Disclaimer: Sup. These characters? Not mine. I wish. But they're not. I'll keep dreaming. They belong to Stephenie Meyer yo. YO YO IM GHETTO. Okay now get reading my Chapter 1 and stop reading this disclaimer. I GOT MY POINT ACROSS DIDN'T I? NOW READ!

Chapter 1: Moving Up

I hated Edward Cullen. I hated him since I lay my poor, innocent eyes on him.

I knew what to expect from a boarding school, but I hadn't expected him to make it that much worse. My first day had gone from bad to worse.

"Ch-Dad, I'll be fine," I repeated for the seven millionth time, rolling my eyes. I hugged my arms around me, a cool breeze whipping my hair around me.

"Are you sure, Bells? You know you don't have to come here, you could stay at Forks High School, finish it out," Charlie looked at me, pleading.

"Sorry dad, but I've got my mind set. I'm not going to let this opportunity pass up– honestly, how often does your little girl get accepted into one of the most elite boarding schools in the country?" I smiled angelically. I had mixed feelings on this place, but figured that they would situate themselves eventually.

"Well, Forks isn't that far away, so I expect visits!" Sure, sure. Two hours, not a long drive at all. Charlie snatched up one of my steamer trunks, and I tossed my backpack over my shoulder, taking my other trunk. We slowly lugged my luggage towards the Henderson building. Charlie and I dropped my trunks, and I strode up to the front desk.

"Hello." I said brightly, flashing the man a grin. He smiled weakly back.

"Miss Swan, I presume?" He arched a brow.

"That's me! What room am I?" If Charlie fell for this false cheery act, I'd have to give myself a pat on the back. It wouldn't take much to change his mind on letting me finish out my junior year here.

When I sent out my application in late October to Riverside Preparatory School, I didn't expect to get a reply, let alone an acceptance. I had gone to Forks in the beginning of eleventh grade, and had started to settle in there. But on December 16th, I got a reply from Riverside, and well, here I was.

"Miss Swan?" The man behind the desk– I peeked at his name tag, which read Ryan– waved a hand in front of me.

"Yes, sorry, what did you say?" I shook my head, clearing my mind.

"You're in room four-oh-six. Your roommate should be there, ready to help you unpack." Ryan smiled a little wider. He pushed a few forms towards me, which I grabbed.

"Thank you so much!" He nodded as I turned and grabbed my stuff, dragging it to the elevator.

I fumbled with my key, and finally opened my door. I dropped my trunk on my foot, grunted in disgust and hurt, and shielded in my eyes, in that order.

Because as soon as I opened the door, I wished I hadn't.

There was my roommate, on my bed, more than half naked, lip-locked with her boyfriend.

Her absolutely gorgeous, bronze haired boyfriend.

Charlie cleared his throat loudly. They didn't break apart.

"Good afternoon, roomie," I said loudly, my eyes glued to the ugly white tile floor, my arms crossed haughtily across my chest. They looked up.

"Ohmigosh, sorry. Hi, I'm Tanya Denali," Her voice was sickly sweet as she pushed her little friend off of her.

"You're on my bed." I snapped, not looking up. Oh god, oh god. This was not happening.

Tanya let out a high pitched shriek as her boyfriend shifted slightly to look at me, and she was rolled to the floor. But I wasn't paying attention to her. My gaze had shifted from the floor to him.

His face was flawless, with a square jaw, and a sharp nose. His perfectly full lips we pulled up at one side in an amused crooked smile. His brilliant green eyes gazed at me with some sort of intensity, and I didn't really want to find out. His skin was pale, the same shade as mine. I couldn't help but feel my pulse quicken as I looked at him.

"Oh, this is Edward Cullen, my boyfriend." She emphasized the word boyfriend. I almost scoffed. As if I didn't already know that. I settled for rolling my eyes.

"Nice to meet you both," I said, my tone sickly sweet as hers.

"Now if you don't mind, I'd really like my bed so I can sanitize it. Kind of a germ-a-phobe." I shuddered for effect. Edward rolled off of it, grabbing his pants and a shirt.

"You're Isabella Swan, right?" Tanya drawled, tossing her dress over her head, and pulling it down.

"I prefer Bella," I answered coldly. I heard someone knock quickly on the door.

"What's up Tanya?" I heard a voice call out behind me. A beautiful blonde girl had stuck her head in.

