstairs, sucking up to my parents," I replied. After that awful dinner of non-stop talking and laughing I finally excused myself from the table and came back up into my bedroom to talk to Jake for a little while. Jacob and I usually always call each other everyday. And besides, I wanted to spend as much time in my bedroom before Edward came up to sleep. I glanced at my clock and realized it was almost nine. I sighed in frustration. "Jake, I have to go. It's late. I'll see you tomorrow," I said.

"Okay, can't wait to meet Edward tomorrow," he said, faking eagerly, laughing all over again.

I rolled my eyes. "Sure," I muttered. "Bye Jacob."

"Bye." I then hung up and threw my phone across the room and exhaustedly flopped down on my bed, staring at the blue package on my nightstand. I wonder what he got me….

Knock Knock

Speaking of the devil…

Edward walked gracefully in the room, seeming to brighten up the blue wallpaper. "Hey, am I interrupting anything?" he said in his warm velvet voice. How can a human voice be so…unique? I wouldn't be shocked if he wasn't human.

I scowled at him. "Does it look like you're interrupted anything?" I snapped harshly, a little too harshly. Oops…strike two.

He didn't answer my question; he just simply sat gently on the twin sized bed next to mine, a smile crawling on his lips. "I can sleep on the couch downstairs if you're not…comfortable with this sleeping arrangement," he suggested, seeming perfectly at ease with the fact that I was being so rude to him.

Him sleep downstairs?

Hmm, that's wasn't a bad idea actually…

But, if he was going to live here for a year, then I guess I would have to be sort of nice to him, right… even if I did loathe his guts. I already started out on a rough start with him; I probably shouldn't make matters worse.

As much as I hated it, I had to be nicer to him.

"Well, we already have a bed set up for you, so I guess it's alright for tonight," I replied, still in a stern voice. "Maybe Charlie and I will put your bed in the basement this week so you could have your privacy." I tried to sound as nice as I could. A couple of nights couldn't hurt right?

Edward's grin became more pronounced. "Thanks Isabella," he said sincerely.

I grimaced slightly. "It's Bella," I corrected, returning his smile politely. I absolutely loathe when people call me Isabella, usually when someone keeps calling me Isabella, steam comes out of my ears.

"Bella," he breathed, his emerald orbs gleaming. He still didn't stop grinning. "My apologies," he said in his deep British accent.

I kind of wanted him to stop grinning so goofily, not wanting to know why he was smiling so widely. All I told him to do was to call me Bella…why did he have to grin? And why were his green eyes shining so much? All I'm saying is that a normal person doesn't grin for stupid reasons, but obviously Edward Cullen wasn't a normal person.

"So…uh we have school tomorrow, maybe we should hit the hay," I suggested awkwardly, trying to stop him from smirking so stupidly.

"Hit the hay?" he questioned, his eyes squinting in confusion. Aww, he looked kind of cute when he said that-

Oh shut your pie whole Bella! I scolded mentally, shaking my head to clear it.

"It means we should go to sleep," I explained, my voice croaked a bit when I said that, from what I just thought I suppose. Me and my corrupted little mind…darn you.

I mean this guy is obviously a devil sent down from hell to come and ruin my pathetic life. First he disappoints me after I specifically asked for a girl! And now my social life will go down the toilet. Life just keeps getting worse and worse for me. Yeah, he had good looks and all. And his green eyes were really bright, but who cares…right?

"Oh…right, of course," he chuckled.

I realized that he wasn't wearing his pajamas yet. I on the other hand was wearing my favorite ducky pajama pants and a plain t-shirt. "If you need the bathroom to change then it's left to this room," I said.

"Thank you," he said while getting his backpack and then leaving the room. After I heard the bathroom door gently close I got up from bed and turned the light switch off. I cuddled in my comfortable bed, not wanting to be awake when he came back.

I'm just glad today ended, but then again tomorrow doesn't sound so good either.

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I woke up in the morning without the sun shining brightly through the window…and without birds chirping happily, which is what to be expected when living in Forks, Washington. All I wake up to every morning is my annoying alarm clock.

I rubbed my eyes and turned my alarm clock off, hitting it more forcefully than necessary. I flopped back down onto my pillow, still not ready to wake up. "I had the craziest dream…" I mumbled to myself, closing my eyes, trying to picture the odd dream again.

