WELL FAAAAACK ME. Fuck me backwards indeed. It was the FUCKING CULLENS. Well, they weren't fucking right now... I was just very surprised (putting it mildly), despite having been mentally prepared for this occurrence earlier. I fussed with my bracelets and tried to control my breathing. In. Out. In. Out..

Jasper and Alice casually walked in and I glanced at them my eyes wide. Jasper was a blonde god in every right but he looked like he was in perpetual pain. Alice skipped in happy, daintily like a ballerina full of smiles. She reminded me of a pixie. I fussed with my bracelets some more to try an maintain a semblance of control. Jessica caught the movement my hands and grabbed my wrist to her face.

"OH MY GOSH. These are so pretty!" she squealed. Ow. I winced. She was twisting my wrist in an awkward angle. I tried to accommodate her by bending to a better angle so she wouldn't break my bones, I needed those. "Where are these from?" She asked.

I loved jewellery, I was a bit of a bling aficionado. I fingered the two leather bracelets entwined with each other. "These ones are Pandora, and the charms are from my friends." She looked up at me with pound signs in her eyes.

"Pandora! I've wanted one since forever! Aren't they like really expensive?" Not really, the bracelets were leather but the charms themselves were worth a pretty penny. She already moved on to my pink gold screw Cartier love bangle which was definitely REALLY expensive. The girl managed to yank the bangle off. Cheeky bugger. But then I was already distracted by the next couple that made their way in. My eyes felt like they were going to jump out of my head.

The guy was a very very hunky slab of beef. He really reminded me of someone. But he looked like a Grade A bona fide Abercrombie and Fitch model. He literally should be on the cover of Men's Health or something. I swear if he turned just a little then his shirt would rip clean off his muscular body.

Jessica was still talking, apparently she found the inscription inside my bangle "Who's S.L. , Scarlett? Is that your boyfriend?" I stared at the blonde goddess that held Abercrombie guy's hand possessively. There was no mistaking, she was staking her claim. Although I don't know why anyone would dare think he was someone else's than hers since she was the most beautiful girl in the world I have possibly ever seen. Hotter than Rosie Huntington Whitely. Hotter than Megan Fox, and THAT is saying something. They are my ultimate girl crushes. The ones I would turn for.

Jessica nudged me since I wasn't paying attention "Helloooooo Scarlett, is he your boyfriend?"The boys, finished with their rough housing sat down around me. Mike's interest was piqued.

"Who's your boyfriend?" He asked me with a cute pout. Aww. Still not my type though. Jessica decided to butt in. "The bangle says, 'all my love on your 16th birthday, S.L.'. It's clearly a guy, I mean what kinda girl would get you jewellery like this? She'd keep it for herself!"

"No he's not my boyfriend, just a friend." I said, watching Emmett and Rosalie strut away like catwalk models. Dang. To have grace like that.

"Sooooooo, who's your boyfriend then Scarlett?" Mike tried to act nonchalant, but it was painfully obvious he was trying to work out my relationship status. Not on your life boy.

"No one, I don't do the boyfriend thing." I replied absent-mindedly. I shoved some salad in my mouth waiting for the last Cullen to make his GRANDE entrance. I schooled myself. REIN IT IN RED. REIN IT IN.

"Soooooo why don't do the boyfriend thing? What does that even mean?" Eric snorted. Anything but casual. What nosey people. I sighed. Why am I bothering to explain myself to these people. I glanced at the entrance again. Still no Cullen. I tried to think of something clever to say, but just thought that plain honesty was the best policy.

"Um," I stalled for a bit. "I just don't. Relationships just don't appeal to me. I've always been crazy busy and I've never had the time or energy or desire for a commitment." This was true. Being an orchestral player, the days were jam packed with rehearsals and when we weren't practising we were trying to keep up with our studies, so the people you date is the people you play with. I mean, I've seen and dated a few guys with the orch but in the end it was just too difficult. We all saw each other all the time, there was no mystery, but thankfully most break ups are amiable since we have to play together and morale needs to stay high otherwise we sound shit. I turned to the door again, and saw him.

