ZOEY'S POV

I sprinted through the forest at top speed, branches and twigs tore relentlessly at my clothes and every part of my body. I looked around desperately for my older sister, Rosie. She was a couple feet away, struggling to slide underneath a fallen log. I moved to help her but she waved me away.

"Go home and wait for me there, I'll lead them away." she yelled managing to get free; she broke off running faster than I'd ever seen anyone go before. I stumbled in the other direction, fighting the thorny brambles that imprisoned me, praying with all my heart that we'd be able to escape the dirty flea bitten mongrels that story books had the nerve to call werewolves. I just barely heard their loud, heavy footsteps fading in the distance and breathed out. I took off running, fast and noisy, and didn't stop until I reached the extravagant three story house that my older siblings and I called home. I shoved open the door, almost ripping it off its hinges, by accident of course.

"Emmett?" I called glancing behind me at the tree line not ten feet from the front door. There was an eerie silence cast over the whole house, the sound of loud graphic profanity and violence didn't meet my ears so I supposed my older brother wasn't home. Curse working people, never at home when you need them. I sighed and closed the door, carefully this time. I dead bolted it then made a running jump onto the couch. Within minutes, I had fallen into a deep and troubled sleep.

I stood in a foggy clearing, with trees surrounding me on all sides. Several bushes and fallen branches protruded from the thick low lying mist and in the distance, I saw a tall dark figure. As my eyes adjusted to the utter black, I recognized the figure to be a werewolf. I gasped then slapped a hand over my mouth. It barely looked up at me, but when it did, its yellow eyes glinted with fear, worry and another emotion, love. A small lump came into focus at its feet. I tried to take a step closer but the werewolf growled and crouched protectively. I realize a second to late that the lump at its feet was my sister. She lay in a head, several of her limps bent in odd directions, her clothes were tattered and dirty and I saw blood stains on the part of her shirt that was still intact. She groaned pitifully and the wolf whimpered. He looked back at me, his posture now begged for help, any help that could save her.

"Get your butt off the couch!" Rosie hit me with a pillow and I swear I almost hit the ceiling I jumped so much. A million questions buzzed in my head, and I fought to decipher them all so I could think straight again. What the heck had just happened? Why was the werewolf trying to protect her? Why was she hurt in the first place? Was she okay now? How'd she get rid of them? And again WHAT THE HECK JUST HAPPENED?

"Did you get rid of them?" I began with the simplest question. She smirked and nodded.

"Heck yea, I ran those retards right into a ditch, I swear those things have the reflexes of a peanut." She said and limped/hopped into the kitchen. I followed her quickly, glancing around all the while.

"What's up with your leg?" I asked. She pulled herself into a sitting position on the counter and looked down at a huge red mark I hadn't noticed before. How I hadn't is beyond me.

"One of the smaller ones got a lucky shot. In return I kicked his face in." she said still smiling.

"That's my sis!" There was a moment of silence before a large banging erupted from the other side of the front door. Rosie started to climb off the counter to get it but I beat her to it. I pulled open the door and looked my big brother Emmett dead in his face. "This is your house, you don't have to knock moron." I sneered starting to shut the door in his face. He stuck his foot in the door and smiled.

"Just felt like knocking. Now would you like to buy some Girl Scout cookies?" he taunted. I rolled my eyes and went back into the kitchen.

"Who was it?" she asked, her inquiry was immediately answered as Emmett randomly belched. She nodded in understanding and smirked. "Hey Em." She called.

"Hey Rose, hey Zit." I hit him hard over the head and he smiled.

"My name is Zoey." I mumbled looking away.

"Damn, what's up your ass today?" he asked grabbing a random piece of food out of the fridge and swallowing it whole.

"Werewolves." Rosie murmured climbing to her feet on top of the counter and fishing for something on top of the cabinets. He seemed to notice the red mark on her leg for the first time.

"What happened to you?" he asked pulling her into his arms bridal style and sitting her back down on the counter.

"I beat the shiz out of some werewolves when they were chasing us, one got in a lucky shot." She said indifferently, watching him examine her wound. She'd taken all too well to the fact that we'd been told we were vampires just over an hour ago. I however, was still freaking out inside. Being told that you were a vampire wasn't something you could just take in and move on. This like changed my life forever.

ROSIE'S POV

Someone else banged on the door and we all looked up.

"My Rosie senses are tingling." I exchanged a look with Z (Zoey) then we fought to get to the door first. I could like, sense the presence of cute boys, we called it my Rosie senses. I managed to get to the door first despite my injured leg and shoved her away. She fell backward and almost knocked Emmett through the wall. I quickly composed myself and pulled the door open. Standing in the doorway was the most perfect looking guy I'd ever seen. He was a little taller than I was with spiky black hair. His bright blue eyes bore into mine with a strange intensity; I couldn't help but stare at his masculine, bare chest. I looked away quickly and I felt my face flush red. "Ummm…hi." I said timidly. He flashed a brilliant smile and glance behind him.

"Hi, I'm Alex. I saw that you were new and I just wanted to say welcome." He said, in a deepish voice. I smiled flirtatiously and looked up as Emmett came up behind me. He got one look at the guy standing in the doorway and his nose wrinkled a little in disgust.

