Rose POV
The rain skelped against my windshield as I raced through the tiny, dreary town of Forks. Never heard of it? Not many have, which is exactly why I chose it. In need of a fresh start, it was the best place I could find. No one there will have any idea of the world I was born into to and lost. They do not know of the existence of vampires, at least I hope. But we have kept our existence a secret from humans, so why would they know?
There was a battle about two months ago. A battle that turned out to be dreadful and horrifying. That battle killed everyone, the whole moroi, dhampire and strigoi races. Everything was just gone. I woke up to the stench of death, the sight of bodies so bloodied they were unrecognisable. Lissa along with everyone else was dead, I still don't understand how I can be alive. But I am. And I will live for them.
Since I was the only one of our race left I inherited everything, and I mean everything. Money, houses etc you know the common things. Powers though, I found out about my inherited powers when accidentally set a forest on fire. The five elements were passed down, the whole moroi community gave their powers to me which meant that I could basically do whatever I wanted. Having the power of one moroi was one thing but having the power of all of them, that feeling was unspeakable. It felt amazing. Strength and speed were also passed down from Dhampires and Strigoi, now don't even get me started on that one.
The only downside- or upside depending on how you looked at it - I had inherited immortality. I will get to know people, make friends and then I will have to watch them die. Over and over again and no one will have the power to kill me. I couldn't kill myself. I tried. It's not something I am proud of but the fact of loosing everyone who could relate to me and anyone who ever could in the future? Yeah they are now dead. So I think that a little depression is justifiable. I also have to drink blood to stay alive. I have no doubt that immortality will get boring with no one to spend it with.
It's strange really to have your own jet, well thousands of jets - most royal moroi and a few others had their own jets. I also have a castle, estates, islands etc. But I suppose it will be a good thing when I get bored I can just keep moving on. I think it may take me thousands of years to get through them all though.
Pulling into the school car park, I studied the building. Paint peeling off the wall, the building looked as tedious as the students milling around outside it. Might I say that their cars are nothing special. There was only one car that looked decent, a shiny silver Volvo. The rest of them belonged in a scrap yard. I, on the other, hand had a midnight blue Porsche boxster.
Stepping out of my beautiful car I made my way towards the school office to collect my timetable. I returned to a crowd of guys admiring my car.
"Hello can I help you?" I asked with a forced smile, I really didn't feel like talking to these people the now. I'd much rather rip their throats out, though that would be rude. There may be one good soul in that group of idiots who will probably grow up to be homeless. See how grumpy I get when I don't feed?
"Hey babe, nice car it's almost as hot as you. I'm Mike by the way." God don't they teach humans manners or at least survival skills anymore ? This one just had too much arrogance to stomach.
"Let me guess . . . Star football player?" Mikes smile at this grew and his ego increased a hell of a lot.
"You know it babe. So how about we carry this on after school. My parents are out and we'd have the place all to ourselves . . ." That was just god awful. Seriously? I mean get real? Now I really was about to brake his fingers. I'm not known for having a good temper. And he thinks it is a good idea to trace his fingers up and down my arm ? This boy has a death wish.
"You wanna know how your life will turn out? Babe? How your future will turn out?" By now a whole crowd of people were watching. Some - two girls were glaring - I guess they like Mike . Hmmm can't imagine why. . . Well I guess now I won't be getting that warm welcome I was so hoping for. They looked like the cheerleading, queen bee type.
"Oh your into all that kinky shit, psychic crap. I'll bite." After this self-confident statement the student body seemed to take a collective gasp and were holding their breath in anticipation of my reply. God was high school that boring that these people felt the need to watch some guy get his ass handed to him. Ah the irony of that statement, I would be the one biting, if anyone. Maybe I'll make a meal out of this guy.
"So you're the most popular guy in high school. You'll date the head cheerleader. Be elected prom king. Marry the prom queen. Maybe offered a college scholarship for football, but I don't think your that good. But say you did get into college, maybe you would have a few good games. But eventually your football career will be over; whither by injury or you get kicked out for drugs or something.
You'll return home, back to Forks, maybe become a bartender at the local pub or serve drinks to all those people who you gave shit to in high school. The geeks who grow up to be doctor and lawyers etc. Those people who can keep their family happy, support their kids in their dreams.
While you find out your wife has cheated on you, so you drink away your troubles and become a bitter old man. And you want to know who you'll have on your death-bed; nothing and no one."
The student body were all standing waiting for Mike's next move, how pathetic these people are. But I guess watching the guy that you pretend to love but secretly hate get told off might be fun. Apparently I had rendered him speechless.
