This is my first ever fanfic. I appreciate comments - positive or negative so please review!
All characters belong to Stephanie Meyer. I am just taking them out to play
The sun. It was my favorite thing about this life. No matter how many times I watched the past 15 years, it still amused me and brought a smile to my face. The rainbows my diamond tough skin scattered were something out of a dream, or at least it would be if I still dreamed. I can't do that anymore; not that I don't do my fair share of daydreaming and thinking. I suppose I am an over thinker. Some may say that is a bad thing. Retreating into my mind, however, is something I treasure.
Today was the perfect day to think. It was a completely cloudless day in Montana. Normally, I'd have to worry about humans seeing me and revealing that I am not like them. Here it is very secluded. We just came back to this area, the place where I started my new life. 16 years ago, I had been a normal 19 year old girl. I had just graduated from Forks High School. It really was a big accomplishment. My dad, Charlie, who used to be the Police Chief of Forks, WA was killed while on duty one night. He stopped a robbery in process and was shot. Me, I was heartbroken. Charlie and I were never extremely close, but we understood each other. We were alike in a lot of ways. After that, Renee and her new interest Phil moved to Forks. My mom detested Forks, but I refused to leave my friends my senior year. I felt like they were the only things I had left. Mom never was the motherly type. I spent the first half of my life with her until she found Phil. He was a nice guy, he could keep Mom somewhat in line. He played baseball though so she shipped me off to live with Charlie. It was one of the best things she could have ever done for me.
Living with Mom again was hard. I counted down the days until I was done with high school and could leave for college. I wanted a fresh start away from the town that held a bad memory. I decided on Seattle University. Angela was going there as well and I was grateful to know someone away from home. I was never very outgoing in new situations. I'm still that way to this day. College is where everything changed. I was never the most coordinated person. I was on my way back to my room from a night class where I tripped down some stairs. Things after that get a little fuzzy with my human memories.
I've been told the story before and have managed to fill in the blanks. A man all of a sudden appeared before me. I though he was going to help me up, as I was bleeding. I couldn't have been farther from the truth. I noticed something about him then, his eyes were a deep ruby red. Instinctively I tried scooting backwards, but he grabbed my wrist where I had some cuts. Before I knew it, he was sucking on my arm. I didn't even feel the bite it was so quick. Everything seemed to slow down. A noise sounded, like boulders being smashed together. A woman came and picked me up; she had red eyes as well. For some insane reason, I didn't fear her. I felt like she could help me. All of a sudden everything started burning. I was sure that my skin must melt right off of me. I was carried off by the woman. Even in my burning state, I notice that she carried me as if I was nothing more than a doll. She took me to her home. Shortly after we got there, a male appeared as well.
I could hear them talking.
"What should we do with her?" said the male voice.
"She's already turning, there isn't really anything we can do" replied the woman.
"Should we stay here? You know they start screaming soon" the guy seemed hesitant.
"No, we should go to one of our secluded homes"
And with that I could feel movement it again. It hurt so much, but the screaming never came. My mouth was snapped shut. I was sure the minute I screamed, it would all be over, and I wasn't ready to die. The woman talked with me as we ran. It didn't seem to matter that I couldn't respond to her. I was trying to keep as much as my body in contact with her ice skin, anything to lessen the flames. She told me there names, Peter and Charlotte and what they were – vampires. I didn't doubt her words when she said this. I had no other explanation for the pain I was in. After awhile, I noticed the movement had stopped. We must have reached their other house. All that was left to think about now was the pain. To distract myself, I counted the seconds, all 259,200 of them. Finally, on that third day it all came to an end. My heart beat erratically and with such determination, until it finally gave out and I opened my eyes into my new life. Charlotte and Peter were there, looking wary. I remembered there voices and was immediately put as ease. These were the people responsible for saving my life. They helped me learn the ropes of things. They told me I seemed to be a special vampire. I had hardly any difficulty controlling myself, which I heard newborns are prone to do. I wasn't complaining.
They tried to take me hunting with them, but I couldn't do it. When I looked at a human, I saw my old self and Charlie. They told me there were some vampires who live from the blood of animals. I certainly preferred that. My eyes after the first 6 months turned a golden honey color. I was very pleased, not that there was anything wrong with the red of my new family, but this color seemed to suit me more. This life came with many perks for me, I was no longer clumsy and I would now consider myself beautiful, even sexy. I also discovered, through accident, that I had many special powers. I was able to defend against mental and physical attack. I could even use it to attack others. I could also make myself disappear. I had only managed to do it a few times though. It blocked my scent and sound. I was rarely brought around other vampires if it could be helped. Peter and Charlotte didn't want others finding out about my powers.
I was pulled out of my memories by Charlotte coming up next to me. "Bella, our friend just got to the house. Are you ready to meet him? I'm sure you two will get along. Plus he is an animal drinker like you"
"Better now then later, right?" I stood up quickly, a move that if I was human would have awarded me with being on the ground again.
This was the whole reason though I was out thinking, trying to calm myself. Meeting new vampires scared me. I had only met a handful of other vampire let alone another that followed my diet. I was excited and nervous. I knew I could handle it, I just had to keep reminding myself. With that, I grabbed Charlotte's hand and we ran back to the house together. Slowly as we approached, I noticed a blonde haired man standing in the doorway. I was stopped dead in my tracks. Something about him scared and intrigued me.