I don't own anything but the characters I've made up and the writing itself. I don't want money for it, and I am not stephenie meyer, obviously.

Hi. I'm Roselle Alice-Marie Black. Most people call me Marie though, unless I'm in trouble… I'm ten years old, but I'm a senior in Forks High School. No, I'm not a super-genius or anything… Well, technically, I am. But that's not the point. I'm physically around 17 too, maybe forever. You see, I'm a vampire.

Okay, well not exactly… It's kinda sorta hard to explain what I am. I'm a "hybrid" (that's what mom calls us), kinda like those crappy old cars, ya know? I live with my mom, a hybrid like me, and my dad. He's a "werewolf" but really he just "phases" or shape-shifts into one. Dysfunctional, right?

My mom's name is Louiselle, but people call her Elle. My dad is Jacob, but people call him Jake. I have to pretend my mom is my sister, because she never gets older. It works though, we're practically twins, minus the fact I have slightly darker skin and hair, and my eyes are brown not blue. I got those from my dad.

ET is my kinda adopted brother. His name is Edward, after my kinda uncle. ET's dad left him when my mom married my dad, because he had a thing for mom. EW! Apparently, he took it as a slap in the face or something. I had a crush on ET when we were little, but I'm so over that. Though he is kinda hot, the whole he's-your-brother-what-the-deuce-is-wrong-with-you thing is in the back of my head. Plus, he's with my kinda-cousin Nessie.

Nessie is Edward and Bella's real daughter. She's five years older than me, and ET is two years older than me. They went off to Washington State Uni together, and they're in "love". As if there is such a thing. Anyways, Dad says I'm not old enough to go to college and visit them, that I'm not "mature", whatever that means. Oh yeah, Nessie and ET are hybrids too. Dad had this thing for Nessie when she was a baby, but it's complicated, some werewolf thing called "imprinting".

I'm dreading high school. It's my first year, I was homeschooled because I kept growing, and they didn't think I could be around humans without drinking them. "They" being my Dad. He's way over-protective, way being an understatement. I live in my own cabin. It used to be my parent's cabin, but they moved into Bella and Edward's old cabin, and I got their cabin. Bella and Edward live in the main house, since the Cullen's moved to Alaska with the Denali's, another coven. Can't be young in one place forever, eh? My parents live RIGHT NEXT DOOR to me, though. UGH!

"Grandpa" Alistair visits sometimes, but he's kinda weird. More like a grandpa to me than me biological, Carlisle, he's more like an uncle. Esme (Carlisle's wife) is the sweetest thing, and has the best advice. She's like a grandma, for sure!

Well, I'm at school, and mom is reminding me of my cover story, and that we came back for the scenery… Blahblahblah… I already know this… We never left, our cabin is tucked away neatly in the woods, nowhere near a road (sucks, you gotta walk there). Gotta go, school time. Bye diary!

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I wish my mom would stop being such a weirdo. I'm the only senior who's "sister" drops them off.

JACOB POV: I couldn't believe my little girl had grown up so fast or how much she looked like her mother. She tried to leave for school this morning looking like a hooker. "But, daddy, everyone's wearing this!" she whined.

"Not my daughter." I said, stapling my trench-coat over her until she agreed to change, saying that I was "unfair" and she hated me. Incredible what a teenager she is, for a ten-year-old. She was strong-willed, like me. Beautiful, intelligent, and determined, like her mother. It's been a while since I've phased I thought, pulling my clothes off in the forest, feeling exhilarated as I ran, phasing and howling in anguish for my little girl. She was as beautiful as the love of my life, her mother, and I'd have to beat the boys away with a stick. Anything for my little girl.

I'm still not sure I should let her go to school, she has a fiery rebellious streak. I told her any boy that deflowered her better have a ring on her finger, or I'd rip them to shreds, and she glared at me saying "daddy, what makes you think I'm not already deflowered?" I pray she was kidding.

When I told her no dating until she was 18, she said she already looked 18. I said, "Then, when your body hits 30, you can date!" knowing full well it never would. Her mother took her side, as usual, saying that we turned out alright. I don't think so! We had sex before marriage! And, Marie is too young and immature for a boyfriend.

