Bella's Point Of View

I spent most of the evening cooking for Charlie, doing the homework I had already been set and e-mailing my mom for the hundredth time telling her that I was fine; all things to distract myself from the impending doom that was my second day of school.

Unlike the previous day no sunlight graced the sky and instead raindrops pelted like golf balls against my truck window. I pulled into the school parking lot and found that there was a rather expensive-looking Volvo parked in, what was my space yesterday. Oh well, I thought driving into another spot and picked up my bag from the seat. My mind was preoccupied with the car, but still it took me a few moments to notice that I would have seen this shiny car yesterday – maybe it was someone new? That would take the pressure off me for a change.

As soon as I stepped out of my truck a hand grabbed my shoulder and pulled me back. A small gasp escaped my lips before I could stop it and I was faced with the pretty girl, Jessica whom I recognised as the chattier member of the group.

“Hey,” she beamed. I honestly began to wonder how people managed to stay happy in this miserable town.

“Hi,” I replied, giving her a little wave. Silently we walked towards the building; I think she was expecting me to say something.

“So…em…what do you do…you know for fun around here?”

“Well, mostly shopping, there’s not much here, but if you go a bit further out, there’s Port Angles, oh and a great…” Well that stopped the awkward silence. Again, it astounded me how cheerful everyone was all the time, must just be new-term excitement.

Dripping cold transparent liquid from my hair and face, I slipped off my new raincoat – bought especially for Forks as I had never needed one before now and started Monday’s embarrassing experience for a second time.

“Isabella!” Eric greeted me.

“Hi Eric,” I responded courteously then had to correct him; “If you don’t mind, could you call me Bella or something, it’s just…” Before I could finish Eric filled in;

“That’s cool, Bella sounds better anyway” his eyes looked at mine for a moment longer than necessary and I found that I had to look away first.