Just so you know this takes place a few years later (maybe 20 years after Breaking Dawn).

These are different Characters than in the book, except those characters may be mentioned.

Disclaimer: Don't own the twilight series even though that would be wicked awesome...

Anyways!

Chapter:

Chapter 1:

There was a different air in the vampire world since the Cullen's had reasoned with the Vulturi. Rules stayed the same, but no one had looked at our 'leaders' the same anymore. There was more fear that if you even stepped out of line once... well lets not explain the details of that idea, I will just say that the end result would be very painful.

There was going to be a revolt soon, and I hadn't decided anything. To fight or not to fight. But why? I had nothing to fight for. I was alone, I had always been alone, and I had never been loved. That is why I chose to go to school, I blame the Cullen's for that idea and for my diet. After I found we didn't have to be feared and we could live in peace, there was no other choice.

Yet school, that was idiotic. Yes I was beautiful, and yes I didn't crave humans, but seriously am I that fearful?

Unlike the Cullen's I chose somewhere not as gloomy; I live in the northern part of Florida. It's a really good thing that the hole town has a covering of trees, and if it doesn't there are the trusty hoodies and the lovely tinted windows (which is kind of illegal, so I try to use my non tinted cars whenever possible, which would be pretty much everyday, because it rains almost every day).

Today though, was very sunny. I worked out a system with the school, that if I "became ill" (was way too bloody freaking sunny), then I would do my school work on the laptop. Even though said plan was in place, I decided to go to school today. Why? Because I am an idiot.

It was when I first saw him. Tan and toned to perfection (well almost), the new kid.

I sat in the hall against my locker trying to think of how many days it would be until I graduated, let us see... there is the rest of sophomore year, junior year, then senior year. There was only three weeks left of sophomore year, then it was time to be locked up in the house for the summer. As I was thinking all of this, footsteps echoed down the hall. It was a different sound than the ones I had heard before in this school. I looked up and saw the black haired boy walking down the hall. His eyes were a gray that reminded me of death. His smell was one of menace, it was not the smell of humans, the ones that I used to crave so much when I was a younger vampire; and I had never been afraid of a human, but was he really a human? His black hair was swept into his face, which gave him an over all colder presence.

He stopped and bent down right next to me. I turned back to staring at the wall. I heard him shift his weight towards me.

"Hey." His voice would have sent shivers down my spine had I not been able to keep still so well. It was thick with coldness that was colder than my skin.

"Hello." I say in my soft melodic voice.

He fumbled with his locker combonation. I sighed, "Do you need help?"

"That would be lovely." He said with what sounded like sarcasm. He tried the code again and failed.

"Just let me help." I comment with a hint of anger in my tone.

He slid out of the way. "So pushy aren't we?"

I opened his locker easily then got up. "You're welcome." I snap.

"Wait." He scrambled to his feet. "I'm Daren Carter." He held out his hand, which I checked to see if one he had any cuts on his wrist and black nail polish. Which he didn't. OK, so he isn't goth or emo. Why else would his aura seem so dark?

I shook his hand before two seconds went by. I loved being able to think fast all the time, it made me feel smart. He flinched when his hand touched my frozen skin.

"Pleasure." I let go and stalked off to class smirking. Even though that boy was a little annoying, I had to admit that his style was impressive. A black button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up, jeans, and black converse, which was so much nicer than the others around.

I sat in the back corner, the darkest part of the classroom, next to the only empty desk.

The teacher took roll. "Billy?"

"Here."

"Mark?"

"Yeah?" Giggles erupted from the class.

A boy walked in a coughed.

"Oh, class this is our new student."

"Crap!" I hissed under my breath. I shrunk lower into my chair.

"Child, what is your name again?" The aging woman uneasily shifted her weight.

"Daren." He smirked at her.

She pointed to the only empty seat. DID I MENTION THAT WAS NEXT TO ME!

"Marianna Warren?"

I put two of my fingers up and waved, really it was more like a salute, but it's a wave none the less.

A note flew in front of my face and I turned to face with the person who threw it. Daren smiled... grinned evilly at me. I opened the note and glarred at the words writen there: "Aww such a pretty name you have."

I scribbled quickly, for a human, saying: "What the hell? You have mental problems right?" I gave him the note and he once again threw it to me.

"I was just trying to be polite."

"I'm so sure you were." I rolled my eyes and handed over the note. The bell rang, and I hurried out of the room.

Thank you bell. Thank you for saving me from torture.

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Ok so that was my first chapter... yay!

Umm thanks.

LAL (Loves A Lot)

Fleur