Authors Note: Okay, so I decided that I want this to be AH. It was just a feeling that that would be the best way to write the story. Hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. SM owns it all.

I slowly walked down the hall, pain coursing through my body with each step. How am I supposed to get down the stairs? I thought to myself. Well, no pain can be worse than this.. I leaned on the wall and started my slow descent down the stairs.

I finally got to the kitchen and decided to make eggs and toast for breakfast since I wouldn't be able to cook much else with the pain.

I set the food on the table, just in time, Charlie started coming down the stairs. "Isabella, you know you have school today. Go get ready."

I nodded and started back upstairs. I got back into my small room and put on a loose pair of pants and shirt. Thankful my clothes did not aggrivate my bruises anymore than nessicary, I walked downstairs and looked at the clock. 7:25, I need to go before I am late.

I noticed Charlie was gone when I went to get into my old truck, backpack in the seat next to me. I learned to do so many things through the pain, driving was never a problem, thankfully.

I got into the school parking lot and edged myself out of my truck, one of the more painful tasks of the day. I walked slowly into school, no one looking at me. I was never one for friends, I was never an actress and I couldn't deal with having to lie all the time.

Classes went by the same way as usual. They passed by slowly, but they passed, I answered questions when they were asked to me. I always loved school for that reason. It was all in the books. You didn't need to worry about the unknown because that was never asked. All you had to know was the answer to the question asked. I smiled to myself thinking of this. My time away from home.

It was lunch time and I went to my usual table in the far corner. I never got money for lunch, I can eat when I get home. I looked up from my table where I was tracing invisible patternson the table top. There were people at the table next to me. I looked up fully now, curious.

They were all beautiful. One was large and bulky, his arm wrapped around a gorgeous blonde as they looked at eachother, seemingly having a convorsation although I didn't see their lips movie. Next to them was a small pixi looking girl with spiky hair sitting next to a blonde boy who was focusing only on her, as if she was his lifeline. Their hands entwined. At the end of the small table was the most gorgeous boy I have ever seen with bronze hair.

I started looking back down, new people or not, they would want nothing to do with her. As she was looking down, however, the pixi looking girl looked up at her and smiled. I tried to do the same but I am not sure if it came out right because she started frowning and stood from her seat saying something to the others. I looked down, realizing I probably upset her.

I was not expecting, however, to hear the next voice I heard. "Do you mind if I sit here?" The small girl said. I looked up, surprised. My look of surprise turned to one of confusion. Who would want to talk to someone like me? I quickly nodded, afraid to make her angry. Everyone looks nice at first glance.

She sat down and immediatly started a convorsation. "Hello, my name is Alice, I am new here, as are my other siblings. And your name?"

"Bella." I said quietly. This isn't a good idea. I looked away, trying to diminish my thoughts. What is the harm of talking to someone? As I started looking back to Alice I noticed the bronze hair boy looking at me with an odd look. What is wrong as him? I thought as I quickly looked down.

"So Bella, I was thinking that you could come and hang out with me after school." Alice said with cheerful eyes. Charlie would kill me. I thought, terrified.

I quickly composed myself, hoping she didn't see my slip up, and said "I can't." looking away from her hurt expression. Just then the worst pain thrashed through me, making the world spin.

The bell rang at that exact moment. Breathe in, and out. Just make it to your next class. I thought as I stood up.

The surroundings were spinning faster and I got light headed as I gripped the table. That wasn't enough. I felt myself start to crash to the floor, hitting my head on the table. It felt as if I was looking down at myself as I fought against the darkness trying to engulf me. I faintly remember the new kids running over as I finally succumbed to the darkness.

I woke up on a hard surface with someone yelling to me. I slowly opened my eyes and saw a man leaning over me. "Are you okay?" he repeated over and over.

I immediatly started freaking out. Charlie is going to know. I pulled him out of work. What am I going to do? What will he do? I panicked, my heart rate picking up. I was once again pulled into the darkness, welcoming it. Anything is better than the wrath that is Charlie.