Why me?

k, here is chapter two!
Bella goes to forks!
I own NOTHING. Not the characters, the songs mentioned. Nothing but the plot.
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It was raining the day I left. I sat outside in front of Jason's grave for hours before leaving. My mother and Phill stood by the car for awhile but walked home after roughly an hour. I talked to him. I told him I was sorry. I told him I understood if he hated me. I told him everything I could think of. I cried, and laid down over his grave, I didn't want to leave him.
He was my baby brother. I was suppose to love and protect him. But I didn't. I killed him. No matter what the judge said, I knew it was my fault.
Around 3 in the afternoon my mom came and got me and pulled me to the packed car.
"Baby, it's time to go to Forks now. Everything will be okay." She stroked my hair and fought back tears as she wrapped a warm blanket around my shoulders and pulled my into the backseat of Phill's car. She sat in the back with me as Phill drove to the airport. All the while she whispered comforts in my ear and tried to reassure me, life would be okay in time.
I wanted to believe her. That everything was okay, but no matter how hard I tried I couldn't.
Lost in my own thoughts I survived the plane ride with no problem, and the car ride with dad, and then finally unpacking my things.
"Bells, do you want to eat?" He called from downstairs.
"No thanks, dad.I'm not hungry" I replied then shut my door to hide out from any more questions he might have about me, mom, Phill, or Jason. I turned throwing myself on the bed and sucking in a heavy breath. Sinking my face into the pillows I let out a scream, the scream turned in to a cry. The cry turned into a sob, and the sob turned in to dreamless sleep as the rain battered heavily at my window.
The next day I woke up to Charlie, my dad, knocking at my door to the beat of the same pitter-patter of rain. I let out a deep groan and rolled out of bed.
"I'm up, dad" I said staggering to get my cloths and necessaries together before getting in the shower. I heard him vacate downstairs and could smell bacon and eggs cooking. It made me sick. After throwing up, and then cleaning up I made my way downstairs. Pretending to smile at Charlie.
"Want some breakfast? I remember bacon and eggs used to be your favorite" He smiled offered me a plate a burned bacon and undercooked eggs. I grimaced and Charlie just laughed "They're not that bad!"
I shrugged and gave him a hug, heading for the door. I wasn't sure where I was going since it was either walk to school or ride with dad. But I'm pretty sure I chose to walk that day. That is until I got on the porch and saw the old red trucked outside. Giving it a strange look I turned to go inside and ask dad if someone was here and I had just over-looked them. But he was already propped in the doorway smiling.
"Did I miss something" I asked furrowing my brow.
"No. It's your's. I bought it off Billy Black. As a welcome home present." He waited, observing my face to see my reaction. So I forced another smile and gave him another hug. "I'm not sure if you can drive anymore, but I thought it might help"
"It's perfect. Much better than walking in the rain" I said before running out to the truck and getting in. I made it half-way down the road before crying. He made a point. Why could I drive? Aren't you suppose to have some strange irrational fear of driving after something like this happens?
I arrived at the school pretty quickly, and pulled into an empty space. Charlie had brought me by the day before to fill out paper work and get my schedule.
Closing my eyes I took a deep breath. "No one knows." I repeated to myself for a good 10 minutes. When I opened them I noticed more people were there now. I thought of my truck and blushed alittle, though I had a ride it surely wasn't up to standards for everyone else. Even if I loved it. But I was surprised to see the nicest car there was pulling in. A new Silver Volvo. I felt a lot less embarrassed.
Which as much determination as I could gather I got out and headed inside, paying no heed to those around me. Before I could escape to my first class I was stopped.
"Isabella Swan, right?" A boy about my age stopped me, a wife grin played over his face.
"Umm, hi?" I said awkwardly not sure if I should know his or not "And it's Bella, thanks"
"Eric, Eric Yorkie" He extended his hand to me with the utmost enthusiasm. I shook it tentatively and waited for him to leave me be. But he didn't. Instead he followed like a puppy, waiting for a bone.
"Do you need any help? Maybe finding classes?" He asked when I remained silent. I said no but thank you and kept walking. The day went on just like that. Eric at my side. That is until lunch came around. He made me sit next to him, with his friends. I vaguely recalled their names. Jessica and Lauren maybe? And I think the other girl was Angela? The guys being Mike, Ben and of course Eric. Their names easy to remember as they were the most 'helpful' people in the school.
