Alright so here's your second chapter to this story. Now, a beating story isn't my favourite but it's a try. Hope you guys like it. So please, READ AND REVIEW!!!

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Chapter 2

Another town

Edward's Point of View

"Mom, do we really have to move? I mean, we were just fine in San Francisco," I whined as we drove towards our new home in Forks. Alice was excited, Rosalie could care less where we moved to but for me, this was the worst idea we had. My family and I had moved from place to place every four years since I was eight and this time was no different. My dad had gotten a better job at the hospital in Forks and told us we had to move. Although most of us agreed, I was against it.

I actually liked San Francisco. It was large, a lot of attraction but Forks, that was a horrible city. Always raining, hardly any population and the only attraction was Port Angeles about an hour away. Great…

"Edward, maybe this will be a good thing. Forks is a small town, it'll be better for everyone. And this is a great opportunity for your father. The town needs a new doctor," My mother replied as we drove into the city. The Welcome to Forks sign greeted us as we entered the small town of three thousand, one hundred and twenty people. Great… another change of city, another new school. What could be greater than that?

As we swerved into our driveway, I got a glimpse at our new house. It was fairly large. There was a large pool in the backyard; giant windows covering every inch of possible wall; three stories. I'd say it was pretty good. "I get to pick my room first!" My sister Alice boomed as she raced past me and into our new house.

Alice was the younger sister in all of this. She was sixteen, I was a junior and Rosalie was the senior. But unfortunately, since my little sister's a brainiac, she skipped a grade so now; she's considered a junior, like me. So she would be stuck in most of my classes. Great…

We all went into our new house with at least one box each and saw the interior. The living room was huge and there was even a television. I guess the other people living here before us didn't want it, surprising. The kitchen, where my mother would mostly spend her time, was just a little bit smaller than the living room but was still fairly large. A large island stood in the middle of the kitchen, opening up to many cabinets and shelves that my mother would love.

"Esme, why don't you bring that box into the kitchen while I start unpacking the living room?" Dad offered and Mom just nodded happily. My mother was a great cook. She spent most of her time in the kitchen making great meals for us. Her dream was to become a chef someday but she never got the chance because she had us.

"Edward, you can go pick your room. There's plenty to choose from," Dad answered with his smile and I just nodded. Maybe Mom was right. This was for Dad, not for any of us. We'd just have to accept it.

Going upstairs, I saw that Alice had already picked her room. She had chosen one with a large walk-in closet—no surprise for her since she's the one who spends all of her allowance on shoes and clothes—and the walls were replaced by floor to ceiling windows. It was a large bedroom fit for her. "Edward, what do you think?" Alice asked me as she twirled around and showed me her room.

"I think you won't want to leave the house," I mocked and she punched my arm playfully. With my sister, you could easily tease her and she would fall for anything.

"Seriously, what do you think?" She asked again.

"It's fit for you Ali."

"Thanks. Now, go pick out your room. Rose already picked out hers opposite me. It's slightly smaller than mine but it's just perfect for her," Alice answered happily as she pushed me out of her room and out the door.

The room at the end of the hall intrigued me. Maybe it would be perfect for me. Walking towards it, I saw Rosalie's room. Alice was right, it was perfect for her. A large room and just enough room for her large mirror and desk. My older sister loved herself. There was no other way of describing her. Rosalie was already deciding on where to put the bed and how to decorate her room. A small chuckle escaped my lips. She was exactly like her mother.

"What's so funny, Eddie? Jealous of my room?" Rosalie mocked as she approached me.

"Not in the least. It suits you well," I answered back.

She started glaring at me and walked up to me, only to stand a few inches from my face. "Don't blow this. Dad needs this job. And frankly, everyone is happy that we're here, except you. So don't go and screw this up," She threatened, her voice growing an octave. Once she finished her tirade, she turned around, walked into her room and slammed the door behind her.

Alright, so my sister was pissed at me because I didn't like the new town.

"Hurry up kids and get to bed! Tomorrow's your first day of school!" Mom screamed from downstairs. Looking at my watch, I saw that it was almost ten o'clock. Great, I'd have to get up pretty early tomorrow. Why did we have to get home so late? Walking over to the end of the hallway, my entire room came into view. There were a lot of shelves and drawers, perfect for my music collection. And trust me, no one touched those!

