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The bright lights of the sun shone into my room of my cottage in New Hampshire. Here I lived with my Mother and walls. It was actually amusing to see the sun shine today, since it was always so overcast. This was my usual life, wake up, get ready, go to school, come home, eat dinner, go to bed. My mother was exactly the same way. We were two peas in a pod, she was my equal.

Today, I wasn't particularly happy. Mom had to go on a one-month business trip. Aleast she'd call everynight, and beg for a resaon to come home. She missed me alot when she went away on these trips, as I did her. That was the reason I found a hard,chartruese piece of paper waiting for me on the dinner table.

Carlie,

I'm so sorry I could'nt be here. It will probably be so boring in India that I'll beg my boss to fire me, just to come home. Oh, honey. I'm going to miss you alot. I'm going to e-mail you every night! Tell me everything about your day, mine won't be very exciting. Meeting, meeting, meeting,meeting.

I love you,

Mom.

This was my mom, the mom that gave me life, the mom that always fed me. Without my dad. My dad was the one who left when she was pregnant and never came back. I was happy I didn't have that dad.

Of course, I knew all about my mom's past. The wolf pack, the Cullens, everything. It was nice knowing it all, not having to be the one the secret is being hid from.

This was just a normal Monday in my life. I went to Herbert H. Jones High in my tenth year. Today, we were getting new students. Transfers from Texas. Why they'd go this far was much beyond my comprehension. But, then again, I wasn't in any honors classes.

I was choosing out what to wear and do with my hair today as I picked cheerio-by-cheerio and spooned it into my mouth. Conclusively, I ended up in a pair of skinny jeans and a hot pink tank with a black, white, and pink hoodie. I curled my hair into gentle waves flowing down the middle of my back. My hair looked like a sea of brown and bronze. I applied my make up quickly and took a short look in the mirror. I looked like I always did, like a well-dressed version of my mother. My homework was finished, my bed was made, the dishes were clean. I was done with my daily duties. My legs carried my weight to my car, a used sentra. It was old, but I loved it.

My first period was boring as usual. You could always expect Mrs. Longhorn to create another phrase to drone on and on about. Second period went quickly as Mr. Vanlen talked about the periodic table of elements. Third period was my most exciting period. I love that Ms. Bertrand can create such fun lesson plans, we got to play with whipped cream yesterday to discover the joys of heavy cream. She was so fun. Lunch was next, why they had lunch this early, was beyond me.

I sat with my usual group, Grace, John, Jenna and Ryan. Grace was not my very best friend, she was actually the dumbest blonde I'd ever met. She had one asked me how to spell mouse. John wasn't my favorite either, actually he kinda gave off that creepy, over-baring stalker vibe. Jenna was the greatest and most beautiful girl I'd ever met. We did everything together, shopping, eating, walking. We shared it. Jenna has beautiful hair, not purple but not black. her eyes were a bright blue and she stunned every guy who walked past her. Ryan was a brown-haired, boy gone wild... and Jenna's boyfriend. They were a cute couple, but Jenna deserved something better than him.

That's when I saw them. The new students. The most beautiful things I had ever seen. Five of them. There was a blonde girl, pretty and statuesque. Any girl in the lunchroom had probably taken a large chunk out of their self esteem at the sight of her. Next to her was a breath-taking spikey haired girl. She was almost pixie looking. To the left of her was a tall, wonderful, Blonde boy. There was a large one, too. Curly and dark hair and large muscles. The last one was the one I noticed most. He was staring at me intently, almost glaring. His eyes were pitch black and his hair was a messy bronze. Almost like mine. He was lanky, less muscular than the others. I didn't know which one was most Dazzling.

"Jenna?" I said to the gorgeous girl to my right.

"yeah, Car-Car?" My nickname. Her voice made it sound sophisticated.

"Who are they?" My voice was filled with wonder.

"Oh, They are the Family from Texas. I don't know their names yet."

I could'nt say anything. I was taking in the inhumanely beautiful people across the lunch room.

I finally tore my eyes off of the family, and went up to my locker. I felt the bronze haired boy's eyes on me the whole time.

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"Hello." A smooth flowing voice rang inside my ears. It was too low to be Jenna's and too velvety to be anyone else's.

I shut the locker in my face to reveal the Bronze haired boy leaning against the lockers next to me.

I felt heat rise to my cheeks.

"uhm. Hi." I said nervously. Who knew what this guy was? A molester? Stalker?

"That is a very pretty braclet." He pointed his skinny, white fingers to my arm. My braclet hung there. It wasn't anything special. Just a gift from Jacob to my mother.

"Er. thanks." The blood was flowing more heavily to my pale face.

His face was plastered with a crooked grin. I couldn't help but silently gasp.

"What's your name?" He questioned with the same crooked smile.

"I'm Carlie. Carlie Cullen." My voice trembeled a bit at the end.

A dozen emotions played on his face. It finally settled at shocked.

"What?" I asked skimming my hand five inches from his face.

" Oh, nothing." And with that, he walked away. Without a name, a smile.

Just a composed, blank face.

"Okay.." I muttered this under my breath and turned to face my next class room. Biology.

My hand slid down my pocket to grab my key. I had to make sure it was there, or else I was screwed.I felt the piece of metal there. It was of course, an innapropriat time to get my key. But, eh, did I really care?

As I entered biology, I saw the boy again. Sitting at my table. His face was graffitied with calm. Different from what I saw previously. I sat next to him and flipped my hair around my shoulder to make a shield between us.

" I'm very sorry." he apologized without looking up from his notes.

I just sat there, but then gathered up the courage to reply.

"'kay." I sounded so ugly next to him.

Not a It's fine or that's okay came out of my mouth.

I didn't say anything, neither did he. For the whole period, he kept his tense position in his chair. And when the bell rang, he was out of the class room quickly.

I sighed, This boy was such and oddity. And for some reason, I craved his company in a brotherly way.

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