DISCLAIMER: Nothing belongs to me. All hale Stephanie Meyer. I am just having some fun with the characters. J

AN: And back to Bella's POV we go! I am suffering from major multiple personality disorder while trying to write this. I hope you appreciate it! Lol

-BPOV-

Lunch was… interesting. I had been nervous about the whole new-kid-in-the-cafeteria-thing. But Alice had introduced me to her friends and they all seemed nice enough, making most of the conversation so I could just relax and listen. I hadn't even had to walk to the cafeteria by myself.

Due to a guy named Eric accidentally catching fire to his first two experiments class was running a little late.

After we were released Edward turned to me and asked if I was hungry. I, of course made a fool of myself by babbling about everything I had eaten that morning before biting my tongue and mumbling a simple, "Yes. I'm hungry." which is all I should have said in the first place. Thankfully the Greek God sitting beside me just grinned and said, "I'll show you where the cafeteria is."

I almost told him he didn't have to. I'm sure he's only being nice because Alice left him with some "strict instructions" as well. But I kept my mouth shut and just nodded because truth be told I was afraid he would let the matter drop and walk away without me and I really, really didn't want that to happen. Besides he had to go to the cafeteria anyway right?

Standing in line turned out to be a disaster. I kept looking over at Edward even though I told myself not to. I just. Couldn't. stop. But every time I'd sneak a peek he'd catch me and I'd jerk my head back to the front. This process repeated so many times that the rest of the lunch room probably thought I was having a seizure. Especially when I walked into the girl ahead of me. "Wonderful Bella!" I chided myself, feeling the blood rush to my cheeks.

Alice hadn't lost any of her enthusiasm sense the last time I'd seen her. If anything it had intensified. She jumped up to hug me and told me to sit with them. I almost did a happy dance right there when I saw the only empty seat was by Edward. I was also quite relieved for the invite because I saw mike sitting across the lunch room with a very disappointed expression. I hoped he wasn't saving that seat for me.

The only poor part was when Emmett called me Bells. The only person who had ever called me that other then Renee was Zach. I tried to fight back my emotions and the memories and just shrugged.

"Sure Emmett."

My locket felt like a weight around my neck. I had finally decided to wear it this morning after debating with myself for half an hour. It still didn't hold a picture but it was something familiar and I figured I'd need that today more then ever.

As I sat at my desk now doing homework I reached up and traced my fingers over the heart shape.

"Knock knock."

I jumped and turned in my seat to see Charlie standing in the doorway.

"Sorry." he mumbled.

"It's ok. I didn't know you were home." I said, letting my hand fall from where my locket lay just below my collar bone.

"just got home." he leaned against the doorframe crossing his arms over his chest while surveying my bedroom.

I nodded.

"How was your first day?"

"Good." I was going to tell him about meeting Alice and the Cullen's but I figured topics for discussion are limited. I'd save it for dinner. Last nights dinner had been very quite. The only discussion was me telling Charlie I could cook for us. Honestly, he can't expect me to live off of 'hungry man' frozen dinners.

"Good." he said. "good."

I thought he was going to go back downstairs again but instead he made another survey of my room. "nothing's really changed." he noted.

I was about to get very upset until I realized he was talking about my bedroom.

"There's no crib." I mentioned. As far as I could tell that was the only difference from when it had been the nursery from when I was a baby. The bed and the desk the only new additions.

"You probably want to update it huh? Something more age appropriate?"

"It's okay Char- Dad." I told him. "It's kind of familiar." this wasn't a complete lie. I vaguely remembered yellow curtains and the wooden rocking chair in the corner from a visit when I was younger. But I really didn't mind and Charlie was trying.

Charlie's face lit up and he knocked his knuckles against the doorframe. "Good." he said again.

"See you at dinner Bella." he said before turning and walking back down the stairs.

I smiled and shook my head. "Alright Dad."

It wasn't long before I heard the TV come on downstairs where some type of ball game was on.

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Looking threw the refrigerator later it was obvious that Charlie really did live off of frozen dinners. After savaging through the cupboards for a bit I decided to make spaghetti. Granted it was nothing special but it wasn't cooked in the microwave either. A vast improvement.

"Smells good." said Charlie as he sat down at the table.

I laughed as I served him some spaghetti and sat down. "it's just spaghetti Dad. It doesn't even have meatballs." I took a sip of my water and said. "No hamburger."

He got a guilty expression and muttered, "Sorry."

I shrugged. "It's ok. I'll go grocery shopping tomorrow after school."

He smiled and continued to shovel the pasta into his mouth.

"So I met Alice Brandon today." I said after an immeasurable amount of silence, thankful that I'd saved the topic.

"Really." Charlie swallowed his mouthful. "She's a nice girl."

"Yeah." I agreed. "She showed me around campus and I also met Edward and Emmett."

"The Cullen boys?"

I nodded and picked up my glass.

"Their father works at the hospital. Good doctor. The Cullen's are good people."

I readily agreed, happy to be learning something new about Edward.

"Did you meet anyone else today?" he asked.

I was slightly shocked the conversation had lasted this long. "Uhm… Rosalie and Jasper. And I sat by Mike Newton in English Lit."

Charlie frowned. "Sounds like you met an awful lot of boys today."

I could feel my dang blush creeping across my cheeks as I stared at my plate and shrugged.

"Let's hold off on the boy front, shall we?"

Charlie looked like he was in pain. "No need to like the first boy you meet in Forks."

I suppressed a grin. "I won't Dad." … seeing as how that was Mike…

Charlie let out a deep breath that he probably wasn't even a wear he was holding. "Good." he said. "I mean you've only been here a day."

I nodded and brushed my fingers over the locket. It seemed like so much longer already!

(AN: There you have it. It's kind of a filler chapter but I felt bad about the lapse in time between the other chapters so… 2for 1. Aren't you happy? Lol. I need you guys to leave comments about whether you think Alice should throw a masquerade or a Las Vegas theme party for Bella. Please? *Alice Pout* Thanks guys!)