Again, there were floor-to-ceiling windows along two out of four of my walls, which showed the forest behind and to the side of the house. Frankly, the room was extremely nice. It had enough space for me to have a bed, my stack of music CDs and records, and much more.

"Mom, what do we do about the beds?" I asked as I looked at the empty room. No furniture was placed in this house and we needed to get to sleep.

"We've got a few mattresses that we can use and some blankets for warmth," Mom answered as she entered my new room. Placing my box of belongings on the floor, she came to my right and placed an arm on my shoulders like any mother would. "Sorry honey but everything will be settled by tomorrow when you get home from school. And your cars will be here by tomorrow as well. Your father called the airport and they told us they're being brought in from San Francisco as we speak. Everything will be finished by tomorrow, I promise," She assured me with a kiss on my forehead before Dad brought in a large mattress and some blankets.

In a matter of minutes, we had everything set up and I was in my 'bed' by ten thirty, trying to fall asleep. Frankly, a lot would change at this point in time. Tomorrow, we would go to school and try to fit in. But I wasn't too happy about being in this small town. It just wouldn't be the same.

* * *

Getting up, everyone got prepared, ate breakfast and got in our cars—Mom was right, they had brought in our cars from San Francisco—and drove off to school. Alice hopped in her Yellow Porsche, Rose in her BMW and I was in my beautiful silver Volvo—yes we had a lot of money but it's only because of Dad's job and we also had part-time jobs, which we had to give up as well. Sure, Alice liked to buy clothes and shoes every week but she had goals. She always wanted a Porsche and, what do you know, she got one.

When we arrived, it was cloudy. No surprise there. The forecast said that it was supposed to be cloudy and raining constantly this week. "Ok, so you and I have English first. Let's get going or we're going to be late," My little sister chimed in as we went to our lockers and prepared our books.

"You know, you're too excited. Tone it down a bit, why don't you?" I asked while walking beside her. We got a few looks as we crossed the hall but Alice just ignored them. She was way too excited to start her first day. Some boys looked at her with lust in their eyes; some girls looked at my baby sister with complete jealously. Trust me; Alice could turn anyone on simply by her looks. "Everyone's staring at us," I whispered and Alice just shrugged.

"So? Why should we care? We have to get used to this new school. Mom told us to," She chimed as we reached our first class. We entered and saw that the class had already started. Were we already late? Great...

"Yes?" The teacher asked. I remembered his name from my schedule; I think it was Mr. Berty. "Oh, you must be the new students," He turned to the rest of the class and started to speak once again. "Class, we have two new students arriving today, Alice and Edward Cullen. They moved here from San Francisco so please, welcome them with Spartan pride." I looked at the class and saw that a lot of girls were looking at me with lust—typical first day thing. But there was one girl who didn't seem to be paying attention until Mr. Berty started speaking again. She looked up and saw us.

This woman was absolutely stunning. Her mahogany coloured hair fell in front of her face, hiding some of her beautiful face but nevertheless, I could see it. Although it was rather pale and bones showed through, she had the most beautiful visage I had ever seen. Her beautiful chocolate brown eyes stared at the front of the class but suddenly, they fell upon me. I smiled at her but she shocked me by lowering her head and looking away from me. What had I done?

"Well, Mr. and Miss Cullen, you can sit right next to… Ah! Right next to Mrs. Swan," Mr. Berty replied and we followed his orders. Sitting beside Mrs. Swan—well, her last name sure did give her credit. She looked exactly like a beautiful swan—we contemplated a chance to talk to her. Alice looked at me and made a heart sign with her hands. Man that pixie was annoying!

Shut it pixie! I mouthed to her as she giggled softly and looked back to the rest of the class. "Now, can anyone recite Juliet's speech when she finds Romeo dead? Miss Swan?" Mr. Berty asked and Miss Swan immediately looked up shyly, still looking away from us.

But she cleared her throat and started reciting by heart.

Go, get thee hence, for I will not away.

What's here? a cup, clos'd in my true love's hand?

Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end.

O churl! drunk all, and left no friendly drop

To help me after! I will kiss thy lips;

Haply, some poison yet doth hang on them,

To make me die with restorative.

Thy lips are warm!

My sister's fell open immediately when this woman finished speaking. And frankly, so did mine. We started clapping at her speech but we got a few unwanted glances. Most of the kids were looking at us disgustingly and some even looked at us like we had just yelled out 'Hi everyone, I'm wearing no pants'. What had we done that was so wrong? Miss Swan—it's surprising that I haven't heard her name yet—looked at us confusingly. What had we done?

