*Annabell's POV

  I want to throw my arm clock out the window. I wasn't able to sleep tonight at all. Again. Nothing I do about it now. Gotta get up a ready.

  Mom and I came up with a perfect system to help me with clothes. I reize the material and what kind of clothes I have in my hands but I have no way of cheg the om used to help me with that and cimed that dark green and blue, white and bck, suit me the most so I wear mostly bd dark blue jeans. To that, I have a thing for shirts and hoodies so that's what I wear all the time. I have some ordinary trousers and T-shirts as well, but these I wear mainly at home or for my walks in the forest.

  Mom and I came up with an idea of putting the clothes in a specific order so I knew where is what color. Not that it matters mue. However I don't really o give people another reason fhing at me or pitying me. Every time we did the undry, mom would put the clothes in the same order as before. I have most of my clothes in a closet with shelves. Owo top shelves are my most favorite shirts, red, blue and bck checked fnnel and pin darkest blue ones. in the middle are green shirts, uhem are bdershirts on the right and white ones on the left side of the shelf and otom shelves are blue and bck jeans.

  Now it's auntie Marry who helps me with that... The hoodies are hanged in sed closet from left tht, from bd blue to green.

  Today I'll wear bck jeans, bdershirt and the blue checked fogether with my beloved leather bat boots. I like having my hair simply down my back. I b it and put a sitle hair-clip with a bck rose on the left. Since I ot see it, I never felt a o use any kind of makeup except for a soft lipstick to keep my lips smooth.

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  "God, I'm hungry." ing to kit, I turhe kettle on and put teaspoon of coffee in the mug. Before the water boiled I put fkes into a bowl and took yogurt fre, mixed it together, put oable, finished making the coffee and sat to, in my opinion, perfect breakfast.

  Monday... I groaned internally. But... there is a slight ce that I won't be the ter of attention today. udents, as of today, are all the whole school has been talking about, for aire week. Puys don't know what awaits them here.

  There are supposed to be five new kids ing to Forks high. Three boys and two girls. Four of them are apparently foster children of Dr. Cullen and his wife who moved here because they were tired of life iy. The fifth one is quite a mystery. Supposedly he's some family friend of theirs, wao move here and was allowed to stay with them. Maybe I won't be the only one who likes it here anymore. I thought with hope. And unusually with a smile, I left the house.   There is a narrow path through the forest, eg my house and school yard. You o walk through a bush to get on it so I don't think many people use it, if anybody has a clue that it is there, at all. Beside me that is. I use it to get to school so I don't have to have someoo drive me there.

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  Arriving at school, twenty minutes earlier to avoid the turmoil around the arrival of udents, I ght to my still empty and prepare for the first css. It's math. For me, it is all only theoretical and sometimes I wonder why exactly I study it when I won't be able to use it even if I wao, like almost all of the subjects.

  Although, I love history and literature. When I was little I wanted a painting of me such as Dorian Gray has in The Picture of Dorian Gray. I was imagining that the blindness would be absorbed by the painting like all the bad things Dorian did and I would be able to really see my mom...

  The first bell rang and the css filled with excited chatter of the students.

  "Did you see them?" Jessica was ecstatic."They are all so beautiful." breathed Ange."How could anybody not see them?!" added Mike and the whole group ughed at his not really inal joke on me. I acted like I didn't hear them.

  Thankfully, ringing of the bell cut them off and the lesson began. Mrs. Marshall still had to call for the attentioimes and in the end had to send some of the most excited girls out to the hallway to calm down.

  Anyway, there still could be heard whispering."Ah, imagihe big one carrying you in his arms..." said one girl wistfully."It's too bad, these two look like they are a thing. You know?" started anirl to giggle. "But the weird, Alice-girl is like glued to the other ohough that cutie doesn't pay her any mind, she is beautiful. I am afraid when she's not good enough for him, none will be." grumbled different one in a sad tone."Ohh, who would care for those two with girls whehird one is definitely alone!" giggled anirl.To that she received a disappointed ent "Yea, but he didn't show up..."

  First day of school for them and he doesn't e, guess I got my hopes up for nothing. He has probably some stupid teenager reason for moving here, like getting away from parents or something. I rather focused on teacher's expnation of the principals and history of algebra.

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  After two lessons of math I had Spanish and the remaining lessons today are all practical ones so I go home. There is an assigo history css, due tomorrow. Meaning, I have a pn for the rest of the day set.

  *Jasper's POV

  When I got to school, after a long discussion on why should I go there like Cullens, it was already a fourth css. Perfebsp;I thought, annoyed because I still don't know why I am here. Peter only kept repeating that it is important for me to go and insisted on that I'll find out soon enough. Well, it better be worth my time. So far I have no idea what I'm doing here.

  Walking towards my new Spanish css I caught a smell remi of a Pine wood? I found it quite stra didn't pay much attention to it.

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  I'm so killing him. Peter's gonna pay for this. I promised the douchebag in my mind. This is worse than torture! The whole female popution here is driving me mad. They are watg me like a brand new pair of famous shoes put on sale. And their unstoppable whispering. This. Is. Crazy! Also their lust whehey steal a not really subtle g me. Or jealousy and hate, when Rose came to the css greeting me in a very friendly way. This is SO annoying! How in the world am I supposed to trate on the subjeot that I'd actually though. Why AM I here?!

  Edward's self-righteous sneer, seeing how unfortable I am just adding to my irritation.

  After 'surviving' two more csses in the same manner without breaking a desk over Edward's head or killing some of the more daring and so more annoying girls, I call it a success.

  Finally I get outta here. I have enough of the dumb humans and I wasn't here even full day. To get rid of them was harder than I inally thought. In the end, I had to leave the school with Rose and Em in his Hummer, as to not raise a suspi by simply disappearing. I swear everyone was watg me. Halfway to their house I got out of the car. "See ya, bro" and "Take care" was all Em and Rose said with sympathetic smiles and then I was gone. Being around those two was always easy and usually fun.

  While running aimlessly through the forest, ing my head, somehow I found my way to the piree and boulder where I saw the gree eyes ever. Additionally realizing, that these eyes weren't among all those followihroughout the time I spent at school today.

  Guess I see why she would like this particur part of the forest. It is secluded and has very calming atmosphere. I thought to myself and id down on the moss, like I found her. I put my hands under my head imagining her rea and w what she'd say if she found me here.

  Where are you? Will you e here again?