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Chapter Song: Knockout by Lil Wayne & Nicki Minaj.

We pulled into the driveway of the new house. I admit, it was bigger than our house in Cali. But, what really worried me was that Liz had already furnished the house. Frankly, I'm scared shitless. Not sure about Carlisle. He "trusts" her. Ha. I wouldn't trust that woman even if I had to jump off a cliff with her. She probably wouldn't jump, and I'd be falling to my death, just about.

We arrived at Seattle airport at about 2:30, and drove three hours to Forks. The first thought that ran through my mind when we entered Forks was that it was very...green. And of course, it was cloudy, and sprinkling. Definitely not what I'm used to...

"Come on!" Liz exclaimed. She got out of the car, and practically sprinted to the house. She sang, "Let's see the new house!"

I turned to my father. "Dad, is it too late to turn the car around?"

He gave me a look. "Come on, kids."

"There's so much grass," Alice complained, as she linked her arm with mine. "It's all over the place."

Carlisle shook his head. "You'll get used to it." He opened the trunk and gave us our luggage. "Now, let's go and explore the house."

I rolled my eyes. Alice and I took our luggage, and wheeled it to the door where Liz was bouncing in place.

"Kids," Liz said as she took her keys and unlocked the door. "Welcome to your new home." She opened the door wide, and I took a quick glance at Alice before anything happened. Her jaw was dropped, and eyes were like saucers. Before I even realized it, I looked away from Alice and my own jaw dropped.

"Oh..." Alice started to say.

"My..." I continued.

"God," we said in unison.

The room before me was the fully-furnished living room. This looked more like a cabin, but it was beautiful at the same time. Hardwood floors, loveseats, even a chair with false deer antlers. The chandeliers had moose printed around it. A massive stone fireplace for the cold nights that would most likely happen here. This place even had a balcony looking over the room. (Picture will be up.)

Alice and I dropped our bags, and walked through the house together. The kitchen was probably Liz's favorite room in the house. She loved to cook. The floors were hardwood also, but a darker shade than in the living room. The counters were wood too, but the tops were white. We had wooden chairs surrounding the island counter with red cushions. Even a mini-flat screen TV was put in there.

While we were in awe, Liz stepped in front of us. "Kids, both of your rooms are upstairs. Alice, yours is the second door on the right. Edward, yours is the door at the end of the hall. Enjoy." She smirked.

"Edward," Alice poked my shoulder, "come with me to see my room. I'm nervous."

"On how bad it may look?" I questioned her.

She shook her head, her spikes flowing. "No. On how fabulous it looks!"

I rolled my eyes. Leave it to Alice to get excited about a room.

We made it up the stairs, Alice in front. She was hopping up and down with excitement. We made it to her bedroom door and she grabbed my hand.

"Edward, open the door please," she whispered as she shut her eyes tightly.

I gently grabbed the brass doorknob, and pushed it open. Even though, this was a girls' room, I was even shocked. "Alice, open your eyes."

I heard her gasp. "Oh my gosh."

Her carpet was white, and the walls were painted pink. A huge window was decorated with white curtains and black on the outside. Her bed had a black headboard, and had a white comforter with pink, black, and white pillows. Aside the bed, was a vanity mirror. She even had a leopard print chair, alongside a pink bookcase. There were shoe paintings along the walls, a flat screen TV, and black stereo.

Alice dropped my hand and ran over to the nearest door in her room. Her closet. I walked in and climbed onto her bed. It was very soft. Like floating on a cloud. Alice ran out of her walk-in closet with the biggest smile plastered on her face.

"My closet is fucking huge!" she exclaimed. "I even have enough space for my shoes!" Wow, that's a lot. Alice basically collects shoes. "Come on! Let's see your room!" She grabbed my arm, pulled me off the bed, and practically sprinted down the hallway.

She opened the door for me, and my eyes went wide.

The walls were painted a dark blue, my favorite color, and I had red and black shelving. My bed had a striped comforter and pillows, filled with different colors of green, black, purple, and blue. I had a small dresser with see-through drawers, which I can see that Liz had put my books in. Next to it was a desk.

I walked around my room in awe, as Alice was jumping on my bed.

