Chapter One- "WERE GOING DOWN!"

Bella POV

I couldn't wait to spend Summer away from all the drama's of a teenage world, I was only fourteen and already I had suffered enough over-exaggerated fights, break-ups and soul mates to last me a lifetime!

We were heading to London, a country almost as rainy and bleak as Forks, but with the added mystery and culture, and who knows if I was lucky I may even meet the Queen.

Charlii- I mean my dad, I wasn't allowed to call him Charlie to his face was singing aloud to the song "RULE BRITTANIA, BRITTANIA RULES THE WAVES!" I could already tell this was going to be a LONG journey.

My gut clenched as the airhostess began the introduction "In case of emergency the exits are here, here, here and here" Oh God! Why was she mentioning emergencies, I was already feeling nervous about the flight, let's just stay I sometimes get travel sick, and we weren't even off the ground yet!

To make matters worse, my so called parents were leaving me sat next to my irritating and always hyperactive little brother, Thomas. I had to give it to him, he was the most charming and adorable little boy I had ever laid eyes on; he could get anybody to do whatever he wanted. All he did was flutter his long black eyelashes, and give them a cheeky grin and they were putty in his hands.

He was the perfect child appearance wise, black curly hair, deep brown eyes, and dimples framing each side of his rosebud mouth. But that was the problem, he was so adorable you would do anything for him, and if he didn't get what he wanted…he throws tantrums that I swear sometimes shake the house.

My mom is similar to me, except prettier and with loads more charisma. Sometimes, I like to pretend she is my child. Ah, my scatter brained mother so silly and playful; I'm left bringing up Thomas most of the time, I'm the one who punishes him and brushes his teeth at night. Mom prefers to be our friends, and that's fine she is my best friend, but sometimes I wish she would take more control.

Charlie is usually away, working hard as he is "Police Chief Swan to the good people of Forks". His job is his wife and family. But on these irregular holidays, I can see the charming man my mom fell in love with a long time ago.

Just as I was about to completely surrender to my imagination, the seven most outstandingly beautiful creatures ever in existence, danced past our seats.

There presence was so breathtaking, I instinctively searched for wings which would categorise them as the angels I knew they must be. Wings or not, I couldn't possibly believe that these creatures were human and lived in the same world as me, plain old Bella.

Maybe I was dreaming? But certainly my bland imagination wouldn't be able to create such magnificent beings.

They were absolutely perfect, clearly not related by blood but they shared similar features.

Number one, all of there facial features were angular and perfect

Number two, they shared the same white glowing skin tone

Number three, they all had the same liquid topaz eye colour that sent my heart into a fluttering rage.

And finally, they were all the most beautiful people I had seen in my entire life!

I gazed at them as they gracefully took seat in the rows in front; a slender blonde male seemed to lead the way and clearly showed higher authority. His hair was gelled back into careful blonde shell that benefited his oval face; he had smouldering gold eyes etched perfectly to coincide with his sharp nose and strawberry lips.

Behind him stood a bonny woman, young enough to carry of her glamorous figure, but old enough to see she had a maternal edge. By looks of it the two of them were an item, which seemed acceptable as they were each as glorious as the other.

Next a massive boy with brown curly hair bounced along the aisle, he slightly resembled my brother, but with less of the cute and more of the fear. Once again he was perfect, his brawny muscles evident under his thin shirt.

Clutched in his an arm was the single most beautiful woman in existence, she had the body of a goddess, waist long blonde hair and a dazzling smile. It was hard to believe, she hadn't just climbed out of picture drawn by the great Picasso himself. I was stunned and found it difficult not to stare.

As I gained control of myself, the smallest one of them all pirouetted past me. She was absolutely tiny, a pixie, she was so graceful it would bring a tear to any prima ballerina's eye.

Following her was a hunky blonde; who I assumed was a movie star. I instantly presumed he must be one of those ignorant people who care less about others than they do trash, but my judgement was wrong again, it was getting strange. He was clearly infatuated with the little bundle of excitement bouncing around in-front of him, she was his.

Then I saw him, my heart gave out a large sigh as his scent billowed at me. His bronze hair was tousled into a casual array, which appeared to be done with little effort but clearly was significant to the whole appearance of him. I couldn't look away, my heart felt like a lion clawing away at my chest trying desperately to escape and pounce on this magnificent catch.

I was dreaming, definitely dreaming!

His ochre eyes melted into my soul, and complimented each part of his defined facial features. Although he was incredibly good looking, I felt there was something more to him, like his personality matched this indescribable appearance.

He noticed me staring and instantly flashed me a crooked smile, it touched his eyes and made them sparkle, sending my heartbeat into another round of applause.

Edward POV

Urgh, why did these incoherent people have to have such disturbing and graphic minds! I hated being stuck on flights, the endless babble echoing in my head; it's these occasions when I wish I couldn't read every mind.

Mmm, he is so lush, I wonder…

Whoa, did you see the rack on that chick? Awesome!

But of course they would be ogling at my family, how couldn't they? That was to the whole purpose in which we are designed.

Every part of us is carefully selected in order to draw in our ideal prey, for we were vampires. Not your stereotypical, night-flyers, dungeon keeping, coffin sleeping kind; in fact we were anything but.