"Just got a little surprise," Tanya replied in her drawl. I wondered mildly where she was from. The blonde nodded, her icy blue eyes wandering over to me. She offered me a small smile, which I reluctantly returned. Anyone who was in cohorts with this Tanya person, I didn't want to deal with.

"I'm Rosalie Hale," The blonde greeted softly. My gaze drifted off towards Charlie, who was looking awkwardly at the floor, standing by my trunks.

"I'm Bella." I responded simply, walking over to Charlie. I shrugged apologetically, and opened one of my trunks, searching for my bedding. I lay the folded sheets on my bed, before grabbing my key, and taking Charlie's wrist, leading him past Rosalie, out of the dorm.

"Bella, I don't like the look of that Tanya girl," Charlie started. I shook my head.

"Me either. But I'll deal with it Don't worry about me. And if I have any problems, expect a phone call to pick me up!" I grinned, patting him on the shoulder. He sighed, resting both of his large hands on my shoulders.

"Don't be afraid to call, Bells. I'm here for you. I expect to see you at least once before spring break!" He hugged me, and I planted a kiss on his cheek. I watched him drive off, waving the entire way.

"So, Bella Swan, the new girl," A velvety voice greeted me as I closed the door to my room. I turned around, and saw Edward.

"Hello." I said curtly, starting to make my bed.

"Want some help with that?" He asked, looking at me. I didn't look back.

"I'm alright, thanks," I continued in the same clipped tone. He didn't listen, and stretched his arms out quickly fitting my sheets to the bed. He finished by plumping my pillows with a flourish, and I plopped on my newly made bed.

"Why thank you, Edward Cullen," I said, amused. He flashed me his crooked smile again, sitting next to me.

"You're welcome, Bella Swan," He winked. I rolled my eyes. I could already tell this guy was bad news. He was hitting on me with his girlfriend just out of sight.

"Where's your girlfriend?" I asked. He shrugged.

"She went to Rosalie's room. I expect she'll be back soon... but I was under the impression you didn't want her around," He smirked, shrugging again.

"But what do I know?" Edward looked innocently at me. I hated his piercing, beautiful green eyes.

"Perceptive, aren't you?" I spat, jumping up tugging on his toned arm. I heard a tiny cough from the doorway, and released my grip immediately. I stared at Tanya. Her strawberry blonde curls nestled on her overly tanned back, her ice blue eyes almost the same color as Rosalie's. They were narrowed dangerously as she crossed her arms and tapped her foot impatiently.

"Edward, I think I should have some alone time with my new roommate," Tanya stated, her voice borderline murderous. Edward raised his hands in mock surrender, standing up. She watched icily as he brushed past me, and before she shut the door on him, he managed to wink at me. I almost gagged.

"Why were you flirting with my boyfriend?" Tanya demanded, her ice blue eyes shooting daggers at me.

"Excuse me? If you consider my telling him to get the hell away from me flirting, then sure. But our definitions of flirting are certainly different." I hissed. "And I suggest you treat your boy toys with a little more respect, or you'll find yourself alone," I added venomously. She rolled her eyes, unable to compose a comeback. I smirked, sinking onto my bed, looking up at the ceiling.

After a few minutes, Tanya announced she was going to take a shower, and disappeared. I slowly sat up, and decided that I would take my chances with this Rosalie girl.

As soon as I knocked on the door, I regretted it. I was about to talk to a supermodel in the making, and I didn't know what to say. Rosalie opened the door, and smiled weakly at me.

"Hi Bella. Come in," She said, opening the door a little wider.

"Thanks Rosalie. Sorry I was sort of... cold... earlier. I found Tanya and her boyfriend on my bed, and obviously, I was upset." I shrugged lightly, stepping into her room. Rosalie's roommate was looking curiously. I felt a blush creeping to my cheeks.

"Hi Bella!" She nearly screamed, causing me to jump.

"I'm Alice Brandon!" Rosalie's roommate sang, leaping up and prancing over to me. She enveloped me in a tight hug before stepping back, and taking a good look at me. I did the same.

She had cropped black hair which stood up in spikes. Her eyes were dark brown, and glistening with excitement. She was petite, and thin to the extreme. She was the basic opposite of Rosalie, with long blonde hair waving to her lower back, a taller, fuller figure, and light blue eyes. My mahogany hair and chocolate brown eyes were nothing compared to them. Just a plain Jane.

