Hey Everyone!!! I'm so sorry it took me this long to update, but our internet was down for a couple of days, and I couldn't get any chapters up…. I'd like to thank everyone who read the story so far, and anyone who reviewed. I had a couple of questions that I'd like to clear up real quick: Yes, so far this story will be all human; the other Twilight characters will be coming into play very soon; and I will be switching points of view occasionally but I'll mostly be writing from Bella's POV. You guys have been great so far, and here is chapter 2!!

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I was beyond furious as I tugged the egotistical god behind me, ignoring his protests. I couldn't stand people who thought they were better than everyone else to begin with, and then he just had to go and ruin my English paper. Mrs. Campbell was one of the toughest graders in the entire school. She has been known to deduct ten points off of a perfectly written essay because it was slightly wrinkled. Who knows what she would do to my grade?!?

As we reached the classroom the bell rang, which meant the stranger would have no time to get to his own class on time….good. I towed him to Mrs. Campbell.

Mrs. Campbell was known to be the toughest teacher in school, and boy did she look the part. She had her hair in a tight bun on the back of her head; she never wore any colors other than black and gray; and she had tiny, beady, gray eyes that she now glared at us with through her thin glasses perched on the edge of her long nose.

"Yes Isabella?" she asked coldly. My anger was momentarily cooled under her frosty stare.

"Ummm, yes well Mrs. Campbell about my paper," I began.

"Yes, yes, hand it over. You know I expect nothing short of excellent from you," she said, briskly, holding out her hand for my paper.

"Well, that's the problem you see, I have done, it's just, well, see for yourself…" I held out my paper for her to examine. She looked down at my paper, and looked back up at me with a shocked expression. I took it that she was disgusted with it.

"It was an accident, he just signed it, I didn't ask for it or anything…" I stuttered, gesturing to the source of my woes behind me. Mrs. Campbell took a look at him and her eyes widened. The boy threw her a heartbreaking, crooked grin, and began to explain himself. This should be good.

"Yes Mrs. Campbell, this was indeed my fault. Isabella was extremely upset over the mishap, and I do hope that you will let her submit the paper again tomorrow," he drawled in a velvety voice that was just to die for.

And then, the unthinkable occurred. Something I never expected to see in my lifetime happened.

Mrs. Campbell smiled.

I know right!?!?! I didn't even know this lady had teeth, let alone could smile!!

"Of course you may Isabella, these things happen. Just resubmit your paper tomorrow morning, and I'll have it graded by Friday. On one condition…" I was in a stupor, what was wrong with her?? I nodded, for her to continue, "May I keep the autograph?" I just stared. She cleared her throat, expecting an answer.

"Oh yeah, of course, it's all yours," I replied, still in shock.

"Now, Mr. Cullen, will you need a pass back to your first class?" This day was getting stranger and stranger.

"No," the boy smiled, "By a happy coincidence, this is my first class as well!" Great, just great.

Mrs. Campbell graced the world with another smile, and then shooed us to our seats. I escaped to my corner desk in the back and spread out my things. I had the table all to myself. When I had been accepted into Rose and Jazz's group, I was ridden off as a snob, and avoided by almost everyone. A few friends remained loyal, such as Angela Weber and Ben Cheney. They were both wonderful people and some of my closest friends aside from Rose and Jasper.

I was just getting out my writing notebook, when I heard someone clear his throat. I looked up confused, and saw that the boy that had just ruined my morning was standing in front of me.

"Yes, can I help you?" I was still upset with his "holier than thou" attitude. He grinned that stupid, perfect grin of his.

"Well it seems that yours is the only empty desk left, so…" I looked around in panic, there had to be another empty desk. Dang, he was right. Scowling, I moved my things to accommodate his.

