Chapter One

"Please! Don't hurt me!" she screamed.

I smiled, evilly.

"Not a chance," I cackled.

I dug down into the human's neck. The blood was delicious, satisfying. I didn't stop until I had drunk it all. After the life was sucked out of the human, I arose to my feet and licked the blood of my lips and headed home. The wind blew in my hair as I sped towards the house my sister and I shared with our creator, Kimberly.

Inside the house, my sister was sitting on the couch reading a novel our teacher had assigned for English class.

"How was the hunt, Olivia?" Isabella asked.

"Fine," I muttered.

Isabella threw her book to the ground and ran towards me.

"You killed another human!" she cried.

I hissed at her.

"Olivia, you can't do that! You should be a vegetarian vampire, like Kimberly and I," she frowned.

"I wouldn't call Kimberly a vegetarian, if you asked me," I pointed out. Kimberly sometimes drank human's blood, but not as much as I. You could call me a monster, I wouldn't care. I am what I am, and that's that.

I dashed up to my bedroom and dumped all of the books out of my backpack. I started tearing the pages, one by one. At the back of a book, was invitation to a sleepover given to me by Sharon.

"Wouldn't do much sleeping if I were there," I snickered. "No one would live if I were there."

I glanced at the pictures on my wall. The first was a picture of my sister and I as humans. We were at a pool, Isabella splashing and playing while I floated on my tube. The second was of the Olympic coven: Carlisle, Esme, Emmet, Rosalie, Alice, Jasper, Edward, Bella, and Renesmee. As I came across Bella, I snarled. I had always had much interest in Edward. Since the day I met him. Bella was Edward's mate, and I envied Bella. The third was me. My curly, dark blonde hair was in the way of my evil, yet beautiful face. I was just staring at the camera, evilly. A monster. The last was a picture of Kimberly. Normal and boring. Kimberly was once a pre-school teacher, but she had to quit because of all the accidents that happened and she could barley control herself. Now Kimberly is a teacher at private school. Kimberly Morse.

I sat at my bed all night, until it was morning. I shoved all of my books into my backpack and jumped off my balcony. I landed safely on the ground. Isabella was already waiting for me by the door.

"Good morning, Olivia."

"Hi."

Isabella's curly, shoulder length hair was pulled back into a bun. She wore a white long-sleeved shirt, a black vest, and a khaki skirt. It was basically the opposite of myself.

My wild, curly hair was in my face, as usual. I wore a sleeveless brown shirt and ripped jeans.

"I'll race you to the alley," I challenged.

"Bring it." Isabella smiled. "Go!"

We ran down the streets as fast as lighting. We were at the alley in no time. I passed the garbage can first.

"And Olivia Morse wins again!" I chortled. "In favor of Isabella Morse!"

Isabella punched my shoulder, playfully. Then, she stared at the garbage can by the abandoned garage. And with her mind, she moved it farther from us.

"Tomorrow we race again," she grinned.

We shook hands and headed towards West High School.

I covered my nose during biology and shifted my head towards the clock. Five minutes until lunch. I looked down at my text book and tried to concentrate. No luck. School is so stupid. Why do kids even need to learn?

The bell rang and I was out of my seat in milliseconds. I sped down the hall to the cafeteria. I grabbed an apple and a can of soda in the lunch line.

At my lunch table sat Edward Cullen, Bella Cullen, Renesmee Cullen, Alice Cullen, Emmet Cullen, Jasper Hale, Rosalie Hale, and Isabella. I grabbed the chair and plumped myself into the seat. I glared at Bella and then came across Edward's face. I smiled sweetly.

Renesmee Cullen was the only one of us who was eating. Though she preferred blood, she was quite capable of eating human food. Disgusting. How could she eat such things?

"Autumn is staring at you." Emmet nudged his brother in ribs. "Is there a single girl in this room who is not staring at you?"

"The lunch lady?" Isabella suggested. "No wait, she's staring at you too."

Bella put Edward's hand in her's.

"But my Edward doesn't care about any of those girls, do you?" Bella asked.

"No, love," Edward answered with a smile.

I snarled lowly at Bella. She pretended to concentrate on Edward's face, but I knew she heard me.

I needed revenge. Edward should love me and me only. I am much closer to his age than her. She's not even that pretty. Sure, her features are beautiful, but otherwise she is quite ugly. I am gorgeous and evil. Some might find their unruly curly hair hideous, but mine is a charm. It suits me.

Edward must have heard me and shot me a dirty look.

Whatever, I thought. Love that woman.