Forks High School looked exactly how Elias Rowan imagined it would.
Small.
Gray.
Quiet.
He adjusted the strap of his backpack as he stepped through the front doors.
Everyone turned to look at the new guy.
Typical.
He moved through the hallway toward the office, trying to ignore the stares.
But something strange happened the moment he entered the cafeteria later that day.
His eyes landed on a table in the corner.
Five unbelievably beautiful people sat there.
The Cullens.
One of them—small, pixie-like, with short dark hair—suddenly looked up.
Her golden eyes locked onto his.
And she froze.
It felt like lightning striking between them.
Elias couldn't look away.
Neither could she.
Slowly, the girl stood.
Her gaze was filled with something intense.
Wonder.
Recognition.
Like she had just found something she had been searching for forever.
Then she walked straight toward him.