Senior year at high school. Not hard, but definitely not easy.
It was the November, the second month into my new school year.
My family lived in Oregon, just a few miles north of Salem. We lived in a fairly forested place, where the sun didn't hit our house.
We used to live in northern Washington, near the town of Mukilteo, but we became a little too well-known.
This was the perfect place for us to stay. Not a lot of people, not a lot of sun, and just right considering we were vampires.
Yes, I said it, vampires.
And no, not the ones you see in those cheesy horror films from the 60's who are vulnerable to garlic and that stuff. Nothing at all like them, considering those were just myths.
We are the real thing, except we don't prowl around at night looking for poor worthless citizens to feast on. We don't thirst off people, just animals.
Mountain lions are my favorite.
My family has a long line of vampire ancestry, but we'll get into that later.
I got up from the couch in my room next to my dresser, grabbed my stuff for school, and walked out of my bedroom. As I walked past the hallway mirror, and yes, the mirror trick is also a myth, I couldn't help but glance at my eyes.
They were pitch black and I had known that. I hadn't quenched my thirst in about 2 weeks, and I really needed something, considering I was fairly new to this whole vampire thing…
My long, dark brown hair was draped over my shoulders and my bangs covered my left eye.
I looked mysterious enough and the last thing I needed was for me to be thirsty.
I went down the stairs to our unneeded kitchen and greeted my mom by the sink, looking out the window.
"I'm going to school now." I said. But not like she didn't know that.
She, like my dad, had special powers. She could read minds like my dad, but control them too, making people change their minds on purpose.
"Why weren't you hunting last night? Genevieve, you look too thirsty! Are you sure you'll be okay at school today?"
I just knew she would say that. My adopted mom, Isabella Cullen, had made me a vampire when I was 18, which was back in the year 2010. It's been, now, about 3 years, and I had started developing a mind reading power, just like her and my dad.
My adopted dad, Edward Cullen, had been a vampire for almost about 100 years now. They got married in 2005, and as vampires, they couldn't have a kid.
They're my age, but technically older, but I still think of them as my parents. In June 2010, just days after my birthday, my mother died from this sickness that was some kind of bird flu that hit most of us in northern Washington, and my dad had died years ago after a bomb attack in Turkey, where he got imported back to.
I had also been sick with the bird flu, and Bella had been my friend, and I knew her secret.
She had turned me into a vampire just moments before I was about to die.
I lived through the pain, and here I am now, adopted and renewed.
I had no siblings, and the rest of us Cullen's (which included Carlisle, Esme, Emmett, Rosalie, Alice, and Jasper) all lived scattered around the USA.
"I'll be okay. I promise I'll hunt tonight." I sighed.
"Well, you aren't going to have a choice."
She always said that, which I thought was funny. I didn't see my dad anywhere, so I went out to my car.
I had a nice mustang for anyone my age, considering my family was rich.
It was a dark blue Mustang with the white stripes that went up the hood and down the back.
It had black tinted windows so you couldn't see in and black leather seats. As a human, most would think this was too dark, but it's just perfect for us, considering we don't want to show off our skin when the sun is out (not like we would anyways).
I jumped in my car and started off for my school.