Rediscovering Love

Edward and Bella met in High School. After graduation they lost contact and went on with their life. Years later they meet again. Both have a lot of secrets. They're both unhappy and when they bump in to each other, they start to realize that there is more than just friendship. A/H OC ExB

All disclaimer are the same... I don't know anything but the plot!


2. Chapter one: First meeting

Edward’s age: 16
Bella’s age: 16

Edward’s POV

There’s a rumor around our school. Apparently, today is the day the new student will start. Nobody knows if it is a girl or a boy or the reason why he or she is start in the middle of the year.

“Edward, are you listening?” screeches Lauren. I shake my head out of my thoughts and look at her.

“What were you saying?”

“OMG!” she yells. I still don’t understand why she speaks with abbreviations and not the actual words. “Do you call this, being the supportive boyfriend?” I shrug my shoulders and start looking  around the parking lot. Nothing unusual is happening, except, Alice who is glaring at me. Actually that’s not unusual. She hates me dating Lauren.

“What did you say, Babe?” I look back at my girlfriend.

“I said that I think that the new student will be a boy,” she tells me. “My father spoke with the principal, but he wouldn’t reveal anything.”

“Lauren, why would he tell your father anything about the new student?”

“’Cause he’s the most important person of Forks, maybe? Or did you forget that I’m the Mayor’s daughter.” Right, how could I forget that? It’s not that she’ll let me forget. I bite my tongue; otherwise I will say that out loud.

“Lauren, Babe. My class is going to start soon. I will see you at lunch.”

“SYL.” She kisses me. “FYI, I’m gonna invite the new boy to our table.” Great. I hope you hear my sarcastic tone. I start to walk to my locker, when I hear my sister yell after me.

“Edward, wait!” I stop and turn around to see her running over. “I have to speak to you about the b…” She stops midsentence. “Lauren.”

“What about her?”

“Alice!” Rosalie walks up to us and kisses my sister’s cheek. “I have to speak to you.” Rosalie looks at my sister, like she is showing her a message in her eyes.


“Yes, now.” Rosalie starts to pull Alice to her brother who is also Alice’s boyfriend, Jasper. I look at the scene in front of me amazed. What the hell just happened? I shake my head and walk further to my locker, but before I can get there, I bump into someone.

“Ooph.” I look down and see a girl lying on the ground.

 “Oh, I’m so sorry. I didn’t see you.” I reach my hand down to help her up.

“No, it’s not your fault. I was looking at the map in my hands instead of where I was going.” Her voice sounds like bells.

“You’re the new student?” I ask and even I can hear how stupid the question sounded.

“Yeah.” She smiles and finally takes my hand as I pull her to her feet. “My name is Isabella Swan, but you can call me Bella.”

“Edward Cullen. Can I help you with something?”

“Um, yeah. I’m looking for my locker.” I look at the papers in her hand and see her locker number.

“It’s your lucky day! It’s right next to my locker and I was on my way. I’ll just take you with me.” She smiles at me. When we arrive at the lockers, I help her with the combination. Afterwards I lead her to her first class: English AP.

That was the day I met Isabella Marie Swan.


Isabella’s POV

A new city, a new school. I sigh while I look at the building in front of me. I hate moving, but I can’t hate my parents for that. They love me like I’m their own, but Peter is a Marine and had to move a lot. They promised me that this is the last move. I walk up to the building and open the door with ‘Reception’ above. The lady behind the desk looks up from her papers and smiles at me.

“Can I help you, dear?”

“Uhm, yes. My name is Isabella Marie Swan. I’m the new student,” I answer her.

“Oh yes. I remember.” She ruffles through her papers and then hands me some. “This is a map of the school. This is your schedule and this is a slip that your teachers have to sign. Do you have questions?” I shake my head and look at the papers. The map looks easy, but that doesn’t say anything. I can’t read a map even if my life depends on it. My cell phone pings and I look to see I’ve got a text message. It’s from my best friend Emmett.
Go kick some ass! I’m gonna miss ya. See you soon!

