Forks couldn't be more different than sunny, metropolitan Phoenix if it tried. The weather is cool, overcast, and clammy most days. Forks High School, where Bella is to start school the following day only has 358 students including Bella. Charlie picks Bella up at the Port Angles airport. Bella finds conversing with Charlie stilted at first, but they soon warm up to each other. Charlie has bought Bella a red, 1950's Chevy pickup truck, formerly owned by Quileute tribal elder Billy Black, so she can have the freedom to come and go without depending on rides in the squad car. Bella is relieved to find that the truck is a lot cooler than she had imagined. Bella takes herself to school her first day and learns to navigate the large campus that consists of many buildings. She soon realizes that she is ahead of the work in most of her classes. In general, she is a bright and talented student. Her only academic failing is gym, where she is
intention of sneaking off to join the Cullens in battle. But Edward has all ready guessed it from things she said in her sleep and insists it's out of the question. When she suggests that Seth will help her defy him, he retorts that Jake will forbid it -- and Seth will have to obey, because Jake is Sam's second-in-command. This is news to Bella. To distract her, Edward talks about the discoveries he's made while listening to the pack mind last night. For one thing, one of the wolves isn't a Quileute boy at all -- it's Leah Clearwater. Bella reflects how painful it must be for her and Sam to be in such intimate mental contact. Edward unsympathetically replies that Leah is making life as difficult as she can for the rest of them. But Bella persists: if Edward is going into danger, she refuses to be left behind. She considers asking him to stay safely with her instead. Her better part is appalled by her own selfishness, but her instincts for self-protection are stronger
"Go ahead." His voice was calm. "I don't know how to start," I admitted. "Why don't you start at the beginning... you said you didn't come up with this on your own." "No." "What got you started -- a book? A movie?" he probed. "No -- it was Saturday, at the beach." I risked a glance up at his face. He looked puzzled. "I ran into an old family friend --Jacob Black," I continued. "His dad and Charlie have been friends since I was a baby." He still looked confused. "His dad is one of the Quileute elders." I watched him carefully. His confused expression froze in place. "We went for a walk --" I edited all my scheming out of the story "-- and he was telling me some old legends -- trying to scare me, I think. He told me one..." I hesitated. "Go on," he said. "About vampires." I realized I was whispering. I couldn't look at his face now. But I saw his knuckles tighten convulsively on the wheel. "And you immediately thought of me?" Still calm. "No. He... mentioned your family."
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