CHAPTER 1
A/N: ok, so the first couple of chapters aren't the best, not too interesting, I understand! But I promise if you keep reading it will get better and more suspenseful!
Quinn POV
I was scrubbing the wet dishes keeping up our family's charade. I don't even really get why we had to go to such measures. But nobody ever really knew what was going through my mothers head. My mother had changed me into a vampire when I was 17. My mother, granted not really my mother but still we all see her as one, is only about 15 years older than I am, she was changed when she was somewhere in her twenty's. Then slowly she found each of us four to form our happy little family.
We have moved around a lot, first we traveled around Europe, learning to speak different languages. It was a good experience, but we decided we needed to settle down, so that is how I got to be in this wonderful house, in a not so wonderful town, named forks, washing dishes. "Mummy dearest, I have no intention to clean already clean dishes!" I shouted in my British accent.
"Well, I just thought it could be something for you to do. You know, get your mind off the new school tomorrow, and besides they were collecting dust." Said my mom, walking into the kitchen. "Where's Derek?"
"Off hunting." Was the only reply she got, as I put away all the dishes.
"I hope nowhere near here."
"Well I wouldn't know would I, he's the one who can tell what people are thinking." I said. I was not in an enjoyable mood.
"Now Quinn, your power is just as important." Mom Said. "It is just to be used for different things, that all."
"You're so encouraging mum." I said, teasing her.
"MOM! I need to go to the store with Quinn so we can get clothes for school!" shouted Colette, bouncing into the kitchen.
"Okay, don't forget to get something for me too." She said with a smile. "It is my first day at the hospital tomorrow." She said her eyes shining with joy. But there was another thing in her eyes. She had told us that she used to live here, but had never gone into detail with anyone besides me, and even my knowledge of her suffering was sketchy.
"Hold a sec." said Colette, her heart shaped face always in a smile. Her almond shaped eyes always full of knowledge. Even though people jumped to conclusions with her being a blonde and all, she was a definite genius. "What is our last name again? I know you said we should change it for precautions, and I quite agree. I mean," she continued hastily, "this is such a small town, who wouldn't remember a name like Swan? No offense." She added at the end.
"None taken, I was thinking something common, like….Smith." said my mother.
"What about Derek, it is not like he is my brother." I said. Raising my eyebrows, I often did that when I talked.
"He…um…well he'll just be your boyfriend with the last name Swan." She said. Her mind already on different things.
"Great, then we will be off."
"Yeah…bye."
Colette and I hopped in my car, a dark gray Jetta, and took off towards what ever city was nearest.
"Do you think I should try my hair black, deep red or a dark,rich chocolate color?" I asked looking at my self in the mirror at the department store. I had already found all I needed, the store was not large enough for anyone (except Colette) to take more than fifteen minutes getting clothes.
"I don't know. I think you should have blue eyes though….why don't you combine the black and the deep red, but only make it look good." Said Colette using her oh-so-good grammar (in case you didn't pick it up, that was sarcasm).
"Good idea" I said I went into a dressing room, and changed my eyes and hair, looked in the mirror, and I couldn't complain. I was tall, about 5'9", I had petite yet full red lips, round blue eyes, and a lighter, more brown, black, that had a tint of red in it, and I had subtle curves, enough not to be as straight as a ruler, but not too much so I look like an oversized hourglass. My power is to change my appearance at will and those around me, if I choose.
When we came home we went our separate ways to our rooms. Our house had three stories. The third was a smaller floor than the rest, it was my area. It had a gigantic sofa in one of the corners, a sheep skin rug in the middle of the floor, and one wall was dedicated to my love of art, and it had all types of paintings. The other wall of my room was covered in CDs and records. Finally, my personal favorite part of my room is that on the other side of the room, I had I big bathroom and closet. My bathroom has a shower, whirlpool/bath and a long counter with different products, mainly make-up. My closet has a bunch of racks all organized to a complexity that it took me a year to figure out. And one wall is just made of one long mirror.
I went down stairs to our bottom floor. On this floor we have the living room with a big grand piano, I like to just play with the notes (I can't actually play, but that is not the point), my mom purchased it once she got her first really big wonderful paycheck at her first job. And many different sofas that we have collected, that all work together thanks to mine and Colette's decorating skills. Derek was on a couch facing the TV. I gracefully plopped myself down next to him and put my head on his shoulder. He sighed, "Well are you ready for your first day at Forks high?" he said, raising his eyes from the TV shortly to catch the look on my face, what ever I was showing in my expression made him laugh.
