Author's note: don't own anything (go steph!) Please read and REVIEW... this is my first fanfic and i don't know how im doing so far! Suggestions/criticism/anything welcom! xo sofie

Bella's POV

I sat on the sidelines of the basketball court, watching the class intensely. After many incidents involving me and an obscure degree of injury, the coach had accepted that watching everyone else play would be beneficial enough to my 'physical educational experience'. I was relieved.

The school was still oblivious to Emily; and I glanced over to where she was standing in such a position on the court that she was able to avoid participating in the game without attracting the coach's attention. However, as my gaze met her eyes I saw them staring intently into me. Feeling the blood rise to my cheeks I glanced back towards the game to find the basketball rebounding of the backboard and hurtling towards my head. I released a muffled scream and ducked to the floor, losing my balance and landing on my hip in the process. Stupid PE, it was trying to hurt me whether I was trying or not. Standing again I moaned as I felt my hip smarting. That was going to bruise.

The coach looked over at me and rolled her eyes.

"Take her to the nurse." She sighed. I looked up expecting to see Mike standing over me, however I found myself once again staring into two intense green eyes. Closer up they almost liquid like in texture, lightening to a hazel color around the rim of the irises, although they darkening even as I looked into them. At this, a thought of alarm rapidly fired through my head, but it was gone before I could quite grasp it. What was it? Argh, that annoyed me so much!

I followed a now scowling Emily out of the gym in confusement, looking around for Edward. He would surely be around somewhere very soon. But, as I looked around, there was no one to be seen. The tension in the air was too much. I made a momentary decision to break it.

"So, you're from the south? Which state?" I asked, blood rushing to my face once more with embarrassment as she glanced at be briefly than turned her face away, shaking her head. "No? More central?" I asked, knowing she would have to voice her answer unless she plainly ignored me. She chose the latter. Noticing that we had just about arrived at the nurse, I huffed and limped forward through the door, glancing around once more for Edward. Where was he?

The nurse came out of her office and rolled her eyes at me.

"Ice-pack, Bella?"

"Yes, please" I replied, flopping onto a chair. As the nurse went over to the first aid cabinet, I noticed Emily still standing at the door. "Thanks Emily" I muttered, wanting her to leave. Maybe she was why Edward wasn't here. He hadn't seem to like her much, however 'normal' she appeared to be.

Nodding at no one in acknowledgment at no one in particular, Emily turned to leave, but was stopped by the nurse.

"Sorry dear, what was your name? I have to keep track of who has left class."

"Emilia Corvine" she replied, and I found myself shocked at her accent; English. With looks such as hers and the excitement that being foreign would potentially cause in the monotonous Forks, I found myself once again stumped at why this girl was not receiving the full attention, welcome or not, of every individual in the town. Even Jessica had ignored the sole table she occupied during lunch.

After overcoming my surprise I realized I had been staring at her for a good ten seconds, and, realizing that she was glaring at me back, I turned shame-faced to the floor. Out of the corner of my eye I could see her frozen in the door frame, and I hoped she hadn't thought my gaze offensive. Then, as she darted through the door, the tension of the room dissipated and I let out a breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding. I saw Edward's wind-swept hair approaching over from the carpark and I stood and put the ice-pack away, thanking the nurse. Edward's hand would be calming enough for my bruised hip and now that only half an hour was left of the school day, we would be able to leave for his house. But, even as I relaxed into the cushy seats of the Volvo, contently holding Edward's hand around my waist as we sped down the road, I couldn't shake Emily from the back of my mind. What had I seen in her eyes?