I walked quickly through the grave yard to where I knew it would be. I came to halt in front of a simple headstone with a simple message.

Here lies Isabella 'Bella' Marie Swan,

Beloved Daughter and Friend

Born Sept. 13th 1988, Died Sept. 15th 2006

I placed the single red rose I had bought with me on the ground in front of the gravestone and let myself think of Bella. And of me.

Bella Swan was human. She was dead. Bella died of a broken heart. 93 years ago.

I, Marie Penn, was a vampire who fed on animals instead of humans. I was also dead but at the same time I was living. I was 111 years old.

Bella had died in Forks. I had moved to Forks a little over a year ago. Or should I say moved back?

Bella and I had two things in common. First, we both had broken hearts. Bella died because of it, I was living with it. Second, well I didn't really like to think about it, it was too painful.

With that thought I turned and headed back to my car; today was my first day as a Junior at Forks High and I couldn't wait to see my friends again.

I jumped into my black VW beetle and drove, well sped would be a more accurate description, to school.

I pulled into my favourite car park, it was the closest to the schools entrance, and got out of my car only to be crash tackled by my closest friend Lila Jackson. Lila was the granddaughter of Angela Webber and they were very much alike. She accepted me for who I was and didn't ask silly questions.

"Hey Lila, how was your holiday?" I asked laughing at her insane enthusiasm.

"It was great, but it would have been better if you were here," she answered stepping back.

I locked my car and we linked arms and headed into school to get our timetables.

"I'm sorry," I told her as we walked, "My uncle offered to let me stay at his place in Spain, and I couldn't say no."

I didn't have an uncle, but I was in Spain.

"That's ok," relpied Lila, "So are you fluent in Spanish now?"

"Just about," I replied as we fell into step on our way inside.

Everyone was excited, today 5 new students were starting at Forks High. I found it amusing, clearly nothing had changed, new students in a small school was a big thing. I smiled remembering my first day. Everyone was so excited that their heart rates were increased making it a challenging day for me. Luckily I had prepared well, spending the entire week leading up to that day hunting continuously. Now I only had to hunt once a fortnight. Mind you it had to be a good hunting trip but once a fortnight was usually enough. On the odd sunny when I couldn't come to school, I went hunting just to be sure. That and I had nothing else to do.

"So have you heard about the new students?" I enquired feigning interest. Truth be told I was a petrified that one of them would be my singer and I wouldn't be able to resist and then I'd have to leave Lila behind, one of the first real friends I'd had in centuries.

"Yeah, I feel sorry for them. They'll be like the shiny new toy in play group that everyone wants to play with," Lila answered me. I smiled a little remembering my first day, it was exactly as Lila had just put it.

"I'm sure they'll be fine, they have each other remember?" I said as Ms Butterworth handed us our schedules for the semester. Lila nodded in agreement as she studied hers.

"What have you got first?" I asked.

"Drama, Geography, then Art"

"Damn I have Spanish, History then Biology. See you at lunch? Usual spot?"

"Yep," Lila answered popping her p as she walked towards the drama rooms.

Spanish and History passed without any sign of the new students and I was hoping that I wouldn't see them til lunchtime. I wasn't that lucky.

I was sitting in my usual seat at biology, I was lucky enough to have a whole bench to myself.

Then he walked in.

"Ah," said the teacher, Mr Green I think his name was. "Everyone, this is our new student, Edward Mason. Please make him feel welcome."