"Very good Miss Swan," Mr. Berty said before he started a lecture. My eyes darted to Alice and she just looked at me dumbfounded. She shrugged her shoulders before returning her gaze to the front of the class.

I looked towards the girl and saw that she was looking at the front of the class. She turned around and saw me looking at her. When she noticed me staring at her, I turned right back to the front of the class, hoping she didn't think too much of me. At the sound of the bell, I quickly rushed out of my class and went to my locker as fast as possible.

"What's got you all tied up in a bunch?" Rosalie asked from beside me. Man, that girl could scare me sometimes. She leaned against the locker next to me and tried to get me to spill. But something caught my eye. A boy was right beside her, he looked about her age. Curly black hair, large muscles and just a few inches taller than her.

"And I see you brought someone with you," I answered, looking at the guy next to her.

She turned her head towards his face and batted those long eyelids of hers. "Emmett, this is my dork of a brother Edward. Edward, this is Emmett. He's in my grade," She introduced. Well, she didn't seem to be leading the guy on so, something must have changed with her since we moved here.

"Nice to meet you."

"Same here, bro!" He exclaimed excitedly. Emmett seemed to be one of those kind of guys who liked to party constantly. Or maybe he was just a big kid at heart. Well, then why would Rosalie be interested in him?

"Emmett, why don't I meet you next period?" She asked politely and he nodded before fist punching me goodbye and walking away.

"What's the matter with you? It's our first day and you've already got yourself a guy hanging on your every word?" I asked shocked and my sister just shrugged.

"He was in my class and he offered me to show me around the school. He's actually a very sweet guy, not like the other jerks in San Francisco. Anyways, what's got you bugging?" She asked with a slight smile. Rosalie loved to see me like this, all scared and freaked out.

But just as I was about to speak, Alice joined us but she looked incredibly sad. "What's the matter Ali?" I asked. Only one person could call her Ali and that was her big brother. Not even Rosalie could call her that.

"Well, I was just talking to the girl from English class. You know, Miss Swan?"

"Yeah, the girl we don't know her first name. So, what about her?"

"Well, we were talking and then a group of girls came towards us and asked me to join their little… pack," Alice explained sadly. Rosalie and I exchanged looks and returned our stares towards Alice.

"And?" Rosalie insisted.

"What did you do?" I asked, interested in her little story, even though this was obviously a girl moment. Man, had I really stooped as low as to liking girl conversations? Man, Forks is changing me. Maybe Alice should talk to Rosalie about this whole thing.

"Well, I was about to refuse it when the girl from English class told me it was alright and just walked away. Tanya and her gang just—" But Alice was interrupted when a tall man with curly blond hair came over to us.

"Are you talking about Tanya Denali?" He asked curiously. Why was he snooping into other people's business when he didn't need to get involved?

"Um… yes," Alice said awkwardly.

"Don't get involved with that girl. She's nothing but bad news. I'm Jasper Hale, just moved here a few weeks ago," Jasper introduced himself as he extended his hand towards Alice. His brown eyes were staring straight into my sister's green orbs. Was he trying to flirt with her?

Alice took his hand and answered: "I'm Alice Cullen, just moved here from San Francisco yesterday. How do you know so much about Tanya? She was so cruel to that girl… her last name is Swan…"

"You mean Bella? She's a loner. Never wants to get along with anyone because of the other kids. Well, that's what I heard anyways," Jasper replied with a little smile that made Alice bash her eyelids flirtingly. Somehow, anger boiled in me. Did this guy deserve to have my sister as a girlfriend?!

Even though Alice batted her eyelids, she held the largest frown I had ever seen on her pretty little face. So Bella had quite the influence on my sister. "But… Why would Bella get bullied? What has she done to everyone else?" I asked questioningly. Bella seemed like the sweetest and kindest person ever. And it sounded like she never hurt anyone.

"I'm too new to know that. Sorry I can't be of anymore help," Jasper apologized with that mature face of his. Well, he did seem like a mature guy.

"What grade are you in?" I asked questioningly like a good brother.

"I'm a junior." Well, at least he was in the same grade as us. I would be able to check on my little sis constantly. Alice needed a good guy in her life. She tried dating once and came home in tears two weeks after dating the guy because he cheated on her with another girl.

"Same here!" Alice beamed happily.

"What's your next class?"

