Being the new girl sucks. Being the new girl with a super hot older brother who grabs the attention of every girl within a 5-mile radius is excruciating. It also doesn't help when you aren't completely, normal, for a lack of phrasing. I considered myself to be normal, well normal in comparison to my brother. Not normal in comparison to high school students of the south.

Emmett always tries to convince me that it doesn't matter that we are different than those around us. He takes our differences in stride and makes them work for him. Me on the other hand, my differences are a handicap and I let them be. What are the differences, you ask? Don't worry; we will get to those soon.

So, it was my first day at another new high school in the middle of Texas where my life, already weird, changed and entered into the world of….more weird. I was headed towards my first class, European History, my favorite subject, when I noticed a weird energy in the hallway. I tried to ignore it but a shiver went down my spine before I entered the classroom forcing me to look down the hallway. There was a boy standing and staring at me. I use the term boy loosely. His face and build looked like a normal teenager but the way he held himself and the light in his eyes told another story. He looked like a man who had lived many lives.

He broke eye contact and continued on his way. I took a seat in the classroom but couldn't shake the feeling that he was someone I was meant to know. That's the first difference about me. I got feelings about things that were about to happen. I also had premonitions in the form of dreams. That's what helped my brother and I support ourselves. I would have a dream about the stocks and Emmett would invest accordingly.

The rest of the day went on without any more sightings of the man-boy. People continued to stare at me and the girls would try and become my best friend when they found out Emmett was my brother. It was just like any other first day at a new high school, and I had had more than my fair share. That's what happens when you move around a lot; what happens when you are a half-vampire who doesn't age. I guess that's the biggest difference about me. I wasn't completely human.

"Hey Emmie, how was your first day"

"Same ole', same ole' Bells. How was yours? Any boys I need to go ahead and scare off now?"

"Har Har. My day was fine. A lot of girls wanting to be my friend so they can get close to you. You know how it is."

"Yeah yeah yeah. What are the plans for dinner? I know I need to go hunt to stock the freezer but for the other half of your diet, what would you like?"

"Hmm…I'm thinking the customary first day bacon cheeseburger and fries would be splendid."

Emmett drove us home so he could go hunting for himself and to gather blood for me. Emmett was a full vampire so he needed to hunt at least once a week. I only needed to consume blood once every 3 weeks or so allowing me to survive mostly off human food. I just had to eat more meat than most humans. That was the good thing about living in Texas. People don't look strangely at you when you go to Walmart and buy pounds and pounds of raw meat. They just assumed you were preparing for a BBQ competition or something.

While Emmett went hunting, and after I made myself my dinner, I decided to start unpacking boxes in my room. I had a ton of books and, well, I liked to think my books had feelings and the sooner they were out of their cardboard prisons, the sooner they would start making this house feel like a home.

I liked to reflect back on how I got my books. Where were Emmett and I? What year? What was going on in my life? I got my copy of "The Complete Works of Edgar Allan Poe" when we lived in Chicago back in the late 1970's. Emmett really liked to wear bell-bottom jeans and had long hair a la John Travolta in Saturday Night Fever. My mother gave my "Pride and Prejudice" to me before her and my father died in 1920. I'm not 100% sure what exactly happened to them. All I know for sure is, they were killed by a vampire who thought it would be funny to kill them, turn Emmett completely, then try and turn me only to suck the venom out at the very last possible second before the change was complete. The vampire then left Emmett and I to figure out this new life together. I was 20 and Emmett was 23. Good thing about vampire genetics, I looked 16 and Emmett looked 18.

"RUUUUUCY! I'M HOOOOOOOME!"

"OH Ricky, I missed you so much! What did you bring me?"

"Your favorite. Bobcat."

"Oh my god, you actually found one!?"

"Not just one my dear sister, I got you 4. Turns out there is a bit of a population problem in these here parts. I also got you some bear, deer, and wolf. I know you hate deer but in a pinch…you'll drink it."