"You see that's why girls with asses like mine, don't waste time on boys with faces like yours. I'm going places in my life and your going nowhere."
I walked away. Now I am extremely proud of myself for not killing him. As much as I wanted to I wanted to have a place to call home more. If I killed him I would have to make everyone forget and I would have to move on and I don't want to. I was going to stick it out in this god forsaken town.
I walked into first period to see everyone move backwards away form the new mean girl. Well it seems I got myself a reputation. Oh joy, maybe now jackasses will think twice before they brand me a slut and try to get me into bed.
I handed my slip to the teacher. Mrs Newlands seemed like a nice teacher, and contrary to popular belief I am not terrible at math. I had nothing to get my mind off losing everyone that I had ever loved or cared about so I studied. Now I'm good at it, good at school.
"Ah Rosemarie," She started, I hate my full name. It's the only thing worse than being called Rosie.
"Just Rose."
"Well Rose, I hope you find it welcoming here. If you ever need anything I'm here to help. Would you like to introduce yourself to the class?"
"Sure." I turned to the class. Most people probably would hate doing this but I really don't mind it. "My name is Rosemaire Hathaway Mazur. Ever call me that and your dead it's Rose. I'm seventeen. My mum's Scottish and my dad is Turkish but I grew up in Montana."
"Well that's lovely Rose. Why don't you take a seat beside Mike there."
"Em Miss I'd rather not. Mike and I don't get along to well."
"Okay then take one of the other empty seats." This was said with a look of complete understanding. I guess she doesn't really like Mike either.
I chose the most inviting looking seat beside a geeky looking girl. She really would be pretty if she waxed her eyebrows, fixed her hair and got nice glasses or contacts.
"Hi I'm Rose."
"I'm Angela, it's nice to meet you. I heard about what you said to Mike this morning it was really cool."
"Well Mike's an ass. Do you want to hang out sometime?"
"You want to hang out with me? No offence but girls that look like you normally join the cheerleading squad and if you want to it's really not a good idea to be associated with me."
"Yeah well I'm different. Don't put yourself down, your really pretty."
"Yeah whatever."
"Ok why don't you come to mine tonight and we'll give you a make-over and prove just how pretty you are?"
"You don't have to you know?"
"I know but I want to. Plus I'd like to have real friends, not superficial friends."
"Well in that case I'd love to."
We spend the rest in silence. At the end of the period we exchanged phone numbers and I text Angela my address.
The rest of the day passed slowly. When the bell rang signalling the end of the day I had to physically stop myself from sprinting at my vampire speed out the building. When I got to the car park there was a group of boys and girls around the shiny silver Volvo staring at me. Don't they know it's rude to stare? I glared back and raised an eyebrow. The blonde ones face twisted into a glare, well looks like I had found another barbie. And I'd have to pass them to get to my car, just my luck looks like another fight . . .
"Do you practice that glare in front of the mirror. You almost look deadly. If only looks could kill huh?" That probably wasn't the best way to start a conversation with people I couldn't be bothered fighting with.
"I could ask you the same thing. I'm Rosalie."
"Huh. Well you probably already know my name but I'll tell you anyway since we're doing the happy introductions. I'm Rose."
"You smell funny. Like really sweet not completely . . . human" The last part was mumbled under the guys breath to faint to hear by a human. The guy promptly cut off anything else he was going to say after he got elbowed in the side by Rosalie.
"I'm Emmett by the way Rosie's boyfriend."
"Nice to know. You seem have him under control. I don't smell human? Strange no one has ever said anything like that to me before. But now that you bring it up you don't smell human either . . .?"
"Maybe we should discus this somewhere more private. At our home would probably be best."
"Urg fine as long as we are done by seven I have a friend coming over." Angela and I had arranged that she would come over to mine at half seven but I would like to be home when she came so seven was a good time to leave at. Some might think that isn't a good idea to enter a strangers house but I can protect myself.
"Follow us then. Nice car by the way."
"Thanks."
Edwards POV
Existing. That was all I was really doing. Nothing new, nothing ever changing. I don't have a mate to live for. I do have my family and they are great but all this love between the couples really isn't working for me. I think I'll leave. I'll return home when I find my mate. It just hurts staying here, seeing something that is just out of my reach.
"Hurry up Edward. Quite brooding, we're going to be late." My sister Alice was just too chirpy. Too happy all the time. Not to mention excitable, she even likes school. But I love her for some twisted, warped reason.
