My alarm blared in my ear. My eyes popped open and I jumped out of bed. I turned off my alarm, afraid that it would wake up Uncle Charlie. But when I looked out my window I saw that the cruiser was already gone. The only car in the driveway was Bella's old '53 Chevy truck. I groaned at the thought of driving that old monster.

Uncle Charlie had gotten the truck from Billy since he couldn't drive it anymore. He gave it to Bella as a homecoming gift. She had said in emails that it was loud and it couldn't go over fifty-five miles per hour but she loved it anyway.

I'm used to driving my mom's Honda Accord. It has a nice, quiet purr and it was good with gas. I hope that truck lets out its last wheeze soon. By than I hope to have made some friends who will be more than happy to give me a lift. I grabbed a flowery t-shirt and skinny jeans before running to the shower. That took five minutes since my hair was so short. I threw my clothes on and ran down the steps.

My teeth were brushed, my hair was completely dry, and my backpack was clenched in my right hand. I wasn't hungry so I just walked out the door. I had never been much of a breakfast person.

I locked the front door and ran through the rain to the truck. I jumped at the roar of the engine.

Bella hadn't been kidding.

I pulled out of the driveway and headed towards the highway. It wasn't long before I spotted Forks High School. I was one of the first people there, only a few cars cat in the many parking spots. I circled around until I found the main office.

The rain had already started to pick up, pounding on the truck's roof. I parked as close as I could and sprinted into the building. The main office was warm and brightly lit with creamy colored walls, along with pots of green plants.

As if there wasn't enough green outside. . .

It wasn't empty either. There was a boy with spiky blond hair talking to a redheaded woman in a purple shirt. I stood in the corner, waiting for him to leave. When he turned around, I realized who he was. He seemed to remember me to since he grinned at me.

"Hey Thia" he said.

I smiled. "Hey Mike"

Mike blushed slightly. He probably hadn't expected me to remember his name.

"So . . ." He shuffled his feet. "How are you?"

I shrugged. "I'm okay. I think my uncle may be having a bit of a tough time but he'll be okay"

Mike nodded. "That's good. So are you a junior or a senior?"

"I'm a junior"

His smile fell a little.

"But I was in some advanced classes at my old school so you might see me around" I added.

He beamed. "Really? Awesome!"

I laughed.

Mike headed towards the door. "Hey, if you want Thia you can come sit with me and my friends at lunch"

I widened my eyes. "Seriously? Thanks Mike" I grinned at him and his face went scarlet.

"Well I-I see you l-later than" he stammered.

"See ya" I giggled slightly.

Once he left, I walked up to the redheaded woman at the main desk. Her name tag read, Ms. Cope.

"Hi honey" she smiled. "What's your full name?"

"Thia Avery Swan" I told her.

She nodded before heading into the back of the room to find my papers. She came back holding three different colored sheets. The white was a paper that all of my teachers had to sign and she told me that it must be returned to her by the end of the school day. The pink was my schedule. And the yellow was a map of the school. Ms. Cope highlighted the best routes to each of my classes.

Once she done, I took the three papers and stuffed them carefully into my bag.

"Have a good first day, honey" Ms. Cope called after me.

I grinned at her. "Thanks" And hurried back out into the rain towards my truck.

It seemed like the rain had decided that it wanted to pound the pavement to dust. I was soaking wet when I climbed back into the cab of the truck. School was starting soon so all the students were pulling into the parking lot. I turned the ignition and tried not to jump at the roar again.

I failed.

I kept my eyes of the dull blue car in front of me and pretended the noise was coming from somewhere else. No one was looking in my direction. They must be so used to it since Bella drove this monster to school every single day. I pulled into a parking spot and grabbed my backpack. I put up the hood of my purple sweatshirt before going back out into the rain.

It had lightened up a little but I still got wet. I followed the crowd of high school students until I spotted a red brick building with the number '3" in black paint in the corner. I pushed through the crowd towards the building.

I was grateful for the warmth that welcomed me when I walked inside. The teacher's eyes widened a little when he read my name on the sheet of paper. He mumbled that he was sorry for my loss. I was glad when he didn't force me to introduce myself. They already knew who I was anyway.

Bella Swan's cousin.

I sighed and took a seat in the very back of the room. The teacher, whose name was Mr. Green, droned on and on about the history of Julius Caesar. I yawned and doodled in the corner of my notebook. The only interesting thing about being in advanced classes like English was that seniors were in your class. From my seat, I spotted Mike sleeping in the front row. Not far from him I saw a guy with super pale skin and red-brown hair.

I stopped breathing for a moment.

Edward was in my English class. . . .

"Holy shit" I muttered. I widened my eyes and clamped my hand over my mouth.

Mr. Green stopped his lecture and glanced at me. "Thia, did you say something?"

Everyone turned around in their desks and looked at me, except Mike who was still asleep. I glanced at Edward. He was looking at me too with those odd colored eyes.

I looked away from him and gave Mr. Green my sweetest, most innocent smile and shook my head. He nodded but still looking suspicious and returned to his lecture. I let out a small breath of relief. I glanced at Edward again. He had his back to me and his body was lightly shaking.

I widened my eyes and grinded my teeth together. Even though I hardly knew the guy, I thought he was a jerk.

"Hey Thia!" Mike yelled at me from the front door of the lunchroom. He was by my side in a matter of seconds.

"So" he said, handing me a blue plastic tray and joined the lunch line, "Enjoying your first day?"

I shrugged, selecting a ham and cheese sandwich and a lemonade. I headed towards the cashier. Mike followed me.

"It's been good I guess. I have a ton of homework but what do you expect" I told him.

He smiled, reassuringly. "It'll get easier once you get used to the school"

"Maybe" I muttered, quietly enough that he didn't hear me. I followed him to a table near the back of the lunchroom. When we sat down, everyone glanced at me and smiled.

There was no need for introductions, everyone remembered me from the funeral.