As I phased back, I was instantly aroused by the sight of my beautiful wife naked, her pale skin shining with drops of dew, her light pink nipples erect from the cold, her golden curls falling over the tops of her breasts. I pulled her to me, to warm her.

"She'll be fine, don't worry Jake. And now that she's at school…" Her finger traced along my exposed chest seductively, "We have a whole forest and cabin to ourselves." She nibbled on my ear, her voice seductive. My hands cupped her ass, pulling her close to me, my manhood rubbing between her already-wet thighs. She moaned lightly as I kissed her neck, moving my lips to hers and kissing her with a fire and passion that was never absent, ever since our first kiss all those years ago…

Marie POV: School was fairly simple, even in the AP classes. I knew all the answers, but I kept getting distracted. There was a really beautiful guy, a new kid like me, with gorgeous blue eyes and sexy-messy blonde hair. I couldn't help but glace at his reflection in the window, and blushed as I noticed him looking back at me, probably wondering why some random chick keeps staring at him. He's the most beautiful guy I've ever seen. Emmett, Edward, Jasper, not even ET have anything on him!

And those lips, God they are SEXY! I wanna kiss him, rip the buttons off that black dress shirt, and do him here and now! Jesus Christ, Marie! Hormones, much?

The bell rang and I jumped up, blushing and walking out of the classroom as quickly as possible.

"Hey, you forgot this." A voice as smooth as satin, deep as the Grand Canyon, said. I turned, looking into those gorgeous blue eyes, my mouth agape like an idiot. My heart pounded so loud, I'm sure he could hear it. "I'm Alex." He offered, smiling.

"Uh, thanks. I'm a total space-case." I said, mentally beating myself up for making myself seem stupid. I took the bag, about to walk off to class.

"And you are?" he asked, still smiling. Crap, I forgot my name…

"Marie!" I nearly shouted, remember it out loud. "And, I'm late for Spanish."

"Do you have all AP classes too?" Alex asked. I simply nodded. "Let me walk you." He invited, offering me his arm, which is totally CHIVALROUS! I tried to keep from blushing, to no avail, as he walked me to Spanish. We couldn't sit by each other, darn assigned seating. I couldn't wait for that bell to ring!

He walked me to all my classes, knowing exactly where to go, which was totally cool. Finally, it was lunch time.

He drank from a Thermos, which I thought was kinda cute! I felt incredibly self-conscious, everyone was watching us. I hardly ate my pizza, but it was crappy cafeteria pizza anyways.

"It's so gay they're giving us homework in all our classes on the first day." I commented, taking a sip of my Red Bull.

"That's AP classes for ya though." We both said at the same time, and then laughed.

"Wanna come over to my house after school to study?" I offered, hoping that wasn't too soon.

"Sure." Alex said, as the bell rang. After school, I called mom to ask if it was okay.

"I'm glad you made a friend honey!" Mom said, like it was some kind of miracle. I got in his car, telling her I would get a ride home. A classic black Mustang. We didn't talk much on the way, except for directions.

"We have to walk, it's pretty remote, in the woods." I said, leading the way. I hoped my parents weren't at my cabin. No such luck.

"I thought you said his name was Alex?" Dad demanded.

"Yeah Jake, this is Alex." I said, relishing the disrespect in calling Dad by his first name. "This is my sister's boyfriend, Jake." I introduced Alex to him, smirking. Of course, mom was out with Bella right when I needed her.

"Alexander Smith, nice to meet you." He shook Dad's hand, smiling.

"Alright, father, we're gonna go study." I said, then my eyes widened. "I call him that, he acts like my dad, but he's not." I quickly corrected, kicking myself for making such a rookie mistake. Alex laughed, walking into my room and setting his book bag down on my bed. I followed him in, closing the door behind me.

Jacob POV: "Elle, guess what? Alex is a guy, and he's alone with your daughter in her cabin. And guess who he is?" I said into my cell phone, running my hands through my hair angrily.

"Who?" Elle asked, and I opened my mouth to tell her.

A/n: ohhhh, cliffy! Don't hate me! :D more coming up soon, hopefully tonight! if not, in the next couple weeks, I got the entire story written in my journal :D