Chapter 1

' The Beginnig '

Bpov

It was just another day of my never ending life. It started the same, my eyes would atuomatically open a soon as the sun started to peak into the horizon. I could hear Charlies rhythmic heart beat in the next room, Thump Thump Thump. I ran at vampire speed to my closet. I put on my favorite dress, deep blue and stopped about mid-thigh. It had enough sparkle to draw attention but not enough to blind a person, it was more of a shimmer. I paired the dress with black stilettos, Alice would be so proud!!

I missed them so much " keep it together Bella", I muttered to myself. I turned to my labtop sitting on my desk and turned it on.I went to my emails and saw I had one from Renee, two from Jacob, and one from a man advertising fake mustaches. I turned off and took a look around my room. Random articles of clothing were strewn everywhere from my last trip to Italy. I had just gotten back a few day before and had been to lazy to bother with it.

Had a strange feeling that today would be intresting. It was now 6:00 now late enough to go down at human speed i entered the and started to prepare charlies breakfeast. Charlie? Hmmph, I still was trying to figure out that one. Ever since i found out about my past things have been ....... how would i put it? Oooh, yes awkward. I still couldn't grasp the fact that Charlie isn't my real father. I also still could not even to begin to comprehend who, and what my real father is. A vampire like my ex, and who is none other than the Volturi's grandson, who knew? Yes, i am biologically related to the volturi 'shiver'.

Now i could here Charlie step into the shower, and I was done making his breakfeast. Now back to my thoughts, so i'm half vampire half human , I sooooo need theraphy! Charlie stomped down the stairs, grunted a " Hello" and started eating the food. I sighed and grabbed my favorite black leather jacket.

I to choose between my motorcycle (sorry, no type of model ) or my blue Lamborgini Gallardo Syder , decisions, decisions, and the ........... motorcyle wins! Time to go to my personal hell. Pain erupted in my chest as i remembered 'Him' say those words not so long ago. Then I became angry, not at him but at myself for not being good enough. I was pissed!!! I jumped on my bike turned it on and reved the engine, and then speed towards the school at 180 mph. Thats how every day has started since he left me.