Chapter 1- Unwelcome

Going to a new home, a new place, a new life. Is utterly terrifying. I couldn't imagine what it would be like, all those new faces staring at you like you were a shiny new toy. Everyone focusing on you. I couldn't imagine it, but somehow, it happened. Now I don't need to imagine. Its right in front of my eyes, like a red flag being waved vigorously at a bull. It was so obvious, so terrifying that I wanted to back away and hide in the shadows. I looked up at the faces surrounding my car as we drove toward forks high. I expected the normal pleased looks on their faces. But why aren't they staring with pleasure? Why aren't they staring with fascination? Why aren't they staring with envy, or pride, or happiness? Why are they staring with looks of horror on their faces, like I was going to follow them home and jump out of the shadows to bite them? There must be something wrong with me. Maybe my flame red hair with tints of black streaks? Its natural so I cant help it I guess... but still, maybe its my  huge bright gold eyes looking at the horrified faces with shyness. Perhaps it was my voice, high, shrill, alarming . Or perhaps it was my name. Ellen Cudward. It seemed to ring in my head like bells on a Christmas day. But no matter how hard I tried I could not find out what was wrong. And no matter how hard I tried I could not fix it. The faces never turned nor they ever stared. It was just a thousand eyes on one.

I vagued out for a spilt second, only having to stomp my foot so hard on the peddle it could have broken. I waited for the traffic lights to turn to Green, counting to a hundred works. Once I got to one hundred and fifty the lights flashed green,  I stomped my foot on the opposite peddle, the car shot off like a bullet. I had to slow down. I eased my foot and took a back root to avoid the red blazing eyes on my back. Forks High was your average school. Just like the one on the reservation. Bland, boring, and dull. The very thought of it would want you to collapse with exhaustion. If it weren't for my very impatient half brother sitting next to me I would have driven myself into a tree to avoid the glaring.

Parking my car as far away from everyone else as possible I jumped out, Jacob followed from behind. A rather calm face seemed to be plastered there since he woke up. I started walking towards the small houses packed together snug, surrounded by trees, expecting him to follow my every move. I turned quickly to check he was behind me, but he was still back at the old rabbit looking at the gravel with a depressed stone-like face. I sighed and walked over to him, grabbing his hand I kept very close to his side. Renesmee's bothering him again I thought glumly and pulled him towards the large unwelcoming doors of Forks High.

Renesmee , Bella and Edward had left for South America to visit the vampires that had saved there family from peril. The other half human, half vampires. And of course Jacob refused to stay, wherever Renesmee went he went too. But of course there's Bella too, she refused to let Jacob come and told him to catch up a year of school that he missed. Then the school on the Reservation expelled us. Jacob being his depressed self tried to escape the school on numerous occasions, determined to fly -or run for that matter- to South America to see Renesmee. And of course I got sucked into it as well. Trying to stop him every time was the biggest mistake of my life. The teachers of course took me into escaping as well, going to the principles office about 23 times in the last month was harsh. And getting the same blow every time. Everyone had had enough, they kicked us out. And thats how we ended up here. At this little rainy town with mean locals and menacing eyes. The rain pelted on my hair as Jake lingered by the front door, the rain could have been mistaken for tears as it slid down my cheeks and onto my hoodie. My hair, once wet played as a web as the rain got lost into the nest of wavy red hair. Jacob's face was cold and stiff, a frown etched into his handsome red-tanned skin. I wiped the rain from my pale cheeks and opened the door, pulling him in by the wrist.

It was warmer inside, obviously not as warm as Jacobs skin, his pulse drumming under my thumb. I stood at the front desk and watched the lady snap out of her horrified glare and frown at us as she gave us the slips for our classes. I pulled him through the door and down the hall, the eyes spitting like hot coals on an open fire. I held my breath as we walked into our first class, Trig. Thats when we first saw her.

The long black hair pulled around her shoulders like a delicate cape, her eyes a milky gold that swept across her papers that were neatly stacked under her straight perfect nose that dipped over the desk. A pale hand hooked the hair that had come loose from behind her ear and looked up with innocent eyes. Her face was straight, rigid even, perfect. I could feel Jacob stiffen behind me and I knew straight away. Vampire.

Her Marble Face froze as her swirling cold eyes fell onto us. It was hard to find a word for her beauty. And it made the rest of the students seem like blank faces with only a pair of red flaming eyes. I immediately felt envious of her beauty, and I felt for the other girls to put up with it everyday. I was surprised all of the eyes on us weren't turned towards the angelic face sitting beside the second window. If it weren't for Jacobs tug towards the door I would have left my eyes on the face all day. I looked up quickly and pulled Jacob away from the brass door knob. Looking into the eyes of the Teacher I shuddered, every single one of them, everyone around me, there eyes were black or red. I handed the slips to the teacher and went towards the empty desk at the back of the white room.

