I Believe- Carlisle Cullen Twilight fanfic

Forks High School- A Living Hell

Davina's P.O.V.

I had forgotten how good being on a motorcycle feels.

I should've worn the helmet- I was probably breaking some law by not wearing the helmet, but the wind pushing back on my face and blowing out my hair- even if it was a little chilly- felt amazing.

I only had to travel on the highway a little bit in order to get to the actual High School.

Pulling up to the school made me realize it was one of those schools where the classes were separated and small. Just bloody wonderful.

I also realized that this town looked like it was living in the 1900's still. Old, junky cars, barely a WIFI tower in the area. I bet all the students still had flip phones.

I parked my motorcycle near the front office, getting out, locking it, putting the brake down, and then throwing the tarp over it. I yanked out my bag and book, hurrying to the front office.

I opened the door, relaxing a little at the warmth.

The woman behind the desk looked up, "May I help you?"

"Um, yeah, hi." I said, awkwardness seeping in through every part of my body. Lovely. "I'm new here. Davina Michaelson?"

"One moment dear." The secretary said, turning to her old looking computer, typing in something that was probably my name, and then she hit another key and a piece of paper was printed out of the machine. "This is your schedule." She said, standing up, leaning over it with a highlighter. "These periods." She pointed to periods with nothing after them, "Are empty periods as you only signed up for the classes you needed to graduate. You are permitted to leave campus during those times if you can get back here on time."

I'd probably just hole up in the library. Wait-

Did they even have a library?

"Thank you." I replied instead, taking the piece of paper from her.

"Ah, one more thing." She said, turning to a stack of papers and lifting one up. "I believe you were the one who requested this?"

I took it from her, scanning it. It was a form to fill out for an internship at the hospital here. I'd always wanted to be a medic.

"Oh yes, thank you." I said, glancing at the stack of papers, "Is there really a lot of competition."

She smiled gently. "You're one of the serious ones, aren't you?"

"You mean that students will go for the internship without actually wanting to be in the medical field?" I asked, confused. Why would anyone do that?

She laughed, sounding a bit. . .bitter? "Yes, to get closer to Dr. Cullen. He's one of the most eligible bachelors in the town. Young too. Incredibly hot."

I snorted, "Typical."

"Good luck. I certainly hope you get the internship."

She sounded sincere. Maybe she was just glad I wasn't after the hot doctor. He probably wasn't even that hot. Or if he was, he was most definitely married.

Of course, that could make him all the more attractive.

Like Lucius Malfoy.

Oh wait no- eligible bachelor. So like Severus Snape.

I cleared my head of fantasy characters and made my way to the first class of the day: History.

I had gotten there about twenty minutes early- much to my surprise- and the teacher was surprised about my appearance. He signed the slip of paper and I made my way to the seat he showed me to.