EmPOV

Nobody could stop talking about the new girl. According to Edward, all the guys were falling over themselves for her in their minds. But none of us actually had a class with her, and it was already lunch. I walked into the cafeteria with Jasper and Alice. Alice was still doing her happy dance for whatever reason to the point she almost skipped to the lunch line to get out "props."

"Why is she so happy?" I asked Jasper.

"I don't know, but it's giving me a headache standing between you two. She's overly happy. And you're uncharacteristically unhappy."

"I'm not unhappy." I snapped at him.

"Now, you're angry." He stated matter-a-factly.

I rolled my eyes and got my lunch in silence. We walked over to our usual table where Edward and Rosalie were already sitting. Rose was leaning against him, and his arms were draped around her. His face was buried in her hair.

"Ugh, break it up. Some people would like to enjoy their lunch." I groaned and sat down across from them.

"You don't eat, idiot." Edward snapped yet slightly amused.

"Whatever." I mumbled and began looking around. After a few minutes, the door opened and cold air rushed it. It didn't bother me since my body temperature was the same temperature or colder, but some humans shuttered. Angela Webber walked in followed by some other girl. I felt my eyes widen in the slightest when my eyes fell on her. She had long brown wavy hair that fell to just above her waist. Her skin was only a few shades darker than mine. Her curves were in exactly the right places. Her head was low, so I couldn't see her face from where I sat. She and Angela were talking in low murmurs as they walked to the line. I watched her the whole way.

"God, she's beautiful." I thought.

Edward let out a low, warning hiss causing Rose, Jasper, and Alice to look at us curiously.

"Shut up, Edward."

"Emmett." He warned.

"If you don't like what I'm thinking then stay out of my head."

"I would if I could."

I rolled my eyes at him and turned my head back towards the new girl. She was already back at the table with an apple, soda, and sandwich and sitting between Angela and Mike. Mike was already talking at her, but she looked like she could care less about what he had to say. After a few minutes, she began looking around the area. Her eyes moved to my table and locked with mine after a second. If I had a heartbeat, it would have skyrocketed. She really was beautiful. Her eyes were a beautiful chocolate brown color yet they were full of sadness and uncertainty. Her lips were a soft pink color not covered with thick unneeded lipstick. Her features were gentle and soft. I couldn't fight the small smile that worked its way onto my face. Her soft, amazing lips curling up just slightly at the edges and for whatever reason her blush seemed to darken slightly. It was adorable.

Edward growled at my thoughts, but this time I didn't look at him. But when Newton started shaking her arm trying to get her attention, she looked away. I had to fight the urge to punch Newton in that moment.

"Emmett." Edward growled again.

"Damn, Edward, lay off." I snapped at him.

"What's going on, Emmett?" Rose asked.

"Nothing." I growled at her then glared at Edward.

"Edward?" Rose asked him.

I continued to glare at him as he glared at me for a full minute before he answered. "Nothing."

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BPOV

I met Angela Webber in Chemistry. She was sweet and shy yet extremely nice. We walked towards the lunch room talking about Phoenix.

"So the weather's a big difference?"

I nodded. "Huge difference. We never had rain there."

"It never stops raining here!" She giggled looking up at the sky. I laughed lightly and nodded.

"Wet and cold. Two things I hate." I said.

"Do you want to sit with us?" She asked as I opened the door to the cafeteria, and she walked in.

"Sure." I murmured. My eyes fell to the ground when I felt everyone's eyes on me. She led me to the line, and we got our food. When we walked back to the table, I recognized a few people including Mike and some people whose names I couldn't remember. Angela sat down leaving a seat between her and Mike so she could be beside a guy that she seemed to like a lot from what I could tell.

"So, Bella, how were your first few classes?" Mike asked.

"Good."

"That's good. So you're from Phoenix?"

"Yeah."

"Forks are really different, huh?"

"More than you know."

"Well, actually, I'm from sunny California. So I understand. My parents dragged me here three years ago because my dad got a new job in Port Angeles. But since my mom thought Forks was 'safer' we brought a house here instead of there. But, yeah, I understand what you mean. In the beginning…" He continued to talk on and on about California, but I lost interest quickly and decided to start looking around. There were normal the normal groups of Goths, skaters, geeks, popular kids, etcetera. My eyes moved to the table next to the windows that lined one wall. There weren't any other people with them, just five people… beautiful people. Two girls. Three guys. They were different yet so similar. They all had pale skin. They were all isolated from anyone other than the people they sat with. They were all looking in different directions away from each other. One girl had black hair that was cut short and gelled into spikes, who bounced around happily. She was leaning against a blonde curly-haired guy who looked pained as he cradled his head, like he had a headache. Across from them was another couple. The guy bronze hair that was messy yet perfect, who looked serious and slightly mad. The girl had perfect blonde hair and the type of body that made every girl lose their self-esteem just by being in the same room with her. She was looking up at her boyfriend concerned.

My eyes swept over them before locking with a pair of golden eyes. I felt my cheeks burn with embarrassment to be caught staring but I couldn't move my eyes away. I was vaguely aware that Mike was calling my name, but I hardly heard him. I just stared at this guy across the cafeteria. His stylishly messy curly black hair fell perfectly onto his pale forehead. His eyes were the color of liquid gold, the oddest eye color I'd ever seen. He was had a large, muscular frame. His blue t-shirt pulled tightly across his very well toned chest almost verifying my belief he was a weightlifter. His arms were thick with muscle, yet he didn't look those bodybuilders who went a little too far with steroid use. His eyes were filled with happiness as small grin stretched across his defined features. I felt my cheeks grow hotter as I matched his small smile. I felt someone eagerly shake my arm. Irritation ran through me as I reluctantly took over at Mike, who began blubbering on like an idiot.

