" So, ya come here often?" the cab driver asked me.
I shook my head trying not to breathe. His smell wasn't pleasant, but I wasn't taking any chances. My eyes need to stay the same topaz color for my…er…interview you could say. If my heart were beating it would be like a humming bird's wings. I was nervous. I wasn't sure what I was even going for. Maybe to find someone like me, maybe just so I can find a roof over my head. The Cullen's were a very famous clan. I tried to rid my head of any thoughts of what went on that historical day. Edward could read minds. I knew I wasn't going to be an exception to that gift. Only Bella. Lucky.
He pulled up to the long winding driveway. He stopped and turned around to face me. He was a chubby man. I could tell he smoked because he had yellow teeth and thinning hair. He looked nervous.
" Uh, ma'am?" he stuttered nervously. " I was, uh, wondering if I could, um… have your number possibly?" I smiled. Silly human. Didn't he know I was sixteen? In a way. I was flattered though.
I shook my head.
"I'm sorry," I told the old man. " I'm only sixteen. I don't think that would work out well." His eyes got real wide.
"Oh…I'm sorry," he said embarrassed. I handed him my last 50 and told him to keep the change. He tried to thank me, but I was already out the door.
Forks weather was always perfect for vampires. It was almost always rainy and cloudy. No wonder they chose to live here. I walk slowly up the hill, stalling. I could hear people in the house walking towards the door. They've spotted me. I wish I could hold up a white flag and say I'm not an enemy, but alas I did not have one on me. I gripped my violin case tighter and kept on walking. I could only hear whispers of what was being said in the house. They were urgent and harsh.
If only they knew why I was here.
Finally I got to the door. I could hear people on the other side. I held my breath and knocked.
The door swung open to reveal a handsome man. He looked about thirty but you could never know. He was definitely a vampire. You could tell by his eyes. Topaz. Not red, thank God. He was Carlisle Cullen, the 'father' of the clan.
" Hello?" he said calmly.
This is what I've been waiting for.
" Hello," I said trying to keep my voice steady, " my name is Angelica. May I please come in? I promise I won't cause any trouble. I just want to talk."
He hesitated which was rare for him. " Come right on in."
He let me walk in to tense air. There was a girl with spiky black hair sitting on the steps watching me. This was Alice, I think. Her personality is spunky and friendly. She had cold eyes though, watching me. I was in their territory, and I was a stranger.
Everyone else was hiding for now. Someone was in the room above us. They kept shifting their wait as if they were nervous.
"Would you like to go to the dining room?" Mr. Cullen asked.
I shook my head. " If you don't mind I would like to stay here." You never know what could go wrong.
He nodded as if he understood. He paused waiting for me to explain why I was here.
I took a deep breath and started talking.
" Like I said, my name is Angelica. As you can see by my eyes and pale skin, I am a vampire. Do I hunt humans? No." I've practiced this speech for a month. " I don't really know exactly why I'm here. Maybe for your advice. Maybe to have a roof over my head for a little while. I don't want to be rude, so let me know if I am, please."
He looked at me and without turning around he called in a normal voice level, " Edward, could you please come here?" I saw him run down the stair at a speed humans wouldn't be able to see. He had bronze hair and full lips. His eyes were the same color as Carlisle's. He didn't look angry but a tense vibe came off of him.
" Yes?" he asked in a tight voice.
" Do you think we should allow Angelica to say her story?"
He looked at me intensely for a few minutes. I just remembered he could read my thoughts. If I could blush, I would've.
" How do you know my ability?" Edward asked me.
" You're pretty famous. Word of mouth."
He listened to my thoughts for a little longer. I gave a shorter version of my story in my head so he could see I mean no harm.
He finally spoke, " She is no threat. I guess we should."
So, I began my story.
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