Chapter One
I sighed heavily, here I was starting high school, again, I'd done this three times and honestly it didn't appeal to me one bit after the first time, but I have to keep up the human charade. I don't look older than eighteen and technically I'm not, but if we're actually counting the years, then I am 164 years old. Okay that's probably confused you a little right? Okay I'll explain, my name is Isabella Salvatore, but I prefer Bella, I am a vampire, and this is my story.
I grew up in Mystic Falls, Virginia, along with my brothers, Stefan and Damon, I am the middle child. But there were problems. Well when we were kids we were as close as anything, but then Katherine arrived and she ruined everything. My brothers both fell in love with her, and it turned them against each other. On the last night of our lives, Katherine was killed in a fire along with twenty six others, all of them vampires, the council had discovered them and wanted rid of them.
I hated Katherine, but wanted to help my brothers, but they were shot, by our father. He really was an evil man, but only the three of us actually saw that. I had drank blood earlier in the day, not willingly, Katherine had compelled me to. And when my father saw me crying over my brothers he shot me too. I woke up and saw my brothers arguing about Katherine. "Both of you shut up," I'd said. "No offence but Katherine was a whore, but by the looks of things we're going to be like this for eternity, we need to stick together and not argue,"
We found humans to feed on and that was the last time I fed off a human, well technically. I do drink human blood, but it's donated no one has died for it. Stefan chooses what we vampires call the vegetarian diet, and Damon, well he likes to charm women and drink them and then compel them to forget everything. I don't agree with him but he's my brother and sometimes I am all he has, because although his relationship with Stefan is getting better, there is still some animosity between them.
Anyway, back to the present, I am not in Mystic Falls, currently, I am in Forks, Washington. My brothers know I'm here but I have decided to have some time alone. I got out of my car an Audi R8 if you must know, and walked into the building. "I'm sorry Miss Salvatore, but you have no medical records, we require those, among other things," said the secretary. I compelled her to allow me into the school. I was given a schedule and walked towards the history room.
"Okay class please begin," said the teacher. I knocked on the door, as soon as it opened I could smell 5 vampires. I stared, one of them I knew, Jasper Whitlock was in the army with my brother, and had been a friend when we were human. "I'm sorry miss who are you," said the teacher, looking me up and down,
"I'm Bella Salvatore, but before we begin let me tell you that if you look at me like that again, I will have my brothers down here so fast you won't have time to blink," I said. "Now where's my seat,"
"You can sit at the back next to the Cullens," he said, as people in the class snickered.
I walked towards the back and sat next to Jasper, who looked at me as if in recognition. "Hi Jasper," I said.
"Hey Bella," he said. "You haven't changed,"
"Neither have you," I said.
"Okay who are you," said the pixie like vampire, looking a little jealous.
"This is Bella, I knew her since I was in the army with her brother," he said. "Bella this is my wife Alice,"
"It's nice to meet you," I said. "And you have nothing to worry about,"
"I know that now," she said. "But you seem different,"
"I guess I am a more traditional version of our kind," I said.
"What with fangs," said the big vampire laughing.
"Yes," I said. "I have fangs, A stake can kill me, and I can burn in the sun, but I have a piece of jewellery that protects me,"
"Wow," he said. "You're not stronger than me though,"
"No, I'm probably stronger," I said. "I drink human blood, only donated though,"
"Enough talking at the back," said the teacher. "To see if you were all paying attention, can any of you tell me..." he was cut off by the loud ringing of the bell, had we really been talking that long?