By this time, Mrs. Campbell had begun class, and I took careful notes on the subject I already knew by heart in order to distract myself from the beautiful, yet irritating boy beside me. I could have sworn I felt his eyes on me the entire time, but I scolded myself for being silly. Why would he stare at plain Jane? I peeked up once to confirm this, but was met by two emerald pools, burning with curiosity. I immediately looked away from the intense stare, and tried to ignore him for the rest of class. Unfortunately for me, Mrs. Campbell was still in her freakishly good mood; and she let us have the last few moments of class to ourselves. Wanting to avoid any conversation with this dude, I took out my writing notebook, and doodled on the edges. I keep all the stories I've been working on in this notebook, and normally I'd use this time to write, but I was too distracted. I could still feel the boy's gaze burning into my skull. When I finally couldn't take it anymore, I whipped my head around to meet his intense stare.

"What?" I hissed. He flinched back in surprise, but soon regained his composure.

"Oh nothing, I was just waiting for a 'thank you'," he said casually. I gaped at him.

"You think I'm going to thank you?!" I spluttered furiously. He nodded, innocently, as if he had done nothing wrong.

"And just why would you think I'd do that?" I challenged, my eyebrow rising dangerously. Anyone who knew me would know that I was getting more than a little angry at this point, and that it would be much wiser to just back off now. But of course, he didn't know me.

"Well, I pretty much just saved your butt back there," he said, nodding his head towards Mrs. Campbell's desk. "I mean do you really think she would have been so generous if I wasn't there?"

I took deep breaths. I was a generally a patient person, and it took a lot to get me upset, but once I was angry…watch out.

"It was your fault I was in that mess in the first place!! You just think so much of yourself that you automatically assume that everyone just has to have your autograph! You decide to go defacing other people's property, when all they wanted was to get to English class!! It's like you think you're a celebrity!!" When I had finished my rant, I glanced up at my victim. I found him to be confounded. He stared at me as if I had three heads and was sneezing out my bellybutton. I waited for a reply, but all I received was the same curious stare.

"What?!?" I insisted. He looked at me, as if questioning my sanity.

"You honestly don't know who I am," I shook my head, "Well I thought you were just joking before. Well allow me to introduce myself, I am Edward Cullen." He stuck out his hand, which I ignored seeing as I was completely disgusted with his ego.

"Nice to meet you." Not.

"And you are Isabella?" I grinded my teeth at my full name, it drove me nuts.

"It's Bella, Bella Swan," I corrected. It was just like the first day of school.

"But Mrs. Campbell…"

"Yes, I can't get her to call me Bella…can we move on?" I was getting annoyed now. The boy….Edward, I suppose, just sat back looking amused.

"I irritate you, don't I?" I internally scolded myself for being such an open book. I glared at him.

"What do you think?"

"I'm sorry," he drawled, not sounding sorry at all, "It's just such a new experience for me."

"Oh so I suppose that you're the type that's used to having everyone falling over you, obeying your every command, etcetera?" I asked sarcastically. He pretended to think about it for a moment.

"Well yes, that's pretty much right on." I sighed, exasperated with him. I was relieved when the bell rang, and I all but sprinted out the door.

Throughout the day, nothing quite topped that first class with Edward excitement wise. However, I did meet two people who I assumed to be Edward's siblings, Alice and Emmett Cullen. Both were in my French class, and unlike their brother, they were completely charming. I was sure we were going to become fast friends. When we had first met, they seemed a little distant. I decided to introduce myself. They seemed just as shocked as Edward that I didn't know who their brother was. I told them what had occurred first period, and they laughed it off, seeming more concerned for me than their brother. Once I had assured them I had no idea who their brother was, they warmed up to me immediately. We made plans for them to sit with me at lunch, and I was sure Rose and Jazz were going to love them.

One thing was bothering me, however, as we made our way to lunch. Edward Cullen. Where had I heard that name before?

There's chapter 2!! Any reviewers will get a SNEAK PEEK at chapter three!!! I will appreciate any reviews, good or bad. Ok well it's really late, and I hope you enjoyed!! And don't worry; the next chapter will defiantly be longer!