Title: Obsession

By: Plygrn89

Full Summary: What if the Cullen's weren't the only family living in Forks? Two vampire families. Two vampires. One obsession…Bella.

Prologue

I was sitting in the cafeteria, surrounded by people who were gawking at me. The constant chatter among the teenagers rang loudly in my ear. Sea of faces moved around the room with their eyes wondering in my direction as they murmured quietly, inaudible to my ears. I felt extremely mortified to the attention I was receiving. I couldn't help but raise my shoulders up to meet my jaw line as I cast my eyes down. Swallowing a large lump in my throat, as I bit my lower lip nervously.

I shivered to the cold air the lingered in room. Even with my dark blue sweater, I was still cold. I felt the involuntary chills elevating up my spine. I hated the cold. I miss the sun in Phoenix and how sunlight sent it blistering heat upon my pale skin.

I zoned out the voice that belonged to the girl next to me, for her mouth spread nonstop gossip. I watched her face lightened up to new rumors. I couldn't help but shake my head in dismay.

At the corner of my eye, I saw them. I slightly turned my face towards a small group of people in the far corner of the room, to my left. They were beautiful. I instantly felt insecure to their beauty. My eyes narrowed on their features. Pale white skin, whiter than my own. They sat quietly among themselves, almost still as statues. I couldn't turn my eyes way from them, it was almost tempting to touch their white, wispy skin. Just curious to how their skin would feel against my warm flesh.

There were five of them. Three males and two females. One of the males is clearly tall with muscle that conspicuously revealing itself beneath his dark skin. His black skin color was slightly dull, but none of the less beautiful. His oval head holds full lips with a straight nose. Noticeable dark short curly hair was close to his scalp, army style. His dark eyes casted down at the table before him with his fingers playing lifelessly with his food. The posture he had was slouching forward, almost staring angrily at his plain food. Broad shoulders droop in boredom; his body was lean, similar to a basketball player.

A small petite girl sits closely to him with her eyes staring off and a melancholic expression matured on her face. An eyebrow is slightly arched up with her eyelids squinting. Her right forearms leans casually against the dark boy's shoulder. Her upper body leaned into him as she pulled up her hand to delicately stroke the tips of her fingertips on the nape of his neck. One of her slender legs leaned over her lower thigh, foot dangled lifelessly. I couldn't help but think she stuck up, everything about her screams 'I better than you.' Her body was small with long, slender legs. Her small waistline curved into small noticeable hips. Lift and broaden shoulder, the girl was gifted with a full size chest. Light auburn hair reached to her collarbone with flat bangs that droop slightly at the tips of her eyelids. The ends of her hair layered and they flipped out.

Next to her is another female with ebony hair that curled largely to her hips. A small portion of her hair was flipped to the side and flowed down her chest. Compare to the other girl, she looked sweet and innocent. She too, was small but with no curves, narrowed hips and waistline. A thin body with a small chest, but she had small firm muscles in her arms. A diamond shaped head with pale bow curved lips and a button nose. Almond shaped eyes stared lovingly to the boy next to her as the corner of her lip curved up, allowing the apple of her cheeks to poof. One of her slender fingers lightly traced the outlines of the boy's lips. Her left shoulder is tucked under his arm; her side is facing away from the auburn girl.

The boy holding onto the girl had an agile, thick figure. An oblong head, firm façade look. A square chin with pale thin lips and bulbous nose. His firm arms were concealed by a heavy blue shirt, but the muscle in his arms was noticeable. Wrapping a protective arm around the girl, their bodies close together with their knees touching. They were flamboyant about their relationship. Dark hair was cut close to the scalp and was small curls at the top. Nicely shaved stubble covers his face.

The last boy sat cross from the dark boy. His golden wheat hair curls on the top with a close shaved at the sides and back of his head. His face was squared with deep-set eyes and a straight nose. A visible scar was on his neck, this discoloring mark crossed from his jaw line to his collarbone. His body is lean and tense but his face was softer than the others. He had a more relaxed demeanor.

Without even realizing it, the golden wheat haired boy was staring intensely at me. His eyes were a rich gold that stand contrast to the dark rings under his eyes. The gaze was tantalizing, a hint of fascination swam in his golden orbs. For a moment, I thought they were prompting passion.

The intense gaze forced a deep crimson to flush on my cheeks. I quickly dropped my gaze with haste as I felt my heart nearly came to a stop. I shifted nervously in my chair; I couldn't tell if I was terrified or electrified from his gaze. Temptation played ruthlessly, taunting me to look if he's still staring.

I bit my lip thoughtfully and anticipation. Slowly dipped my chin and cranked my head to the side, allowing my chin to brush against my shoulder. I peaked through the corner of my eye, curiously. Brown hair rested against the side of my head as I looked through the strands of my hair. His penetrating eyes were still watching me. Another wave of crimson flushed my face as I quickly looked away. My heart beat against my ribcage, almost painfully. I didn't know what to make of this feeling that was swelling in my chest.

If I thought this day couldn't get any stranger, well I was wrong.

The door to my right opened with the hinges whined in protest. A gust of wind thrust into the cafeteria. The air was cold and crisp; it bit my covered skin as I felt goosebumps formed beneath the fabric. I shivered once again, I was curious to what lead into the room. I glanced to the side as I was lost in awe to what had came in. Another group of beautiful, pale white individuals. I was completely frozen in place for their beauty has stunned me. Without moving my head, my eyes followed them in amazement. Their walk was elegant and smooth.

There were five, they all walk in their graceful manner to an empty table, parallel to the other group. I continued to watch in awe as they all pulled out a chair in unison, without making a screeching sound. The female blond held a red apple in her hand as her perfect nails dug into the fruit. Her beauty put the others into shame.

I felt small as I continued to stare at their beautiful faces. While I was staring; I've noticed the three males glared towards the other group. Their facial expressions were hostile. A sensation of fear climbed up from stomach to my chest. The chiseled faces were almost frozen with their eyebrows furrowed and lips tight. For a moment, I thought I saw the blond boy upper lip curl up followed by a low hiss. I struggled to hear the sound but the voices of my classmates filled the air. Curiously, I glanced to their other table. They mirrored the others; even the innocent brunette looked terrifying. The one that had me literally trembling with fear was the auburn girl. She wore the mask of death.

It was strange how my classmates were oblivious to the tension that was steaming in the room. I scanned the cafeteria and none of them looked their way. For a moment, I thought I was imagining it due to my discomfort. I glanced back at the group to my right with the blonde girl. My eyes flickered nervously across their faces with bewilderment. Until my heart nearly came to a stop when the bronze boy glanced my way. His eyes were dark as his hostile gilt in his eyes softened into shock. His features immediately changed to frustration with his eyebrows furrowed and then altered into to interest. I had a hard time keep up with all these facial expressions that constantly transformed on his gorgeous face.

Before I had the chance to look away, the bronze boy dropped his eyes. His head slightly shifted towards his confidants without actually staring at them. His pale lips barely moved as I watched them vibrate. Immediately, the others glance away from the other group.

I glance away with a soft pink shade of blush forming on my cheeks. I sat immobility, afraid to stare at the two groups that sat opposite sides of me. Then, it hit me, I was in their cross path…..

To be continued…

So, what do you think?

Two vampire families in one town, one school. I sure you know the second group is the Cullen's. If you want to know who are the other group then you're just going to have to continue reading….

I know you would think one would leave because they are too noticeable, but I bending the rules.

SO anyways, leave a review and be honest…..