All I remember was my parents coming with me to the airport to pick up our foreign exchange student…but to our surprise it was a boy instead of the girl we asked for. More like a nightmare than a dream if you ask me…

Then I heard a soft chuckle besides me.

My eyes shot open. "AHH!" I screamed when I realized someone was in the room with me. After I heard that ghostly laugh I fell off my bed, landing on my stomach; my face meeting with the floor. "Ouch…" I murmured into the floor.

"Oh dear, my apologies Bella," I heard a frantic British male voice say right next to me. I looked up and saw the anxious British dude from my nightmare. He was kneeling next to me on the floor.

My eyes squinted when I looked up at his profile. "You're the guy from my nightmare," I blurted out without thinking.

Edward seemed to relax, knowing that I was okay he chuckled from my goofiness. "Are you alright Bella?" he asked in his accent which I can't seem to get used to.

I sighed, looking up at the ceiling; I was still lying on the wooden floor. "No…my life sucks," I croaked, rubbing my eyes, hoping that this was another nightmare. Edward Cullen was real, yes indeed and he was going to live with for a year. Oh joy!

I couldn't help but notice that Edward was wearing his pajamas, which I did not see last night since I went straight to bed before he came to sleep. And I have to admit he kind of looked…attractive in his blue striped pajama pants and a snug white t-shirt. Hmm, actually he looked very-

He laughed again, interrupting my dirty thinking. God, would his laughs ever stop?! "I'm sorry to hear that," he said, smiling. But he didn't look that sorry at all.

I got up from the floor and composed myself, hoping Edward wouldn't find this so amusing. He stood up with me, still laughing softly but a lot at the same time. "What is so funny?!" I asked harshly.

"I'm sorry," he said, putting his hand over his mouth. He was trying to contain his laughter as much as possible, but was failing miserably. "I just wish you could have seen your face when you screamed like that."

I scowled at him. Oh, so he thought me falling down on my face and almost breaking every bone in my body was funny, huh? That stupid little British-

"I don't find that funny," I snapped, my voice was filled with venom.

"No," he mumbled. "I don't suppose you would." He yawned, all laughter seemed to disappear.

Then, I realized Edward had purple bags under his eyes and he looked very tired and worn out, as if he didn't get any sleep last night. "Are you okay?" I asked skeptically. "You look a little…drained," I noted.

He yawned again. "I'm fine, I just didn't get much sleep last night," he said.

My brows scrunched down in confusion. "Why not?" I asked. I was really curious now.

He smiled widely, and his eyes seem to twinkle. "I doubt anyone could have slept through a night with your constant babbling," he explained, still grinning. "I didn't fall asleep until about four in the morning, that's when your talking finally came to an end."

My curiosity instantly vanished and turned into embarrassment. I could practically feel the warmth come out of my cheeks as I blushed furiously. I didn't reply, my response was on my cheeks. I wonder what I said…

Me and my stupid sleep talking… curses.

I suppose I talk in my sleep every night, Renée and Charlie always made fun of me for it when I was a kid. And occasionally when I would fall asleep on the couch or in the car, they would tell me how annoying I was when I talked. And now Edward heard me…all night.

Fabulous.

I wish I could hide under a rock right now.

"It's alright," he assured. He was still smiling, his white perfect teeth shining. "You didn't say anything too embarrassing."

I didn't want to say anything, too afraid of what my voice might sound like. But like always, my curiosity got the best of me. "What did I say?" I asked.

"You kept repeated, 'Stupid British boy' over and over again. I thought I would wake you up from my hysterical laughing, but I didn't. You're a very deep sleeper." he replied while chuckling. I didn't reply. I looked down at the wooden floor; too embarrassed to meet his gaze. "Don't worry," he reassured. "I promise I won't tell a living soul," he said and gave me a friendly wink.

I smiled a tiny bit, thank god. I really wanted to change the subject, I suggested, "We should probably get ready for school now." We were kind of running late already, and besides I wanted to meet up with Jacob early so he could meet Edward.

He nodded, still grinning and then left my room to go use the washroom, leaving with his backpack.

I sighed, I can't even image how horrible today at school will be.

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A/N: Don't worry, Bella will start to warm up to Edward sooner or later. But, don't worry it will happen; obviously.

& just to let you guys know Jacob in THIS story will not be the love triangle sort of thing. Jacob is JUST Bella's friend, nothing more. I promise you guys; Jacob is just her dorky, short friend. He won't be the third wheel or anything.

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