Chapter fricken' 1.

"No."

"Apolloooooo… Pleaaaaaaaaaasse….."

"I said no. Your dad would flay me alive if I didn't take you." He reasoned.

I mumbled some idle threats, but stopped whining. Apollo was taking me to live with the other side of my rather enormous family. The mystical, paranormal, stupidly idiotic, magical Cullens. I basically hate their guts.

See, I used to live with my mother in tiny Elkins, West Virginia. We lived there happily until around my tenth birthday when my mother was killed by the Volturi. My loving father, Zeus, rescued me just in time before they could slaughter me too. I've lived on Mount Olympus since then. I've never left, not even to go down into the city. Just on top of that stupid mountain with all the other gods and goddesses who baby me because I'm so "special".

Until now.

Zeus randomly decided that I would spend the entire summer with the Cullens in Forks, Washington. Problem A: I've never met them. Problem B: I don't want to be involved with anything vampirous seeing that my mom got killed. Problem C: Zeus said something about summer school; "to interact with young, non-magical, people my own age". Something bogus like that.

So here I am, in the passenger seat, with my half-brother Apollo, who is driving me across the sky in his flaming Lamborghini to Forks. And he won't drive me to Japan. Or anywhere else for that matter.

"Why do you hate them so much?" Apollo asked.

"It's not specifically them, it's all vampires! My mother was killed by vampires and it ruined my life."

"You're over-exaggerating, Ophelia. Mount Olympus isn't that bad."

"Zeus is." He gave me a disbelieving look. "You can go out into the city or the world or anywhere else! I can't! Zeus is so over-protective about the Volturi that have probably forgotten about me! They've never bothered Mount Olympus, or any other god about me. They don't care, but I'm still tucked away, ridiculously safe and sound. It's driving me crazy!"

He sighed. "Sounds like you're trapped between a rock and a hard place."

"Well we could go to Japan instead….."

"Yeah, sorry, no." I swore loudly, but settled back into my fine leather seat and admitted I was defeated.

We landed on an empty stretch of road somewhere in Washington.

"How far?" I asked.

"'Bout ten minutes." I moaned, and slammed my head on the dashboard.

"Ow." I mumbled.

The car made a sharp left turn and eventually stopped.

"Are we here?" I asked without looking up.

"Yeah." He got out, opened my door, and handed me my suitcase. I sighed and stepped out of the car.

We were in front of a large wood-and-metal modern house with a lot of windows. There were dark trees everywhere, and a five-car garage.

"You sure this is the right place?" I said in bewilderment.

"This is the address Dad gave me."

"Oh."

Apollo walked confidentially towards the front door and knocked loudly.

The door swung open and a beautiful man and woman walked out. Inside the door there were other people, but they kept their distance.

"You must be Ophelia; we're so delighted to meet you!" The woman said enthusiastically. "I'm Esme and this is Carlisle. But you are?"

"Apollo, god of the Sun. I'm just dropping Ophelia off. He gave me a hug and whispered "You better be good." I nodded.

"It was nice meeting you; Goodbye Ophelia!" he called as he got back in his car and drove away. I turned back to the vampires. Esme and Carlisle looked friendly, but the others looked menacing. We all looked at each other for what seemed like forever, until a girl from inside walked out and cheerfully said "I'm Alice! I'll show you where your room is."