I traveled down the hallway to the math room which was upstairs on the top floor. When I reached it, the door was locked and the teacher had already started her seminar.

She stopped and came to the door to let me in, I handed her the note that the secretary gave me. "Class, it looks like we have a new classmate, Mayella Coolen." I didn't want to correct her on such an obvious name. Handing me a piece of chalk, she had me write my name on the board. In large slightly messy writing, I wrote my name, nervous.

Mayella Cullen

I turned around again to face the class and tell them about myself. That's when I just stopped. I looked around, millions of eyes on me, burning a hole through my flesh. I couldn't speak, I didn't know what to say. But one thing was for sure…I was the only white girl in this school.

I looked at a sea of Indians. They all chatted amongst themselves disgusted. All except one. There was one boy in the back. His hair was long and pulled back into a ponytail that stopped at the middle of his back. His muscles were small, but tight. His dark eyes stared at me like marbles. I started sweating.

I did the one thing that I knew would work. I cupped my hands in front of me, crossing my fingers and stared at the floor. "My…my name is Mayella Cullen. I…I moved from Alaska where I've lived my entire life with my father Edward Cullen," Everyone gasped, Sweat started to pour down my hair line. Tears brimmed my eyes. "And my mother, Isabella Cullen."

Everyone started to talk amongst themselves again. The teacher grabbed an air horn off of her desk and pushed the button, the loud noise making me jump and everyone go quiet. "Now class, we've heard before that the Cullen's aren't allowed on the reservations due to some stories, but that was old superstition that isn't true now." Everyone stopped and just stared. I kept my face hidden behind my bangs.

"You may take a seat, Mayella." The teacher said as an invitation. I nodded. Keeping my head down, I walked forward, the tears slowly starting to fall. I didn't see the difference in the floor when I reached the row of desks. Scuffling forward, I caught the tip of my shoe on the ledge and tripped, my books and papers falling out of my bag and landing on the floor just I did. Everyone bust out laughing.