Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters; they are all Stephenie Meyer's.

Ever wondered how different Twilight would have been, if Bella's first day at Forks High School was sunny and the Cullens were not there?

Chapter 1

Bella's Point Of View

I ducked out of my truck, trying to avoid the already glaring eyes bearing down upon me, I was careful not to make too much noise. Unfortunately I failed miserably as I dropped my school bag, then when turning around and leaning over a puddle; I slipped and fell against the door causing an audible bang. My cheeks burned and I began to wish I'd parked under a tree in the shade when at least the darkness would have concealed my embarrassment a little. Sighing, I bent down, lifted the bag and flung it across my shoulder.

Following the parade of students and desperately thinking back to the map of the school I'd looked at, I stared up at the mostly blue sky. Typical, I thought after all the summers of dull clouds, torrential rain and nothing to do; my first day at school where I'd be trapped inside all day was similar to that of a chillier Monday in Phoenix. By now I'd reached a building, guessing my way I found a classroom appropriately decorated with examples of essays mounted on the walls and filled with shelves, stacked with books, most of which I recognised as they were classics. The teacher fiddling with a projector nodded and smiled, then gestured towards a seat on the left hand side of the classroom away from the window where light was streaming in. At least I could just sit down and stay unnoticed…or so I thought. A scruffy boy with an oversized rucksack which hit the table with a thump made me jump and look up. His smile spread further across his face when I made eye contact with him. Sliding into the chair on my right he held out a hand, which I uneasily took. He then shyly but cheerfully said "Hi. Eric," and withdrew his hand. My blank expression must have appeared to be confused as he mumbled "I mean my name's Eric, you must be new."

"Hi, Eric, I'm Bella," I whispered back quickly as the lesson had begun and I didn't want to be told off on my first day. Fragmented conversation continued throughout the lesson when the teacher's back was turned and was mostly one sided, with Eric doing just about all of the talking. Luckily the topic we were supposed to be studying I was familiar with so there was no need to take notes and I could zone in and out of the lesson.

As I had anticipated the day followed this pattern of being directed where to sit and then surrounded by eager classmates attempting to make friends with me. I was almost grateful when lunch came – until I was dragged over to a table by a girl whose name I thought was Jessica or something. There was no need to introduce myself since everyone seemed to know who I was already. Questions came at me from all directions:

"Where're you from?"

"Why did you move?"

"How do you like Forks?"

"Isn't your dad police chief Swan?"

My answers were automatic, "Phoenix, to live with my dad who is the police chief here. I've been to Forks a lot as he lives here and yes I like Forks" half of this, however, was a lie. That's why I hate first days when you're the only new one – not that I've done this much – where everyone wants to know everything, but they don't really care at all. Bt Christmas not one person will be bothered about who I am.

I can't wait for that to come.

The bell rang piercingly and I wandered off towards Biology, thankful for the small school where it was impossible to get lost. As I ambled into the lab, I was motioned to by an aging man at the front of the classroom; his name badge said Mr Banner. He made me stand awkwardly at the front waiting for everyone else to file in. Now I was starting to recognise a few faces; some more friendly than others. Eventually I was pointed towards an empty desk – which suited me fine.

Once we were dismissed I gathered up my books and turned to face an over excited boy I remembered from lunch.

"Mike, isn't it?" I asked, now realising that this probably wasn't Mike and I'd just made a fool of myself. By the look on his face, I was lucky and had finally got something right today.

"How's it going?" he questioned curiously. How am I supposed to answer that when I feel like I've been thrown into the deep end of a pool, surrounded by people judging me and I suddenly and inconveniently forget how to swim.

"Great" I replied.

I then headed off, followed by Mike, to the worst class of the day which was so bad I considered running into the wall just to get out of gym. As Mike kept talking I didn't get that opportunity and ended up at the door to the girls' changing rooms.

I had to endure sixty minutes of bouncing a shuttlecock off a racquet and over a net or in my case waving a dangerous weapon into the faces of innocent bystanders. The poor boy from Biology had been partnered with me, which made his face light up. I took this however as a sign he was more keen on being able to look heroic than actually wanting to play as a team, which I had no problem with. In fact it was probably safer this way. Towards the end of the painful hour I retreated back to the changing rooms filled with girls re-applying their make-up and complaining about the how the sun had not lasted. Being Forks, the glorious sunshine had not stayed long and had disappeared, bringing with it darkness and - of course – rain. The final bell sounded and I dashed through the wet to the main office again to hand in the slip of paper. The kind lady behind the desk beamed at me but didn't have a chance to speak as I darted off out the door and into my new, old truck. Thank god that's over I thought, a whole seventeen hours before I have to face it again.

Author's Note

That's the end of the first chapter hope you liked it, for all those wondering where are our beloved Cullens? They are coming! I had so much fun writing this and would appreciate a review or two to get me motivated to carry on writing. Thanks for reading! Bye for now :-) (coolbeaniostwilightrules7)