Yeah I wished on a star and I still don't own twilight or any of Stephenie's characters. Hmm maybe I'll try blowing out some candles… nope, still didn't work. Hmm what else can I try?
I am the only child of the two most famous vampires in history and that's saying something because vampires live forever, literally. You may know them as Bella and Edward Cullen, the Romeo and Juliet of the vampire world. It can pretty hard having your parents look like they are your 17 year-old siblings. It's also hard to be the only human in a house full of vampires. Well, then again, to say that I was your typical teenage girl would be stretching the truth a bit. I was porcelain pale and according to everyone I met extremely pretty, not quite up to that of the beauty of my vampire family, but as I grew older, I grew prettier. And for some reason, I'm absurdly klutzy. My Uncle Emmett found my clumsiness really funny. So did the rest of the family, but no one would tell me why, and everyone always looked at my mother whenever I asked him why. Then there was the fact that I had abilities. Not like those of a full-blown vampire, but Grandpa Carlisle thought that they would develop on my 16th birthday when I finally morphed into a real vampire. So far all I could do was sense peoples feelings and sometimes their thoughts, sense them but not read them completely. Then I had these weird déjà vu moments when I knew something was going to happen before it did, and when I get really upset objects seem to go flying (yeah that could cause a few problems, and some fun). I have a pretty good life; people who really love me surround me. The only problem with that is that sometimes the people I love, especially my dad, are a little overprotective.
"Isabella, are you ready for your drivers lesson?" speak of the overprotective vampire and he shall appear, his melodic voice brought me out of my reverie. Isabella Elizabeth, I'm named after my mother and my father's real mother, but most call me Izzie. It's a mix between Isabella and Elizabeth that kind of came into being when I was three and my Aunt Alice tried to take me shopping. She said she was calling my name, trying to pull me out of the bookstore and into Baby Gap and I screamed, "No, Izzie want books no clothes!" From then on I was known as Izzie.
I flew down the steps and almost ran directly into my parents. My mother and grandmother were berating my dad, telling him to take it easy on me. He shrugged them off as soon as he saw me and grabbed my arm. My Aunt Alice winked at me from the stairs, she had seen something in my future. The second we got in the car I was read the riot act. I already knew all the rules about driving and knew that my dad was just being my dad and overreacting. I tuned him out and the second he finished ranting; I turned the car on and put it in drive. " Now, Izzie slowly drive down the dr…" I peeled out of the winding driveway at 100 miles per hour (I guess I should have mentioned the fact that I could tap into some of my vampire reflexes). 'Hmm, this is probably what Aunt Alice saw, he he.' We zoomed throughout the small town in Alaska and as we were heading back up the driveway I began to slow. I chanced a look at his face, ' Oh Boy, am I in trouble.' I cut him off before he could begin his tirade. " I'm sorry daddy, I know that was wrong and you get worried when I do something like that. Can you forgive me?" I turned on the puppy dog look and saw his face soften. " Alright my Isabella, you are sooo much like your mother, especially before she was changed. But please I worry about you for a reason, please be careful." " I will Daddy." I leaned over and kissed his cheek. " Go get ready for bed."
After I showered and changed into a pair of boxers and a silky tank top, I glanced into the mirror. 'Do I really look that much like my mother before she was changed?' I criticized my long slightly curly chestnut locks, my peaches and cream skin, and my pale yellow eyes, the color of buttercups, with darkening shots of amber throughout them, and my dark black eyelashes. ' And if I am supposed to be so blessed and so beautiful as everyone says, why do I feel like something is missing?' As I considered my reflection I yawned. ' Well, whatever the answer is, it will have to wait until the morning.
So there it is, my first chapter of my first official fanfic. The fun stuff is coming soon, but first some background. If you want to review I would appreciate it, but I won't be one of those people that refuse to update without reviews!
A shout out to all Twilight fans,
Bella with the blue eyes.