A/N: I Lost a major bet on this one… My cousin bet me I couldn't eat an entire tablespoon of cinnamon and if I lost I had to read the twilight saga, if I won she had to pay for concert tickets. Anyway the series is actually pretty good, so I'm writing a Fic. In this fic Bree survived and lives with the Cullens. This entire story is from my O.C Zeke's POV, his personality is a fusion of mine, my cousin chris, and this dude that was my guide in Yellowstone, Ryan all three of us have similar personalites but have some major differences

Preface

The only thing in life that has ever been certain to me is death; it's a lesson that's been etched in the scars of my arms, in the scars on my face, and in my eyes. Now my entire reality has been distorted by one secret revealed: She's a vampire.

The Scars On My Hand

"Zeke here has been involved in another altercation at school" I heard my principal tell my brother, the only family I had left.

I couldn't hear my brother's response but I know it didn't match his thoughts, he probably said "Again, he's in major trouble over here" his thoughts were probably "Way to go lil' bro. You should have put knife in his leg though instead of just disarming him". I grinned at this speculative thought. I heard my principle sigh and turn to me.

"Well, Mister Hawk I would like to know what possessed you to punch Max in the face while he had the knife out?" She asked sternly, but I could tell there was a little smug pride in her voice.

"He called me a freak"

"So you punched him."

"Hell no, I flicked him off then he said 'Oh. The little bastard's getting defensive' than I punched him."

"He had a knife, your lucky you only got cut on the arm, you don't need another scar on your face."

I shrugged. "Can I go now?" I asked

I didn't let her answer before I walked out of the office and then out of the school. I also caught my first glimpse of her: Bree Cullen.

The Cullens had just moved to Seattle, Doctor Carlisle and his wife Esme, and all there adopted children. Edward and his girlfriend/stepsister Bella, Alice and her stepbrother/boyfriend Jasper, Renesseme and her stepbrother/boyfriend Jacob, Rosalie and her stepbrother Emmett, with the way Rosalie flirted I could never be sure if her and Emmett were an item but I assume so, and lastly Bree. She always seemed alone even within her own little family. She always seemed sad, I guess I could see why, everyone in her family had someone special, where was her's, but then again life's not fair.

She caught me looking at her, and I turned in the other direction. I walked slowly, casually deliberately to my Harley, and to my great surprise Bree was leaning against my bike waiting for me.

Oh shit I thought.

"Hey," she said brightly

"Hi" I said back a little guarded

"So your name's Zeke, right?" She asked

"Yah" I responded. What is with this girl?

"I heard you got into a fight" So that was her angle she wanted information to pass along the grape vine.

I rolled my eyes and ran my hand through my hair, "News travels fast, I guess"

"Not really" She said "I was in the office while my dad sewed your arm up, after they called him in"

"Oh," I said. I was a little embarrassed I hadn't realized it was Carlisle that they called to sow me up on sight, normally they'd send a person to the hospital and question them their but I have an unpleasant history of disappearing on my way there, and performing the suture myself. "Tell him I said thanks, and I'm sorry he had to make a pointless trip I could have done it myself."

She laughed at that and said "I'm in your mandatory sewing class, I don't know how you manage to do that correctly"

I grinned at this one "The key to maintaining your rep, is to never reveal you can sew"

"So you like being known as the school bad boy who gets good grades. Honestly, who ever heard of greaser in AP Calculus as a Junior" She laughed. It sounded like wind chimes. Wow I thought I could listen to her laugh forever.

As soon as that thought crossed my mind I knew I had to get out of there before I started developing feelings for her. I pushed past her roughly, where my skin made contact with hers left goosebumps, she was freezing. I swung my leg over my bike and kicked it to life.

"See yah, Bree" I yelled over the roar of the engine as I road off in the distance feeling the wind rush through my hair. I looked back to see her talking to her brother, Edward who seemed to have appeared magically.

I arrived home just as a few drops of rain began to fall.

"Hey Connor" I called from the garage as I put my bike in the garage.

"Yo, Lil' bro how'd the fight go? Wait don't tell me let me guess, 17 stiches in your… Arm, Leg?"

"Arm" I confirmed "and it was only 12"

"Damn" he cursed "did you at least put the knife back in him"

"Didn't feel it was necessary"

"You should of, little punk would have deserved it for talking about…" he didn't finish the sentence as an awkward fell across us. Our parents died 4 years in a drive by shooting it was just after Connor graduated high school, he put off going to college so I didn't have to live in some foster home and took legal custody of me.

"Anyway what do you want for dinner?" he asked.

"What do we got?" I asked back

"Pretty much anything" he responded

"In that case I'll have mountain lion" I Joked

"Damn bro I was saving the last of it for lunch tomorrow" He teased

"Okay," I said "Umm, I guess I'll go for a burger"

"One bacon cheese burger coming up" He smirked knowing I would change it to a bacon cheese burger shortly after he started cooking it

I did my home work before dinner and fell asleep on my couch almost immediately after words. My last thought before I fell asleep was of Bree and then I knew I was in trouble.