Hey, hey, my lovelies!

So those of you who was reading this story before I decided to renovate it know details of this story already. Welcome back if you chose to read the new version. Welcome to those who have given this story a chance for the very first time :D

I will warn the previous readers of this story however that a lot has changed from the first story. I hope some of you think that it is better this way. For those who don't, please let me know and I'll see if it is something that I can fix for you.

I want to thank everyone who read before for coming back, I know you've waited a while for an update but have to start right from scratch instead. I'm sorry but I just wasn't happy with the first draft and I think that is why I'm not able to update it.

And just quickly note that the main character 'Vanessa' or 'Nessie' is now called 'Nessa'. It became confusing having two Nessie's in the story. I hope you guys don't mind.

Those of you who are new, just to let you know that this is a Jacob Imprint story! And in later chapters, there will be LEMONS. Bad language is frequent throughout the story!

And you will notice that the chapters are shorter, but that means more and more frequent updates (hopefully) :D

I Don't Own Twilight!

Without further ado...Enjoy!

Chapter One

Trance State

Vanessa's Point of View

"Get your lazy ass up Sister!" a booming male voice bellowed from outside my bedroom door.

Steven.

The deep baritone of it bounced around the room and I groaned loudly as it made my head pound harshly. I buried my face deep into my pillow to block out the persistent thudding on my bedroom door.

"Stop burying your face in the damn pillow and get your ass up for the umpteenth time! I will get the water, you know I will and if need be, the Apple." he threatened again. I rolled my eyes behind my lids but couldn't stop the small smile from spreading across my lips at his predictability.

"Come on, you know he's not joking, Nessa. I think I can even hear the tap running now. Stop being a lazy bones and get your butt up, okay?"

I groaned at their insistent nagging and cursed my brothers for keeping me up so late last night. Stupid school report card! Sighing, I turned over in bed, bringing the pillow up over my head as my face remained buried deep within it. I heard heavy footsteps ascending the stairs again and my brother's voice called through the door again.

"Nessa, he's coming down the hall. Come on now." he chuckled and I could imagine him shaking his head.

I groaned again and reluctantly sat up in bed. There was no way I was willing to risk a wet bed and/or a wet, throbbing head. I knew that my brother was practically willing me to defy him and remain in bed just so that he could carry out his rude awakening. I threw the pillow off to the side and scratched my head, stretching hugely. My back popped a few times and I sighed in relief.

There was another knock at the door and my brother, Caleb's voice sounded through it, much more amused than he was before. "Seriously, Ness, you know he's not joking. In fact, he's right beside me no, smirking to himself. You know I won't be able to stop him now, especially when he starts count-."

"Three…" Steven's voice sounded again, initiating the count down I know all too well. Okay, this was rather funny when I was eight, but now, being 16, it was just darn annoying. "…Two…"

"Alright! I'm up!" I screamed and launched myself out of bed as Steven busted through the door, carrying a litre bottle full to the brim of what only could be, considering whom my brother was, ice cold water.

He froze just inside the doorway and I had to fight to hide my smirk at the abrupt fall in his expression when he spotted me standing beside my bed in my tank top and shorts, my hair resembling a beehive on crack and my face imprinted with the creases of my pillow. He glanced between me and the water a couple of times before he sighed and let his arm, and the water, drop to his side.

"Good...you're up. Get ready for school, okay?" he commanded, reluctantly removing his presence from my room.

I couldn't help but let the smirk loose as I watched his back disappear down the hallway. I stifled a laugh as Caleb, who was stood just beside the outside of my bedroom doorway, caught my gaze and grinned. He chucked softly and shook his head before winking at me.

"Do as he says and get ready okay? I'll have breakfast waiting for you downstairs." he informed me, pushing off the door-frame before disappearing down the hallway after our brother.

I giggled quietly and moved over to shut my bedroom door before stripping down from my night clothes. I threw on some fresh underwear and then slid my long, tanned legs into some skinny beige pants. Rifling through my drawer for a second, I plucked out a long sleeved, dark brown shirt. I walked over to my wardrobe and took out a knitted, sleeveless tunic top, puling it over the top of my shirt and then shoved my feet into my brown, buckled boots that reached my calves.

