I know this is a bit late, but...Happy Thanksgiving (if you celebrate it)! Welcome to another chapter! Thank you Guest for your review! And to answer your question, I will be updating whenever I get a chapter done or whenever I am not busy. I don't really have a schedule on when I update. That would be nice, wouldn't it? Hmm, I will have to think about finding a scheduled updating day. One that doesn't mess with school and such. I mean, I don't write all the time because I either have school, hang with my family, or I have other things that I am doing as well. But I most certainly will be working out some type of schedule to work with so you amazing people don't have to constantly check for updates. Might not happen soon, but I will think about it. Anyways! I will let you read now. Enjoy!

Class Schedules, Gossip, and The Cullens

All eyes are on us.

The truck stops and my nerves pick up. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, slowly letting all the air out. It was actually a bit calming.

Here goes nothing.

I hop out of the truck, nearly stepping in a puddle. Bella followed, stepping in a puddle.

Before I left the house I put on brown, fringed boots and a soft, grey-black striped sweater. I also put my hair up in a cute messy bun. Truth be told, I kinda didn't have it in myself to get the tiniest of knots out. Lazy. I am hundred percent sure that I am being lazy.

Bella and I make our way towards the school. Eyes following our every move. I winced a little when I heard all the whispers.

"Isn't that the girl whose parents died in the woods by a grizzly bear?"

"Wasn't she there when her parents died? I mean what if it wasn't a bear?"

"What ever happened to her? Didn't she get some scars or something like that?"

"I bet you ten dollars that she was the one who killed her parents."

"Fat chance. She looks too weak."

"I feel bad for her."

"I can't imagine having no parents."

"I heard she lives with Chief Swan. Betcha he felt bad for her too and took her in."

"Whose that she's with?"

"I don't know. But she looks hot despite her pale complextion."

"That girl isn't bad herself. Too bad she's looney. Wouldn't want to date a psycho killer. Probably would kill me in my sleep."

"How do you even know she killed her parents?"

I tuned out the rest of the whispering. I couldn't handle it. I already felt tears threatening to come out. They were right-I am weak.

Entering the building we make our way towards the office. All eyes that were once on us were now gone and no more whispers can be heard.

Deep breaths.

I calmed down after a little bit.

"You okay?" I looked over to see Bella staring at me with a concerned expression. "I heard what they were saying about you." she stated.

I gave her a weak smile. "Yeah. I'm fine." was all I said before we reached the office doors.

I entered the office without another word. I didn't want to talk about it. It was just too much. I certainly don't want to end up a sobbing wreck in school.

Taking in my surroundings, I notice that it wasn't much. The room is small with a small waiting room, folding chairs, and a bulletin board. A loud ticking clock is on the wall. The secretary keeps flowers in plastic containers. In the middle of the room is a bar with many baskets of paper and at the front there are flyers in bright, brilliant colors. Behind the bar are three desks, one of them occupied by a woman.

"Hi, how may I help you young ladies." I heard the lady say.

"We are new here." Bella said.

The lady gave a broad smile. "Ah, yes. Isabella Swan and Nikita Ashwood. I was informed of your arrival." she said grabbing two sheets of paper and handing them to us. "Here are your schedules. My name is Mrs. Cope and if you need anything I will be here." she said with a sickly sweet voice and a smile. She seemed really nice.

After our departure, I felt relieved to find out that I at least have one class with Bella, which was Trigonometry. I was also glad to see Art was my first class of the day. Feeling happy for once since we got to school, Bella and I headed to our own class.

Just hope things get better from here.

xXxXxXx

Art went by perfectly fine.

The teacher said since I came at the middle of the semester that I would have to catch up on some work. Basically meaning she gave me a ton of art projects for homework. She also gave me my own art supply kit that I had stuffed away in my bag.

Today we were to pair up for a new art project. I ended up with a girl named Angela Weber. She was very kind and helpful. She also snapped pictures of me saying that I was very beautiful and she wanted a new feature for the schools paper. I told her that I didn't really want to be and she just looked a bit down about it. I told her about some things that she could look in to and she was greatly happy about that. I think we might have started a new friendship right off the bat.

Next was Chemistry.

It went by a bit...wrong. In a way. That. Was. Bad. Very bad.

Basically I ended up spilling this strange looking liquid on some poor guy and it kind of left this weird smell on the kid. I felt bad. He had to go to the nurse's office to change. At least he wasn't harmed. I don't know what I would have done if it was some type of acid that tears away at your skin. I shivered at the thought.

I didn't get detention so that's a bonus.

The teacher said that since it is only my first day he will let me off with a warning. Let's just hope that doen't happen again.

Next I had Trigonometry with Bella.

We got lost finding the room and ended up meeting this guy named Eric.

It was a strange encounter but nice nonetheless. He didn't bring up anything about me, thank god. It went a little like this:

Bella and I were walking down the hall trying to find Mr. Varner's classroom when all of a sudden this Asian boy appears in front of us.