I started hyperventilating. This was nuts. This can't be true. No no no no nooo. Wake up Red. You're having a twisted dream and you're going to laugh at yourself later for being a stupid little baby. Maybe I'm freaking out so much about my first day in school that I'm making an alternative universe where Twilight characters roamed free just to calm my nerves. I practised my breathing, so I wouldn't come out with a deranged laugh. I gripped my little plastic fork so hard it made a SNAP sound which caught Jessica's attention. Jeez. You can get nothing past this girl. She looked to see where my eyes were trained at and I didn't realise she was talking the whole time, with preliminary psuedo introductions to the Cullens but I've only started listening now since I snapped out of my own little bubble in my head. She smirked at my reaction, as if she was above to what I was feeling right now. HA. Whatever honey, as if. I know full well you fancy that pile of sex on legs. "That's Edward Cullen," I wanted to faint. I felt light headed. I wanted to be sick. Shut up Red. Go with the flow.

I blatantly stared at him. Hey, I'm not shy. If something is genuinely beautiful, then I would appreciate it. He looked like an Adonis. His copper hair looked like someone ran their fingers in it a lot, like sexy sex hair. Sexy sex hair. That is what I'm being reduced to.

His body was lean but muscled, and his clothes encased him like a second skin, hanging on to every lush curve of his body, including his very perky derrière. Yum. Love a good bum. He was getting food with his back to me. I sighed.

Jessica was STILL talking. "He's totally gorgeous of course. He's single too, but don't get your hopes up, 'cause apparently no one here is good enough for him. Not like I care right?" She fake laughed. Duh. What a bullshitter. Of course she freaking cares, he's beaut. Who wouldn't want a piece of that man honey? My head was swimming over how surreal this actually was. I was in my favourite book. This was nuts. I am nuts. I looked away from Jess and turned to face Edward and I saw he had a full smirk on his face. Yep. He certainly heard that convo. Vain prick. I smirked at him to indicate I knew he knew. He looked a little taken aback that I would be on the aggressive. Game on Cullen.

Although he knew I was totally checking him out, I tried to do it discretely any ways. I was stunned by how beautiful he was. He looked like his features were sculpted like a Botticelli angel. Full cupid bow lips that looked totally lickable.. Kissable.. I shook my head. His cheekbones sloped perfectly like cliffs, I wanted to run my tongue along them. His nose was perfect, and his eyelashes fanned out against his alabaster skin. GIRL LASHES. I was instantly jealous. His eyes were too far for me to gaze into though. Good thing, I've had enough of being a weird fan girl for one day.

".. so yeah, just don't waste your time okay? I don't want to see you get hurt." Jessica continued. I looked away from Edward to Jessica's face. Hhmmmmn. She would LOVE me to get rejected by him, It would inflate her very bruised ego from her own brand of Cullen rejection. I smiled a sphinx like smile at her which I knew would show off my dimple and my Colgate smile.

"Jess, don't worry about me. I'm a big girl. I wouldn't let your big bad Cullen break my itty bitty heart."

She smiled at me, placated that I will not pursue the hottie. Man, she got issues. Jess decided to get up close and personal again. Urgh. "So I just wanna ask about your 'I don't do the boyfriend thing' earlier, does that mean you've never had a boyfriend?" she asked curiously. ERGH. She wants to get down to the nitty gritty on my first day. I looked up and noticed most of the table paying attention, and even Edward was angled towards me. I was certain he was still listening. I could feel myself turning red. Graah, what was this? The Spanish Inquisition? I tried to word my reply carefully.

"No," I grit my teeth "I've had boyfriends before and seen people before but it's just not my thing."

She cocked an eyebrow at me. "Soooo you just get around?" People were still staring. MY GOD. This is freaking embarrassing. This gal wants a full dossier on my relationship history.

