Author's Note: I still do not own Twilight. Also! I'd like to apologize in advance to those who follow my story about the updates you may be receiving. Like I said before, this is my first Fanfic so my editing and such is still in work. I hope you enjoy this chapter though!

Melanie gets to meet another certain Quileute boy.

(Hint: It's not Paul. He'll be introduced soon though, I promise!)

Chapter Two: Meeting New People

I made my way to the front office within the remaining minutes I had left of the five I was trying to use to get there and swiftly entered.

My quick entrance became announced as the door slammed loudly behind me, I winced as the receptionist looked up to meet mine. Her gaze was friendly which caused me to smile as I approached her desk. It was a small blue one with paperwork strewn across it as well as nick knacks and office supplies. Seemed pretty standard for a receptionist and her inviting attitude was up to par with it too.

"Hello, I'm Miss Allison!" She greeted calmly. She stood at about 5'6" with the traditional Quileute dark hair, russet skin tone, and dark brown eyes. She was slender, easily told by her white button-up and black slacks and she didn't look any older than 35. Her tranquility seemed familiar, but it could've been nothing. The receptionist vibe seemed halted with the use of her first name though, it made me wonder why she chose not to use her last but I didn't question it. In fact, I thought nothing of it. "You must be new huh?"

I nodded. "I'm Melanie." I said timidly.

Once hearing my name, she began to look through her strewn paperwork for what was probably my schedule. "Melanie... Melanie... Melanie..." She murmured as she searched for it. Before I knew it she found it and said, "Aha!" in victory.

"Melanie... Uley?" Her gentle voice turned into slight confusion. "Correct?"

I would've smiled but her expression prompted to stop and I nodded slowly, confused as well. "Yep, that's me. Melanie Greene-Uley." I said, looking at her with furrowed brows. "My mom prefers Greene though..." Hoping my explanation would stunt her confusion.

She seemed to snap out of it and nodded furiously. "Sorry about that! Just.. that..." She trailed off and stopped once she met my gaze. "You know what? Never mind."

My confusion never ceased. "You sure, ma'am?" I asked softly.

Her expression went back to its tranquil state and she nodded. "Here you go hun." She said handing me my schedule. "Your homeroom is just down the hall to the left."

I opened my mouth to ask about my other classes and my tardiness but she beat me to the punch by saying, "I'm sure your teacher'll pair you up with someone to help you find your way. Don't even worry about being late either. You're new after all." She seemed to have a ghost of a smile after she said that, her calm expression became eerie. She looked sad, and something in my gut told me that it was because of what had just happened. I felt guilty but I hoped it wouldn't show.

"Oh, alright." I said said nodding and giving her a small smile before walking through the other doors into my homeroom class. As I passed the office window, Miss Allison had her head buried in her hands as she shook her head.

Did that mean something? Was there a chance that she knew my dad or worse... was she WITH my dad? I shook my head, letting those thoughts pass. I would just bring it up to my mom after school. Maybe today wouldn't be SO bad, and she'd actually lay off for once. Afterall we just arrived, she couldn't have had her drinks stashed away already. Or at least I hoped she didn't have them yet otherwise the conversation wouldn't end so well. I sighed, letting those thoughts pass and I looked down at my schedule:

First Period - Homeroom
Second Period - Language Arts
Third Period - Social Science
Lunch
Fourth Period - Math
Fifth Period - Science
Sixth Period - Physical Education (P.E.)

I checked my watch: 8:10 A.M.

Ten minutes late. That's not too bad. I thought before knocking on the dark wooden door of the classroom. I could hear the chatter through the door and the teacher's shrill attempt at getting them to settle down. Although she didn't seem to get them to do so, my knock seemed to. The door opened and she smiled, "Hello, you must be new." She said nicely, but her tone was tired and flustered from the class's disobedience. It didn't suit her though, she looked about 23 but her brown hair was pulled back by a clip and her sweater vest was crumpled from within the first ten minutes of class, not to mention the slightly darkened circles that were a couple of shades darker than her smooth russet skin underneath her eyes indicating how tired she really was. Which aged her more than it should, but it actually made her look more like a teacher. "What's your name?"

"Melanie." I answered nodding. "Melanie Greene." She nodded, placing her hand on my shoulder, and began to lead me to the front of the classroom. Anxiety washed over me. I was not used to this, being new and all, and I knew by time I was in sight, everyone would stare. Which was absolutely correct.

Once she led me to the the front of the class, they stared. All dark brown eyes on me and I could feel a slight flush reach my cheeks and I looked down. God, this was so embarrassing! The desire to disappear became strong and I questioned why my mother had chosen to move in the middle of the March than wait until the summertime was truly beyond me. But hey, I was probably going to get stared at one way or another.

"Class, this is Melanie Greene." She said, causing me to look up at everyone's gazes with an awkward smile. "Be nice everyone! She's still new, and since it's the middle of the school year I think it'd be best for someone to show her the ropes during this period." Her gaze began searching the desks for an open spot which I followed with my own, and stopped with hers as she found one in the back corner next to a should-length dark haired boy which matched with his eyes. "Jacob Black."

She told him to raise his hand, so I could find my way to him, and I immediately made me way towards him to get away from stares of my new peers. "Hey," He greeted and looked at me as I sat down and set my belongings on my desk.

"Hi," I said returning his gaze. He was at least a couple of inches taller than me and still growing. He didn't look proportioned though, he was tall in height but small in weight. It made him look awkward, but if he was growing then his weight would settle that. "Nice to meet you Jacob."

"Yeah, nice to meet you too." He said, smirking. "I have a question."

I tilted my head in curiosity. "Ask away."

His eyes never left mine. "Do you have cooties?" He asked seriously.

I looked at him and blinked. "No, do you?" I answered, just as seriously. Although, it was pretty much my way of playing along with where he was going with this. My hope was it was his way of striking up a friendship with me.

"Nope!" He said proudly. I looked at him questioningly. "Now we can be friends." I was right and I was actually happy about that.

"So, you ask everyone who's about to be your friend if they have cooties?" I asked, raising an eyebrow in amusement.

He nodded, "Better safe than sorry as my dad always says."

I stifled a laugh, I wasn't about to judge though. Making a friend made my first day much better than I expected it to be.

"But anyway, can I see your schedule?" He asked. I nodded, and handed it to him. "Looks like you have second and third with Quil then third and fifth with Embry, and only this class and sixth with me."

"Who's Quil and Embry?" I asked.

"My friends." He stated. "I'll introduce you to them after class."

Once the bell rang, we went up two boys. One was taller, much slender than the the other who was shorter with slight chubbiness on his face. They both had the usual brown eyes and raven black hair. Although, the taller one had russet skin like Jacob the other had dark skin and an impish grin that seemed to fit his appearance. "Hey guys!" Jacob said, giving them both hi-fives. "Meet Mel." His thumb pointed in my direction.

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