My Immortal Angel
By TwihardTelepathy

Disclaimer: We do not own Twilight or any of the characters they belong to Stephanie Meyer

-Well you built up a world of magic
Because your real life is tragic
Yeah you built up a world of magic-

-Brick By Boring Brick by Paramore

Chapter 1-

BPOV

Another town, another boring day at school. They might as well have named the town Cutlery what a stupid name, Forks, it sounds so retarded! I stepped out into the normal Forks weather 'Rain' who knew one town could have so many rain filled clouds.

I had a choice of many different cars to take to school, but to avoid people ogling my car I decided to choose the most conspicuous one, my black Audi r8.
I chose to wear one of my many black hoodies, hoping to blend in. The back had two slits and so did my t-shirt, my wings would be free to come in and out but my shield prevented them from seeing it. Of course I wouldn't need my wings, but I had to be prepared.

Let me explain what I am, I'm not your average human. I am an Immortal Angel. I'm hunted for my powers and the never ending supply of blood rushing through my veins; you could just call me a packed lunch for vamps! I have layered feathered wings that change colour according to my emotions. Of course I'm not allowed to reveal my wings to the so called 'intelligent' human race, else the Volturi will have a reason to imprison me in there so called castle, more like dungeon!

Yes, I know the head of the vampire world. In fact, they want me to join them. I don't blame them; after all, I do have amazing powers like my wings, shield plus the power to absorb any vampire or mythological creatures power so I can use it myself.
Although there is a small flaw. The power is a bit weaker to me than to the actual person its from for example mind-reading if the range for the person who has it is usually 10km for me it is only 5km.

I drove to school, as fast as the speed would allow, which isn't very high, but anyway I didn't really ever have any respect for rule. Rules are made to be broken!

I pulled into the lot and as I suspected all eyes were on me, well more like my car. In the lot the only nice car was a shiny silver Volvo but I had to admit it was no competition for my Audi.

Aah. Another torturous three years at a stupid school with pesky little humans.
Sighing and leaving my car, I shot a glare at all the students in the parking lot, daring them to touch my car. I walked towards the office, feeling the stares of all the boys and the jealousy and resentment coming off the girls in waves that I could have swam in it.

I was enveloped in the warmth of the office and the smell of paper and humans, well of course everyone had different scents but humans had a type of creamy scent added to it, so I could distinguish them easily from other supernatural's, as I like to call them.

The woman at the desk looked disorganised and when I came in she didn't seem to acknowledge me, I guess I should have announced my arrival like most students. Then again I was raised to be respectful to all people not talk like all the disrespectful language kids tend to say, oh if you're wondering I'm 16 years old.

Yeah I know I'm pretty young but then again being forever young has its good points and bad points. The younger I start out in a new place the longer I can stay.

I cleared my throat to get the attention of the elderly women. I looked at the tag on her coat. It read Mrs Cope, it seems she still did not hear. "Mrs Cope?" I called softly. She looked up, looking slightly startled when she acknowledged my presence.

"Err yes, hello, my name is Mrs Cope, and, err, you are?" she said quickly trying hard to sound professional but failing miserably. I stifled a smirk.

"Hello, I am Isabella Swan, I'm starting out school today." I said.

Mrs Cope looked down, pushing up her glasses to the bridge of her nose and clicking quickly on the computer.

"Aah yes, Isabella, let me just print out your schedule."

A few minutes later she had printed out my schedule and handed it to me. "Thanks" I mumbled.

I turned to make my way to my first period when an awful sight reached my eyes. Because there, in the lot, was a bunch of stupid little teenagers surrounding my Audi, or as I liked to call it, my baby.

Mumbling a string of words under my breath I stormed out the door and over to the crowd.

They didn't notice me a first, and continued to laugh and chatter excitedly, some even daring to get their greasy, sticky fingers on my perfect paintwork.

My eyes blazed and I knew if anyone saw me then they would have seen them flash crimson red then back to my normal colour.

"What do you think you're doing?" I snarled.

There was silence and everyone turned to face me. Eyes widened in shock and surprise and some stupid jocks had the nerve to smile what was meant to be their award winning smile but instead made me want to puke.

"Get. Your. Hands. Off. My. Car" I said slowly and threateningly.

Slowly, those who were leaning or sitting on the bonnet slid off, and those minging fingers were removed. I glared at anyone still lingering and they quickly dispersed.

I sighed. Not the first impression I was hoping to give at a new school. Oh well, it wasn't as if I wanted to be friends with any of these losers.

I turned and hurried on to class. How would I survive these next 3 years? Sometimes being immortal isn't always brilliant.

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