After a few moments, I couldn't stop myself from glancing back at hot guy across the cafeteria. He was looking at the people he sat with. Annoyance and anger was written all over his gorgeous features. He was glaring at the bronze haired guy who looked equally annoyed, but also a little smug. I sighed and looked at Angela, who was watching me with a raised eyebrow. I looked away quickly at the different things that hung on the walls.

The bell rang after only a few seconds. I got out of my seat and threw away my trash as quickly as I could without falling flat on my face. I had Spanish next class, which wasn't far. I reached the building well before the bell was scheduled to ring. I went to the teacher's desk quickly glancing around. Other than one other student who was distributing papers to the class, the class was empty. The teacher greeted me happily and signed my slip before leaving to retrieve me a new book. Just as she was about to walk out, she patted a desk in the back, middle of the room loudly.

"You may sit here, next to Emmett Cullen." She told me. I nodded, and took the spot in the back of the room. Students started filling in. Their conversations fell to a low whisper when they noticed me already working on the worksheet on our desks. I was finished before the bell rang, since I had done practically the same worksheet back in Phoenix. I glanced around at the curious faces as the teacher dropped my book onto my desk with a quick 'here you go' before returning to the front of the class. I returned my eyes to my already completed work pretending to think about it. After a moment, I felt someone stand over me.

"I see I finally got a desk buddy." Someone said amused. I glanced up as they flopped down in the chair beside me. I physically froze when I saw the guy from lunch… Emmett Cullen. He wore a huge goofy grin. "Hi, I'm Emmett Cullen." When I didn't answer, his grin only got bigger. "Are you going to tell me your name or am I going to have to guess?"

I snapped out of my daze and blushed fiercely. "Bella." I managed to get out as our eyes locked again. His goofy grin shrank to a casual smirk as he stuck out his hand. It took me a second to even notice it, and slipped my smaller hand into his large, strong hand. His hand was freezing, but that wasn't what caught me off guard. The jolt of something I can't explain ran up my arm and down my spine so much so I had to suppress a shiver. But I didn't withdraw my hand even after we shook. He was staring at me with a bit of shock in his eyes. I wondered if he felt it too. My hand stayed in his for an immeasurable amount of time until the teacher called us to attention. I snapped back to reality and pulled my hand away. My cheeks went bright red as I looked away. I heard him chuckle lightly. I sighed and shut my eyes willing my embarrassment to disappear.

Fifteen minutes into the class, the teacher told us to break off into pairs and check the answers we got on the worksheet I had finished before class even began with one another. I hesitantly turned towards Emmett. He was grinning at me, and for some reason, I couldn't help but smile back at him. He was like a big, lovable teddy bear. I just wanted to hug him… wait! What?

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EmPOV

I was happy to say the least when I saw the new girl, Bella, in my Spanish class. I walked up and stood beside the empty desk to her right. She was staring at an already completed worksheet avoiding attention from what it looked like. Her cheeks were light pink in embarrassment. Her hair escaped from behind her ear and fell against her face. Subconsciously, she reached up and pushed it away. She was so beautiful.

"I see I finally got a desk buddy." I said trying to sound like my normal self. I felt nervous though, which caught me off guard. I don't think she could tell, though. She glanced up at me as I sat down beside her dropping my bag on the floor. She looked like she had fallen into a daze. I felt a huge smile pull at my lips. "Hi, I'm Emmett Cullen." The words hardly seemed to faze her, and she remained in her daze. "Are you going to tell me your name or am I going to have to guess?"

She blinked a couple times as her eyes came back to life. Her cheeks instantly flushed an amazing shade of red. "Bella." She finally answered as our eyes met.

Before I could stop myself, I stuck out my hand replacing my huge grin with a more casual one. I just wanted to feel her warm, soft skin against mine, was that so bad? Okay maybe under these circumstances with me being who… or what I am and her being what she is, it is. She noticed it after a second and slipped her tiny hand into mine. I clasped my fingers around it well aware of both the warmth radiating off her skin and the electric shock that ran up my hand as soon as our skin touched. I stared slightly amazed at our hands before meeting her eyes again. She looked surprised. Had she felt it too? I probably should have dropped her hand by now, but it just felt so… right within mine. I couldn't bring myself to let go; besides she wasn't making any move to remove it either. Then for the second time that day another person forced us to look away. Mrs. Wheeler called for the class's attention. She snapped out of it as her cheeks grew the bright rosy color I was quickly growing to love. Our hands pulled apart, and she quickly looked away. I couldn't suppress a small laugh. She was just so damn adorable.

When the bell rang, I felt myself longing to stay with her longer. So I didn't rush out like usual. I slowly put my books away in my book bag, pushed my chair in, and shrugged on my book bag.

"See you later, Bella." I said.

A look of hope, I think, though I'm not Jasper so I could be misinterpreting it, flickered in her eyes as she nodded casually. "Bye, Emmett." After a brief smile, she left.