"History. Yours?"

"Same! I guess I'll see you in class?" Jasper asked before he left us alone to the 'girl talk' that I hated so much. But it would help us understand Bella a little more. What did this girl do to me?! She made such an impact on us today that I couldn't help but feel… protective of this girl.

But just as we were about to speak once again, the bell rang, interrupting our little talk. "Well, as fun as this was, I better get going. I've got Calculus and it's not pretty," Rosalie answered before leaving us standing there.

Ali and I looked at each other sceptically. "So, what are we going to do about Bella?" Alice asked.

"Don't know. We'll talk at lunch." And with that, we both left for our next class. Unfortunately, Alice and Jasper weren't in it and neither was Bella. Her beautiful mahogany brown hair and chocolate brown eyes were all I could think of…

Come on Edward; get her out of your head! She's not that important. You need to focus on getting your own reputation and liking it here in this small town. You can't think of girls, I thought as the bell rang and I went to the lunch table. Apparently, Alice and Jasper were already seated and waiting for me and Rose. When I sat down, it didn't take long for Rosalie to come in with Emmett beside her. They both seemed extremely happy. It had been quite a long time since I'd seen both of them this happy. Maybe Emmet and Jasper were the right guys for them.

Well, they better be.

"Bella!" Alice screamed at the top of her lungs and waved her hand towards the entrance of the cafeteria. Turning my head, I saw someone leave the cafeteria—ok, more like limping out of the room. Was that Bella? "Bella!" Alice asked again but the girl was nowhere in sight.

"She doesn't seem to want to be friends with a pixie," Rosalie mocked but got an extremely angry glare—as if looks could kill, Rose would be on the floor in pieces. Rosalie brought her hands up defensively and her eyes opened wide in shock. "It was just a joke Alice! If that girl can't find the decency to be friends with you, then she doesn't need any friends at all," Rosalie tried to comfort her sister but it didn't seem to work.

"Rosalie, that doesn't help."

"Well, at least I tried."

"She needs a friend. I doubt she has one."

"Look, I doubt you'll be able to see her anytime today so why don't you try fresh tomorrow?"

Alice crossed her arms, leaned into the cafeteria chair and pouted. "Fine," She replied sadly and we ate our meals without another word about Bella Swan.

Apparently, Alice had her psychology class with Bella but didn't get a chance to talk to her and I had my biology with her but, then again, same results. I kept looking at her from time to time, trying to get her to open up a little bit and talk to either me or my sister—again, why is it that I care so much?! She probably doesn't even want anyone around her—and yet, she decides to ignore us. I find that a little rude, if you ask me. Besides, Bella Swan was out of my mind by the time I got in my car and drove home for the day.

* * *

"Hey guys! How was your first day?" Mom asked happily.

"Fine Mom," I answered lifelessly while entering the newly renovated house. Mom had done a lot of moving and placing when we entered the house. The living room looked like it had in our old house, only better. My piano was against the main wall and the television was close to the kitchen, which had all the knifes, cutlery and whatnot. The white couches and seats were all placed in the living room nicely along with the masks Dad had gotten over the years of traveling. "It seems you did a lot of redecorating today."

"The only thing missing is the paint. I plan on starting tomorrow. So, Alice, how was your first day?" Mom asked pleasantly as she kissed my sister's forehead and then Rosalie's in happiness. This was Esme Cullen for you, everyone's mother. That's why we all loved her with all of our hearts.

"Great! This guy came up to me and I think he's actually pretty nice," Alice explained but then her expression changed as she remembered Bella Swan. "And then this girl… She seems a little distant."

"What do you think you should do Alice?" Mom asked honestly.

"Talk to her?" Alice asked, not knowing what to do. It's in these times that my little sister shined. During school, she tried to look and sound older but that attitude didn't seem to stick at home. Mom nodded her head and Alice's face beamed with happiness. "Thanks Mom!" And then, Alice just ran upstairs to her room.

"It seems Alice is about to make herself a good friend," Mom said as Rosalie went into the dining room to do homework.

"It sounds like it," I answered before joining Rosalie to do homework. Esme went to work in the kitchen, making us dinner but one thing kept going through my mind and that made it really hard to do my homework. I mean, why was she in my mind all the time? She did nothing but recite a few Shakespeare lines. It's nothing special. But… what if it is? Bella did that so professionally that it impressed me incredibly.

Maybe I should get to know this girl.

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