"Your bed's really soft, and very jump-able."

I heard a soft knock on the door, and there was Carlisle in the doorway.

"Here are your bags, kids," he said as he dropped my bags near my bed. He gave Alice hers and she walked out to her room. "Oh, and Edward."

"Hm?"

"Come with me. I have a surprise for you."

He turned on his heel, and I followed him out. We walked to a door that was at the other end of the hallway. Curious to why he brought me here. He turned the doorknob slowly and my jaw dropped.

Inside the white room, the only thing that stood out, was my black grand piano. I hadn't played ever since Esme's funeral. I had played her favorite song, knowing she would've wanted it.

I walked ghostly past Carlisle. My fingers gently brushed the keys.

"Did you tune this?" I asked him. He nodded.

I pressed down on one of the middle keys, and it still made the beautiful sound as it did all those years ago.

"I thought you may like it," he smiled.

"Like it?" I chuckled. "I love it."

He kept smiling, then walked out when Liz started calling for him.

I sat down on the bench, and rolled up my sleeves to my elbows. "Hey, baby. It's been a long time." With that, I began to play, notes just popping into my head.

Two Days Later;

The annoying buzzing sound woke me up at 6:30. I slapped the top of it, shutting it up. I sat up slowly, and rubbed my eyes. I then looked at my small calender on my nightstand. Monday.

"Shit," I breathed out.

I glanced up at the picture of Esme and I just a few months before her death. She looked happy, healthy. I smiled to myself. "First day of school, Mom. Wish me luck."

I rolled out of bed and made it to the bathroom so I could shower. Once I got out, I walked back to my room and picked out a white v-neck and my favorite pair of dark jeans. I combed through my hair, though it never really did anything. My hair was messy either way. I went back to the bathroom to brush my teeth and gargle mouthwash.

I was in the middle of gargling, when I saw Alice in the doorway.

"You almost ready?"

"Hm?"

"I wanna get to school early so I can get my schedule and also kind of take a look around," she said, playing with the moon and star necklace I got for her birthday last month.

I spit out my mouthwash in the sink. "What time is it now?"

"Quarter after seven," she said as she handed me a piece of paper. It was directions. "I asked Dad how long of a drive it is to school, and it's about ten minutes from here."

I nodded. "Alright. Let's go."

We headed downstairs to the kitchen and grabbed some toast for the drive.

"Dad!" I called to him in the living room. "Keys."

Without looking up from the newspaper, he dug through his pants pocket and threw the keys at me. I caught them without a problem.

"Wear a jacket," he called. "It's supposed to rain."

"No shock," Alice muttered under her breath.

I grabbed the toast and our bags and headed to Carlisle's car. I started the car and pulled out of the driveway. Alice was playing with the radio, trying to find a good station. She found one and 23 by Jimmy Eat World was in the middle of playing.

She read out the directions as I drove. Carlisle said it'd be ten minutes, but with me driving, it'd be about five.

We found the school, and I parked near the entrance so I can get out easier. Alice got out and took a look at the school.

"Well, it's a whole lot smaller than our last school."

I saw her point. Our old school had like, six buildings and each class had 200 kids.

This school, however, just looked connected. It also seemed to have two or three floors.

We both sighed, and linked our arms.

We walked through the main entrance and looked up and down the hallway. White tiled floor, yellow and blue lockers, posters for club meetings and upcoming sport events covered the walls. Right in front of us, was a trophy case. Inside it, wasn't very many trophies. The trophies that were already in there were small. Must've been last place trophies. Shit.

"We're enrolled in the most shittiest school in the continental US," I blurted out. I looked over at Alice. I pointed at her white and blue floral shirt. "You're wearing some of the school colors. Way to go, Ali."

She rolled her eyes at me. "Come on. Let's go find the principal's office."

It wasn't that hard to find. It was the second door on the left from the main entrance. We walked in and there was the receptionist.

"Hello," she welcomed. "You two must be the Cullens." We nodded. "Well, welcome to Forks High. Home of the Spartans."

I gave her a small smile. "Um, we're here for our schedules."

She got up from her chair. "Yes, of course. First names please?"

"Edward and Alice."