I can’t help but laugh. Emmett and I met when I moved to Mayport, Florida. I remember the day like it was yesterday.


“Ugh! Do I have to go?!” I yell at my adoptive mother, Charlotte.

“Bella, Sweetie,” she whispers. “I know you hate changing schools.”

“Then why do we constantly move? I loved Hawaii.”

“I know, but your father’s job requires moving a lot.”

“I hate his job.” Charlottes smiles and gets out of the car. I follow her lead.

“Yeah, when we met I also used to hate his job, but every time that happened I thought about how your father loves his job.”

“Did that help?” I ask her.

“Most of the time.” She walks up to my new school building. “Are you coming?” I follow her and when we are inside, she registers me at my new school.

“I will appoint someone who will give you a guided tour around the school.” The receptionist tells me. “You can sit while you’re waiting.” Charlotte and I go to the waiting room.

“I will pick you up at the end of the day.” She gives me a hug and a kiss on my forehead. “I love you, Sweetie.”

“I love you too, Mom.” I don’t call her mom a lot, but when I do, I mean it. I lost my biological parents when I was young, but Charlotte and Peter Whitlock are always there for me.

“Mrs. Thompson, you called for me!” booms a giant boy from the doorway.

“Yes, Mr. McCarty. I want you to guide Miss Swan around school,” Mrs. Thomson answers the boy while pointing at me. The boy turns around and grins when he sees me.

“Emmett McCarty, nice to meet you, Miss Swan.”

“Bella, and nice to meet you too,” I smile.


That was the day he became my best friend. He’s funny as hell and so cute. We tried to date, but eventually we ended up as best friends.

“Miss Swan.” I look up to see the lady smiling at me. “You should go to your locker. Classes start in a half hour.” I nodded and walk outside. Forks High School has four separate buildings. The first one contains the reception and the Principal’s office. The second building has the gym area; the third building hosts the lunchroom and some classrooms. The last is only classrooms. Every building has a letter to indicate where you are. My locker is in building E. I look around and see the building right in front of me. I start to walk there when the first students arrive in the parking lot. I look at my map to see which corridor I must go through, but I don’t get it. Okay, it looks like a simple map, but I can’t read it. I walk further and try to find my locker when somebody crashes into me and I fall down.

“Ooph.” Damn, that hurt. Day one at a new school and already my clumsiness kicks in. I look up to see a boy with bronze hair standing above me.

“Oh, I’m so sorry. I didn’t see you.” He reaches his hand out.

“No, it’s not your fault. I was looking at the map in my hands instead of where I was going,” I answer.

“You’re the new student.” I have to laugh at that, because Forks is so small that it is obvious.

“Yeah.” I reach out and take his hand, and he pulls me to my feet. “My name is Isabella Swan, but you can call me Bella.”

“Edward Cullen. Can I help you with something?”

“Um, yeah. I’m looking for my locker.” Edward looks at my papers.

“It’s your lucky day! It’s right next to my locker and I was on my way. I’ll just take you with me.” I can’t help but smile at him. He is such a sweet guy. While walking to my locker, we start a conversation.

“Where are you from?” he asked me.

“Mayport, Florida.”

“Wow, that’s on the other side of the country.”

“I know. I hate moving, but Dad has to.”


“My father is a Marine and because of his job he has to move a lot. He promised me this is the last move.”

“Welcome to Forks.” He smiles warmly.


“Here we are.” We stop in front of some lockers and he helps me with the combination. I put my stuff inside and close the door. “Which is your first class?”

“English AP.”

“Oh, the classroom is in this building. I will guide you.”

“Thank you.” We walk through the corridors and ask each other more questions. When we arrive at the door of my classroom I smile at him.

“Thank you for helping me.”

“You’re welcome. I’m glad I could help you.” He pauses and takes a deep breath. “Do you want to sit with me at lunch?”

“Uhm, I’m not sure.”

“Come on. I will introduce you to my friends.”

“I’ll see, okay?”

“Okay. See you later.”

That was the day I met Edward Cullen.

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