A/N:

Sophie: Hey this is BoysInBooksAreBetter. Here's our first joint fan fiction. I'd like to thank my lovely original beta, friend/pen pal and fellow account owner Intoxicated By His Presence for helping me, editing for me which I know is a hard task and enjoy.

Mariah:Hello everyone this is Intoxicated By His Presence, and I just wanted to give a big thanks to my friend Sophie for coming up with the idea for this story. I enjoyed every second of working on it with her and I hope you guys enjoy it too!

There are few people whom I really love, and still fewer whom I think well.
The more I see of the world, the more am I dissatisfied with it; and every day confirms my belief
of the inconsistency of all human characters, and of the little dependence that can be placed
on the appearance of either merit or sense.
Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice.

Chapter 1

Irritation:

"Okay, so I'll have each of you answer some questions about the road, but I'll need to separate you five. We don't want any cheating." a woman's sickly sweet voice chimed from some where behind my back.

That's right, little brother, no cheating.

I made a face at Emmett, who stood in front of me, clutching Rosalie's hand.

Alice chuckled from beside me and Jasper turned away from the huge, front glass doors to complete our little family circle.

"Good Luck kids," Esme called quietly from the reception hall and Carlisle just smiled at us.

I scowled and turned to face the small, bleached blonde woman smiling brightly at us.

Wow, I'd let any of them drive my car. Even the girls are hot! I wonder if I fail them, would I get to see them again.

"Follow me," she said out loud.

What does she think of us? or something along those lines came firing at me from all four of my sibling's minds.

"The usual," I muttered, barely moving my lips.

We all followed behind her, being careful to walk at a reasonably human pace.

We walked down the plain, grey hallway until we reached equally plain doors.

"You'll all need to separate to ensure cheating is not an option," as she said this she glanced at me from over her clipboard winking one of her heavily make-up coated eyes. She had big fake eyelashes, and shockingly bright red lipstick.

She licked her lips and after tearing her eyes away from us clicked over in her red heels to unlock each door.

I had to block out Rosalie's thoughts to stop myself from growling aloud at her.

I hope the redhead picks my door, the good-looking ones always do.

I suppressed a shudder and concentrated on the pulsing heartbeats behind the doors.

In the third door, there was no human trace so I took that to be her room.

Better make sure she knows who's up for grabs, Emmett thought before pulling Rosalie into a passionate kiss, which she returned willingly.

They pulled apart and Emmett opened the door in front of him, the fourth door, while Rose took the fifth.

I breathed a sigh of frustration at the fact that I'd probably have to have Miss Flirtatious as an instructor. The test would be easy, trying to block out this woman and her sleazy thoughts would not.

"Nice my brother." Jasper muttered hitting his fist against Emmett's in such a fast motion that the human didn't have a chance of noticing.

All she would have seen was the overly expressive couple disappearing through their individual doors.

Jasper smirked at me and must have caught the gist of Emmett's thoughts because he, Jasper Hale, the vampire whose idea of romance is sitting together watching the History Channel, not public displays of affection, pulled his pixie into his arms and kissed her with all his might.

Sorry Ed, Alice thought as they pulled apart and took doors one and two.

I could hear the disappointment in our escort's thoughts, that all of us were together before she realized that I was the odd man out.

She licked her lips at me again but I just nodded at her and quickly walked through the only remaining door, a little too quickly. The door opened with too much force and the handle cracked into the wall leaving a very noticeable dent. A few paint chips fell to the floor revealing a terrible yellow colour that the grey had been covering up.

"Angry?" She commented, walking close behind me. Too Close.

I growled under my breath and hurried to take a seat on a rather small metal chair resting under a dull brown table.

The chair creaked as I pulled it out but I know I made no sound.

She took a seat on the table opposite me, crossing her tanned legs seductively while batting her eyelashes at me.

I looked down at my paper, which was full of too easy questions.

I had to pretend that I hadn't taken this test so many times that I could actually remember the questions from one of the first tests I ever took.

I finished quickly and glanced up at her through my eyelashes without moving my head.

She was staring at me, trying not to look lustful but chewing on her pen in what was supposed to be an appealing way.

She was thinking some of the most obscene things. A woman shouldn't think those things, and I tried my hardest to ignore it.

I stood and placed my test next to her on the table, not missing the sweep of her eyes as they passed over my body.

I also did not miss the way she pushed her legs against my thigh and ran her foot up my leg.

I moved away quickly and coughed unnecessarily to hide the unnatural fluidity and speed of the movement.

She looked disappointed but quickly caught herself and continued to gaze lustfully.

"Is it time for the practical?" I asked, trying to sound uninterested.

She gaped at me and it was a moment before I realized what the matter was.

I hadn't spoken to her once yet and she was seemingly more attracted to my voice. Or so she thought.

I couldn't understand human women. It took next to nothing to attract them and such simple things like hair to make them believe they were in love.

I would never find a mate. Not that I need one, I am happy and very aware of how petty they were, immature and not, in any way, capable of holding my attention. They were shallow and only able to think and want one thing.

Esme, Rosalie and Alice were the only women around in my existence and they were all I could take. No other girl I could meet would be able to fill Esme's footsteps.

While I was lost in these thoughts, she composed herself and began glancing through my paper.

"Mr…Cullen, you're fifteen, so only old enough to go for your learners. No practical required." she stuttered, looking sad to be rid of me so quickly.

I was torn between two emotions. Amusement at the very idea of me being a "learner" and frustration that I would have to "convince" this human to let me take the full test.

I glided over and sat besides her making her heart beat erratically.

I knew the rest of my vampire family would notice and were probably trying their hardest not to laugh.

I placed my hands in my lap so she wouldn't be tempted to touch me and be distracted by my unnatural body temperature.

I gazed at her, my golden eyes piercing hers as her thoughts turned incoherent.

"What was your name again?" I purred, suppressing my disgust.

"S…s…Sarah" she stuttered her thoughts still scattered. Of course it would be who else would think of herself as a princess besides Rosalie, I guess her parents picked her name well.

I smiled seductively and moved my face close to hers.

I could smell her breath unappetizingly fanning across my face and see the blank look in her dull grey eyes.

I knew she was a few years older than my 'age' but this worked with everyone, any time, any age.

"Why don't we compromise and you let me go for a full license and I'll pass well enough that it won't be suspicious." I breathed making sure she inhaled my enticing scent.

Her heart spluttered, skipping a few beats before she pulled herself together, blinked and nodded slowly, not quite remembering what she was agreeing to.

She leaned forward but I had already moved off the table and had my hand on the door before she could blink again.

As I stepped through the door, I heard the distinct tenor of Rosalie's thoughts.

Ew! He's so disgusting, he can't even keep his drool in his mouth! What is he? Old enough to be my grand father??

I snorted at the obscure possibility that any man who drooled over Rosalie was likely to be old enough to be her grandfather.

A/N:

Mariah: Okay so there it is. What did you guys think? Review (remember bio, you've been warned. lol)!! The next chapter will be out soon and we will be starting my idea for a story even sooner, so watch out!

Sophie: Yes, please do. She's right. You have been warned.