It was a normal day in Forks, Washington. Well, not really. It was my 2nd 15th birthday. The 1st was celebrated 9 years ago with only my parents, 3 of my grandparents, my aunts, uncles, and my favorite person in the whole world… Jacob Black. At that time I was only 6 years old. But, I looked and thought like a 15 year old. I stopped aging when I turned 7. Now, I actually am 15. But, I'm stuck looking like a 17 year old. Forever.
Even though I am half-human, I'm so out of the human thing. The only full humans I've socialized much with in my life is my grandfather, Charlie, and my best and only human friend, Alexa Cheney. Charlie doesn't show his emotions very often, and Alexa is way too dramatic at times to tell what she's really feeling. So, I'm not the best at acknowledging or interpreting human emotions. But, some days are better than others.
My 3 best friends are Ally (Alexa), Nahuel, and Jake. Nahuel gets me. We are both vampire-human hybrids, so he gets how I feel about some things. My dad actually loved my mom, though. When my mom died, my dad and Jake did CPR on her until my dad could change her. Nahuel's mom died and his dad wasn't there or even willing to change her to save her life. Anyway, I have a lot of trouble with human emotions. Nahuel had trouble with them at first, too. But, after 20 years they came to him completely when he fell in love with a girl that lived in one of the nearest villages to him. One day he almost lost control around her. So, he never went back to her for fear that he would hurt her.
Ally is 100% human. She's 13 years old -two years younger than me- and really pretty. Her dark brown hair has the most beautiful light brown and honey colored streaks. Her soft, kind eyes are brown like her parents, Angela and Ben, and she has very tan, golden-brown skin. She always listens to what I have to say and then, she usually tells me exactly what I want or need to hear.
Jake. He gets me better than anyone else, though. He's a werewolf. Well actually, he's a shape-shifter. His people, the Quilietes, have just always changed into these huge, giant wolves. Anyways, Jake cares so much about me. I don't get why, though everyone else does. Although, I guess I kinda care about him, too. I mean, someone's gotta keep him from killing himself.
I heard the door creak as if it had been opened. Then, I realized it had. The first guest had arrived. The party was starting.