Our family is what we liked to call vegetarians

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You see, our diet consists mainly of animal blood; it keeps you strong but never really satisfies the burning thirst. Much like a human surviving on tofu, I guess.

Eight short hours and we would be arriving at our newly renovated house in London, we moved around a lot in order to prevent suspicions arising, due to the never aging part of this whole shebang.

Wandering to our seats, I caught the eye of a young girl; she looked around the age of fourteen. Her presence startled me, she had the most intriguing eyes, dark chocolate, layered with wisdom and beauty- the windows to the soul.

She noticed me staring and a gentle blush graced her cheekbones, this girl was anything but ordinary.

I threw her a little smile, reassuring her I wasn't bothered about her looking. Which was kind of odd, seeing as I usually did mind people lusting over me.

But she seemed different; her heart was thudding so hard, I thought it was going to explode right out of her chest, that was a normal response. But I still couldn't shake the feeling that she was seeing straight through me, past my beauty and just staring blankly right at me.

An exhilarating feeling washed over me; I didn't understand it, I had never felt this way before, what could it be? Maybe Jasper could tell me?

Edward darling, you need to take your seat were just about to take off. Ah Esme, my sweet mother for all intense and purposes, always caring.

I sighed and walked over to take my place next to her and Carlisle, they had noticed my subtle change in mood. I just shrugged it off, and set it down to my excitement at exploring a new country.

However, the image of the blushing girl lingered on my mind.

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One hour, forty-three minutes and twelve seconds into the flight; the seatbelt sign was off and the usual bustle of a journey had begun.

My mind ached, at the overload in thoughts; I was having a vampire migraine. I clenched my eyes tightly together, begging for time to pass in order for my mind to be relinquished once again.

A sudden shriek interrupted my private state of mind; I whipped my eyelids open to find Rosalie-my sister, knelt on the ground ecstatic at the sight of a young child.

I loved children, much like the rest of my family; the inner-workings of their minds were so innocent and pure. There minds like a giant sponge, always waiting to soak up knowledge that swam on by.

This little boy was even more irresistible than usual; he had a certain alluring charm. I could see why Rose had reacted in such and excitable manner, he was adorable.

He flashed her a quick grin, and hid behind a pair of slim legs.

"Now, now Tommie stop being shy and say hello" whispered a self-conscious girl.

I looked up to find, the beautiful teen that had previously resigned in my conscious mind. She was more beautiful than I remembered; a bright crimson blush stained her cheeks, clearly showing her embarrassment in the situation.

I stole quick glances at her whilst playing with Thomas, by now my whole family were circling him, amazed at his maturity and literate capability.

The first thing he had said was, "Hello I'm Thomas, like the tank engine, nice to meet your ackatence" He had meant to say acquaintance, but it was still as equally enduring.

We had instantly fallen for his angelic charm, his beautiful features lighting up as time progressed and he became more comfortable.

Esme and Emmet had swapped seats so that her and Rose could take turns bouncing him on their laps. He wriggled and giggled and flashed his pearly white teeth at them, I could see their maternal feelings expanding with each second.

None of them had ever had the chance to bring up a child of their own, and in some way's it had affected there transformation enormously.

Every time a child ran past, I saw Rosalie's dead heart skip a beat. She had wanted nothing more in her human life than to have gorgeous children, and raise them in a beautiful home.

However, this was something that could never happen, and had become a painful curse hanging over her immortal existence.

In some ways the pain was more excruciating for Esme, a long time ago she had lost a baby boy of her own. Although we assumed the roles of her children, she never really got over the urge of having a young child and giving herself completely too said child.

In this moment, their love and excitement radiated out of them so strongly I was slightly taken aback. And although I knew they deserved every happiness of playing with him, I would feel their torture when they had to give him back at the end of the flight.

I looked up to pry on the beautiful girl's face, meeting her gaze; a sudden truth dawned on me.

I COULDN'T READ HER MIND!

Whoa, Edward calm down I've just been hit with overwhelming feelings of anxiety, confusion and desperation. What on hell is the matter?! Queried Jasper silently.

I couldn't calm down, this had never happened before. I knew there had been something wrong with her; right from the start I knew she was different. How come I hadn't picked up on it earlier?

Maybe it was because you were concentrated on her irresistible eyes, so deep, so beautiful…

Stop right there, keep on track you must figure out what is happening!

Calm down, calm down, and calm down that's right Edward. A rush of relaxing waves hit me, I had never been more grateful for Jaspers ability to feel and manipulate other's emotions than I was now!

I was calming down, eyes closed, in my happy place. I would ask Carlisle as soon as we were off the flight what were causing my mind block, and why I couldn't grasp at any thought in her tiny mind.

Anyway what would it matter, I was never going to see this insignificant girl ever again, the girl who had caused a minute glitch in my perfect gift. For some reason as I thought this a bolt of pain jolted through my system, causing un-necessary sorrow.

A sudden jerk tilted the plane, and swung us side to side, shaking us around absurdly. Panic stricken faces, grasped out to family members and the screeching began.

The seatbelt sign illuminated high above the heads of each passenger and the Captains voice bellowed loudly over each inch of the plane.

It came out in a rushed blur, "This is you Captain speaking, we have lost an engine, there is nothing we can do, were going down!"

Here is the first chapter please review and tell me if you want me to carry on :)