A.N. hay, I'm back again. This is just a little note to tell you all that this story is going to be all human, I forgot to tell you all earlier… sorry. Proper A.N. at the end of the chapter. (This chapter has been re written but both A.N.'s are the ones I posted with the original chapter)

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Chapter 2

Bella's POV

Bella officially hated Forks High School. She had only been here for half a day and already hated it more than… well; she couldn't think of something that she hated that much in comparison. That was how much she hated Forks High. She had arrived early that morning, needing to sign in at the office before class and get her schedule for the day. She had signed all the forms with her 'new' name, Jason Swan. She'd toyed with the idea of using Isaac for a while, it being similar to her real name, Isabella. However, she'd liked Jason better and besides, she thought it suited her.

Checking her watch she cursed.

"Crap, I'm late for history!"

"Jay, hey Jay! Wait up!"

Groaning, Bella turned and looked at the person that had called out to her, Mike… something. This guy hadn't left her alone since second period. She thought dressing like a guy would get the guys off her back… She guessed she was wrong.

"Hey Mike"

Trotting up next to her, Mike slung his arm over her shoulders.

"What class you got now?"

'Why do people in this town have no concept of personal space?'

Ducking out from under his arm and picking up the pace, she called over her shoulder.

"History, I'll catch up with you later."

Looking back over her shoulder, she saw Mike shrug and start walking back in the other direction with slumped shoulders and looking slightly disappointed. Bella just didn't get guys, they go out of their way to see their friends, and potential friends, in between classes and yet when they are into a girl most of them pretend that she doesn't exist.

Turning back in the direction she was headed, Bella felt herself slam into something solid and suddenly found herself flat on the floor. Looking up, expecting to find a wall or some other part of the building blocking her way, Bella was surprised to instead find a boy. Tall, lean, pale, and HOT. A bronzed haired Adonis, with green eyes… and a scowl. Why was he scowling? Oh crap… she just ran into him, didn't she?

"S-sorry, I didn't see you there."

'Oh god, why did I have to stutter over my words?'

"Mmm…" the 'god' hummed under his breath as he continued on his way, not even offering her a 'No problem' or 'It's fine'. Not that she really expected him to, guys didn't really say that sort of stuff to other guys… unless they are good friends, or extra nice. And judging by the scowl of his face, Mr. 'god' and her were not going to be friends any time soon.

Picking herself up of the floor, she snuck a glance around herself to see if anyone else happened to see her rather… embarrassing collision. No one was paying any attention to her – a special thanks to whatever mystical higher power is out there for that. She really didn't think she could handle any more attention at the moment. She glanced at her watch again.

'Damn it… now I am REALLY late for class.'

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Edward's POV

'Why does the day have to so monotonous?'

All the classes were with the same people, who have the same mind numbing conversations day in and day out. At least today there was something new on the menu of conversation. The new kid. Chief swans' son, Jason. At least, that's what Edward thought his name was. The entire female populate of Forks high seemed to be gushing about how 'hot' and 'delicate' he was. At least they weren't talking, or thinking, about Edward at the moment; that was defiantly a plus in his book.

Half the day was already gone and he had yet to have one girl fling themselves at him; although there was still time in-between class… and lunch. Pulling himself up and out of his assigned seat in Music: Edward started to move to his next class – advanced math. Advanced math would, without a doubt, have to be his least favorite subject. Not because he hated math, but because he had to walk to the opposite end of the school to get to the classroom and his teacher was a complete idiot.

'Crap, I'm going to be late again. I'm going to have to talk to Mrs. Petrovski about the possibility of leaving music early so that I might be able to get to math on time at some point this year.' He thought, half amused at the prospect of that conversation.

Picking up his pace, he made his way through the history department when all of a sudden something soft and warm collided with his side.

'And here I thought I was going so well today.' He thought sarcastically.

Turning around to glare at the desperate girl that had decided to, literally, throw herself at him in between classes; Edward was surprised to find that it was a guy laying on the floor and looking back up at him.

'Well, I've never had a guy try something like this on me before.'

"S-sorry" the guy on the floor stuttered up at him.

'He stuttered? Is he afraid of me?'

He pushed the thoughts away, realizing that the kid was probably just embarrassed. Edward knew he would be too if he were him, especially with the glare he knew was on his face at the moment. Looking up, he realized that most of the hallway was now empty. Groaning silently, he figured he would be even later to Math now. Humming in acknowledgement of his apology, Edward started moving towards his class again.

Arriving five minutes late to the lesson, he gave an apologetic smile to Miss Cole, his airhead of a math teacher who let the class run wild. Taking his seat at the back of the class he took out my math book as Miss Cole stood and tried to start the lesson.

'Great… we're doing Trig again.'

Tuning out what little information Miss Cole was giving the class, he thought back to the run in he'd just had with the guy in the hall.

He was short and thin, that much was obvious from when he ran in to Edward. Short brown hair, brown eyes, pale. Nothing that out of the ordinary for any guy from Washington. Edward had never seen him before though; he was probably the new guy. Chief Swan's only son, Jason Swan. He was completely average in appearance, but there was just something about him.

Edward shook his head, he was probably thinking too much as it was. Only, there was just something about his face, it was so… feminine.

Jotting down some math exercises in his book, he shook his head to clear his thoughts. He hated advanced math, there was absolutely no challenge for him in this class.

