Chapter 5-

Bella POV-

"Bella, you heard about the new girl yet?" Jessica said as soon as me and Edward sat down at our lunch table.

I nodded and started chewing on one of my carrots.

"Well get this, she and Tyler were talking in the hallway and he got found out-"

"Hey!" Tyler exclaimed.

Jessica continued ignoring Tyler. "About his bet with Mike and the others to kiss her and she agreed."

Although Jessica seemed happy to share harmless news, Lauren was not happy to hear about it at all. She was steadily glaring at Tyler and I was happy that her attention was on somebody else for a change.

"Why would she even agree to something like that?" Lauren snipped. Whenever she was angrier than she naturally was her voice just got more high pitched and nasally. It was grating on my ears so I couldn't even imagine how the Cullen's dealt with it.

Tyler shrugged and started picking at his food. I had never seen him so sheepish before. I looked at Edward who was smirking. I was about to ask what had him in a good mood when the Cafetiria started getting quiet. Tyler perked up and smiled in the direction of a girl I had never seen before who didn't seem aware she had just made everyone shut up.

She was very pretty; her braids were long and light brown at the tips. Her brown skin still had a glow to it that I knew forks would take from her. She dressed fashionably simple, not as expensive as Alice but more than I would pay for a sweater. Her eyes were a dark brown that almost seemed black that I could only compare to a vampires' when they're hungry.

"Damn she's pretty." Mike whispered to us. I couldn't help but agree and feel just a bit jealous of how effortlessly she walked and ignored everyone who was either whispering about her or just captivated by her. The book in her hands must have been interesting or else she would have felt as uncomfortable as I did when all that happened to me.

She only looked up for a split second, paused, and walked right back out of the cafeteria. Tyler was stunned while Lauren looked triumphant until Tyler got up and went after her.

"What was all that about?" Angela worried. She was a kind person who didn't just write anyone off.

I looked at Edward who was being as thoughtful and noticed him sharing a look with Alice and Jasper who were at a different table for the day.

"Edward?"

He looked at me shaking his head. "I'll tell you later."

Ash's POV-

I have never been so uncomfortable and felt so sick in my life. As soon as I had saw them, I felt this need to get away as quickly as possible.

They were too perfect. Too symmetrical. It disgusted me on such a level I felt the need to run away. I had one goal and that was to get out of this school building and somewhere where I would feel safe again.

I wanted to get my mind off of their faces. Perfect unblemished skin, sharp beautiful features and an allure that was similar to poisonous flowers. Pretty and deadly.

The dark-haired girl was more youthful than anyone I had ever seen. She was pixie like in features and height, her smile was friendly and bright, and she dressed above the trend. She was the sort to attract real attention if she ever wanted it because all she'd have to do is turn those pretty gold eyes on someone and smile and they'd be hers forever.

The boy beside her was just as perfect. His hair had different highlights and lowlights of blonde, but the most consistent color was the honey color. He shared the same gold eyes as the short girl who smiled fondly at him. He was stiff, restrained but his eyes were focused and calculative. He would have scared me if I hadn't thought him repulsive. No matter how gorgeous he was he would never be natural to me.

The last one was the one that revolted me the most. There was something so fake about him that made you want to believe he wasn't real just so you could be disappointed, but he was. He was there in flesh and bone carved from smooth stone and called the best living sculpture in the world. It was sickening. The way he would watch the girl next to him with looks varying from deep love to a twisted hunger was the only intriguing thing. Other than that, I hated his gold eyes, his height, his hair and most of all his unnatural beautiful face.

How could everyone just be fine with them? How could they not see how nauseating such perfection is?

I needed something real, something that wouldn't make me question my own sanity.

They reminded me of that man with long black hair I had seen when I was five. He had this air of superiority and seemed so vain that I think he invented the word. I hadn't seen much more than that, I remember almost nothing of him since he wasn't important, but I could never forget such red eyes and flawless grace.

My stomach turned over bringing with it the uncomfortable need to throw up what isn't even in my stomach. I stopped just at the outline of the trees surrounding the school, taking a moment to catch my breath and calm myself.

"You ok?" Someone asked. I should know who it was, but they just were not important right now. I shook my head still concentrating on getting my body under control.

The person who had spoken took my hands in theirs. They were not smooth like my but were not as rough as my dad's. They were warm, making me ignore the chilly Forks air. I moved my hands higher feeling warm skin until I met clothes. I knew these clothes; I knew this person. I still couldn't think about what them fully, but they weren't unfamiliar, so I wasn't afraid. I pulled them close until I could feel my head meet their chest.

A heartbeat.

There was nothing more in time and real than a heartbeat. They themselves were not faultless. If you were too excited, they picked up. If you were sleeping, they slowed down. They skipped if you were lying or in love. They were betrayers to the mind, too truthful and that's why I believed them to be imperfect. I loved them.

The heartbeat under me was a little faster, I found it comforting. I breathed in deep and smelled cleanliness and pine. I took me a few more moments, still holding the person's hands and my head leaned against their chest,

"Better?" I finally could recognize the voice. Warm like his hands and sweet to a fault. I nodded my head into Tyler's chest. "Do you want to go back inside?" I shook my head. "Ok. What do you want to do?"

I thought about it and knew that I could miss lunch. I wasn't super hungry anyway. I took Tyler's hand and led us into the greenery. In almost no time we found a little spot with a large tree, semi flat land that was quiet and secluded. I pulled Tyler down to sit next to me and enjoy the silence around us.

Tyler's POV-

Ash was odd. I knew that when I first met her. I should be scared of how quickly her mood changed and how weird she acted. Instead, I just wanted to figure her out. When she ran out of the cafeteria I followed after her seeing her face twist.

I didn't expect her to cling to me once I followed her out the building. I didn't expect her to lean in and put her head on my chest. I don't think I expected to like her as much as I did.

Isn't there some saying about following the weird kid into the woods? I obviously didn't follow that advice. Besides, I didn't think I should leave her alone right now. She looked so drained, and I just wanted to cheer her up.

She picked a nice spot. I hadn't found this before, and I lived in this town my whole life. It feels nice sitting next to her without having to fill the space with jokes and match my friends' hyper energy. And best of all, Ash was holding my hand. I don't think she realized that she hadn't stopped touching me since I caught up with her.

Her hands were so soft. They fit comfortably in my own. I unknowingly squeezed her hand afraid she'd let go and I didn't want to lose her contact.

I couldn't take my eyes off her. She had her eyes closed, taking in her surroundings. I don't know what happened but if she needed these moments to ground herself, I would let her take them.

"You know you don't have to tell me what happened but if something like this happens again, I'll come after you to make sure you'll be ok." I told her. I saw the corner of her full lips lift in amusement.

"Thought I scared you off for life. It's not easy dealing with me. Just ask my parents." I think she was trying to make it seem like a joke, but an underlying bitterness gave away how hurt she was.

I shrugged. "People deal with stuff all the time. Who am I to judge?"

She turned her head sharply and looked me dead in my eyes.

God she's beautiful.

"I'm going to tell you right now, I have my bad days, I have my worst days. I'm a piece of work and I'm not sure I can be a good close friend. I don't want you to get disappointed when I fail with all my bad habits and" she tapped the side of her head "things."

"I guess I'll just have to get better at understanding you." I smiled at her.

When she smiled back, I knew I had her. "Ok."

More Tyler and Weird Ash. They're just so cute. Also, if any of you want to answer: How would you have reacted to seeing the Cullens for the first time? Would you be super attracted or weirded out? Let me know (if you want) and check out my other story Fixing What I Can.

Until Next Time - BigSmallWonder. (P.s. My birthday was yesterday)