Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight and Harry Potter. All these characters belong to Stephenie Meyer and J. K. Rowling.
Chapter 1: Hello Forks
"Morning Charlie," I said. Charlie Swan is a squib. He can't perform any magic even though he has wizard blood in him. Dumbledore got him to agree to take care of me while I was hiding here in America.
"Morning Bella," replied Charlie. Did I forget to mention that I have to pose as Isabella Swan? It's not to fun pretending to be someone else's daughter.
"Breakfast is on the table," he said.
I turned back to Charlie. "Sorry. I got to go. Bye," I called, racing out the door. I was lucky that Charlie bought me a car. Even though it was a beat up, old truck, I was touched that he really cared.
I hopped in the car and drove around. To my good fortune, the school wasn't hard to find. I pulled into the parking lot and parked in front of the first building. Then I started walking to what I thought was the office, unfortunately noticing all the staring eyes. Great, just what we needed, more attention, as if being the "girl who lived" wasn't enough, now I'll be drawing in teenage muggle boys. This day was going to be horrible.
I finally made it through the door. Inside the office was different than I had expected. It was small and felt cluttered, to my dislike. I looked around and spied a woman behind the desk. By what it said on the name plate, her name was Mrs. Cope.
"Excuse me," I said.
"Yes, can I help you?" she looked up and asked.
"I'm Isabella Swan."
"Oh! Of course," she said. She dug though a stack of papers on her desk until she found what she was looking for. "Here is your schedule and is a map of the school." She handed several sheets of paper to me.
I walked out the door and took a look at my schedule for the year.
Schedule:
English with Mr. Mason
Government with Mr. Jefferson
Trigonometry with Mr. Varner
Spanish
Lunch
Biology with Mr. Banner
Gym with Coach Clapp
I headed off to my classes. English, Government, Trig, and Spanish flew by, but it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, considering I haven't actually been to muggle school before, except those years before I went to Hogwarts.
It was time for lunch. I grabbed my lunch; and sat down with some students: Eric, who was in my English class; Jessica, who was in both my Government and Trig class; and their friends, who I believe were named Mike, Tyler, Lauren, and Angela.
As I sat down, I noticed five students sitting in the corner of the cafeteria. They reminded me of something I had learned about a while ago at Hogwarts during Defense Against the Dark Arts, but what? What were they?
"Who are they?" I asked Jessica.
"Oh. That's Edward, Emmett, and Alice Cullen; and Rosalie and Jasper Hale. They all live together with Dr. Cullen and his wife." She replied. "But they're all together though. I mean TOGETHER, together – Emmett and Rosalie, and Jasper and Alice, I mean. And they live together."
Angela interrupted. "But their all adopted. They're not actually related so I think its fine."
"But it's weird though," replied Jessica. "Oh yeah. And you see the one with the reddish brown hair? That's Edward. He's gorgeous, of course, but don't waste your time. He doesn't date. Apparently none of the girls here are good-looking enough for him." She sniffed.
I'm sure she gossiped more about them, but I decided to tune her out. The mystery of what they were was still intriguing. They were all chalky pale, isolated from the rest of the students. Then it hit me.
"Shoot!" I mumbled under my breath, so no one around me would hear. How could there be vampires? And here in Forks High of all places? Shouldn't they be out massacring a city by now? I don't understand. How can vampires show up HERE of all places. It's just my rotten luck. I got up to toss my lunch and headed to my next class.
I finally got to my Biology class and oh joy. The only available seat left was next to a vampire, Edward Cullen. I took my seat, and I noticed he suddenly went rigid. Then class began. I snuck looks at him during class. I could see his coal-black eyes giving me an antagonistic stare and he was leaning away from me in his seat, tightly gripping the end of the table. That's when I realized what was wrong. I was his la tua cantante, his singer. My blood called to him more than any other.
I raised my hand. "Umm, Mr. Banner?"
"Yes Isabella?" he replied.
"I'm not feeling so well, may I go to the nurse's office?" I asked, faking being ill.
"Alright, go."
And with that, I fled the room, hopped in my truck, and drove home. When I got home, I opened the door, rushed to my room, and jumped in bed. I laid there and thought for a while. Why'd I have to move here of all places? Why'd I move to a place full of vampires, especially when I'm one of their singers? Apparently I had been thinking for a while because Charlie came home. We ate dinner. Then I went to my room and drifted off to sleep.