I shoved everything I'd need for my day into a straw tote bag and slung it onto my bed ready for when I left the room before walking over to my vanity to accessorise. With a heavy heart, I opened my jewellery box and took out what I had left of my mother...a ring, her engagement ring to be precise as well as her silver charm bracelet that I had bought her for the last birthday she ever celebrated with us. Taking a deep breath, I slid on the jewellery before slamming my jewellery box closed.

I took my phone off charge and shoved it into my tote bag along with my car keys. I smirked, thinking about the early birthday present my brothers had recently purchased for me. Best birthday present ever! I left the room with my bag hung on my shoulder and made my way down the stairs.

As I hit the bottom step, all my brothers looked up from whatever they were doing to smile at me and give me their 'good morning's, which of course I returned in kind. I looked them all over, smiling wider when I saw that every single one of them were dressed like GQ models that had literally just jumped from the page of the magazine spread for hottest guys of the year.

You probably want to know all about these hot brothers of mine. Well, I have six of them...yeah, that's right, I said six. It sucks I know. I have no sisters at all, only the company of six testosterone filled guys that loved to bicker, wrestle, bet and goof around. Now, it sucked being the only girl; but it sucked even more when I was the youngest. And let me tell you, most of them loved reminding me of that fact, especially my brother Erik. He was only one year older then me. He bounced up to me and pulled me to him, instantly pulling me into a loose headlock that I could have broken easily and I did, but not before he was able to give me a monkey scrub and mess up my hair.

"Morning, lil' sis!" he greeted. I glared up at him and smiled sarcastically, ignoring the fact that I looked like a frizzy poodle. I rubbed my eyes. "Tired?"

"Well yeah! What do you expect when you keep me up until way past one in the morning?" I asked, rhetorically as I rolled my eyes at their grins. I shook my head, stifling my smile as I 'stomped' into the kitchen. I wasn't mad at them, not really.

But then, as I entered the kitchen, something tacked to the fridge caught my eyes and I groaned. They all laughed in the living room and of course they knew exactly what I was groaning at. "You put it on the fridge?!"

Their laughter increased as I popped my head out the kitchen. I saw them all nod and I scowled.

"Awe, come on, lil' sis! It's an awesome report! We're allowed to be proud, aren't we?" Ryan chuckled. I scowled deeper and they laughed some more.

Ryan was three years older than me and was quite the goof ball. He got on best with my brother Steven, who was of course the one who threatened me with the water this morning. Steven was 4 years older than me but also Andrew's twin brother.

"I guess..." I grumbled with a half shrug. Then I folded my arms and scowled at all of them. "You know, it's hardly fair that you've dragged me out of bed and I'm now fully dressed when you guys are barely even half dressed." I complained.

"Yeah but that's only because we only take, like, 5 minutes, probably not even that. You take, like...forever." Erik snorted, rolling his eyes. I cocked an eyebrow before scowling at him.

"It took me 20 minutes!" I protested. He snorted again.

"Exactly."

"Sure, whatever, Idiot." I replied, chuckling humorously as I turned back into the kitchen.

I pulled a bowl out the cupboard above my head and then a spoon out of the draw to my right. Opening another cupboard, I did 'eenie, meenie, minnie, mo' between my favourite cereal – Kellogg's Krave and Cookie Crisp. I smiled as I pulled the box of Krave cereal down from its resting place and poured myself a healthy mountain into the bowl.

"Hey, you ready for school today?" Caleb asked as he pulled himself another bowl down, helping himself to my cereal after shooting me a questioning glance and I smiled back. I shrugged on my way to the kitchen island stools.

"Not really. I mean, it's just school. What I don't get is the fact that you, Damien and the twins are going back to school. I mean, come one, Damien has just turned 22!" I exclaimed, shaking my head.

"Nessa, none of us finished high school remember? This is the first year since...well, since then, that any of us are going back to school. D wants to graduate this year. He only had a year left. I had two left and the twins had just started high school at that point." he replied, taking a seat next to me. Despite my mountain of cereal, his was Mount Everest.

"You better buy me some more of that this week." I told him, pointing my spoon at his bowl. He chuckled around a mouthful and nodded. "but anyway, yes, I get all that but did you have to come to the same school as me, really?"