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Edward's POV
I made my way into the cafeteria that day my head had been filled all day with the buzz of this new girl. Isabella Swan, or Bella as she called herself. All of us eager to see what the fuzz was about. Jasper and Alice stepped into the crowded room first. I felt a flicker of anguish flash over us and I saw Jasper freeze up.
"What's wrong, Jasper?" I asked just above a whisper
'It's this sense of absolutely and completely anguish. Like feeling death, and taking over this entire room. Only it's coming from one person..' He though calmly I saw him take a deep breath as he worked at controlling the situation.
"From who?" I inquired more concerned now.
"the new girl." I must have been looking at him weird cause he just shrugged and then sat down at the table where we sat.
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Bella's POV
"Who are they?" I asked baffled that such people live in a town like this.
"The Cullen's and the Hale's." one of the unnamed girls replied.
"The short girl and the blond guy are Alice Cullen and Jasper Hale. And they are together" One of the other girls chimed in.
"And the big guy and the blond guy are together too. Emmett and Rosalie!" The final and least friendly girl added.
"But who's he?" I asked eying the bronze hair angelic one.
"Edward. But trust me. He's not your type. Plus he refuses to date anyone here" I felt myself frowning again. And saw a flash of resentment on the girls face. I looked back at Edward. Was he smirking.
About 5 minutes later another group walked into the room. A sudden hush fell over my ears. I looked at the 3 in almost awe. There was a fair skin guy with long blond hair, a strange fair skinned girl with fiery red hair, she almost seemed catlike, and the last a olive skinned guy with darker hair. I felt the ominous feeling in the air as they approached the table where I sat.
The blond haired one came over as the other two stood and waited on him.
"Why don't you sit with us?" I was astounded by his words. So much so I couldn't protest, I just followed leaving those at the table behind. I heard something like a growl from the Cullen's table but didn't think much about it.
Throughout lunch the three talked to me. There was James the blond haired one. Victoria the girl. And Laurent who stood out the most of the three. James was the nicest of them all and showed a serious interest in me. For the first time since I woke up in the hospital I forgot about the wreck and my brother.
As the bell rang James walked me to class. I was surprised to find out the only empty seat was next to Edward Cullen. I took my seat hoping no one would notice me, but of course I have to fall over a stack of books on my way there. I looked up to see him laughing alittle, when he caught me looked he stopped. I took my seat, avoiding his eyes.
"Hi, I'm Edward Cullen. You must be Bella Swan, right?" He asked, his voice like satin to my ears.
"Um yeah, hi." I fumbled with my words. When I looked up he was just staring. With the most frustrating look. I didn't know what I had done, or even if I had done something. But I was pretty sure I did.
"So. You're part of James's crowd?" He asked the frustration becoming much less noticeable now.
"No, not really. But he seems like a very nice guy." I heard him snort.
"Sure he is." I knew of course he was being sarcastic.
"Well has he ever done anything to you?" I ask raising one eyebrow.
"Not directly." Sensing my sudden rubble of frustration with him, he backed off. "He's just not a very good guy."
I frowned at him for a moment. He quickly changed the subject. We spent most of the rest of the class talking. I found myself lost in his topaz brown eyes till I heard the bell ring. I expected my ever so helpful puppy to follow me to my next class but he didn't appear. Instead James was there. I though it was odd at first. But Edward pushing James out of his way and onto me took me took my mind off everything.
The smell of his cologne and his chest against mine, was nearly more than I could bare. Even though I didn't know him very well my hormones were raging. Though it was more than likely only because of my medicine, but that was as far from my mind as anything else.
"Asshole" I heard James say, tearing me from my own little fantasy.
"Why don't you prey on another helpless girl, James? You see good at that" Edward spat back at him.
"Why don't you go fuck yourself?"James retorted before wrapping his arm around my shoulder before escorting me away.
"What was that all about?" I asked noticing the halls were emptying. School was over? Already?
"Cullen's just a fuckhead." He replied shortly.
"Well something had to have happened for you two to hate each other so much."
"I dated this girl last summer." He sighed "But we broke up and she accused me of a lot of things. All of them were complete bullshit though."
"Things?" I asked tentatively. My interest had been sparked/
"Do you need a ride home?" He asked changing the subject quickly. I decided not to press the matter for awhile.
"Um no. I have my truck. Thanks though." I smiled and waved then ran off to my truck.
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Another non-smutty chapter, but in good stories you have to build up to that kind of shit. Not "zomg pornnnnnn" hehe
But the smut is on it way, errr next chapter or the one after that.
Also, I know my writing skill aren't perfect. Please please please Pardon me, and review. Seriously.