I bit my lip to refrain from yelling at her and willed body to relax, mind over matter. " Jess, as fun as this is and all, I'm not in a habit to disclose the extent of my sexual history to people I've just met." She has the grace to look embarrassed, and the others just laugh. Yeah, yeah, laugh it up losers. I can see Edwards face twitch into a smile in the corner of my eye.

The bell decided to break up this little tete a tete. PHEW. Saved by the bell. I dashed to the girls room to contain what I could feel as a full on panic attack and locked myself in a stall. After I put the toilet seat down and put some toilet roll on top I sat down and practised my breathing exercises. I willed myself to relax. I haven't had an episode in such a long time, and I think my therapist would say it was all the massive changes that were causing me to regress and panic. There was too much going on. It was too much... "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh..." I said to myself. I kept reciting it like a mantra over and over again, rubbing phoenix tattoo under my Rolex. This tattoo was always calmed me when times were hard.

When I felt I was calm enough, I went out of the stall to the sink to splash some water on my face. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. Big grey eyes stared back at me. My eyes looked too large for my face, but I think they were my best asset. They were framed by thick, long lashes. They weren't real, I had extensions put in before I left London. They looked real though, and that's what counts I suppose. My nose was kind of cute, if you like the button type, but my mouth was too full, too pouty. People often joked whether I let a bee sting them because the top lip was bigger than the lower. Over all, it wasn't a terrible package to be dealt with. I exhaled sharply and brushed my hair away from my face.

"You'll be fine." I told myself. "Deal with it Red, that's what you're best at." I am just going to try my best with my situation, and over analyse later. I remembered that the bell rang five minutes ago, so I was most probably late to my last class now. Urgh. I hate tardiness. It gives such an unprofessional vibe. I sighed. Better late than never I suppose. I walked out and saw Mike peering around looking for someone. He turned around and set those baby blues on me with his Banana Republic smile. I wish I was a lesser being, I could really have fallen for him.

"Hey Scarlett! WHAT UP?" er, or maybe not. He seemed kind of like a male version of Jessica, only slightly better good looking. I bit my lip to refrain from making a shitty comment that would probably lower his self esteem.

"Hey, just need to get to my next lesson. AS Biology, by any chance do you know where it is?" I kind of hoped he wouldn't, he was too freaking happy and I needed to be alone with my loco thoughts right now. He grinned again.

"Yep! I have AS Biology too, there's only one class, and it's with Mr Banner. I'll take you!" He reminded me of a helpful little puppy, that was waggling his tail to please it's master. Wow. The book really follows through verbatim huh.. But there was a piece missing. Where was Bella? I haven't seen her at all. My stomach churns but before I can get lost in my thoughts Mike is dragging me away. LITERALLY dragging me. Sheesh, what is wrong with these people?! It's as if they have no concept of personal space! I worried my lip a little. Dang it, I'm going to need more lip balm and my lip is going to be red raw by the end of the day. I pulled away from him a little bit to try and make sure I wouldn't bruise from his grip as we were walking through the corridors.

"So.." I started off nonchalantly, trying not to sound like a psycho. "Mike, has there been another new girl here recently? Someone called Bella maybe?" I sounded hopeful even to my own ears. He looked back to me.

"Nope, not that I know of. You've been the only new girl here since the Cullen's moved, and that was two years ago. Why?" All hope slipped like sand through my fingers. No Bella huh..

I smiled a small smile "Uhh nothing, I must have just been confused that's all, probably another school. Heh." We got to the lab and I made my way towards the teacher.

"Hello, my name's Scarlett. I'm supposed to be starting your lesson today." I introduced myself. He looked at his laptop and typed a few things and nodded.

"Hello Scarlett, I'm Mr Banner," He handed me a few textbooks "We have a seating plan in this lesson, so I'm going to be putting you next to..." He looked at a sheet of paper with rectangles drawn on and names scribbled in the middle of them. I assumed the rectangles represented the desks. I had a sick feeling in the bottom of my stomach and I felt the dread seeping through my veins over the next few words Mr Banner was going to say. He pointed to the only empty seat in the class.

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