She opened a file cabinet and dug through. "Ah, here we go." She walked back and handed us our schedules. "Also, here's a map of the school so you don't get lost."

"Wouldn't be that hard," Alice muttered.

"Have a nice day," the woman said to us.

"You too," we said in unison as we walked out.

"Lockers?" Alice asked. I nodded and we went to search for them. While walking, we were looking around us. Some classrooms were big, some were small.

"What's your first class?" I asked her.

"Fashion Design," she smiled. "I actually have something to look forward to in the morning."

"They have a class for that here?"

She shrugged. "Guess so. What's yours?"

"English."

We found Alice's locker on the second floor. Just her luck, she's right next to the art room. She opened it on her first try and put her Coach bag and jacket inside. I went to find mine, noticing some students had started showing up. They were glancing at me, you know, the usual "hey there's the new kid" look.

My locker was around the corner, at the end of the hallway. I opened it and put my jacket on one of the hooks. I then heard running. I lifted my head towards the archway and saw Alice coming towards me. The only time she would ever run to me was when she had a vision. Her eyes were wide and she was out of breath.

"Ali, what'd you see?" I gently grabbed her shoulders.

"We're going to meet someone."

I confused by her response. "Well, of course we're gonna meet some people, Alice. It's our first day at a new school."

She shook her head. "That's not what I mean, Edward. By someone, I mean, for you and I both, and it's going to happen by run-ins."

"Run-ins?" I asked. "You mean, we're just gonna run into them without expecting it?"

"Kind of. More like, they'll run into us. What time is it?"

I checked my Palm phone. "Ten of eight."

She nodded. "Well, let's go to our classes."

I decided to walk her to her class, just to be sure if her vision would turn out true. Usually once she would tell someone her visions, the actual event would happen in a matter of minutes.

Who would've known that this particular one would happen in a matter of seconds? When we cut around the corner, some guy had bumped into her. Shit.

"I'm so sorry," he apologized.

"No, my fault," Alice said quietly.

I was standing from the side watching the whole thing. At that moment, both of them looked up and something changed in both of their faces. I couldn't put my finger on it. It couldn't be love at first sight, maybe attraction at first sight. Although, this guy does seem like Alice's type. He seems really mellow. Maybe some calmness could tone down Alice's energy. Actually, it wouldn't be that bad.

"You're one of the new kids, right?" the guy continued to stare at her. Okay, I'm nonexistent. I'm not here right now.

Alice nodded and bit down slightly on her lip. She never did that! "Alice Cullen."

"Jasper Whitlock." He held out his hand and Alice took it gently. His hand was so much bigger than hers. "Are you a junior?"

"No, I'm a year below," she said with a smile. Their hands haven't separated yet. Hm.

"Oh," Jasper nodded slowly as he smiled back. Very strange.

The bell rang. "Alice, let's go," I tried to snap her out of this trance she was in. They finally noticed me after that.

"Do you guys wanna sit with me and some friends at lunch? Good way to meet some new people," he offered.

"Sure," Alice answered for me. Jasper looked at me, and I simply nodded.

"Great," he looked back at Alice. "I'll see you then."

"'Kay," she smiled.

We continued to walk, and Alice just seemed in a daze. "Thanks for introducing me also, Alice," I said in a sarcastic tone.

"Uh-huh."

"I'm just nonexistent."

"Yes."

"Alice, your hair's on fire."

"That's nice."

I raised an eyebrow. Jasper must've put her under a spell by that one touch of the hand.

"Alice, I'm headed off to class. I'll meet you at your locker before lunch," I told her, even though she wasn't listening.

"Yeah." Yup, still in a trance.

English class wasn't really anything special. We were reading Romeo and Juliet, the most romantic story ever written. No. I've already read this story, and to tell you the truth, I hate it. Mainly Romeo. He's a selfish whiny bitch. That's just my opinion.

I did meet someone in that class. Rosalie Hale. She sits next to me, and I do admit, she is pretty but she's not someone I'd date. She asked if I would sit with her and some friends at lunch. I told her that Alice and I were sitting with Jasper and other people.

"Oh, really?" she smiled. "Turns out I'm one of those other people."

"You're friends with Jasper?"