"Well. I guess. I mean how bad can it be right?" I asked weakly.
"It will be fine." He said rustling my hair.
"Well I am going to make sure everything is ready for tomorrow, if you need me I'll be in my room" I said ducking out under his arm.
"Kay, I'll come up later." He said his attention back on the TV.
I sighed, boys and basketball, and climbed the spiral staircase into my room to turn on some jazz and started putting away my new things. My mom came bursting in, "Stop playing that now!" she said sternly. I stared at her in shock; she hadn't cared what type of music I listened to for over 100 years.
"You know why! This place just brings back too many memories, please don't" she whispered, I could see the pain in her eyes.
"Of course, why don't you just go lie down and read Wuthering Heights…here's the shirt we got you, I thought it would look nice but now I realize it was a mistake" I said smoothly.
"Oh, no dear its fine, the color is gorgeous." Said my mother fingering her dark blue sweater. She turned around and left the room.
Bella POV
It was just so hard to hear that familiar music in this familiar place. It just drove me crazy. I thought about him too much. I just want to forget him, but there is always a reason I remember him just when I was a skip away from forgetting. Damn him! Damn him to hell! Why couldn't he just get out of my mind?! Why can't I just go on living with the ones who truly love me? Of course I knew the answer, but I refused to even think it. He didn't love me any longer; I had come to that realization many years ago.
I refused to let this jeopardize my new life. I just couldn't think of this any more, my hole in my chest is becoming rawer by the day. I just sank down on my bed, and pulled out Wuthering Heights, and sank into the depths of the book.
Quinn came into my room what seemed like 2 seconds later, but what was really quite a long time later, saying I better get ready or I am going to be late for my first day of work. She left my room in a hurry calling the others to meet her at the car, it was time for school. I sighed and got up, picking a decent pair of slacks and a blue ribbed turtle neck, slipping on my most comfy, stiletto boots, and pulling my hair back in a loose bun at the nape of my neck. I grabbed my bag, and went out the door into my Honda.
Quinn POV
As I pulled into the school parking lot I looked around for a place to park, I heard Colette in the back scoff at the size, "I never knew this small of school existed, I thought it was only in the movies."
"Yeah well most people think vampires are only in the movies too." Derek said "there's a place over there to park" he continued, I swerved into that spot right before another silver Volvo could claim it. John clapped laughing at my cut off.
We made our way to the office, people staring at us while we walked. "You would think they have never seen new kids before" said Derek slinging an arm over my shoulder. We entered the tiny office; it had a lot of plastic plants and fold out chairs, but surprisingly a cozy affect on the small area. The woman behind the desk had a cheery smile, fake, pink, long nails, and un-natural orange hair with a bad perm, but still looking like a friendly woman. She looked up from her desk and her mouth dropped open. Derek chuckled lightly under his breath; I elbowed him in the side whispering, "Be nice." He just rolled his eyes. We got our schedules and a piece of paper each of our teachers have to sign. "Return this to me at the end of the day." The secretary said as she handed me my piece of paper.
"Brilliant, thank you so much." I said in my light British accent smiling an award winning smile.
"Laying it on a little thick don't you think?" said Colette under her breath as we exited.
"No such thing." I whispered back, a little smug.
The classes went by in a breeze, thanks to my 116 year life. Before we all knew it, it was lunch. "Hey guys, what's up?" I said sliding into a chair next to Derek, after going through the lunch line to buy food I wasn't going to eat.
"Well," started Colette, in full gossip mode,
"Just the highlights, I don't need to hear all of it." I said cutting in quickly.
"Well, a couple girls have already asked Derek out, only one asked John out, but he evil eyed almost all the girls who looked at him so that might have played into play too. I heard a whole bunch of guys planning how to ask you and me out, and I think it will be quite a humorous experience." She said giggling at the end, I smiled slightly at that, I could feel Derek stiffen beside me.
"What? Are you the only one allowed to get asked out and see their new techniques?" I said, poking him in the side, fake pouting. He just ruffled my hair, and I slapped him pretty hard for messing it up. Then I turned back to Colette, who was practically about to snap and the swerve of the conversation
"Is that- "I started to say,
"Wait, I'm not done." She said crossly, I just rolled my eyes and sighed. "It turns out that we aren't the only vampires who thought Forks was a good spot to live." She said looking meaningfully at a table in the corner. I turned to see who they were; I was surprised to see five golden eyes looking back at me questioningly.
A/N: please review! I just needed to find a way to introduce the characters, read on!