In the one hundred and sixty four years I have lived, I never expected myself to be attending a mere human's high school; full of jocks, cheerleaders, nerds, gothics, vampire freaks, slutty couples, sluts in generals, and those things that call themselves non-hipsters, when they are in fact "hipsters". It's like one of those 80's movies jumped into my real life story, and it is really unbelievable how real a story, or movie could be.
I stood in the foyer of my home, and took in a deep sigh. I was spending the night at my Uncle Giuseppe's Manor. And I use uncle swiftly… because well, he couldn't be my actual uncle if I was born in the 1800's, and himself in the 70s of the 1900s. I had a cup of scotch in my hand, to drink and calm my burning throat for the thirst of human blood. My eyes were darken, and my uncle insisted on me staying "healthy" for today and keeping away from the fresh veins that seeped and pumped through a humans flesh and bone, underneath that luxurious skin. The sound of a pumping heart wrapped around my ears and I swiftly turned around to face my, uncle.
"Isabella, I told you no drinking. You're a minor." Giuseppe had said, pulling the drink from my hands and placing in on the coffee table. He picked at one of the tools for our fire blazing in the living room and tapped the burnt wood gently, the fire eating away and growing as he poked it. "Do you have everything you need for school?" He raised an eyebrow, I could hear a laugh almost inside of his head and it irked me.
"Yes." I replied, and crossed my arms tightly over my chest. "Do I really need to be doing this? I'm merely a hundred and sixty four years old, We didn't have school back then, well not like this anyways." I muttered lowly, of course he knew about me and who I was.
"Yes. But, I need you to adjust because I got some news for you when you come home today—"
"And you can't tell me now?" I raised an eyebrow, with curiosity in my voice.
"Nope, because they won't be here until later-."
"They?" My arms had fallen and my eyebrows narrowed. "Who's they?" I had a little anger in my tone of voice.
"Nothing to worry about, Isabella.. please don't frustrate yourself with this. You better make it to school in the next two minutes." I scuffed at his scandal of me making it to school in two minutes, of course I would, I have ten times the amenity than a human does with every sense, touch , feel and physical performance.
"Don't worry." I grabbed the orange jansport backpack and slanged it over my right shoulder, pushing my brown locks of hair over my left shoulder away from the strap that tugged lightly. My hair cascaded down past my breast line and I crossed my arms again, grabbing the keys off the coffee table to the black Mercedes Benz.
"Wait, Isabella—" Giuseppe grabbed a brown bag and threw it to me.
"Really? You packed me lunch?" I laughed and grabbed the bag stuffing it into my back pack. "Thanks." I shook my head and headed into the drive way dropping my bag in the passenger seat as I settled myself in. I put my key in the ignition as the Benz purred and I pulled out of the driveway, I raced down the wet and soggy streets of; Forks, Washington, blasting Babel by Mumford & Sons.
Once reaching the petty school of Forks, Washington. I parked swiftly in the back so my Benz had no chance of getting ruined. I locked the doors after grabbing my bag from the passenger side and headed into the school up the wet outdoor stairs. If it weren't for my lack of balance as a vampire I would have fell down on the first step. I did have some sense though, being a vampire heightened my abilities. As soon as I stepped inside, the smell of the boys bathroom, sweating smelling socks had hit my nose and I looked to my left, wrinkling my nose… Yep there was the bathroom, slash boys locker room. I turned my head in disgust and shook it slightly. The stench of humans engulfed my nose and it was merely hard to ignore such scent. I had to control myself, I could feel my veins underneath my eyes beginning to pulsate at the pressure of the smell, my gums hurting but I shook the imagine of killing every single human around me from my head and sighed. Soon enough I had run into a semi-tall guy with shaggy dirty blonde hair that fell into his dark blue eyes; a smirk slash toothy white smile flashed on his face when he saw me. I chuckled at his thoughts roaming through his head, and he quickly had a confused expression on his face but then smiled again, ignoring my chuckle.
"Hey" He said. "Sorry for bumping into you, my names Mike. Mike Newton." He extended his hand. I'm sure my lack of unfriendly-ness gave him the hint that I wasn't going to shake his hand, when I had just glared at it and then looked back at him. I sighed deeply.
"Bella… Sw-aa-n." I dragged out the S in my current last name.
"Nice to meet you, Bella Sw-aa-n." He chuckled mimicking me. "This is my girlfriend, Jessica."
My eyes averted to the dirty blonde girl and I scanned her up and down quickly before letting out a scoff.
"Something wrong?" Jessica stood tall and almost in front of my face.
"You better step back, because I'm not in the mood and I'll snap your neck with my fingers." I snapped, a growl escaping my lips.
She cleared her throat and stood back as I told her and I smiled, and nodded. "Well, bye."
"Uh wait." Mike had said before I stalked off. "Need help to class?" He raised an eyebrow.
"No." I laughed. "I got a map, isn't that what they make them for?" I raised an eyebrow.
"C'mon Mike, this girl is a joke." I heard Jessica mutter to him and looked down.
"Whatever, Jess." He grumbled and grabbed her hand walking off. I rolled my eyes and turned back the way I was headed to my first class; History. This should be fun.
When entering the class, I could already see the children – yes they are defined as children by me, after all I'm hundred and sixty four years old. – and hear them talking about me. Of course in a small town they would because I was their stranger, but not necessary since they all knew my, uncle. I sat down at an empty seat in the front and pulled my book out of my back, beginning to write down what was on the board, hearing whispers and murmurs of the children behind me on who I was, and how mysterious I looked towards them. I sighed and looked up when the teacher had made eye contact noticing me.
