A/N: I have discovered I absolutely love writing this story and reading your reviews! This calls for another chapter! Oh, and before I forget, I have posted a link to my photobucket on my profile, where if you click it, you can see Brooke, Maggie, and Brooke's outfit for school :)

Brooke POV

"Bellaaa," someone sang.

I groaned.

"Bella!"

Thwack.

"Ouch!" I cried, hands flying to shield my butt from any more blows.

"What was that for?" I mumbled sleepily.

"It is time to wake up, Brooke." Maggie giggled.

I rolled out of bed, annoyed.

"I'm up," I told her, standing.

"Good. You go get a shower; I put you're shampoo in the bathroom. I have to pick your outfit. You honestly have no fashion,"

I scoffed and left her in my room, getting a towel out of the hallway closet, and going into the bathroom.

My blonde hair was just like yesterdays, not even a big mess from sleeping.

The bathroom was large, with a glass shower, and a deep bath tub. The floor was marble, and felt cool against my bare feet.

I locked the door behind me and stripped of my clothes, then stepped into the steaming shower.

It felt good against my tense back, easing out the knots and tension. The strawberry smell was wonderful, and I hadn't noticed before, but my vision, hearing, and smelling had improved.

I returned to my bedroom with the towel wrapped around me, running my fingers through my damp hair.

Maggie was set up, a chair placed in front of the full length mirror, clothes draped over the chair, and blow dryer next to a curling iron.

I was flung into the chair, the sound of the hair dryer buzzing next to my ear.

"Um..Maggie? Curling irons don't work if you just washed your hair," I told her as she pushed my head to the front.

"This one is a magical curling iron," She said, wiggling her free fingers on 'magical'.

I rolled my blue eyes.

"How will I know who the family is?" I asked.

She shrugged. "I don't know. It's just like..you're walking and then you get this feeling that that's the family, or person that you are assigned."

I frowned. Great.

When she was done blow drying my hair, she gave me my clothes.

The top was low-cut, red short sleeve wrap blouse, and the jeans were dark, almost black and faded slightly. She also layed out a slim, leather jacket with a cinched waist.

I put on the very showy bra and underwear set, and slipped on my outfit.

After burning my head with the curling iron (wow, she did that yesterday with the straightener), Maggie added blush to my cheeks, saying that I didn't need makeup, I was too pretty. It was now 20 minutes until school started, so Maggie gave me a pair of black ballet flats and all but threw me out the door.

I frowned at the closed door.

I didn't feel like going through the trouble of flying, so I just walked down the street.

I found that it was cold, and there was no sun.

Then again, it was 6: 55 a.m., so of course there would be no sun.

Upon arriving at Akron High, I went into the office again, silently praying the man from yesterday wouldn't be there.

My prayers were answered when I walked in, because there was an older lady at the desk instead.

Breathing a sigh of relief, I went up to the desk and queitly said "hello,"

The lady looked up from her work, eyes going wide. She cleared her throat and clasped her hands together at the front.

"Hello. How may I help you?" She asked.

I smiled. "I'm the new student. Brooke Starr," I informed her, and she immediately caught on.

"Oh!" The lady pushed her rolling chair back to open a drawer and recieve some papers.

"Yes, yes. This is a map of the school, so hopefully you won't get lost. This is your schedule; you can find all of those classes on the map. I need you to have your teachers sign this, then bring it back at the end of the day. Good?" She said, all in one breath.

I nodded and smiled wide. "Thank you,"

I backed out of the room, scanning over my schedule.

Art -- Ms. Wilkins

History -- Mr. Harbomb

Computer Science -- Mrs. Shuffler

Creative Writing -- Mr. Danchse

Gym -- Coach Clapp

Lunch

Biology -- Mrs. Keller

I took out the map and studied it carefully, then set off for my first day of school.


Every period went by slowly and agonizingly for the first five periods.

First; students stare

Second; students stare

Third; students stare

Fourth; students are still staring

Fifth; nobody is staring because they're too busy snickering when I get hit by the volleyball.

And that brings us to sixth period..lunch.

Nobody had really said anything to me, except for this one girl named Kara who had asked me where I had come from. I told her Alaska. So, who to sit by, I had no clue.

I crushed my bookbag into my side as I walked to the cafeteria, tripping over a tiny crack.

When I reached the door, I swung it open and stood there akwardly when everyone stopped talking to stare at me.

I looked around the room, and gasped.

I saw many different things.

Bronze hair. Long, blonde hair. A short, pixie-like girl. A big, muscled boy. A boy looking like he was in pain...and another blonde girl with her arms around her Edward?

Tears welled in my eyes, and my half-angel heart stopped, then grew fast, unbelievably fast.

The Cullens were back.

And they were the chosen family.

It became all slow-motioned.

Alice looked up, and frowned.

Rosalie pursed her lips, and Emmett caught my eyes.

Jasper looked at me in wonder.

Edward whirled around to face me, and the girl beside him looked at all the Cullens, confused.

I was aware of red and black dots dancing in front of my eyes, and the chatter pick back up, only fainter and drawn out.

The last thing I felt was the cold floor of the cafeteria beneath my body, and then the hole in my heart ripping violently.

A/N: Before you ask why she fainted, Brooke had a panic attack. Soo..I was thinking about doing the next chapter in Edward or Alice's POV of what happened in the cafeteria. So when you review, you can just add: Do Edward's view, do Alice's view, or just stick to Brooke waking up.

I know this was short, but I already know what will happen next chapter, so my update should be updated soon :) Don't forget about my photobucket account!

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