As we passed her I noticed the now raging eyes fall upon the grip I had on Jacobs wrist. I suddenly had the feeling she was going to get up and rip our hands apart with painful force. I shuddered and turned my head, sat down and looked out of the window to keep my swirling mind off the perfect girl sitting 3 desks up.

As the teacher droned on, causing the eyes to turn finally and ignore us, I looked down onto the parking lot and street below. The town wasn't half as bad as I thought. With its neat little shops all snuggled together , The houses dotting the green lively grass, Trucks driving past carrying at least 10 logs each about 5 metres long. The busy traffic and the familiar police cruiser bustling its way towards the station. It all seemed very peaceful. If it weren't for the eyes I actually might have liked this place.

I didn't even notice the bell go, I was so preoccupied watching a woman chase her toddler all the way to the deli that I could have stayed there all day chanting for the woman to catch the baby before something terrible happened. But of course Jake slowly stood up eventually, the sound of his chair snapped my head away from my personal movie-screen window.

I stood up and pulled Jacob toward the lunch room by  the wrist and had the same suspicion that the angel-faced goddess was going to snap and break my wrist. I sat down at the only empty table and watched the Goddess sit at a  table at the back of the cafeteria. She seemed to fill the gaping hole in the room where the creeps called the Cullen's once sat. But she was not alone. She was surrounded by Angels. One a tall boy with a long face and deep fogged up eyes, his tousle-brown hair stood up at odd angles around his jaw line that was so perfectly smooth. The girl sitting next to him, was short, fit and blond. Her pig tails pulled up by red ribbons around her perfectly shaped smiling face. And the last, was God himself. With his midnight-black hair and topaz coloured eyes  that seemed to sweep across the room in one swift movement, but this boy seemed to have colour in him and his eyes seemed set in stone rather than like they were going to change in a second. His cheeks were burned with colour and his plate was splattered with scraps from his food. He was all human. He was all natural.

It seemed that the school would always be infested with 'Cullen Creatures' so to speak as soon as  one mob left another one comes in. Almost as beautiful as before. I quickly shook my had to keep away bad thoughts. As long as I was staying on the reservation I was not aloud to thinking highly of those bloodsuckers.

I didn't eat much that day. I could feel the eyes burning my back and the depressing gloom that seemed to have an air-tight bubble around Jacob. What more I couldn't keep my eyes off the girl, I almost felt like a lesbian for a day. I shook my head again to keep the thought of me being a lesbian out of my head  I am NOT a lesbian I shuddered again and concentrated on the cracks on the far corner of the Cafeteria to stop my eyes from frolicking there way back to the perfect girl. I was obviously WAY too jealous.

The bell finally rang and I almost ran out of the room, with Jacob in tow it was a little harder since he was entirely trusting me to carry his body weight. I sighed and turned too look at him, his normal    dark eyes pained and tired. I firmly grasped his shoulders and kept him straight. “Jacob.” I finally managed too say, though it was obvious he wasn't paying any attention. “Jacob.” I said again gently shaking his shoulders and looking deeper into his hard Grey eyes. “ Jacob pull yourself together. I cant tow you everywhere.” even though I didn't believe the old native stories of the wolfmen and there hate for the blood drinkers I trusted Jacobs beliefs to help him pull through this. “ Jacob Black. Are u strong or not? Wolves are strong health and happy.” I looked at him for a response, he just slumped more towards the floor like a rag doll. “ Thats what I thought” I said hesitantly letting go of his shoulders, my hands still out stretched in fear he was going to fall, miraculously he stayed on his feet.  “Your no wolf, your a coward. A lions breakfast.” those words seemed to bring anger too his eyes like some kind of memory had been revealed that was rather forgotten.

I nodded to him and turned on my heels towards the gym. Shaking my head all the way I was fretting whether or not I should go back and check if he had gotten off to his next class okay. But soon I was too busy climbing ropes and passing balls to query any of this stuff. Everyone around me was awed at my athletic ability, so that distracted me too for a while. Finally the bell rang. All of the unfamiliar faces  of my new class mates filed out leaving me sitting in the change rooms looking at my feet and just thinking. Thinking of what it was going to  be like now. Just thinking. If it weren't for Jacob's now cheerful-ish voice calling my name I would have stayed there. In the change rooms. Just thinking of a better tomorrow. Just thinking of what could be. Just thinking.