I was different. There is no way around it. From the time I was born, I was not an ordinary child. I am impossibly strong and fast. I have brilliant gold eyes and I am more beautiful then any human. I am not human. My diet is that of a vampire. I am a vampire, in all ways but two.
The first thing that separates me from, the classification of a regular vampire is that my heart beats, despite the lack of blood flowing in my veins.
The second thing that separates me is the fact that I was never human. A regular vampire has to be bitten to gain what I have, I was born this way, and nobody knows how it happened. It started a thousand years ago.
Over a thousand years ago, a child was born; a child that baffled the Volturi and caught the supernatural world completely off guard. She was against every supernatural possibility.
She was born to two humans. She did something no one thought possible. She was a vampire in almost every way possible, like me, so they were all surprised when she had a baby. She was almost a thousand years old when I was born.
She was killed when I was eight, forcing me to live in human society. Forced to act and live as a human. Forced to hide what I am. I was forced to hunt in secret.
But, that was better then the alternate. I know if I let my self go long enough, I might turn someone at my orphanage into a meal. I am a week away seventeen years old and I only have to stay in this place for one week and one year.
Since I don't sleep, I find myself bored at night. There are only three nights a week I can actually sneak out and hunt. Monday, Wednesday and Saturday and that is only because Lynn is in charge those nights. Lonnie the other supervisor checks up on us clock wise, Lynn checks us once at midnight and goes to sleep for the night.
Right now, I am doing my Monday night hunt. I hunt animals, my mother taught me as soon as I learned how to walk. As soon as I got rid of my "supper" from earlier in the evening, I began to hunt.
The unfortunate thing about pretending to be human was I had to eat the horrible stuff humans call food. I went home and climbed up the tree like usual, I crawled into my bed, all at vampire speed. There was no chance of any of the humans seeing me move, they have enough trouble seeing me in proper light, when I go at my quickest speed, and they won't even know I was ever gone. I leave at midnight and come back at around three o'clock, before any one wakes up.
I arrive back at three and do what I usually do, I pull the covers over my head, curl up and read until six, when I get up, stretch and pretend I was actually asleep for the whole night.
Forks was a small town and by no standards interesting but thankfully there is very minimal sun, so I don't have to pretend to be "sick" as much as I would have if we lived in California.
I went downstairs where I found Ann Marie sitting at the table, she had her face in her coffee and was staring at her news paper.
"Oh, jeez, Bella, can't you make noise when you walk?" she said in her usual cheerful voice.
I shrugged simply and gave an expression that told her there's not much I can do about it.
"Bella, you will be the first to know, there are five new kids starting your school today," she said cheerfully.
"Five? Are you sure?" I asked. It's rare for Forks High to get one new kid but five is like an anomaly. I shrugged, knowing it would be the subject of gossip until the next new person comes to town, which might be years. Those poor fools, I thought to myself.
I went into the kitchen and poured a scarce amount of cereal, to pretend I had gulped most of it down while I was in the kitchen.
By the time I got to school, I was restless. As curious as I was to see the new people, I was also dreading going to school. I have such intense memory that I'm pretty sure I could ditch the whole year, show up only for exams and still pass with a higher average then the combined school.
I rode to school on the school bus, which meant I had to start off the morning in a small stuffy space filled with the lustful eyes of boys staring at me and girls glaring at me because of how much attention their boyfriends were giving me.
I rolled my eyes and got off the bus, ignoring the faces that were staring at me. I stopped dead when I saw the beautiful silver Volvo. It was without a doubt the nicest car in the entire school parking lot.
This must be the car of the new kids.
EPOV
"Emmett, why on earth would you want to wear that to school?" I asked my brother. He was wearing the ugliest sweater I had ever seen in my life. And I'm over a hundred, so I have seen some pretty ugly sweaters.
We pulled into the school with fifteen minutes to spare. I followed my family to the office. Rosalie was currently thinking about all the new hair styles she could do and car pieces she needed. Alice was coming up with a shopping list for everyone in the family.
We went to the office. I cleared my throat and got the red headed women's attention. She looked up at me and her thoughts went from work related to inappropriate in two seconds. She began reminding herself that I was too young for her because her son was older then me. I couldn't help but laugh at the irony.
She gave us our schedules and gave me a longing glance that she thought I missed. It's thoughts like the ones I am getting from her right now that made me wish I couldn't read minds anymore.
I watched a school bus full of teenagers pull up. I rolled my eyes; all of their thoughts were based on my car. They were trying to figure out our personalities based on the car.
The morning classes were lame. Hearing lessons I heard a over a hundred times was so boring. After I started high school for the fifth time I began wishing I could fall asleep during class.
Plus the thoughts from two girls Jessica and Lauren were making my skin crawl. Jessica's already planning a night with me that involved hand cuffs and loud music. Now I really wished I could turn off my gift.
After lunch I was the first to arrive in the classroom. Mr. Monroe assigned me to a seat and began coming up with ways he could talk to Ms. Polk, the secretary. I rolled my eyes and sat down at the desk.
Then a scent hit me. It was a vampire scent but at the same time, it was completely different. Then a girl walked in. She had long brown hair, gold eyes and pale skin. She looked like a vampire and she walked with as much grace as a vampire, but there was a pulse. It was slow but it was there. How was that possible?
She sat down and there was no denying that the vampire scent came from her.
She smiled nervously at me, as though to tell me she meant no harm. I smiled back and said, "Hi, I'm Edward".
She smiled and said in a voice that melted my dead heart, "I'm Bella".