I scrunched my nose up at him. Deer tasted like what rotten eggs smelled like. Maybe rotten eggs mixed with spoiled milk and moldy cheese. But he was right, in a pinch, I would drink it.

"What did you bag for yourself bubba?"

"Oh you know, a little bit of bear, a little bit of wolf, and a mountain lion. You are a genius for suggesting we finally come back to Texas, by the way."

"I'm sorry. I couldn't quite hear you. Can you say that again a little louder."

"You heard me, I said you are a genius. GENIUS."

"Ah, yes. I know. It's about damn time you finally acknowledge my superior intellect."

With that we went our separate ways to do our nightly routines. Emmett would catch up on the sports news and I would go take a long and hot relaxing bath with whatever romance novel I was reading that day on my iPad.

The entire time in the bath, I couldn't stop thinking about the man-boy I saw at school. Something about him screamed paranormal. Em and I hadn't come across too many of our kind through the years. Mostly because we liked to settle down into human life for a few years as opposed to the vampy norm of drifting through the world. We also didn't like to hunt humans. Of course to survive, we did have to consume human blood a minimum of 4 times a year. We would just raid a hospital and neither one of us had actually ever killed a human.

I had the sinking feeling he was a vamper like me. I reflected back on his looks. He was tall like Emmett but not as muscular. Emmett could, and often did, pass as a body builder. This guy was an understated kind of muscular. He had a chiseled face. Like one you would see on the men in the old western movies. He had curly blonde hair and eyes of honey. Eyes the color of a fellow animal drinker. Eyes like Emmett and I.

The rest of the night, I thought about this guy. I couldn't get him out of my head. It was thought of him running through my head when I fell asleep. Thoughts that I am sure triggered the first premonition of this new home.

I was standing in a forest with a blindfold over my eyes.

"Are you ready love? Are you sure this is really what you want to do?" he asked.

"I have never been more sure of anything in my life. I am ready to be wholly yours, forever."

He removed the blindfold and I looked around the meadow. He had stringed lights across the sky making it look like there were 100x more stars across the Texas sky. There were blankets laid out in the center of the meadow and he had laid out a small dinner. My final meal as a half vampire. He had all my favorites. Mozzarella sticks from Red Robin, a bacon cheeseburger and fries from 5 guys, pancakes from IHOP, and chips and queso from Chilis.

"You really know how to make a girl swoon, don't you?" I asked him.

"You're the only girl I care about making swoon."

After eating all the food, we lay down and stared at the sky together.

"This is the beginning of a wonderful life."

"You can be so cheesy, you know that?"

He looked at me with that smirk on his face that made my knees feel like jelly. He leaned over and kissed me one last time before he sunk his teeth into my neck completing the change and marking me as his forever. I would forever be Isabella Marie Whitlock, mate to the God of War.

AN: So, I havent wrote a story in many many moons. I recently have been dealing with a lot of stress and heartache in my life and decided to use writing as an outlet for all the emotions running through me. This story will probably be a lot of fluff with minimal drama. I wont say its going to be drama free because...well that would be a boring story.

I am going to try for regular updates but I cant make any promises. I am in my very last semester of college and life gets hectic. Good news is, this summer will be the first summer I have had off in 6 years so I will have all the time in the world to write this story and more granted people actually want to read it.

I am not going to be one of those authors who only posts after getting a certain number of reviews on a chapter. I used to do that and I just found that...it doesnt work for me. I do like to hear what you think though. I have had reviews with what people think is going to happen in the story that leads to me changing the route of the story because I liked the idea. If this happens, I will give credit where credit is due.

The last time I wrote a FanFiction I was 18 or 19. I am now 23 and I am sure my writing style has changed as I have changed.

I hope you liked the first chapter and I look forward to reading the reviews. Also, check out my profile for the link to my Polyvore account. I am a visual person so I like to plan the outfits and stuff for my characters per chapter. I will probably also post links to stuff like the houses I visualize, cars, etc.

Until next time my lovelies.