Hey everybody! I decided to write a new story! I'm still working on Never Again for those have read it and are disappointed about me not getting to it! Anyway, here's the new story and I hope you all like it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight Saga or any of the people in it, but I do own Caicey Marie Ackerman

(Caicey's P.O.V)

I always thought my life was abnormal. I never thought that someone out there had a more horrible life then mine. I was wrong, very wrong.

I walked inside panting from the morning run. I walked into my kitchen, opening the fridge to get a bottle of water. I downed it soon. I was covered in sweat and need to take a shower and get ready for school.

"How was the run?" My dad asked entering the room.

"It was refreshing dad." I said. Only then did I notice my slip up. I called him dad.

"What was that?" Oh, no! I could tell he was getting mad. My dad was a major sports fanatic. He never let me call him dad, only coach. When I do call him dad, he gets really mad and I'm always yelled at.

"It was a great run coach." I said a little timidly.

"That's good." He left the room. I sighed in relief. He was in a good mood today. It wasn't like my father ever hit me or anything…I just don't like getting yelled at. I shook my head and walked upstairs to get ready for school.

After the shower I dried my naturally wavy thick brown hair. My hair I thought was my best feature beside my eyes. My hair wasn't just brown it had deep red streaks through out it. Beautiful really.

My eyes were a dark blue, like a really dark blue color. They were framed by long dark lashes.

I had a slim, athletic body. My arms were muscled and my legs too. You could see the muscle. I wasn't like one of those girls who had huge body builder muscles. I think that's revolting. No, I'm just saying you can see the muscle.

I put on a pair of dark skinny jeans. A shirt that has a picture of dinosaur and writing next to the picture saying: Rawr, it means I love you in dinosaur. I love this shirt.

I skipped down stairs to grab an apple.

"Slow down Caicey(A/N it's pronounced Casey.) "My mother said.

"Sorry mom."

I headed out the door and started to walk to school.

I guess I should give you a little information about me. My name is Caicey Marie Ackerman. I'm 14 years old, and I live in a small town in Ireland. (A/N don't kill me but I don't have a clue if Ireland is cloudy or not, in this story it is though, ok?) It's constantly raining here, we hardly have any sunshine. My father is also my track coach, he is very serious about his work. I don't mind…much. Anyways that's what you want to know bout me.

I entered the highschool and went straight to the café. That's where everybody sits and chats before school starts.

"Caicey!"

I turned to find my friend Fiona waving at me.

"Hey," I said.

"Guess what!" She squealed.

"What?"

"We have new students and they are absouletly gorgues! Too bad every single one of them is taken."

"They just got here, how is that even possible?"

"They are all adopted. The new Doctor and his wife. She couldn't have children or something like that, so they adopted."

"Oh."

"That's all you can say? Have you even seen them?"

"No. How bout you point them out and tell me all about them, since I know how badly you want to."

"Okay!" She pointed toward the corner of the café.

There sat 8 beautiful people. Fiona was right, they all were paired up with each other.

A big guy with muscles had a slim tall blonde on his lap. He was muscular, and she a super model. Perfect.

A small girl with pixie like hair was standing next to a tall blond. They were staring in each other's eyes. Lovely.

The next couple was a girl with long brown hair, and the bronze haired guy next to her had his arm around her protectively. Beautiful.

The last was the one that surprised me the most. A girl with bronze curls was looking around excitedly, staring at everything in amazement. The boy next to her looked Indian. He didn't fit next to all the pale beauties, but he stared at the girl with love. Heaven.

Fiona started with the details.

"The big guy is Emmett Cullen, the tall blonde on his lap is his girlfriend Rosalie Hale. Her brother is Jasper Hale, the one with the pixie girl. Her name is Alice Cullen. The brown haired girl is Bella Cullen, and her boyfriend is Edward Masen. The last girl is Edward's little sister, Renesmee Masen. She's with the Indian boy, Jacob Black.

Emmett, Alice, and Bella are all related. Bella's the youngest of them. Edward and Renesmee are related, and so are Jasper and Rosalie. Rosalie and Jasper are twins.

All of them got adopted by Dr. and Mrs. Cullen. Unfourtunate she can't have kids. She was nice enough to let them in. Mrs. Cullen is the actual aunt of Edward and Renesmee. Their parents died of a plane crash, and the kids were visiting their aunt at the time. She took them in.

Rosalie and Jasper are the niece and nephew of Dr. Cullen. Same thing happened except it was a car crash. They were swooped up too.

Emmett, Alice, and Bella are actually adopted. And so is Jacob.

Oh! And Emmett, Rosalie, Jasper, and Jacob are seniors. All 18. Bella, Edward, and Alice are juniors. 17. Renesmee is like you. A freshman! 14."

"How do you know so much about them? And just cause you're a sophomore doesn't mean a thing!"

"I heard it all. And yes it does! Means I'm older!"

" Whatever! So, not all of it is true then?"

"No, I'm pretty sure all of it is true.

"But you don't know for a fact?"

"No…" She looked sad at this realization.

"Hey cutie." Zac. Fiona's boyfriend came up behind her a pecked her cheek.

"Hi!" She squealed. If anyone could make her happy it was Zac.

"Hey Caicey," He addressed me.

I nodded my head. The bell rang, and I headed off to first period.