The Other Cullen
Disclaimer: I do not own twilight, even though I wish I did.
Summary: Edward, Alice, Jasper, Emmet, Rosalie, Carlisle and Esme aren't the only Cullens in Forks. The youngest member of the coven, Elizabeth, who is 14, is struggling to keep her vampire world and the human world apart. Can she manage her life without dragging others into danger because of it? First Fanfic R&R
A/N: I'm sorry that the paragraphing may be a little messed up, the site said to double space in between and I got a little confused. Also, this chapter is really short, just because its the introduction. I promise the others will be much longer. Sorry!
Elizabeth's POV
The first day of high school, again. I can't even count how many times I have been in this situation, all the students are eager to reunite with friends they've lost touch with over the summer, all the freshman scared out of their minds, but still excited for their first day of a new school. I lost the feeling of first day excitement after the first three high schools. I could never really allow myself to have that excitement again, because the fact I could never become attached to anyone still sat in the back of mind. I watched students fumble with their lockers, messing up their new combinations, while I quickly opened my locker with ease. I could feel eyes stabbing into me as I placed my tote full of fresh binders and textbooks into my small locker. I entered this district towards the end of seventh grade, but the students didn't seem to get over my arrival. When I came to the middle school, girls rushed to become my friends and boys rushed to get my phone number, and both became equally annoying. If only they could find out the consequence behind my beauty, they would not want to have anything to do with me. Of course, I received some hateful glances from the usual people, the bratty girls that thought they were so important, the girls that were disappointed when I moved to Forks, because I "stole" all of their attention. Of course, I wouldn't be getting these hateful glares if I had joined their little group when I was asked to, but I politely declined. Even though I was late to class, I did not rush, since it was terribly hard to control my speed when I did. When I did enter my classroom, I got stares from the people from the other middle school that had combined with us for high school, and of course, a disappointed look from my teacher. "Miss, I am terribly sorry that I am late. I had a small amount of trouble with my locker this morning, and I promise you this will never happen again."I gave her a apologetic look after my lie and her face softened.
"That's okay Miss Cullen, please take the seat in-between Mr. Douhling and Miss Yorkie over there."She gestured towards my seat. I took my seat and looked to my left. Jessica Yorkie was Eric Yorkie's little sister, she had the same appearance and smarts as Eric, but she wasn't as obnoxious.
"Hello, Jessica"I greeted her and she smiled at me shyly. I turned my attention to the boy sitting on my other side. He was tall, just a bit taller than myself, and his skin was only a bit darker than my own porcelain skin. He had dark hair that went past his forehead, just cutting into his ice blue eyes. If I do say so myself, he was beautiful. I decided to introduce myself, after all I would be sitting here for the rest of freshman year"I don't believe we have been properly introduced. I'm Elizabeth Cullen." I tried my best to smile warmly, even though I couldn't really become friends with this boy. He looked into my eyes, and I looked down just a little, since my eyes were still liquid gold from hunting.
"Um, hi. I'm Reese Douhling. I'm guessing you came from the west middle school." He looked at me and I was awestruck, oh how I wished I could have such amazing human eyes.
"Yes. I wasn't there for long though. I moved here towards the end of seventh grade."I felt the self consciousness radiating off Reese, unlike most boys who showed so much arrogance it was sickening. I felt comfortable around him, even though I knew this would become nothing more than casual greetings and mindless chatter.