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Vampire boy

Just why was she here again, Isabella Stevenson thought looking at the pouring rain. A stupid question as she knew perfectly well why she was here.

Known to the people of Forks, Washington as Bella Swan the klutzy girl who was dating Edward Cullen, she wished once again that she had died in the mission that shall-not-be-named two years ago. At least then she could sit around the afterlife and make fun of all the people she hates, but no.

It was getting more obvious every day that Fate hated her more than she originally thought. It was bad enough that she had to come here under the disguise of fragile, delicate, Bella Swan but to be informed that she had to get the only single Cullen to fall in love with her was crossing the line.

She'd thought it'd be easy. Come out here long enough to gain the vampires trust than ask them if they were willing to join her mom's cause and if they refused blow them all to bits. Oh how foolish she'd been

.But since when are things ever that simple. Before she knew it a few weeks turned into a few months and the not-so-single Cullen was basically obsessed with her.

Nope things were definitely not going according to plan and it was seriously pissing her off.

So here she was sitting in the Cullen's living room- which was far too white in her opinion- hearing Edward -or the dull, uptight one as she had taken to calling him in her mind- go on about how much of a monster he is and how he's not human while she stared out a window nodding occasionally to make it seem like she was listening.

Hello angst much? And as for not being human considering that she herself wasn't fully human she had to say that it really wasn't as bad as everyone seems to think.

Plus you can't magically become un-human you're either born that way or you're not it's as simple as that. Even if you're turned into a demon you're still considered human by the demonic population.

You were also considered a loser and had to endure an eternity of verbal insults, but that was beside the point.

Glancing at the clock she saw that she'd been here for twenty minutes and he still hasn't stopped angsting.

Source, that was annoying. She couldn't take it anymore one more minute of this and she swore she was going to vanquish him.

Plastering on a fake smile and filling her eyes with false love and adoration she turned to him. "Edward, it's getting late and I'm sure Charlie will be home soon."

Edward finally stopped his angst fest and agreed. Getting into his Volvo she sat back and listened to Claire Du Lune play.

I wonder how mom is, she thought staring out the window again.

She hadn't heard from her mother in several months and hoped that at least Renee was having better luck than she was.

Her mom probably hated her too. That was the only reason Bella could think of for her to send her here by herself.

Note to self: vanquish Todd the demon who assigns missions if she can't vanquish her mother.

Becoming aware of the fact that Edward was now carrying her out of the car, as always paying no mind to the fact that she could walk perfectly fine, she once more put that fake expression on.

Bella had to be careful. If she wasn't her face might just become stuck that way.

Charlie wasn't home as she already knew so she set to work with making dinner which she had decided on the way would be a platter of fruit.

Not exactly dinner but that, she decided, was the beauty of it. Cutting a cantaloupe she arranged it off to the side.

She was a decent cook, better than her mother but nowhere near Piper Halliwell. It still kind of hurt to think about the Halliwell's. They'd talked every once in a while but hadn't actually seen each other in two years.

There was one particular Halliwell that she missed the most even if she wouldn't admit it. Wyatt.

She'd unintentionally fallen in love with the oldest Halliwell of her generation. But then it was hard not to.

He was sweet, caring, polite, good-looking, protective, and over all willing to accept anyone if they prove themselves worthy. He'd accepted her when they met a year after she had told him she was half-demon and left.

Not exactly her finest moment she'd have to say looking back on it.

Coming back to the kitchen before she chopped her finger off she glanced at Edward who was lounging on a chair at her table.

Well technically her father's table but still, look at him acting like he owns the place. Oh, how much she wished that she could vanquish him right this minute.

Unfortunately, she had been given orders not to vanquish any of the vampires unless they declined the offer. Truthfully, Edward was the only one she really wanted to vanquish.

She actually liked the others. Granted Alice was a bit annoying with her insistence to dress her up like a Barbie doll and Emmett was kind of overbearing but besides that they were okay.

Though their living room was far too white, this in her opinion was reason enough to vanquish them. Speaking of white, one other thing she hated about this mission was that Bella Swan didn't have a Gothic fashion sense. Therefore she had to give her style up as long as she was here.

Hearing the front door open she finished off the fruit platter. Charlie walked in giving Edward a stiff 'hello' though not for the reason Edward thinks.

He silently took the plate she offered him and retreated into the living room glaring at Edward all the way. Sigh, she truly loved her father.

Making sure to eat as quickly as she could while Edward creepily watched her she soon finished, cleaned her plate, and dealt with Edward's self-hatred again.

Seriously, if you hate yourself that much than find some vampire to kill you, Source knows that you'd be doing everyone a favor. All that self-hatred could not be mentally healthy.

Finally the time came. Thanking every all powerful being she could think of that it was finally nine she ushered him out the door and collapsed onto the couch in the living room to cherish the time she had left before he came back.

Charlie calmly looked at her and said his voice full of relief. "Thank God vampire boy is finally gone." So do I father dearest, so do I.