My name is Lexie, or rather, my nickname is Lexie; my full name is Alexis Maire Scott. I'm sixteen; I live a normal life in a normal town in northern Minnesota. I'm not beautiful, but I'm not bad looking either. I have long white-blonde hair and green eyes. I have my entire future planned out, I'm a strait A student, favored to get early scholoarships to several collages. I have a doting but not overbearing family. Things are basically great for me. Then things changed.
The date was May 4th. The snow was just starting melt. I was shoveling the slush off the cement in front of my house so that my little brother didn't slip and break his neck on the way to the bus stop tomorrow morning, when my best friend Sarah pulled into my drive way.
"Hey!" I called to her waving. She got out of her truck and ran towards me, excitement in her bright blue eyes.
"Hey." she said, "I need to tell you something."
"Okay." I said, "Shoot."
"No, not here," she told me, she grabbed my wrist and pulled me into the house. She led me to my bedroom. She shut the door and took a pillow off my bed and stuffed it over the crack between the floor and the door to muffle the sound. Then she pulled down all my curtains.
"Sare, what's going on?" I asked. She turned to me smiling.
"I had sex last night." she announced. It took me a minute to process that.
"WHAT!?" I yelled.
"Shhh!" she said, covering my mouth with her hand.
"Sarah Elizabeth Anderson!" I whispered shocked, "I thought...you…how…who…was it with Jason?"
"No." She said.
"Cameron?"
"No."
"Who?"
"I don't know." she admitted. I stared at her.
"Oh, Sare..." I sighed.
"Well, I think he was an angel." she said, "He was tall and beautiful, the most beautiful man I'd ever seen! He had dark hair and white skin, he moved so gracefully, you'd think he was flying! And his skin was ice cold, like marble. I swear he was an angel, he couldn't have been human."
"So what, now you think you're the Virgin Mary, or something?" I asked.
"No, because I defiantly had sex, I may not have had it before, but this was the real deal."
"Where did you meet him?" I asked, suspiciously.
"He crawled into my bedroom window." she told me.
"Are you sure you weren't dreaming?" I asked.
"No," she said, taking off her jacket. Her arms were covered with large purple bruises.
"Oh my God!" I cried, grabbing her arm and pulling her closer so I could look at her. "Did he do this to you?"
"Yes, but he didn't mean to." she told me.
"Bull shit!" I said.
"I love him, Al." she said.
"This man that broke into your house, raped you, and used you as a punching bag?" I demanded.
"You don't understand!" She said.
"I'm trying to Sarah," I said, "but this doesn't make sense."
"There's more." she said. "I think I might be pregnant."
"That's not possible." I told her. "You wouldn't show signs for at least a couple of weeks."
"I can feel it, Alexis," she said, her sapphire eye's full of love and confusion, "I know it sounds weird, but I can feel it."
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I wrote a note for my parents...
Dear Mom and Dad, I'm sorry I can't explain more, but Sarah needs me and I can't abandon her, I don't know where I'm going or when I'll be back, but I'll call you as soon as I can. Don't worry about me. I love you more then all the stars in the sky Lexie.
It had only been four days since she came and told me about her 'angel' and she was already rounder, but thinner, she seemed sick. Her stomach was developing weird bruises.
"So," I said, getting into the driver's seat of the truck. "Where are we going?"
"I was thinking up north," she said. "We can camp out in the woods for a while, that way it will be harder for anyone to find us if they're looking for us."
"Alright," I said, starting the engine. I pulled out, looking at my house one last time, not knowing when I would come back.
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Two weeks passed, Sarah was really, really pregnant now. She was weaker, also, to weak to move. The baby, which Sarah named Grace (but I called the Little Monster), started to kick so hard Sarah's ribs broke in the middle of the night.
We finished of the canned raviolis and now I had to hunt, which since we were in northern Minnesota in the spring, that wasn't to difficult. The first day I hunted I came back with a small deer.
"Here." I said, pulling it into our camp site. "I'll start the fire up to cook it...Sarah, what the hell are you doing?" I looked in shock and disgust; Sarah was drinking the blood from the deer raw.
"I don't know." she admitted. "I think this is what the baby wants."
"Excuse me," I said, "I have to go up-chuck."
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"ALEXIS!" I heard Sarah scream. I dropped the bag of clothes I was carrying and ran back to our campsite. Sarah was doubled over, clutching her stomach.
"SARAH!" I yelled, running over to my friend. I pulled her close to me.
"Al..." She panted, "Take care of my baby...I love my baby..."
"Its okay." I said, "Hold on, Sarah, you're going to be alright, you're not going to die; you're not going to die."
"Promise me, Lexie," She cried, "Promise, no matter what, you have to."
"I promise."
She screamed. I knew very little about medicine, I'd seen a video in health class of a baby being born, but spent most of that time passing a note between Sarah, and my friends Kacey and Cameron. And even if I did pay attention, that video didn't cover little mutant moster babies.
"Um...can you push?" I asked, "Sarah? SARAH!" I shook her, but she didn't move, she wasn't breathing, "SARAH! NO! Sarah, wake up! Don't die, Sarah! SARAH!" I felt tears run down my face.
I moved down to her legs. I saw the baby, it wasn't crowning like our health books said; it seemed to be fighting its way out of her womb.
I grabbed the demon's tiny shoulders and pulled it. It was a girl, as Sarah predicted; her eyes were big and blue, like Sarah's, her hair the same chocolate brown.
She looked at me with a mix of pain and regret. She reached towards Sarah, whining. She wanted Sarah, she loved Sarah. Like Sarah loved her.
She let out a cry and tried to pull out of my arms. I pulled her close to me. She turned and bit me right above my heart, I dropped her, not thinking, the place where she bit me started to burn immediately. Soon my entire body was consumed with fire.
Author's Note: This is just the beginning; it will become better in the first offical chapter. And don't worry just because they're in Minnesota now, doesn't mean they'll stay there, they'll meet up this the Cullens later.
The concept and story belongs to Stephenie Meyer, not me only Alexis, Grace, and Sarah belong to me.