"Where's your shirt?" he asked resting his hand protectively on my shoulder and pulling me back ward a little bit.

"It's kind of hot outside." Alex replied shifting his weight on his feet awkwardly.

"Why don't you come inside?" I replied shooting a glare at Emmett. He looked slightly smug as Alex accepted the invitation and took a step in the door. Zoey greeted him and involved him in miscellaneous conversation while I turned to Emmett. "Go play your video games or something!" I hissed through my teeth. He smiled.

"I think I'll stay up here, unless you have a method of bribery." He held out his hand. I gave him twenty bucks and he happily ran downstairs to his man cave.

Zoey's POV

Rosie came in the kitchen and subtly shooed me away. I smirked and did what she wanted me to, he was hot, and she'd already gotten dibs. I trotted into the living room and slumped down on the couch, attempting to hear the conversation. The parts of it I did hear were all about music and CD's and all that boring stuff. I tuned out and stared at the ceiling until he left about an hour later. She closed the front door behind him and sank to the ground.

"He has to be the hottest guy I have ever met." She mumbled staring at the floor, dazed. I raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.

"I get the next one by default." I said loudly. She smiled and nodded. Satisfied, I trotted up the stairs to my room. When I opened the door someone was inside already. It was a boy, the most perfect boy I'd ever seen, his brown eyes darted around the room nervously as if he didn't know where he was and he kept running his hands through his spiky black hair. I was taken off guard, at first I was thinking, why the hell is he in my room, then I was thinking dang he's hot, then I was thinking why the hell is he in my room again. "Emmett! Emmett, Rosie! There's a hot guy in my room!" I screamed taking a step back and looking down the hall back towards Emmett's man cave and the kitchen. The guy just looked at me for a moment, a small smirk rose on his lips. They appeared next to me, crouched and hissing.

"Oh come on, are all the guys in this town shirtless?" The dude thought about that for a moment and shrugged. Emmett rolled his eyes.

"I'm thirsty." Rosie said walking towards him, smiling maniacally. It started to register in his mind that he should be scared and he backed up against the far wall. Emmett followed her slowly, he was thirsty too.

"Don't kill him." He's too hot. I added in my mind. They all looked at me, Rosie and Emmett had their teeth bared still and the guy honestly looked like he was about to poo himself. Emmett and Rosie exchanged glances then looked back to the guy.

"Don't worry sis, we're just going to have a little fun." Emmett said, they both straightened up and walked toward the guy, still smiling maniacally. The guy whimpered and pressed himself farther to the wall.

"Oh be a man." Rosie complained grabbing him by his arms and shoving him roughly out the door. He struggled against her desperately and all but gave up as Emmett joined in. I reluctantly followed them as they shoved him down the stairs and into the basement (AKA Emmett's man cave.) Rosie yanked open the closet door and they tossed him inside. The room was small and decorated like a torture chamber for our own personal enjoyment. I never went in there because I swear there was a ghost cat that was missing two legs and an eye. It was quite creepy.

"What is your name?" Emmet asked with a smirk. I could tell the guy was freaking out so he couldn't answer right away. Then he got himself together and answered.

"My name is", he paused for a moment I guess because he wasn't so sure if he could tell a bunch for strangers his name, "My name is Jacob!"

"Nice name!" I said. Then Emmet and Rosie looked at me with confused faces. Then before I knew it I was right between Emmet and Rosie. I guess because they didn't want Jacob to hear.

"What are you doing?" Emmet whispered with lots of confusion.

"It's called flirting" I whispered. Rosie nodded like she understood, but Emmet was terribly confused.

"Why the hell would you flirt with a guy that you found in your room that is half-naked?" he exclaimed.

"Cause he's hot and I got a little tingly feeling in my head that was saying go ahead and make out with him!" I tried to whisper. Then I realized that there was something fury rubbing against my leg, and before Emmet could respond to my answer I screamed so loud I swear that the neighbors a mile away could hear it. Then Rosie freaked and Emmet went upstairs. Who knows why?

"What is wrong, Z?" Rosie asked.

"Z? Cool! Is that your name or something?" Jacob asked through the door before I could answer Rosie's question.

"Shut up, Jacob!" Rosie exclaimed, but I decided to answer cause I mean cereal ( FYI that's my favorite word to say just so you know) he's hot!

"No actually it's my nickname. My real name is Zoey." I told him.

"Earth to Zoey! What's wrong? Why did you scream?" Rosie shot at me.

"It was nothing really. I just felt something furry rub against my leg" I told her. She nodded and then I waved her to come next to me, and she did. "I know your 18 and I'm 16, but do you think we could let him out, and maybe let him stay on my floor. I know that on your floor you have a guest room, but remember that I had dibs on this one. So, he can stay on my floor." I whispered.

"Fine! But I'm not so sure if it will be ok with Emmet?" she whispered back. I just shrugged and unlocked the door of the chamber and Jacob ran out and put out his hand out for me to shake.

"Nice to meet you, Zoey" he turned to Rosie and asked" what is your name?"

"My name is Rosie" she answered and he nodded.

"Awsome! Who's the older dude? And how old is he?" he asked me.

"Oh him he's Emmet. He's 23 now. How about you?" I answered.