Edward's Point of View

"Let me out here. I don't want to be a part of this."

My sister, Alice, already has her hand on the handle of the door. It looks like she's ready to jump out even though the car hasn't come to a complete stop yet.

My dad, who is driving the ostentatious black escalade, begins to pull over. "Are you sure, Alice? It's raining."

She zips up her jacket and throws her hood over her head. "I'll be fine. And remember, I'm going by Alice Braden here. I don't want people to know me as your sister. No offense, Edward."

I turn to glare at her and she rolls her eyes. "Just pick me up here after school, Dad."

Alice jumps out of the car and waits until we pull completely away before she starts walking towards the school. I don't know why she's so worried about people knowing that we are related.

It's not like we look anything alike.

My father drives slowly towards the small brick building up ahead and I realize with a start that this is my school. This tiny ass thing is my school.

Not exactly what I was expecting. Yes, I realize that Forks is one of the smallest places in the fucking world, but I didn't expect it to be this damn small.

My house in LA was bigger than this.

"Edward, your mother and I want you to keep in mind why you are here," Dad says as we approach the main doors to the school. I can see a bunch of people crowded around by the entrance, waiting for me to arrive. I smile in anticipation, happy to see that even though this place is pretty much Bum Fuck Egypt, they at least know who I am.

I don't answer, so he continues. "We're worried about you and you know how hard it's been on this whole family."

"I know, Dad. Can I just go in now?" I ask and before he can say anything else, I'm out the door and into the mob of fans. I smile widely and feel the usual satisfaction when all of the girls around me swoon. I keep pushing through, thanking them every time they throw a compliment my way, and they eat up my every word.

When I finally get through the group, I notice a girl standing by her locker, looking intently at her phone. She has long brown hair and is extremely small and pale, but she's pretty in an average sort of way.

She pushes the cell phone in her pocket as she turns around. Our eyes meet and she raises an eyebrow at me and bites her lip in what I can only assume is a nervous habit.

Perfect.

I smile at her and wait to see the reaction the other girls had.

But she just looks at me for a moment longer before she turns and walks away.

She walks away.

I stare after her, but she doesn't even glance at me. She keeps going until she walks into her classroom.

What the hell?

I turn around when I feel a hand slide around my waist and look to see a girl that is showing way too much cleavage and has so much make-up on she looks orange. But she's clearly going to make me look good at this school, so I smile at her.

She bats her eyelashes and licks her lips.

That's the reaction I had wanted from the girl with the cell phone.

"Hi, I'm Lauren," she says with a grin. "Can I help you find something?" she questions.

I see Alice walk into the school and, after a quick glance around she turns to her left and heads towards a door clearly marked 'Main Office.'

I smile at Lauren again. "Maybe you can point out the main office so I can get my schedule?"

"It would be my pleasure," she purrs.

The day goes by quickly and I find myself easily fitting in with the popular crowd at Forks High.

Not that I thought I wouldn't, but it was easier than I thought it would be.

I see Alice a few times and feel a pang of anger. She doesn't even acknowledge me when she sees me in the halls or during classes and it annoys me so much more than it should.

She's the one being a prick, not me.

I see the girl with the brown hair in biology class for a quick moment, but she sits in the back and doesn't offer much during class.

When lunch finally rolls around, I see her once more, but she sits by herself over in a corner seat. I find myself staring at her, wondering why she seems so disinterested in me. Even if she's not a fan, shouldn't she be excited that someone is finally putting Forks on the map?

"Edward, why are you staring at her?" Lauren asks loudly enough that the girl can hear her.

I keep my focus on the girl, who glares slightly at Lauren.

"Ignore her. She's a freak," Lauren is practically screaming by this point and I have to suppress a smile.

Lauren was clearly jealous of this girl for some reason.

I watch as the brown haired girl smiles sweetly at Lauren. I start to think how pretty she looks when she smiles and how her eyes are actually a beautiful shade of brown, but then her hand rises up and she gives Lauren the finger.

She is the weirdest girl I have ever met.

Lauren huffs and turns around while I keep staring at brown eyes across the room. She looks at me and narrows her eyes before she picks up her stuff and walks out of the cafeteria. Alice gets up shortly after she walks out, determination written all over her face.

I was going to get it when I got home.