"You're Isabella Swan and Nikita Ashwood, the new girls. Hi. I'm Eric. The eyes and ears of this place. Anything you girls need. Tour guide, lunch date, shoulder to cry on." he said with a smile.

Bella just looked at him. I was kind enough to at least give him a smile which only made him smile even bigger.

He seems sweet. I am only trying to be nice.

"I'm kind of the 'suffer in silence' type." Bella said

I gave Bella a small shove on the arm. She looked over at me with a 'What?' face and I glared at her in warning. We both, however, turned back towards Eric when he started speaking.

"Good headline for your feature-I'm on the paper, and you're news, baby, front page." he told Bella. I snorted. Bella slapped my arm as I did her only seconds ago. She gave me a glare and I just turned to face Eric once more.

Bella then turned to Eric and started off. "I-no, I'm not news-I'm, seriously, not at all-" she said uncomfortably.

Eric put his hands up. "Whoa, chillax. No feature." he assured her.

Bella looked relieved and I hid back a smile. I felt a lot better than I did earlier. So far I haven't heard anymore gossip on the incident, for which I am grateful.

I decided to speak up. "Would you mind pointing us to Mr. Varner's classroom? We are lost." I asked Eric which made him smile and put his arms around Bella and I, guiding the way. He was enjoying the attentive stares, which I just noticed. Bella just cringed and I looked ahead ignoring them.

"You've missed a lot the semester, but I can hook you up-tutor, cliff notes, medical excuse.." Eric said giving both of us a smile. I just wanted to get to class and away from the overwhelming amount of attention from everyone, but I didn't voice my thoughts.

Bella and I made it to class, but we were late.

Mr. Varner wasn't the best teacher. He called on Bella even when her hand wasn't up and made her flush a few times throughout class. He out right ignored me.

This day was just great. Hint the sarcasm.

xXxXxXx

After Trigonometry Bella and I split up again.

I headed for PE class, which surprisingly wasn't as bad as I thought. We played volley ball and I wasn't doing poorly. To be honest, I thought I was going to be bad at it. I never really got to lay sports. This girl named Nancy was kind enough to help me out and I got the hang of it.

The coach told me that I have a very good spike and should try out for the team. But, I said I wasn't up for it and we left it at that.

I am more into the arts and photography more than anything. Maybe I should join a club?

I also noticed these two people that stood out among the crowd in PE. They looked very pale and their eyes were a unique golden color. They looked kind of familiar in a way. I can't exactly pinpoint it. It was weird. I noticed that whenever I saw them, they were either looking at me strangely or they would be whispering to one another.

The girl has dark, short spiky hair and the boy has light, messy hair. They don't look to be related, but they act like they have a family kind of bond.

Once the bell rang to leave, I hightailed out of there so I didn't have to deal with their constant staring. It was nerve racking.

Next was lunch.

The thought about getting to eat made my stomach growl.

I walked in the double doors that led into the cafeteria and got in line. After a while of waiting, I finally got my tray of food. I searched around looking for a specific someone. I noticed that person walking to a table with two other people holding trays of food. I smiled and quickly trailed after them.

"Hi Bella." I said once I reached the table.

"Hey Niko." she smiled.

I looked at the other two who were sat at the table with Bella. "Mind if I join you?" I asked them.

"Sure. No problem." the boy with blonde hair said in a seducing type of tone and a smug smile. I cringed a little but they seemed to not notice. The girl just sat there and glared at me. I guess she doesn't like me very much.

I just took a seat and soon enough Eric appears, sliding between Bella and I.

"Mike, you met my home girls Bella and Nikita." he said to the blonde haired boy, who now I know as Mike.

Mike looked at Eric with a confused expression.

"Your home girls?" he asked.

Jessica turns to Bella, but ignores me. "It's first grade all over again, and you're the shiny new toy." Bella smiles awkwardly. I just stare at her.

Suddenly, a flash of a camera snaps at Bella. We look up to see Angela. She is sweet and insecure. I found out we have a lot in common when we were in art. We talked most of the class period and found out each others likes and dislikes. She might very well become my best friend.

"Sorry, needed a candid for the feature-" Angela said to Bella.

Eric pipes up and says "Feature's dead, Angela. Don't bring it up again." then he turns to Bella and says "I got your back, baby."

Angela looks disappointed.

"Guess we'll just run another editorial on teen drinking." she said in an almost disgusted voice.

I kinda felt bad for her. I rejected her feature during first period and now she is being told that there is no feature. Wow, I would be pretty upset too. I feel for her.

"Sorry." Bella said. "There's always eating disorders, or Speedo padding on the swim team." She offered.

Angela piped up. "-Wait, that's a good one.." she said happily.

I looked at my tray of food. I have a half eaten turkey sandwich, a water that was slightly drank from, and an apple with a chunk bitten off it.

"Hey, you know. You should join the art club. I noticed you have talent." I heard Angela say. I look over at her and she was smiling at me. "I think you would make a great asset to the club. Beautiful murals for the school to enjoy." she stated, giving me a smile.

