Chapter 5

Natalie's Point of View

Natalie didn't start school until Monday, which meant that she had four days to do pretty much whatever she wanted. Beth took her shopping, and Katie wasn't lying, she loved to spend her money. And Natalie wondered where they got it all, and why they lived in a small-income town. She couldn't blame them though, Forks was nice. The people were nice. All the same, she couldn't picture someone wanting to live here their whole life. After Beth was satisfied with the size of Natalie's wardrobe (who was ecstatic) she spent most of her time with Katie.

The last few nights were ended with Katie describing the atmosphere of Forks High School. She described what most of the people were like and what she thought of them. She told me about her group in particular. There was one really nice girl and the rest were kind of 'plastic' which was the term they had given people who are superficial. The nice girl's name was Angela. She was really smart and understanding and had two younger siblings. The girl who appeared to annoy Katie most though was a girl named Jessica, who seemed the complete opposite from her description. She was nice, but it was obvious she rarely meant what she said and was always getting jealous of people.

All in all, Natalie found it somewhat amusing that the group seemed to have one of each cliché she had ever heard. The shy girl, the nerd, the jealous popular one, the players, and the socially awkward. And she couldn't lie, this really frightened Natalie. They already had one of each, why would they need her? She had always fit into groups really nicely, but it was because she was an original, she was Miss Congeniality. But they already had one, they had Katie.

When Monday morning rolled around, she had decided to go into her new school with a 'que sara, sara' type of attitude. She went through the stages of getting ready with this expression in mind and didn't worry a wink about it until it was time to get dressed. She had always liked to stand out, and always succeeded; but in this town where she already was not as confident as she usually was, did she want to? She decided to dress half as 'out there' as usual and if today went well, tomorrow she would go back to her usual style.

She wore gray skinny jeans that more or less clung to her curvy legs like a second skin, a loose black top, and for the finishing touch, black slouchy boots. Ok, it was much, much less than half. As she descended the stairs with her book bag, she got quite a different feeling than the one she had a few days ago. She felt like today was the day something really big was going to happen, whether it was for better or for worse. When Katie saw her, she almost seemed a little shocked and her eyes tried to ask Natalie what was wrong. This completely mad sense because yesterday she had been wearing clothes that were much more her style, and Natalie always expressed herself through clothing.

"Natalie, what's—"

"I'll explain later." I cut her off. I didn't want to admit to her my fears because she would most likely laugh at me and tell me it was next to impossible for me not to fit in because, well, those are just the kinds of things Katie says. She sees much more to everybody than what's actually there, and that's one of the reasons why I loved her so much.

The car ride to school was quite. The entire way. It was awful, Natalie really wanted to talk about something, but didn't know what. Both Katie and her foster mom could sense her mood right now and if she tried to start up a conversation about anything else, it would inevitably lead to why she did not want to go to school today.

"Have a good day, you two." Beth said before they got out of the car. Katie just wished Natalie luck as she headed to the office and told her where to meet for lunch. The receptionist smiled as Natalie walked through the door.

"You must be Natalie," she cheerfully said, "we're happy to have you here, dear."

"Thank you, have a nice day" she said as soon as she gave Natalie her schedule. The campus wasn't big; she could easily find her way around without the help of a map or a secretary.

The day remained quite boring until Natalie reached fifth period and realized she had English with Katie. Katie smiled as soon as she saw her and motioned for Natalie to come sit with her. She did and Katie tried to ask her how Natalie's day was going but was interrupted by the bell when it rang and the teacher started class. As she began to take roll, she realized the new addition and asked Natalie to introduce herself. She told the entire class of 20 students that her name was Natalie and that she had just moved from southern Oregon. The teacher was energetic about her job and Natalie could tell that the small class really enjoyed having her. Natalie already did, English was her favorite subject and she couldn't be more thrilled that the teacher seemed to have the same enthusiasm for writing as she did. Then bell rang and everyone loudly filed out of the class, excited they had an hour long break in between classes.

As Natalie and Katie mad their way to Katie's usual table, she noticed a group of kids Katie had never mentioned. They were all very good looking and they simply stared off into space instead of talking with each other or eating. Natalie zoned out sometimes, but not like that. It was kind of strange. She pointed out the group to Katie.

"Who are they?" Natalie asked, slightly intimidated. These people were gorgeous.

"Oh, they're the Cullen kids. They were adopted, I think. They seem really nice but—"

Katie must have continued talking but Natalie couldn't hear her. The Cullen kids. As in Carlisle Cullen? His name was one of the few things she knew for sure about her father, everything else was a little bit hazy, but the name was crystal clear. Natalie had stopped dead in her tracks and Katie turned to look at her.

"Natalie, are you okay?" she asked, worried.

"It's just…I….ummmm… Cullen? You're absolutely sure that their last name is Cullen?" She had never been at a loss for words before, and never, ever so shocked.

"Yes, Natalie. Why does it matter?" Natalie had ever told Katie her last name. Most people thought she didn't know her last name.

"Do you know what their father's name is by any chance?" Natalie asked, praying it was not the same name as her father's.

"Yes, his name is Dr. Carlisle Cull—"

"I have to go." Was all Natalie could say

A/N: Hello everyone! Thank you so much for reading and reviewing my story. I absolutely LOVE reviews. Anyways, I wanted to tell you that I might be switching to first-person point of view, so don't be surprised if that is what happens next chapter, don't be surprised if it doesn't either…I never write in first person. Thank you all from the bottom of my heart for reading! Writing for others is what I live for!