Prologue: Introduction
Sitting in the small, secluded area of a crowded, loud, noisy high school cafeteria, 5 teenagers were having a hushed conversation, five different plates of untouched food in front of them. It would just be thrown away anyways, since none of the people at that table ate. One of the teens reached out and took an apple from his tray, tossing it from hand to hand, like a baseball. His long, pale fingers deftly caught the apple, his butterscotch eyes trained on his companions.
"They're like us, I swear. One of them sits next to me in English and I saw his eyes. Can we at least talk to them?" The big, brawny one asked, unable to keep a childlike whine to his voice as he lounged out on the cafeteria. He had one arm possesively wrapped around the gorgeous blond girl leaning against his side as he kept glancing around the cafeteria expectantly, almost eagerly.
"Carlisle wanted to talk to them anyway, so I guess it'd be okay. We should invite them to sit with us." The soft brunette said, her eyes flashing from the brawny male to the one with the apple, who smiled sweetly at her, tossing his messy bronze hair out of his face and put down the piece of fruit to gently take her hand, his thumb running smooth circles on the back of it in a slow, soothing motion.
"Great idea, love, if they come in here at all. We don't know their...habits yet" The bronze haired boy said, looking up towards the cafeteria door. 4 other people walked in, looking slightly awkward, and almost a bit afraid. They made their way into the lunchline, the smallest of them leading the way boldly. They did not look at anything other than straight ahead of them, and they did not speak, but you could tell some sort of silent communication was passing between the four of them as they moved through the crawling line.
A few of them looked similar, twins almost, but all (including the 5 at the table) had some form of pale skin, from fresh fallen snow to almost a gey-white pallor, and any range of golden brown or dark eyes, almost to black. Each one was also in some way incredibly attractive, and this still included the 5 at the table. Other students whispered furiously, spreading gossip about the beautiful new students, and their resemblance to the ones sitting at the table, but none if it seemed to bother either group as they went about their important discussions, or lack-there-of in the case of the quartet.
"Well, I guess I'll go get them." The brunette said then, when no one made a move to get up and greet the small band of newcomers. She slid her hand out of the Adonis-like bronze haired boy and rose to her feet, hurrying across the cafeteria to meet the strange new group.