"I'm coming, okay I'm coming." I still made no effort to move from the balcony overlooking the forest that I was currently sitting on.
You know I've seen you decision to leave. Edward if that's what you need I'll support you but I really hope that you don't have to leave. And if you don't know that this will always be your home and you'll be welcomed back anytime.
Have I mentioned that I can read minds? No? Well I can.
I let Alice drag me outside and into the car. Something that all my family have in common is a need for speed. When we arrived at the school we took our regular parking space.
"OMG there is a new student! Why didn't I see it? She's really pretty. Why did I see it?"
There in front of the only other decent car in the car park was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. She had long silky brown hair to her waist and the most amazing deep brown eyes. Her figure left nothing to be desired, she was gorgeous, curves in all the right places. Her skin was tanned. She was dressed in black skinny jeans with a silver studded belt and a red top that ended about an inch before her jeans started. To top it off she had a fitted black leather jacket on. Her voice was powerful and made you listen no matter what she was saying . . .
"Uh Edward. Your drooling." Alice giggled hugging Jasper. Wonderful now I had the rest of my family on my back. But she's just so beautiful.
"You wanna know how your life will turn out? Babe? How your future will turn out?" The girl said questioningly, by now a whole crowd of people were watching.
"I think your girl might just be crazy." Emmett stated intelligently (note the sarcasm) with his infuriating grin.
"She's not mine Emmett."
"But you want her to be."
Silence. That I didn't have an answer for. I don't like lying to my family. So I thought silence would make them drop it. Apparently I was wrong, this just fuelled them even more.
"Oh you do. Eddie has a crush. Eddie has a crush. Eddie has a crush. Eddie has a crush"
"Shut up Emmett I want to hear this." Thank God for Alice. "You can annoy Edward after." Or not.
"Oh your into all that kinky shit, psychic crap. I'll bite." Mike. I had never like him but right now I wanted to killed him. A growl escaped me.
"If anyone is going to bite it'll be me. I've never liked that ass do you think that anyone will miss him if he disappeared?" I was seething, so much so that I was shaking.
"You have to get it under control Edward people are staring." Rosie said.
"Shhhhhh. I trying to listen."
"So you're the most popular guy in high school. You'll date the head cheerleader. Be elected prom king. Marry the prom queen. Maybe offered a college scholarship for football, but I don't think your that good. But say you did get into college, maybe you would have a few good games. But eventually your football career will be over; wither by injury or you get kicked out for drugs or something.
You'll return home, back to Forks, maybe become a bartender at the local pub or serve drinks to all those people that you gave shit to in high school. The geeks who grow up to be doctor and lawyers etc. Those people who can keep their family happy, support their kids in their dreams.
While you find out your wife has cheated on you, so you drink away your troubles and become a bitter old man. And you want to know who you'll have on your death-bed; nothing and no one."
"Damn, Eddie your girls cruel."
"I like her Edward, she can take care of herself." Rosie stated, happy with herself. "This doesn't mean that I'll be nice to her though." With that she walked towards her first period class, leaving all of us laughing. Rosalie was just so . . . her.
The day passed fairly slowly, I never seen that girl again. Who I learned was called Rose.
After school was out my family and I meet in the car park.
"Do you practice that glare in front of the mirror. You almost look deadly. If only looks could kill huh?" Looks like Rose wasn't going to be nice to Rosalie either. Up close something was different about Rose. She didn't smell quite human . . .
"I could ask you the same thing. I'm Rosalie."
"Huh. Well you probably already know my name but I'll tell you anyway since we're doing the happy introductions. I'm Rose."
"You smell funny. Like really sweet not completely . . . human" Emmett of course being the idiot that he was said what the rest of us was thinking. At least he said the last part low enough that only we could hear.
"I'm Emmett by the way Rosie's boyfriend."
"Nice to know. You seem to have him under control. I don't smell human? Strange no one has ever said anything like that to me before. But now that you bring it up you don't smell human either . . .?" Crap.
"Maybe we should discus this somewhere more private. At our home would probably be best."
"Urg fine as long as we are done by seven I have a friend coming over." Great now we just had to let Esme and Carlisle know.
"Follow us then. Nice car by the way."
"Alice will you . . ."
"Already on it." She said taking out her phone whilst getting into the car at human speed.
"Carlisle, we're going to have a guest . . . Yes . . . Can you let Esme know . . . Ok bye love you."
"Carlisle is already home he's going to let Esme know that Rose is coming back to ours."
