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So here's a little background so your not totally lost ( and just so you know this is not the final copy just a little un edited vision. But it's like three pages and the final is like five. So hope you like it) In this story Jake's daughter Elizabeth is a vampire and has a best friend named Greg-more details inside- but what happens when Elizabeth's father's enemy is one of her best friends and her father's ex-lover is her new roomy!!!! Find out ( THIS DOES NOT TAKE PLACE AT A COLLEGE AND IS 75 YEARS AFTER BELLA'S CHANGE)

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-Vampight Girl

Daddy's little girl

Chapter 1:

the unfaithful day

Liz pov

Less than two years and then, I can start thinking about college again. That is probably all Greg is thinking about too. I guess I could ask him which college we're going to this time but I really don't want to. I always wondered why he decided to go back to high school with me. To bad, this is going to be our fifth time in college, though I already have three degrees in almost everything. I guess I could start over with bachelor's. Ugggghhhh! More work!!! Why does this vampire thing have to have so much work!

Greg was standing by my locker, of course, just like every other boring day. I think yawning is more fun but who am I to decide. Right after English, I always got my Trig book, while Greg gets his Geometry book. Greg isn't so bright when it comes to Geometry.

Greg, well, always needed me for a tutor when it comes to geometry, which is his worst subject, and the only subject he cannot pass. This is his fifth time in it and he still doesn't understand it. I gave Greg my biggest grin and stopped at my locker to get my books.

Greg has been my best friend since kindergarten, when I moved to Nashville, Tennessee, with my father. He was the first person I met when I was officially moved in. He was my next store neighbor, but now he's more of a brother to me. He's always been there for me. He is also the only person I can talk to about my thirst or any other thing vampire related. Mainly because he's a vampire as well. Well, to a point.

Growing up, my family was very against vampires and I'm kinda a outsider right now. Why? Because my dad, mainly, is the one that's against them the most. Something about loving a human and then one of them took her away. He apparently never forgave that said vampire or the said girl for that matter. She broke his heart by going off with one of them, as he liked to call it. But sadly my father passed away before I could tell him what I truly am. And I've only seen one picture of this girl and it was before her change. I guess it's a good thing I never meet her.

I am, what you'd call, a half-breed, but I'd rather be called by my name, Elizabeth Marie Black. Yes, I am a descended of the Black werewolf line. My father was Jacob Black. My mother is unknown, when ever I would talk about her, my father would slap me. OH, did I mention he had anger management issues. Just thought I should let you know. My mother left us before I was one year old, so I really didn't miss her much. The only thing that my dad ever told me about her was that I looked exactly like her.

After Greg and I met, my father noticed some strange things going on in me. Before you knew it, I was running with him. He said it had something to do with me being all of a sudden happy. That was an understatement, Greg made very happy. I was always free when I was around him and never having to worry about other things, mad it all the better.

About a few years later, we graduated. Greg and I decided that we wanted to get out of Nashville, and it worked to our advantage. We both got excepted to Dartmouth college in New Hampshire. It was the most exciting time in our lives. Until the unfaithful night, fifty-five years ago……..

We had been living in Dartmouth for only one year. We went to party's, bar's, club's, pretty much anywhere we could get drunk. We were having the time of our lives. Greg and I had been on and off for the time being, so it wasn't surprising to be in another guys bed.

Before we even began, he started to bit the side of my neck really hard. I hadn't noticed that his smell was the vilest thing on the plant. I must have been to drunk or something but the biting never stopped. At one point he bit so hard, he broke the skin and a vein. At that point I was so intoxicated that I fainted. After that, I don't remember much.

But, after two days, I woke up to Greg's face laying next to me. He had been bitten too, and he looked a bit amused at my face. He had told me that I needed to go and look in a mirror. I did what I was told, and what I saw made my jaw drop about twenty feet. My white blonde hair was replaced with a golden blonde with slight waves. My breasts were at least two sizes bigger, my eyes were a light red, my skin was so tight, I even grew a few inches. I was gorgeous. I never thought that I could look this good. When I had turned back to see Greg I noticed that he had changed too.

His light brown hair was now a dark chocolate brown, his eyes were red just like mine, his skin more muscular than I remembered, and he was just staring at me. After that we vowed that we would stay together no matter what happened to us. And we've done just that, for the past fifty-five years.

Greg started to shake me "Hey Liz. What's up in blonde town? Your totally out of it today. What's the matter?"

"Sorry I'm just thinking about old memories. Are you ready for Geometry class?"

"Hell no!!! What are you talking about, Geometry sucks! I am just glad that you're my tutor, other wise I would fuckin fail." I had to laugh at how he put those words. Greg almost never curses, almost. We started walking to the room that Greg appositely hates, his geometry class, when I noticed Mr. Brown, the principle of our school, start waving at us.

" His he waving at us?" I asked Greg as Mr. Brown started to talk to us.

" Miss Blackstone and Thompson, please come here in my office." We had to change our last name's so that the database wouldn't think were lunatics for using dead peoples names. Greg's real last name is really Thornton. Clever really, we just didn't want the FBI or CIA on our cases. \

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-Vampight Girl