A/N: RomFicGurl, here. I want to thank eMmALeA99 for letting me adopt this story. My wonderful Beta JillyBeanX-o-X. I do not own anything but Emerson, I also don't own his last name, that belongs to my Bestie who is male.

Enjoy! ;)

Bella POV

Trigonometry passed in a blur. I didn't pay attention to any of the lesson and at lunch, since it wasn't raining, I sat outside, in the bed of my truck, instead of in the caf like everyone else. Biology was boring since there was a sub and gym was, well dangerous. Even more so since I wasn't actually trying to pay attenton and hurt anyone.

Driving home was horrible. I wasn't concentrating so much. When I finally got home, I didn't want to burn down the house so I just called pizza. When I went to bed, I dreamt that I was floating in a sea of black, nothingness. I couldn't hear, taste, feel, see, or smell anything. Total sensory deprivation. I woke to the best nights sleep in ... a very long time. I didn't even think of cutting myself. I took a shower and brushed my teeth and I got dressed in a white long-sleeve shirt under a black shirt that had a stick-figure with a crown kicking another one down a hole. It said ' King of Sparta '. It was all in white. I wore black and white converse. I got my back-pack and put my coat on then I got m eeys, got in the truck and left to school.

When I got there, as soon as I turned the truck off, I heard the whispers. I sat in my car for a while, preparing myself for the reunion of a life-time( being over-dramatic ). I walked into English and sat down. I put my hood up and put my head down. I saw that girl from yesterday with hair like Bellatrix. The bell rang and Mr. Berty stood and walked around to face the class.

"Okay, class, today we are going to have a new student, Emerson Zertinsky. He is a foreign exchange student from Russia. You may come out now." Mr. Berty said. He came out of a closet looking as good as ever. With his dark brown hair and bright blue eyes. He was wearing a black shirt and dark blue jeans and all black converse. He was wearing his signature leather jacket he's had since he was fifteen.

"Emerson, we are welcoming you. We have started a project yesterday and everyone but one has a partner. You will be working with Isabella Swan, she will explain the project to you. Isabella, please raise your hand." Mr. Berty said. I raised my hand and he looked at me. He still had those twinkling blue eyes. "Uh, hmm, I guess they forgot," Mr. Berty mused, "Emerson you will have to either sit with Isabella or sit on the floor. Which ever you prefer." he added. Emerson walked over to me. I scooted over and he sat down. Mr. Berty started his lesson after that. Emerson took out a piece of paper and wrote on it. Then he passed it to me.

Lala? He wrote.

Yeah, Emers I wrote back.

yeah, we need to catch up and talk. Code for ' we need to catch uo and you need to tell me what happened, and don't bother lieing.'

22 Went-Worth St. I wrote back he discreetly nodded his head. I took it back and wrote something else. A/N: ( I don't really know if that is the actual street. )

Or just ask where the Chief of Police lives He just smirked.

The rest of class went by without a hitch. When the bell rang, I stood and gathered my things. I was about to walk out when I heard that baeutifully rough voice from three years ago.

"Lala?" he asked. I turned to face him.

"Yes?"

"I was wondering if you could show me where the Trigonometry class if, with Varner?" he asked.

"I have that next, I just need to go to my locker." said and we walked ot my locker. When we got there I opened my locker and got my Trig stuff while he just leaned against to some locker next to it. I closed and locked it and then we walked to the class. When we got there I was about to turn the knob, Emerson spoke.

"You're going to have to talk to me at some point." He said.

"I know."

"And when school is done you're going to tell me what took the twinkle from you eyes and left that look of despair. I can practicly feel the meloncholy coming off you in waves." He said with a serious look.

"I will, I will, it's just really depressing, what happened. I can't talked about it in school or I'll break down. I'm made fun of for what happened. When I got here I was nothing like how I was in Phoenix. I was clumsy and shy and I wasn't friends with anyone and everyone. For just being seen with me people with start talking how 'Emo Bella' doesn't stand a chance and should stop before she gets hurt." And with that I went into the class and sat down.

A/N: I know short but I was listening to Haunted by Taylor Swift when I was writing the last part of this so I have to stop. Check out my website, it has his outfit on it.

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