I look at her with a wide grin. "Really? You think so?" I asked her.

"Yes! I would love to see your talent with a great cause. The art club always holds charity cases and you get to help make beautiful murals that symbol value." she informed me.

I just nodded my head and looked over at Bella. She was staring off at the doors when they suddenly opened, revealing the most stunning people I have ever seen.

I noticed the one with the spiky hair with them.

They move through the room with effortless grace, and take a seat at a table furthest from us. I see Bella lean over to Jessica, the girl who glared at me before, and Angela.

"Who are they?" Bella asked.

"The Cullens." Angela replied.

Jessica leans in, swinging into gossip mode. "Doctor and Mrs. Cullen's foster kids. They all moved down here from Alaska two years ago." she said in a gossipy tone.

"They kinda keep to themselves." Angela informed her.

I think that they are creepy yet strangely beautiful. I thought.

Jessica continues to gossip.

"Because they're all together. Like, together together." she said with a hint of disgust.

Okay well, they aren't blood related are they? I thought. Or you know what. That is still kinda gross. I agree with Jessica's slight disgust there.

"The blonde girl, Rosalie, and the big dark-haired guy, Emmett.." she continued.

I look over and see that Rosalie is model beautiful. She looks to be eighteen years old. Emmett is big, brawny, like a weight lifter, and has a playful glint in his eyes. He looks to be seventeen years old.

"...They're a thing. I'm not even sure that's legal." she said.

"Jess, they're not actually related." Angela told the girl.

"But they live together. And the little dark haired girl, Alice, she's really weird.." Jessica continues to gossip.

Alice, the one with the spiky hair, looks to be seventeen years old. She is hovering over a boy with honey-blonde hair. He looks to be eighteen. He's tall, lean, and looks slightly tortured.

"...she's with Jasper, the blonde who looks like he's in pain." I just roll my eyes at her and give a little sigh. When will she shut up? She is quite annoying to be honest. "I mean, Dr. Cullen's like this foster dad slash match maker." she is really chatty and gossipy. I'm nice and bite back my tongue.

"Maybe he'll adopt me." Angela joked.

Bella laughs and I chuckle. Angela is a very likeable person.

Another person walks in just then. He was also in my PE class. He looks to be seventeen years old. He is lanky, with untidy, bronzed colored hair. He seems inwardly turned and mysterious. More boyish than the others I should say.

Bella seems to can't take her eyes off of him.

"Who's he?" she asks. Oh man, Bella seems to have a crush on this one. And she's only just saw him.

"That's Edward Cullen." Jessica says with a slight hint of 'girl likes boy' tone.

Suddenly, Edward looks over, as if he heard Jessica from across the room. I notice his eyes meet Bella's. But he seems..-confused? Bella quickly looks away. What was that all about? I thought.

"He's totally gorgeous, obviously. But apparently, no one here is good enough for him. Like I care." Obviously, you do. I thought with a slight chuckle. "Anyway, don't waste your time." Jessica said with a sigh.

"I wasn't planning on it" Bella said.

But, I noticed Bella couldn't keep her eyes off him and peeked at Edward again. I look over to see that he is staring at her outright now, with a slightly frustrated expression that unnerves Bella. I see Bella hide behind her hair.

I look over at Edward in my peripheral vision and see that he is still staring. I noticed he flickered to me with the same expression, then turns to his foster family. Strange. I thought with a scrunched up expression. I move my gave back to my table and finish eating my lunch.

This day can't get any better, can it? Hint more sarcasm.

xXxXxXx

The rest of the school day went by uneventful.

My last two classes were AP history and then advanced English.

Both classes gave me tons of work to catch up on.

I hurried out of my last class for the day and found Bella storming towards her truck. I quickly catch up with her. Many eyes watch us. I peer over at a familiar untidy, bronzed haired boy who climbed into his silver car.

Him and Bella seem to be in a hurry.

Bella and I hop in the truck. As the doors close, I notice Bella is mad. Why? I have no clue.

"Jerk." Bella said with a spiteful taste.

I look at her with concern. "You okay Bella?" I ask her.

She just starts the car and we head off. She seems very upset so I let it go when she doesn't reply. The whole drive was quiet and I stare out the passenger window, watching the building fade into the distance.

This day was..strange.

Maybe the next time wouldn't be so bad?

We'll just have to see.

The school was now completely out of view and for once, I want nothing more than to be alone. Today showed me how many people knew of my incident. I just want to be alone and paint my feeling. Because painting helps relieve any bad emotion and tends to bring out the good.

So that in mind, I decide to watch the scenery pass by as we drive down the road. A gloomy feeling in the atmosphere that once makes me feel depressed.

So, what did you think? Let me know. I want to get the knowledge of your opinion. I want to know whether I shall continue or shall I not? Thanks for reading! Have a wonderful day!

P.S. I want you all to know that I think that maybe I will update mostly on the weekends. Maybe during the week as well if I have the time. That's all.

Goodbye. :)