hey guys! this is my first story so don't be too critical. i thought of this spur of the moment and a million ideas began to pop up in my head, so I put it together in a story. im planning to write as much as i can with it R/R plzzzzz!!

"Will you quit that? Damn..." I snapped.

"Alright fine I'll stop. Jeez man, chill." Emmett said right before I sensed him ready to throw the ball again. He'd been throwing it at my head and this was the fourth time I'd told him to stop. I never even wanted to go to the baseball field in the first place.

"What the HELL!" I half screamed and snarled at him, my back facing him. Acting on impulse, I quickly faced and ran towards him like I was going to charge and ended up right under his nose. I forgot he was a foot taller.

"What are you going to do, hit me?" he said with a playful smirk on his face, which angered me more.

I suddenly stopped myself from attacking since I knew it would be pointless, and headed home, across the river and into the house. A little after I got inside, I saw Esme and Alice coming through the front door with at least eight shopping bags, most pink with the silver lettering Victoria's Secret on them. (A/N: Don't ask how I know that's what the bags look like, I live with a sister, so all you other guys out there in the same situation, you know what I'm talking about) Then Alice turned around with her car keys in her hand. I heard the beep of the car of her Porsche shortly after.

Esme noticed me on the couch completely still, as usual, with a straight face tainted with anger. She came to sit next me and put her arm around my shoulders. Alice had already gone to her room to go put her new….whatever, away.

"Chris, honey, what's the matter. You seem a little upset."

"Just Emmett being his normal self."

"Are you sure that's all, there seems to be something else." She said, having "else" in two different pitches. "C'mon, you know you can tell me anything, right?" she asked.

"I know." I said.

"So you're alright?

"Yea."

"Promise?"

"I Promise." With that, Esme got up off of the couch resentfully and went wherever Alice went to go see her new clothes which she probably saw in the dressing room before anyway, but…

The truth was, that wasn't all that was bothering me. In fact, this other thing had been the main cause of my little "tuffett" with Emmett earlier. This other problem had been gnawing at me ever since.

I knew I was human before this, but I didn't remember anything, down to the last heartbeat. The last thing I remember is the pain. The searing pain, and when I first opened my eyes….

Flashback

I saw trees above me with such cunning sight, thinking I was watching it from a

movie. Once I sat my self upright, the fact that I was in a clearing in the middle of the

forest came to me. I felt no fire within my veins as I had for...I don't know how long. All I

remember was that I wanted to die…


Each sound throughout the forest, I could hear. I never noticed how many sounds crept

through this labyrinth of trees.

Suddenly, I heard rustling of leaves far away with my new, acute hearing. Noticing my

body tense, I tried to look through the trees to see who or what was coming.

A girl with short, black hair was walking in my direction, looking around sharply, almost

animal-like. She seemed to be trying to find something with her scent, for her nose was

flaring rhythmically. She suddenly focused her eyes on me. Her solid black eyes widened

at me. She immediately lost her animal-like stance and ran to my side, kneeling.

"Who are you?" she asked with seriousness, urging the answer out of me.

"My name? I dont know. Where am I? Who are you?" I asked her. That's

when I noticed her looking at my eyes with astonishment.

"What is the last thing you remember?" she asked, completely ignoring my question.

"Searing pain. Darkness. Wanting to die. And then I saw everything so clear." I said.

She paused, my words running through her head.

"Come with me and stay close, if I'm right, you should be able to keep speed." She said.

Then suddenly she flashed away and I followed her through the woods…

Ten years later, I was living with this family of, what I soon found out I was too, vampires. They posed as a typical American family, a bunch of "adopted" teenagers which I found out were born in different decades, from the 1850s to the 1910s. They even gave themselves the last name of my now new father, Carlisle Cullen.

When Alice and I got to the house, I noticed when I was looking around, reaching for things out of curiosity; they would come flying to my hands. It was like I was metallic, but it wasn't just metal. Things flung to my hands like books, pens, and even doorknobs when I reached for them, resulting in it opening or closing by itself.

Ever since that day, I'd been trying to research myself on Carlisle's computer which he let me use. I found articles of me everywhere. All of them basically said the same thing.

My name was Christopher Thomas Alden. I was a fourteen year old eighth grader at Brighton Middle School, well not officially. I went missing on a hike in some woods near Forks at my summer camp in Port Angles that summer. All of the articles said that they never found me. Gee, I wonder why? I assumed I was mauled by some animal but I still don't know how I was changed. Alice thinks while I was being mauled, another human feeding vampire was hunting and came along me, already half dying. So what was I? Lucky number 109? When Alice found me, she brought me back to the Cullen's house and they pretty much put me under their wing. I was the new addition to this family. Anyway, obviously, I had a family of my own before the attack. A mom, a dad, and an older sister who was 17 at the time. I saw pictures of them crying, some of them in the middle of interviews, microphones shoved in their faces. I couldn't remember a single thing. It was as if I was seeing them for the first time. It bothered me so much, which was the main reason for my attitude.

When i looked in mirrors, i saw that my eyes were a flaming red, unlike my emerald ones that I had as a human. I knew this from those articles with school pictures of me. I looked so happy, unlike my now grumpy self.

I hadnt always been this way. I mean it had been bothering me for as long as I can remember. I still dont know why it had bothered me so much then. i mean, why now, you know?

I took myself off the couch and went to my room to listen to some music. Maybe some Linkin Park might bring me to my normal, laughing, self.

sooo? What'd think? Let me know and review, I'll be working on the next chapter.

PEACE OUT!!