Right, well, this is my first, shall I say, "Official" fanfic. Yup. Not much more to say. Enjoy:

Chapter One: News of an Arrival

How easily humans were driven to excitement. Something as trivial as the first day of school could have them all riled up—it was completely illogical. Of course, I didn't feel as strongly, considering this would be the fourteenth time I'd be entering my junior year. And the second time at this particular school.

Still, I has the comfort of my loving family to get through the prison known as 'High School', and they were much more than I ever deserved.

Alice, with her uplifting nature and all around brilliance. Her visions made tomorrow worth living. I couldn't ask for a better best friend.

Jasper, with his calming nature and sympathy. No one else quite understands me the way he does. Wonderful friend and brother for sure.

Emmett, with his brotherly love and absurdly tight hugs. I'm sure that, if I were human, I'd have been crushed to death ages ago. Still, I wouldn't replace any other brother for him.

Rosalie, with her stunning beauty and knack at mechanics. I swear, I don't think I've seen a more impressive vehicle than hers. I definitely wouldn't have anyone else check mycar.

Carlisle, with his caring nature and unfailing advice. He's always been there through thick and thin. Father of the year, I'd say.

Esme, with her dotting mother habits and fixation on household duties. Her love is almost smothering at times. But, I know I'm loved when she's around.

And, so where does that leave me? Isabella Cullen? In this family of love and togetherness, I am Bella—the girl who, despite being a vampire, manages to be clumsy beyond belief. With the ability to control people's actions with my mind, everyone jokes that it leaves me less control over my own. Sometimes I can't help but agree...

Bur, great siblings and parents aside, I still couldn't help but wince at the mention of school. So, here I was, sitting on the edge of a tan leather couch, staring off into space and listening to Alice fumbling about in her room.

She—like most people—was rather anxious about school. I thought the idea of Alice being nervous to be plain silly, but, seeing her frantic face full of disarray in my doorway, I knew that she wasn't kidding when she expressed her feelings about this.

Her petite figure was trembling and her head became a blur of black and white as she shook her head, her spikes bounding around. "Bella!" she cried, tearless sobs escaping her chest. "I-I..."

I was at her side in an instant, my deep gold eyes boring into hers as I asked, "What's the matter, Alice?"

"I..." her bleak face stopped shaking for a moment as she wailed out, "I don't know what to wear!"

I had suspected as much.

Still, I rested an arm around her shoulder, squeezing her reassuringly. "Don't worry—you look fine no matter what you wear." It was the truth. Alice's pixie-like frame was too stunningly beautiful to be marred by fashion.

"B-but, Bella..." she began. I could tell where she was going with this from the second she appeared at my door, but I humored her anyway.

"Yes?"

"Maybe... if I dress you up... I'll be inspired for my own outfit!" She beamed up at me now.

Yup. I knew it.

As Much as I wanted to retreat my arm and run as fast as my legs would carry me, I inwardly sighed and said, "If you really think it will help..."

Her expression became blank for a moment—vision face, of course. Suddenly, her face lit up, "Silly Bella! I don't think I know!" I couldn't help but count on that coming true.

As abruptly as she had appeared, she whisked me off in her iron grip toward her room. And—taking in her smile—I couldn't help but feel like maybe I shouldn't have agreed to this. But, before I could make a run for it, Alice was grabbing at my hair, arranging it in several different fashions in a matter of seconds.

I could hear her muttering phrases to herself, "Oh, he'll never like this...", "Maybe a pony tail...", "I wonder if he's partial to hair color...".

I froze upon hearing a certain pronoun twice. "He?" I asked, tentatively, trying to in vain to hide the curiosity in my voice.

Alice took on a knowing look and began messing around with various combinations and outfits before answering my probing stares. "Okay," she sighed. "I admit it. I saw a vision..."

I stayed motionless, and, when she didn't elaborate, I pressed, "About?"

She let loose another sigh and her words began flowing freely, "Okay, I saw a vision about this vampire that's settling down near town and I thought since you're the only one without a mate... you might... be... interested?" She had good reason to end that statement with a question.

My adoring family had carefully taken it upon themselves to find me a mate three times before. Sadly, two ended up running away, screaming, and the third was thrown out by an over protective Emmett for... unpleasantness.

I looked at Alice warily, "And, what gave you that impression?"

"Well," she placed a hand thoughtfully under her chin. "If I recall correctly, he's your age, he'll be in two of your classes, and he'll be absolutely gorgeous."

"Um." I raised an eyebrow in Alice's direction. "How are you so informed?"

She bit her lip, chuckling nervously. "So I was a bit interested in how things would go—I couldn't help it."

I sighed, defeated, and shook my head incredulously. "You're the best, Alice."

At that, my sister beamed and sprayed some toxic-smelling substance in my hair. "It'll make it bouncier," she said, defensively at my glare.

"It better," I muttered, unable to keep from laughing with my sister.

We still had a while until we were to go to school and Alice took the liberty to meticulously pick out everyone's outfits. 'To make a good impression', she had retorted to our complaints. Though, I think she was enjoying herself too much for her own good.

And so that's how I was informed of a certain new vampire. As if my first day in hell couldn't get any worse...