He chuckled again, I think finally understanding why I was complaining so much about this. "Ah, I see...You think you're good ol' big brothers will cramp your style." He teased, poking me in the side with the handle of his spoon. I rolled my eyes at him but didn't deny it. T was because of that and for the fact that there was no way in hell that I would be able to get a boyfriend in these next three years of high school. "Don't worry, Sis, I'll try reign Damien in for you, okay?"

I nodded. "Okay...thanks." I replied with a smile. I finished off my cereal and then got up to rinse off my bowl and spoon before putting them into the dishwasher. Caleb followed suit, despite having to conquer Mount Everest.

"You two ready to go?" Damien asked as he walked into the kitchen.

We both nodded and followed him towards the garage. Steven walked by me and handed me my bag. I smiled in thanks and then he followed me to my car, my baby – my sakhir orange BMW Convertible, the M^ model. It was an early birthday present from my brothers, my birthday not being until October 19th. It had amazing cream leather interiors and more technology than I could even hope to understand fitted into the damn thing but it was fucking awesome to drive.

I wouldn't let any of my brothers drive it, apart from Caleb who drove it home from the dealership a couple of weeks ago, and they hated me for it. Oh well, they would get over it.

Andrew, Steven and Caleb climbed into my car with me, Caleb claiming shotgun for himself. The other two grumbled as they clamoured into the back but were both pretty happy once they spotted the mini TVs in the back of the headrests of our chairs. I rolled my eyes at them and they grinned back at me. I looked to my right to see Damien, Erik and Ryan climbing into Damien's black Audi R8 Spyder.

Another beautiful car.

I suspected that there would be a lot of drooling guys at school today, and no, not because I was going there either.

I allowed Damien to leave the garage first and then proceeded to follow him towards the high school. The three guys laughed and joked in my ears on the way there but thankfully, the wind blasting past my ears had silenced them a little. I did notice a few people turning to look at us as we zoomed past houses and public places. The youngsters gaped and the oldies just shook their heads with either a scowl from the grumpy oldies or a fond smile from the laid back ones. Those one were my favourite.

It didn't take us long to get to Forks High School. I mean, it wasn't a very large town, tiny in fact so the high school was, predictably, small as well. I think all the years combined only summed up to about 500 kids. There was 4 classes of 30 for each year, about 125 pupils per year so it would be easy enough to make friends...I hoped.

Now it was time for the part I was looking forward to all morning – the arrival. As I suspected, as we pulled up into the parking lot of the school, head after head turned our way and I watched as each one of their jaws dropped when they spotted us. I felt a smugness course through me but tried not to let my smugness control me, knowing that I was very privileged to have a car even remotely as extravagant or expensive as this one.

I schooled my face and kept my gaze straight ahead and on Damien's Audi as he manoeuvred through the throngs of people to the very back of the lot. I rolled my eyes at his predictability. He wouldn't want his precious baby to get scratched. Pftt, who was I kidding? I didn't want my baby to get scratched but I wasn't about to park across two spaces to ensure that it didn't, just like Damien was doing before me.

I giggled as Caleb rolled his eyes and shook his head, pointing to the space next to Damien's bumper. I parked just as the other car was unloading. Damien was by my door in the next second, being a gentleman as he pulled it open and offered me his hand. I smiled in thanks and grabbed it, letting him hoist me gently from the car. He then predictably threw an arm across my shoulders – forever the protective one, Damien of mine.

The guys were lounging against the cars, their arms crossed tightly over their bulging chests in an attempt to appear intimidating to the rest of the student population. I think that they succeeded with most but a few just wouldn't bite. I walked up to Erik and shoved him off my baby, polishing the smudge he left behind. I scowled at his innocently smiling face.

Standing under Damien's arm, I surveyed the parking lot as well but not for people – for cars. I had to admit that I was quite the car junkie. I couldn't resist a good, sporty car or even a classic. I could see a lot of old model Fords and Chevys but nearer the front entrance of the school, my eyes spied a piece of awesomeness that was my baby's parent model – the BMW M3 convertible. I smiled, thinking this person had amazing taste in cars as well as paint jobs. Cherry red. Nice.

