I blew my hair away from my face and looked at the building before me. I pondered on whether or not I should go inside as other teenagers walked in… more like scarmbled in. I rolled my eyes at the other teens spread across the campus making out behind trees, in cars even in the bushes. I licked my dry lips in anxiousness. 

I saw an Indian looking boy sitting on a picnic table to my left and I gasped at how cute he looked. I turned away so I wouldn't seem like a weirdo on my first day to Forks highschool. This was my sophmore year in highschool. I came to this little hick town to escape my crazy ex-boyfriend James. I now live with my over protective father Charlie and my over protective brother Emmett. Oh did I forget to mention that Charlie is the Chief of police? 

I pulled my self from my thoughts as I felt a tap on my shoulder and I turned around after having gotten over the initial shock. There was a nice looking boy standing behind me. "You must be Bella the new girl? Am I right or am I right?" I laughed inwardly at him. "Yes you are right and you are?" He had a huge smile on his face. "Yes I knew I was right anyway my name is Eric. The man of your dreams we may have met there before?" 

I became kind of nervous. "So would you like me to show you around?" I realized he wasn't a guy I would have to watch myself around. "Sure." Was my simple reply. My eyes widened momentarily as he grabbed my hand and I almost tripped but then I caught myself and followed him at his slightly fast pace. 

As we entered I was shocked to see it looked bigger on the inside than on the outside. I jumped out of the way of a football player being pushed against a locker and almost didn't make it in time. The boy that was smashed against a locker started laughing he had blonde hair and a pretty built body but nothing to crush over at least not to me. I looked at Eric and he seemed kind of mad. "Mike that was real cool how you almost smashed my dear Bella into those lockers!" 

"I'm sorry man I was kind of being thrown across the hall blame Tyler for it." Eric quickly pulled me down a hall. "What is your locker number?" I looked at my paper and found the number 180 and we walked to the end of the hall.