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Prologue
The Real World
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One hundred and twenty seven years fifty-two days. Hours? Nah, I'm not THAT picky.
Thirty-two days since I moved to Forks.
Three years since I left the Volturi.
The Volturi, ah, those were some fun times. Fun being sarcastic of course. Why would murdering a bunch of innocent human's be fun? Especially when it splatters in front of my eyes and triggers my blood lust.
My whole life I've been against the, so called, 'Voturi diet'. Human's willingly giving their lives at a chance to become a vampire. ICK. It's hardly even hunting.
That's why I left, ever since I've been trying to live in town's. I've managed to stay at four so far. Oregon (Hah people were always jealous of my car there), West Virginia (Too many suspicious people, couldn't hide my non-aging body), Montana and now Washington, Forks.
Forks is great, perfect even. There's not much to do unless you drive to Port Angeles, or run.
Hah, get it run? Cause you know I'm a vampire and everything...
OH sorry I haven't introduced myself yet. Isabella Volturi here, Bella Swan for humans and friends ears. When I entered the Volturi those bastards made me change my last name.
Anyhoo. I'm staying in a bare apartment, just the necessitates. Although with my money I could probably buy a mansion. My money mainly came from my time with the Volturi. But in Oregon I managed to stay for a year, in that time I owned a restaurant (Having already completed school and collage.) I made a large sum of cash from that before selling it to some jerk who wanted to change it into a hotel.
I'm eighteen years old, but I can make myself look a little bit older, maybe to that age of thirty? Not because of make up or anything. It's part of my gift.
So where was I? Forks, right. Well I'm starting out at school here. I really LOVE this place so I want to stay here at least five years. Hopefully I can open a business here or in Seattle somewhere. Doesn't matter too much though, I have a job online making website's for people. I get more than enough income for that, my saving's hasn't lessened.
School was okay, teenage minds were always a pain to deal with. Especially some of the ruder kid's. But it was fun, I got to work on my blood lust control (Which was already nearly PERFECT mind you.) And I even made a friend, Angela Weber. She's cool, has a little brother that I help her baby sit sometimes.
We were working on our task in class right now actually, I'd done it before so YAY. Exciting life for a vampire isn't it?
There were supposed to be a bunch of new students arriving today, all siblings and all adopted. I wouldn't normally be suspicious, there are ton's of families out there. But my gift was screaming danger.
That could only meen one thing, they were vampires.
Or...
They experimented in some kind of witch craft, drinking blood and such...
HAH just kidding.
Sorry, hundred year old vampire here. I'm working on my comedy.
|Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight, I do not own the title's of the songs|