Parked beside the beautiful BMW was a hulking Jeep that had to belong to a BIG guy. I couldn't imagine a small, petite girl driving a monster the size of what I was seeing. I watched as a humongous man hoisted himself out of it. I knew I had to have been right. A couple of other guys climbed out as well but my eyes slid over them to a silver Volvo. Such a girly car, I wouldn't mind meeting this chick.

Unlike all the other older model Fords here in the parking lot, the one I saw parked next to the Jeep was rather polished and new looking. It was clear that the owner really loved that ride. Beside the truck was a Volkswagen Rabbit and I had to smile at the classic. I had to admit that it had to be my favourite out of the four cars. Anyone who could appreciate a good classic was awesome in my book.

It was then that I felt a tap on my shoulder and I turned, smiling at a pretty blonde haired girl stood beside me gaping at my car. Her eyes were sparkling and she had a goofy smile on her face. I giggled, not that she noticed, and I shared a look with my brothers. They smirked.

"Um, hey there-"

"WOW...OH my God! So much redness! I want it! I love it!" She breathed, never looking at me though she continued to tap my shoulder. I bit back a laugh.

"Thanks, erm...it's actually orange." I corrected her. She shook her head at the technicalities and I had to giggle again. She reached a hand towards my baby.

"Can I touch it?"

"No." I said, simply.

"Why not?" she asked as her hand continued to get closer to my smooth, shiny paint job. I slapped it gently and she came out of her trance, looking up at me as if she only just noticed I was even here. I heard chuckles behind me and I smiled. "Oh…Sorry. Was I acting weird? Damn it! I'm sorry. You're car is…"

"Wow. You already said." I finished her sentence with a friendly smile. She blushed and giggled, scratching her head. I smiled, warmly. "I'm Nessa, or Nessie whichever. What's your name?"

"Melanie. Mel. Um…sorry about that just then. It was…I usually go into this kind of trance state whenever I see an awesome car. When I first saw that Volvo. Wow." She rambled. I smiled, glancing over to it. I nodded in approval.

"It's an awesome Volvo." I agreed. She beamed and nodded, theatrically. She was a car junkie. I was going to get on with this girl.

"It sure is. Well…Sorry again. I'll just go. Sorry." And with that, she practically ran off towards her beetle bug car and I smiled, liking her classic 'Herbie' paint job choice. When I turned back to my brothers, they were smirking and shaking their heads.

"What?" I asked innocently.

"You just can't help yourself, huh?" Damien asked, chuckling while throwing his arm around my shoulder again before leading me through the parking lot.

"You're all just jealous because I'm such a natural at making friends and because I have some natural charm that you guys so obviously lack." I accused.

He just laughed and didn't deny it as we approached the stairs to the main building. I couldn't help my eyes travelling towards the four nice cars I'd spotted, seeing that their owners were now out of them and slouched against their vehicles. I was surprised to see them staring back at us, watching us with a critical eye but trying not to be rude about it.

I was sure that it looked weird to watch me walking with six hulking guys, one of which who had his bulking arm across my shoulders, weighing me down slightly. Their gazes seemed to flicker between me and my brothers. I was surprised to see the worry on their faces.

I looked up at Damien, shocked to see him glaring at a bronze haired guy who had his arm wrapped around a brunette girl. She was holding onto another smaller girl's hand. She couldn't have been taller than 5 foot. Around the three of them were about four huge russet skinned guys that were all gorgeous. They all kinda reminded me of my brothers but...not. There was just something about them that I seemed to connect with spiritually.

One caught my gaze and smiled at me. He had his arm wrapped around a small girl who looked freakishly like the bronze haired guy and his girlfriend. I smiled back at him before diverting my gaze but not before I saw his little girlfriend's wave aimed my way.

I tapped Damien's side because I noticed that he was still glaring at the boy and he was being rude. But the boy wasn't looking away either. Actually, it looked like they were challenging each other. Just great, like we needed to make any enemies on our first day here. I tapped him again and he glanced down at me, huffing before looking back at the boy, who frowned when he didn't appear to be intimidating my brother.

He leaned down and whispered something to his girlfriend but she shook her head, looking worriedly back at him as his expression turned frustrated, like he couldn't get something done.