'At least I have lunch, Biology and gym to look forward too after this.'

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Bella's POV

Bella usually loved lunch. She loved food; it was as simple as that. But she had always found the first lunchtime at a new school the worst. All these new people, and she no idea where to sit. It's enough to turn even the most hard-core eat-a-holic off food. Slumping her way in the cafeteria, she headed straight for the food line. At least the food here seemed to be of a slightly better quality than the 'food' they force fed the kids back in Phoenix. As far as she could see there was no MRM that they were trying to pass off as food.

Grabbing a salad, knowing from experience that salads are always the safest option, she paid for it and made her way over to Mike and a group of people that had introduced themselves to her throughout this morning's lessons. Gathering up as much courage as she could, there wasn't that much left considering the amount she had already used up today; she spoke.

"You guys mind if I sit here?"

The whole table seemed to turn and stare at her in unison. Instead of looking at all five people, all of which looked like goldfish with their mouths hanging open in a perfect circle, she turned and focused on Mike. He looked the most shocked out of all of them, it probably had something to do with the brush off she'd given him before in the hall, oh well. She needed somewhere to sit, and he was the only one in this entire school that has really even tried to get to know her, well, other than a handful of overly friendly girls.

"Um… yeah, go ahead man," said Mike dumbly, as he lazily waved his hand in the direction of the only free seat at the table.

Nodding in thanks, she moved around the table, sat and started listening to the conversation that resumed at the table.

"So anyway," said the boy opposite Bella, who had medium length blond hair and had forgotten to brush it this morning. "My dad is taking me and anyone that wants to go on a survival trip this weekend."

"But isn't it going to be snowing this weekend?" questioned Mike, shoveling his hamburger and a fist full of fries into him open mouth

Laughing, blondie shrugged it off.

"So? That is all part of the fun of it! Any of you in?"

Sometimes Bella just don't understand guys. Looking 'round the table she could see that most of them were nodding, their mouths too full of food to form a coherent sentence. Obviously Mike and her were the only ones not willing to join in the pleasurable experience of letting their toes turn green and having them fall off from frost bite.

"I think I am going to have to pass on this one, I have to work" said Mike, almost disappointedly while smearing more mustard onto his 'food'.

Bobbing her head in agreement, Bella started to scan the room. If she hadn't known Forks was a small town before, she only had to look around the cafeteria to get a real sense of how small it really was. Most of the people there that looked to be around her own age had all been in at least two of her classes already today; and in the case of Jessica Stanley, who was fluttering her eyelashes at Bella this very moment, was WAY too happy that some new 'meat' had come to town. There was only one lot of people that she could see, from her own age bracket that she had not met yet.

There were five of them, two girls and three boys, all sitting around the same table at the back of the room, just picking at their food. The girls, what more could she say about them other then they are perfect in every way. One was tall, blond and had a body and (what looked like) a boyfriend Bella would kill for. The other girl was petite, with dark hair that made her skin look even paler than it already was. The guys that was practically glued to the blond girl was tall, muscular and had black hair while the guy with the petite girl was slightly leaner with blond hair. Bella knew that even if she was trying to be a girl right now, there was no way she'd stand a chance against those girls. The final person at their table was the Greek God that she had smacked into in the hallway earlier.

Turning her head back towards the group that she was seated with, she noticed that Mike had seen who she was looking at.

"Have you met them yet?" he asked, gesturing in their direction with this head, and seeing her negative response lent in closer to speak.

"Those are the Cullen's. The tall blond chick is Rosalie, probably one of the hottest and crabbiest chicks I have ever known. The short dark haired one that looks like a pixy is Alice, she only has eyes for that guy sitting next to her, Jasper I think his name is, he's kinda anti-social. Then there's that huge guy, he's Emmett and Rosalie's boyfriend so don't even let him see you talking to her or he will rip your arms off. Last, but not least, is Edward, we all think he is either gay or has sworn a vow of celibacy, because he has never even looked at a girl since he and his family moved here. They're not actually related though, they were adopted or something by Dr. Cullen and his wife."

Shrugging at the new information she had just received, Bella turned back to her salad and started shoveling it down. If she was going to act like a boy, she certainly wasn't going to care about what people thought of her eating habits, especially with only two minuet's until the end of lunch.

As the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch and the beginning of biology, she stood up and made her way over to the bin that was situated next to the door and watched as the table of Cullen's made their way out of the room, passing her as they went.

Shaking her head and dumping her salad container in the trash, she made her way to the Biology room and gave her slip to the teacher that was standing behind the desk to be signed.

"Just take a seat over there and you can get your books from the library later," he said, signing the slip and gesturing lazily to the back of the room.

Thanking him quietly, Bella turned at looked at the only empty seat in the room, which just happened to be next to one person that she did not want to see again today.

'Oh crap.'

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A.N. I attended a small all girl high school in South Australia and we didn't have a cafeteria so I am just making this up as I go along, also MRM stands for mechanically reclaimed meat, which makes up must low quality processed meat products, Google it. I have no idea how guys speak to each other as well, sorry.

This last part of the chapter may seem rushed… and that is because it was, it was 11:51 at night when I was writing this and I really needed to get to bed and sleep so I am sorry for that too…

Tall me how you think I am going and any hints/tips/ideas you may have for where you want me to go with this! R&R!!!

Disclaimer: same as chapter 1