CHAPTER ONE – PROLOGUE
"Argh!", I muttered.
My iPod really didn't want to cooperate.
Or maybe it was my earphones that where broken.
I sat on a plane to Washington.
The seat next to me were empty.
My blonde hair were in a ponytail and I wore jeans and a t-shirt.
"Excuse me miss?", I heard a beautiful voice next to me.
I slowly turned around to see a teenage boy.
He had reddish brown hair and his eyes where the strangest tone of yellow. Golden.
His face was perfect.
"Yes?"
"I'm sorry to bother you..."
He glanced at my iPod, probably guessing it wasn't working.
"... but is it okay that I sit here?", he asked.
"Yes, of course. By the way, I'm Melinda.", I said, smiling.
He smiled a crooked smile.
"I'm Edward. Edward Cullen."
"Where are you going?", he asked.
"I'm going to Washington.", I answered.
"Oh, me too!", he smiled. "What are you listening to?"
"Ehm, my iPod doesn't work..."
"Oh. But what would you have listened to? If it worked?", he asked.
"Probably... different songs. Different types of music. And you?", I stuttered.
"Same as you. Different.", he answered shortly, but nice.
He asked me thousands of questions, some were hard to answer, some where not.
"So... tell me about your family."
I gasped, but luckily he didn't notice.
"Well... eh... there's mom, dad and my brothers Jim and Carl.", I murmured.
"How's Jim and Carl like?", he asked.
"Eh... Jim's calmer than Carl. Carl's younger.", I answered.
"Oh...", he smiled.
"So tell me about your family!", I smiled back.
"Okay. I have two sisters and two brothers. Carlisle and Esme Cullen adopted all of us.
I have one "real" sister, her name is Alice. And a "real" brother, Emmett.
And there's Jasper and Rosalie..."
I stiffened at the name. Rosalie...
"They're twins...", he continued.
"Oh. It seems like a great family.", I smiled.
He smiled back.
"The plane will land in Washington DC in 10 minutes. Please fasten your seatbelts. Fasten your seatbelts.", the voice from a speaker said.
We did as the voice said, but I accidentally touched his hand. It was cold. Very cold.
"Sorry...", he smiled.
The plane landed smoothly on the track.
"Do you like flying?", Edward suddenly asked.
I nodded.
"Do you?"
"Yes. It makes me feel free.", he answered.
"So... why are you going to Washington?", I asked.
"I'm visiting my grandparents.", he answered. "And you?"
"I... I'll just be in town, if you get what I mean...", I said, almost laughing at his confused expression. He obviously didn't understand.
But he didn't say anything about it.
Then I realized something... His pale skin, his golden eyes, he was ice-cold... And the beauty. His beautiful features. He was a...
Edward POV
Vampire.., Melinda suddenly thought.
I gasped and looked at her, terrified.
She glared at me.
He's a vampire. Oh no.., then her mind went blank.
What? But how... how could she block her mind from me?
And how did she know what I am?
She confidently opened her mouth to say something but shuddered.
Her blonde hair suddenly fell down on her shoulders.
We realized we had to get off the plane and rose up from our chairs and walked together.
She still glared at me.
"You... you're a..."
She gasped, finally realizing she should be afraid of me.
Like Bella never would. And she ended up one of us.
"How did you know?", I asked her, looking into her green eyes. Green. Just like mine were. Before I got changed.
Melinda didn't answer.
"Can you read my mind?", she asked. Her green eyes were confused, but confident.
I shouldn't lie to her. I told her the truth.
"Yes. Yes I can. But not now. You're blocking me... How do you do it?", I asked.
I'm sorry, she thought. But that was the only thing I heard.
"Melinda. You're a strange girl...", I snickered.
"Oh... the dangerous vampire tells me I'm strange...".
Her voice was cold. I froze. But after a few seconds she laughed.
I smiled and relaxed.
Melinda POV
We didn't realize we actually were on the airport with our bags in our hands, walking towards
the exit.
"Eh... I should probably get a taxi.", I said as we walked out from the airport.
"Where are you...", he started, but got interrupted by a big bus driving past us.
"... going?"
"Eh, I'm actually going to Hyattsville...", I murmured.
"Oh... well, then we can ride with the same taxi. I'm going to Riverdale.", he said.
I smiled.