I do not own twilight or any of Stephanie Meyers' wonderful characters.

I looked around my surroundings. Many other teenagers just like me, also did the same. Freshmen year. It would definitely take its toll on me. I could just see all the bad things about the new year, temptation, teachers, grades, kids, and worst of all, parents. Sure most kids weren't all too fond of their parents in high school, but no other kid, was forced to attend high school with both of their parents, as students.
It was cloudy out, as usual. Three years ago my parents packed up all of our things and we kissed our home good-bye to move 2 hours away, to another place just as dreadful as Forks. Allaville, WA. Of course I still saw plenty of Forks, when I drove through it every other weekend on my way to La Push.

I had finally gone a year without growing an inch or learning much, 2 years ago. My parents had decided it was still best to shelter me, like a stray dog they were hiding under their beds till their parents were to far away to hear, for all of my life. They I continued to stay in hiding for two more years, though I showed just as much control as any of the rest of the family. They also worried at how I would do socially.

"Hey, how is your first day?" My mom asked when as soon as she spotted me walking into the cafeteria, no doubt she had been waiting for me.

"Fine, Sis." She rolled her eyes, but we both knew this had to be perfect, no slip ups or we would have to move even farther from La Push. "Seriously, Bella, it will be fine." I laughed a little when I said her name, it sounded so unusual.

"Nessie! Finally made it to high school!" Emmitt pulled me in to give me a hug.

"Emmitt! You're going to ruin her hair!" a small sweet voice nearly yelled. Alice rushed to my side to prefect ever little misplaced hair. To the others we would just be like any other dysfunctional family, with lots of orphans…

"Where is da"- Crap! It was slip ups like this that my parents worried about. "Edward?"

"Your brother is on his way from the other side of campus."

"He should be here in 5…4…3…2.....1." Right as Alice said on I saw dad appear in the cafeteria doors and rush over to us as fast as humanly possible.

"Hey Ness, how is the first day?"

"Great Edward." I let his name roll of my tongue, having a little bit too much fun with it.

"Well it's only been one day and they're already staring. Gawking at the new addition to the Cullen family." Rosalie said bitterly.

"What are they thinking?" I asked dad.

"They're thinking some things I don't like them thinking about. Maybe it's not such a bad thing that Jacob imprinted on you seven years ago." So that's what they were thinking? They were wondering about me? Not that it mattered much, I almost had then next 50 years of my life with jacob mapped out perfectly. It didn't include a love for a high school student.

"So how were your classes?" Alice asked. I was glad to see that she didn't seem upset that she hadn't known the answer before me; it had only taken six years to get past that stage.

"Good, today everything is rules and basics but I already know everything they said we were going to learn this year." It was odd to think that even though I was really only seven years old, my intelligence seemed above the other students. Age had never been a big thing in our family. Esme was physically three years older than Carlisle, but Carlisle had lived centuries longer than Esme. My mom, was two years older than my dad physically, but my dad nearly living for 100 years longer than my mom. I had grown to look like a teenager in five years. I had learned much, much more. I was reading when I was 2 months old. I could still remember the memory of me sitting on mom's lap and her reading me new poetry. I pressed my hand to her cold cheek and she handed me the book. When I started to read it she snatched the book out of my hands and asked "how are you going to go to sleep if you're the one reading?" I laughed slightly at the memory. My dad, had of course already saw me, but my mom looked at me questioningly.

"What are you thinking?"

I placed my hand on her arm lightly, trying to be discreet, and showed her the memory. Like my mom had become skilled in using her sheild, I had become skilled in showing my thoughts. Now i could just lightly place a finger anywhere on someone and show them what I was thinking. She too smiled and I could tell from the way her face was happy but at the same time disappointed, that she was thinking of my childhood. If you could even call it that. Carlisle always joked that I had a speedyhood instead. Carlisle was playing the role of my adopted father, although he was truly a grandfather (whether he and Edward where blood related or not, he had always treated everybody who wanted his love as family.)

Our family was much different than any others. Especially our newest member, a not so fellow shape-shifter/werewolf. He had been my best friend until I was 3 years old. Then he had turned to something much more. I could hardly wait to see him again this weekend. It was my turn to drive to his house which meant that we would have much more privacy, without my dad always sorting through our thoughts.

I glanced around the cafeteria taking in my surroundings. Some of the kids looked thrilled to see their old friends again. Some looked scared. Some looked bored. And then there were the Cullens, who just looked, well amazing.

I wasn't being conceded. To the human eye, we were beautiful. It was how we were designed. To kill. Our looks could draw our pray in and our sharp teeth and superior strength could make them our dinner. However the Cullen's were different. We didn't drink from our intended prey, instead, we drank from the blood of animals. Though we felt like our needs were never completely meant, we loved the live style that each of us had chosen. It made us something apart from human, and monster. Something maybe in between.

And not being a monster, is what landed me here. With a family who had real love for me. With a man who despised monsters, but had come to love me and my family of almost monsters.

I was one of the lucky ones.

A/N- okay, boring? yes. Not intersting? I understand. I had to set it with all of the boring background info so that I could start writting all of the dramatic plotting. Am I an eveil writter who never allows her characters to be happy? Yes, its most likely. I think the next chapter is all Jacob and Nessie. It gets better, I promise!!!!! Please, please, please, reveiw, tell me exactly how much you hate it. Like i said the next chapter is 10 times better so please put me on your updates or just continue to read. Thanks for reading.
-Lexie