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The bell rang, sounding our dismissal. Lunch, finally. My kingdom for some food. That is the problem with skipping breakfast in favor of fifteen more minutes of being able to decide on what to wear. But I am pretty sure that if I were to do it all over again I would still skip breakfast. New kid in a new school on the very first day of school. I needed to make a good impression. I followed the crowd to the cafeteria. The smell of delicious food drifted past my nose. I took a big sniff. Ah, yum. Spaghetti, my favorite. Something that I like about this school more than my old one. Good food. At my old school high class criminals ate better than we did. I wouldn't have given that food to the rats.

Picking up my tray I turned around to see if I could locate a spot to sit. It was interesting to compare the difference of the lunch room of my old school and this one. At my old school when you stepped in the cafeteria you see who was who. The jocks were at one table, the nerds an other and the goths the next. Here though there was only one table that really stood out. The guy I ran into was sitting there.

Everyone at that table looked like supermodels. It was like they should be in a magazine instead of sitting at a high school table eating lunch. Well actually they weren't really eating. Their food was just sitting in front of them. They must be crazy to not eat this food. It smells, and looks I might add, so good.

I decided to sit towards the back of the cafeteria. There was an empty table there. Empty meant no people to ask you a hundred random questions about your life. Empty meant safe. Sadly my alone time didn't last long. A girl from my Greek Mythology class sat down right in front of me. I think the teacher said her name was Karin.

"Hi my names Karin!" Yup I was right. Kind of surprising too, cause I suck with names.

"Hey."

"You're names Danielle, right?"

"Yeah, but everyone just calls me Dani." It was the nickname that my father gave to me when I was little.

"So you're new here right? Are you liking the school? Isn't being a senior just great." She was cheery and chipper. Joy. Now don't get me wrong being that happy isn't a bad thing it's just I am more of a laid back person, so sometimes people who just can't be quiet or stop bouncing in place kinda annoy me.

"Yes. Sure. I guess." I also wasn't very talkative around new people.

"I just love your shirt." Now that caught my attention.

"You like Avenged Sevenfold?" I was curious and a little shocked. She didn't look like the type of girl who listened to rock.

"Oh yeah. When they came up to Port Angeles last summer I went and saw them. They are amazing." She gushed.

Oooh she's fan, but not one of those kissing-the-picture-on-the-wall-stalker fans.

"That's neat. I saw them in Denver about three months before we moved here. I even was able to get a picture with them. Those guys sure know how to make a girl feel short, especially The Rev." I chuckled, remembering feeling even shorter than what I normally do. Being 5'4'' can sometimes have it's disadvantages, like when standing next to tall hot rock stars.

"Haha thankfully I don't have to worry about that. I got my dad's height genes, not my mom's thankfully." Karin didn't seem to be that bad. Sure a little hyper, but talking to someone hyper is better than talking to no one at all.

Karin as it turns out not only like rock music but can also play the drums. I was beyond shocked when I found that out. I couldn't see her lithe 5'8'' frame banging on a set of drums.

"That's so cool. I wish I could play an instrument. Unless you count four years of playing the clarinet when I was in elementary school. But I think it would be really cool if I could learn how to play the guitar. A friend tried to teach me one day, but my fingers just wouldn't stay in position, he ended running out of patience and that was the end of that." I had piano fingers as my friend Shelby used to call them. They were perfect for playing guitar, but they never seem to want to cooperate.

"Oh that sucks. Well if you ever want to try and learn again I know someone who would probably be willing to teach you. Who knows maybe we could even start a band or something."

"Hahaha oh yeah we could call ourselves the Washington Wailers." I laughed.

"Or the Green Get Down Girls." She joked.

We both started laughing, going back and forth with weirder, wackier and funnier band names. By the end of lunch we had tears streaming down our cheeks and I could hardly breathe. It was the first time since I arrived in Washington that I had laughed like that.

"So what class do you have next?" Karin asked as we picked up our trays.

I thought back to what my schedule said. "I think I have Calculus 2."

"Ooh me too. We should sit next to each other." I had to smile at that and hold back a tiny sigh of relief. Finally I wouldn't be sitting awkwardly by myself.

"Sure, that would be great." I dumped my trash in the garbage can and set my tray on the growing stack right next to it.

I turned around and bumped straight into someone, knocking all my books out of my arms and onto the floor. Not again.

"I am so sorry." I bent down to pick up my books and scattered papers. As I reached for my journal another hand beat me to it. I looked up and right into the face of the same guy I ran into in the hall this morning. You have got to be kidding me. The same guy in less than two hours.

"Oh, ah, sorry about that." I looked down to hide a blush.

"It's okay. I shouldn't have been standing so close behind you." I noticed his eyes. So pretty. Wait, snap out of it Dani. He's going to think you are a freak if you just stare at his eyes with a dumb look on your face.

"I'm pretty sure it's my fault." Two times in one day. This is a new record for me. Lets try not to make it three.

We stared at each other for a few minutes. I didn't know what to say. Normally I wasn't this clumsy or awkward but I didn't seem to be have the best of luck today. The bell rung breaking the awkward silence.

"Come on Dani we're late for class." Karin tugged at my arm.

"I have to go. Again I am sorry about running into you, again." I apologized as I was pulled out of the cafeteria and towards the Calculus room.

A note landed on top of my open Calculus 2 book. I looked over a Karin. She motioned me to read with urgent hand gestures.

I can't believe you ran into Jasper Hale! OhMyGod what was it like?

I looked over at her again and she nodded, grinning.

It was like running into a brick wall, twice. And is that his name. Who is he?

I tossed to paper back over to her, making sure that Mr. Waltenburg didn't notice. I have only had him as a teacher for about seven minutes and twenty-three seconds but he doesn't seem like a teacher who would be okay with note passing.

You ran into him twice! OhMyGosh when? Why didn't you tell me? He is one of Dr. Cullen's adopted sons.

This morning before Greek Mythology. I wasn't looking where I was going and ended up on my butt. I didn't think it was something so important.

Of course it's something important. I mean we are talking about Jasper Hale here.

You've said that already. I still don't know who the dude is.

In my haste to toss the note back over I missed her desk. The paper landed on the floor. Karin bent over to pick it up. When she came back up she was looking into the face of an annoyed Mr. Waltenburg.

"Is there something you would like to share with the class Ms. McNeil." He glared down at her.

"Ah no, Mr. Waltenburg, I was just get my calculator of my bag." She reached back down putting the note in her bag and taking out her calculator.

"That's what I thought. Now if you and Ms. Walker could pay attention for the rest of the class period then I won't have to give you both detention." He turned and walked back to the white board.

We both slumped in our chairs with relief. The note didn't have anything embarrassing written on it, well not for Karin anyway, but I still wouldn't have wanted it to be read out loud.

A tiny wad of crunched up paper hit the side of my head. I looked over at Karin.

"Meet me after school." She mouthed.

I nodded and focused my attention back on Mr. Waltenburg. I was not going to get detention on the first day of school.