"Ah, .. It's nice to see you again." He smirked, and I shook my head. "Not dropping out this time, hmm? Haven't seen you since ninth grade."
Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. I wanted to so badly say, as the kids began to laugh and I growled snapping my pencil in half, as if the stench of humans didn't anger me already.
"Welcome back." He walked to his desk and pulled out his supplies. I heard the familiar voice that was in the hall before trying to threaten me, and got a good waif of her awful perfume, my nose wrinkled. I took in every student that walked in and they looked from vulnerable, to jock, to jerk, to real jerk, to vulnerable again. It disgusted me greatly.
"Yeah, Thanks." I muttered as I grabbed another pencil tapping it nervously.
"Just a little side note, stay away from my boyfriend." Jessica had said, still staring straight forward as she sat down behind me, I scoffed and then snorted as I held in the laugh that was coming from my mouth.
"Okay." I said sarcastically, like I'd date any mere mortal that attended this high school.
Just as the bell had rung for the end of the class, I quickly grabbed my stuff and headed out avoiding anything or anybody to come and stop me and introduce themselves. It irritated me to be stopped. Next was study hall. Oh boy, I walked to the library and sat down at an empty table, soon only a couple of random guys to sit down with me.
"Can I help you?" I averted myself as they talked around me. "I'm trying to study here." I growled.
"Can I help you?" The kid said in a goofy voice and I growled.
"Watch your mouth, boy." I snapped.
"Or else what?" He chuckled and looked back at me, his dark locks of hair falling in front of his light blue ocean eyes.
"Or else I'll stick a pole up your ass and make you bounce on it." I growled.
"Ooooohhh." All of his friends said in union and laughed after words.
"Yeah, Okay." He spoke sarcastically rolling his eyes, and what happened next was for his own sake as my hand brought its mind of it's own towards his jaw line, the crack of the bone shifting to another angel and breaking it terribly. I grabbed my books and stood up stalking out of the library already making my way to the principles office because I knew they would send me their anyway.
Two days of detention, and blah blah blah, all the restrictions I have been told to do now for punching an "innocent" kid in the mouth. I get it, shut the hell up. I know what I did wrong, the kid should of kept his mouth shut. I scoffed under my breath, or thought I don't know which one it was. My arms tightly crossed over my chest, I was in the worst of moods.
Soon my tall uncle had entered the office and sighed as he looked down at me shaking his head. "Already?" He raised an eyebrow as I stood up.
"Oh sorry. Couldn't tame myself. I forgot." I chuckled and grabbed my bag. "Can we go now?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Not so fast, your staying here until 5. They say you have to clean the bathroom for what you did."
"Oh yeah?" I walked up to the counter and looked down at them.
"Bella." My uncle gripped my shoulder tightly. "No Compelling." He growled and I rolled my eyes.
"Fine, but I'm not cleaning the bathroom. I'd rather stay till 8 and watch the drama geeks."
"Fine. I'll make some type of corrosion." He said and talked to the associate working at the desk as I said my goodbyes to him and headed to the café.
I sat at an empty table, once again. Opening my brown bag that my uncle had given me and looking inside. The smell of a fresh apple hit my nose, and I brought it close to my face examining it with my eyes. Seems fine to me, but taste disgusting with venom roaming my mouth. I set it on the side and searched the bag hopefully for something a little more suitable. Maybe he was nice enough to pack some secret juice box with blood in it. Nope. Only I would do that. Thanks, Uncle Giuseppe. I'll just slaughter all these children in the café. I regret ever having to go to this school.
Once I had gotten the time to relax and sit back in the café I had noticed a tall boy with pale features and a sharp jawline walk into the room, as well as a small pixie like girl following after him, skipping to each step. Must be the popular kids. I thought to myself as they walked closer to me. If they think I'm going to move. I'm not. I thought again as they took a seat staring at me with their golden eyes peering through me and wondering who I was.
"HI!" The pixie girl shouted and I squinted my eyes at the chirpy sound covering my ears.
"Lower your voice, dear God." I growled.
"I know, she's a bit of a hyper child." The bronze hair boy said and chuckled as he took a bite of his sandwich. It seemed he had a hard time to swallow the thing, and I pondered why. I had no questions the whole time they sat there, and they didn't talk to me. They talked to each other, or we exchanged glances every so often. When the final bell had rang for schools ending; I headed off to the parking lot forgetting about staying after for "Detention"; or did I? I got in my car and once started and rolling ; I raced down the wet roads home, to finally drink my blood and scotch to sooth my burning temptations and needs. Oh yeah, I forgot.. My uncle had a surprise for me when I got home. I'm not going to lie; I'm terrified.
Author's Note: I hope you liked the first chapter! :) I got the idea from a couple of stories I have read on here, and some other creative things roaming my mind! First reviewer gets a shout out reply to my story. Tell me what you think and if I should keep on writing more! Chapters will be updated shortly tomorrow or the next day. I might not half a lot of time on my hands so if they don't update currently I do apologize.
Also, Bella is a vampire mixed from VD (Vampire Diaries) and Twilight. She has the sensation of a VD vampire, but the features of a twilight vampire, (glistening in sunlight, pale features and statue like.) For VD part, she has fangs and grows the little face they usually get when they are hungry/horny/andor/angered. c: If you have any questions feel free to ask me! I must go now, since it's 4 am. Please review! Review! Review! 3
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