And then we rounded the corner and they disappeared from view. We climbed the steps just as Erik asked, "Who the hell were they?" Damien remained thoughtful for a minute.

"I dunno but stay on your toes. I don't like the looks of them. Besides, they smell...off." He warned us as we entered the main office. Damien put on his 'people smile' as said, "Hi. I'm Damien Night. These are my siblings. We're just starting this year."

"Of course, Mr. Night. Hello, I'm Mrs. Martins." She seemed flustered to have Damien in her sight, just like every girl was when they were face to face with one of my brothers. They were my brothers but I wasn't blind. Even I knew that they were drop dead gorgeous. "We have your schedules ready. Just one moment." And then she was gone for about three minutes by my watch.

"Here we go. Damien, Caleb, Eric, Andrew, Steven, Ryan and Vanessa Night. Yes?"

"That'd be us." He replied, politely, smiling brilliantly. She seemed to get lost in his smile before she caught herself and smiled back, handing the schedules to Damien.

"Yes, here you all are. I'm right in saying that yourself, Caleb, Andrew and Steven are older than the customary high school, correct?" She asked, pleasantly. Damien and the other three mentioned all nodded. "Well, as you know, that won't be a problem but the principle just asked me to remind you that you have an age advantage to all the other students and hopes that you will set the right examples for them whilst you finish off your high school careers." She told us.

"Oh, of course Mrs. Martins. We don't want to cause trouble. We simply want to graduate now since we never had the opportunity before now. But please, tell the principle that his message was delivered loud and clear so he has no need to worry." Caleb replied, sweetly. Mrs. Martins blushed and nodded at my brother, smiling like a lunatic.

"Okay, thank you. Have a nice day. Don't hesitate to call if you need anything." She added that with a slight seductive tone and he smiled smugly, nodding slightly. She noticed and tried to smile seductively. She was rather young. In her early twenties.

"Sure thing. You too." Damien replied, placing his arm over my shoulders again before we exited the office.

We all started to laugh when we were back in the parking lot. We still had ten minutes before classes started and we walked past the group of people by the Volvo again. Again, they watched us and Damien…again…had the glaring stand-off with the bronze haired guy. Damn, I wish I knew his name so that I didn't have to call him that all the time.

He won though as the bronze haired guy looked away and held his arm tighter around his girlfriend. I noticed that most of them were looking worriedly at me again. I smiled as a pixie looking girl and she smiled back, seeming surprised but happy that she received my smile in the first place. . She waved and I looked away, smirking. I really was a natural at making friends.

We got back to the cars where we still could sense their gazes on us and I noticed that Damien placed me just out of their view behind his body and that my other brothers formed a protective circle around me. I suppressed a sigh. Stupid overly protective buggers.

"I think they're vamps, you know." Damien confided. Caleb and the others frowned, looking over to them. They looked away when they saw that we were looking, though the russet guys took longer in peering away. It was clear that their curiosity came from deeper sources.

"You think? What makes you think that?" Caleb asked seriously. Damien sighed.

"They don't have heartbeats." He put simply. My eyes widened as I tried to listen for the heartbeats that should be where they were standing but I could only hear five. The four russet skinned guys as well as the small girl one of them was holding but girl's heartbeats was different, like a fluttering of a hummingbird's wings.

Weird.

"I mean it. Please watch yourselves."

We all nodded in agreement, even myself despite the weird curiosity bubbling up inside of me, and began towards the school again as the bell rang.

So there you have it.

The first few chapters will remain relatively the same, I think with a few details like Nessie's name now being Nessa and even the colour of her car.

Of course you should have noticed that I've changed Edward and Bella's roles in the story, being teachers not students and of course, I've integrated Paul earlier on in the story than he had been because let's face it, we all love some Paul :D

It'll be later on in the story where things change more. I hope you guys liked this chapter as well as the changes that are to come later on.

There is also a Photobucket album for this story on my account. The link is on my profile. Pictures of the Night family are on there as well as the two cars. Hope you enjoy!

Please, please review! :) I know a lot of you placed me on Author Alert so I expect to hear from all of you and to know what you think :D

Thanks for reading!

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