"Dude, he's basically my brother. His mom and my dad are somewhat a thing, so we see each other a lot."

She then told me about her boyfriend, Emmett, and how they've been together since freshmen year. She said that he's the practical joker of their group and he's very easy to be friends with.

The bell rang and I decided to go to my locker real quick. Good thing I'm fast at walking and running or I'd be really late for my next class. I put my copy of Romeo and Juliet at the top shelf of the locker and took out the map of the school. My next class was Geometry. Okay, first floor, third door on the right from the staircase. Got it. I shut my locker and started walking.

Next thing I knew, I was on my ass and papers were flying everywhere.

"I am so sorry," was the first thing out of my mouth. I was helping out whoever it was that I bumped into cleaning up the papers and books.

"No, no. It's my fault," a very feminine voice apologized. "I should've watched where I was going. I'm really clumsy."

I handed her the book she dropped, and I felt her fingertips touch mine. Electricity waved through me just from one touch. I didn't pull away though. My hand just stayed there. Oh shit. Was this how Alice felt?

I looked up, and my heart was racing as I stared into the chocolate brown eyes of the most beautiful creature in front of me.

We gently got up, neither of us letting go of the book or taking our eyes off of each other.

She was the first to break the silence. "You're from California, right?"

"Yeah," I smiled. "Edward Cullen."

"Bella Swan," she smiled back. Most beautiful smile from the most perfect pink lips. I let go of the book and she cradled it in her chest. Now my hand felt cold.

"What's your next class?" she asked.

"Geometry."

"I'd rather have that now than gym. I envy you right now."

I chuckled as I took a closer look at her. Heart shaped face that was zit-free, blush spread across her cheeks, little freckles across the cheekbones, wavy brown hair that was just begging to be touched, the perfect curves, and fantastic pale legs that shined. She was stunning.

"I'm pretty sure that you've met my friend Jasper already?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You know Jasper too?" Does everyone know this kid?

"Yeah, he's kind of my 'psychiatrist'," she joked. "What do you mean by I know Jasper too?"

"I met this girl named Rosalie Hale in my English class." She nodded at the name. "She asked if I'd sit with her at lunch, and I told her that my sister and I had plans to sit with him and other people. She turns out to be one of those people along with her boyfriend, Emmett."

She chuckled. "Yeah, Emmett's pretty intimidating when you first meet him, but he's really just a teddy bear." She walked behind me. Turns out, her locker's four down from mine. I'm happy dancing inside.

"So, let me guess, you're one of those 'other people' that are going to be at that very lunch table?" I questioned.

Her cheeks started to turn pink. "Yup. I sit with them everyday. It's usually me, Jazz, Rose and Emmett. Sometimes we're joined by my sister, Miranda." I decided to look at her pictures that she had taped onto her locker door. She basically had a collage. Most of them were of her and this girl with black hair and piercings. One must've been from Christmas one year, 'cause the same girl was sitting right next to Bella ripping wrapping paper. This must've been Miranda.

"Is this her?" I asked, pointing to the picture.

"Yeah. That's from Christmas two years ago," she said grabbing her gym bag.

I tilted my head to the side. I saw no resemblance in them. "She looks nothing like you."

"She's adopted."

"Oh," I nodded, understanding.

She shut her locker and we started walking.

"She's the same age as me though. I'm just three months older. Charlie and Renee had adopted her when she was three. She was put in the adoption center after her father had died of being an addict and her mother just...freaked out."

"That's kind of sad."

She shrugged. "She knows about it, but she said that she's just blessed enough to have this family." She smiled to herself.

"You two are really close, huh?" I asked. She nodded. "Sounds like me and my sister, Alice. She's basically my best friend."

"Same with me and Miranda."

The bell rang, indicating that we were both late.

"Hey, if I don't see you in the hallway, I'll just see you at lunch," she said.

"Save a seat next to you for me," I gave her a smile.

Ah, the blush returns as she grinned. "Okay." She bit her lip nervously.

Maybe the first day, wouldn't be so bad after all.

Woah, this is longer than I thought. HehehexD

So I just turned fifteen as of Sunday, and it kindof turned out crappy. Maybe some reviews would cheer me up? ;)

Hope you enjoyed.

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