"Sorry about Alice, she's a little... excited," Rosalie said with a small shrug. Alice scoffed, and tugged on my wrist. "I suppose she thinks you're a new shopping buddy." Alice blushed.

"A new friend, more like," She muttered, shaking her head. I smiled, taking an immediate liking to this bubbly pixie. Alice dragged me to her bed.

"Sit and tell me about yourself," She demanded, folding her legs under herself on her desk.

"What is this, an interview?" I snickered before continuing. "I'm Bella Swan, seventeen years old, I've never had a boyfriend and I don't think I like my roommate, and I know I don't like her boyfriend. He's a jerk." I concluded, gagging a bit. Alice burst into laughter, and Rosalie pursed her lips.

"Edward isn't that bad. I suppose Tanya's rubbing off on him," She mused, combing her fingers through her thick blonde hair. Alice rolled her eyes, as I shifted my gaze to my hand. I realized I was still clutching the forms Ryan had handed me. I unfolded them, and stared at my schedule.

"Oh, what classes do you have with me?" Alice squealed happily. She looked over my shoulder, and her happy demeanor faded. "Only Government and Trigonometry... you have Gym with Rose, and oh!" She clasped a hand over her mouth, erupting into a fit of giggles. "You have Biology with Edward," Alice teased, letting her giggles loose. I rolled me eyes, feeling my stomach sink.

"Any classes with Tanya?" I asked, praying that the answer was no.

"Yeah, Trigonometry. But that's it," She added hastily, seeing my look.

We were chatting happily about what to expect tomorrow in class when the door burst open.

"Rosie?" A sickly sweet voice complained. "Have you seen– oh there she is." Tanya glared at me. Great, she probably thought I was trying to steal her best friend too. I waved a hastened goodbye, before leaving their room. Sure enough, Tanya interrogated me as soon as we were in the privacy of our room.

"So you think you can steal my best friend, huh?" She shot at me.

"I was under the impression I was just meeting people." I answered calmly, digging through my trunk. I felt a hand clawing into my upper arm. I turned to tell her to get the hell off, when she spoke menacingly.

"You better watch your back– you chose the right person to be jealous of. Because I have it all. And you won't steal it from me. New girl." She spat, whirling around and stalking to her desk to primp her damp curls. I rolled my eyes, grabbing my shower necessities and my pajamas before I headed off towards the floor bathroom.

I let the warm water cascade down my back. I sighed, letting it wash away my worries. Tanya, Edward, and tomorrows classes melted away. But as soon as I turned off the water, they rushed back to me. I rested my head against the side of the shower stall, taking a deep breath. I wrapped myself in a towel, not allowing myself to panic.

Once I dressed, I walked slowly back to my room, and opened my door.

"Can't you unglue your lips for more than an hour?!" I cried in exasperation, shutting my eyes. Yet again, Tanya and Edward were lip locked, but fortunately, it was on her bed. Edward pushed her away, looking at me. His green eyes twinkled.

"Why? Do you want to give it a try...?" Edward raised one of his perfect brows, and ran his tongue along his lips. I couldn't shut out the small voice in the back of my head telling me eagerly to agree. "I don't bite..." He winked. Tanya slapped him, trying to be playful, but her face contradicted this action. Thus, her slap was a bit harder than intended.

"Ow, Tanya, what was that for?" Edward asked, tearing his eyes away from me. I dumped my shower supplies on the floor at the foot of my bed, and snatched my comb, dragging it through my hair. I noticed in the mirror that Edward was watching me from the corner of his eye.

"For trying to seduce my new roommate! You might scare her off!" I noticed the slight hopefulness of her tone. I smirked, deciding to play that game.

"Oh Tanya, you don't have to worry. How could I get scared off by a silly boy such as Edward?" He smiled seductively at me. I cursed myself for finding it completely sexy. "You have nothing to worry about," I reassured her lightly, flopping down in my bed. I turned on my side, squeezing my eyes shut, trying to block out the agitated whispers behind me. I eventually drifted off into an uneasy sleep, my arms wrapped protectively around myself.

When Edward left the room about ten minutes later, I swore he let his fingertips trail along my backbone. I shuddered involuntarily, but Tanya didn't notice. She shut out the lights, and snuggled deeper into her covers, murmuring.

I hated Edward Cullen. Why? Because I was already falling for the scumbag.


A/N: Poor Edward. DAMN THAT H8R. But it had to be that way. Keeps the story interesting. So uh, yeah, review? Pleaseandthanks :D