A/N: This is my first fan fiction so no flames please I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of this Stephenie Meyer does. I only own Kelly.
1. Changing
I walked down the road toward the corner looking around for Abigail. The people milling around the large shopping center ignored me giggling and sharing gossip.
"Maybe I was supposed to meet her somewhere else." I mumbled to myself.
I looked around and decided that I was supposed to meet her somewhere else. Maybe I was supposed to meet her on the other side of these buildings. I thought to myself, though not looking forward to walking all the way around it. Then I spotted a small alley just down the side walk a little ways.
I quickly pushed past a crowd of middle school students toward the slim alley. I easily fit into it though I didn't have much room on either side of me. It was dark from the thick overcast today and I stumbled over a few bottles scattered in the alley.
When I was about halfway down the alley I first realized it was dead end and then I felt an ominous presence in the alley. I was about to turn around and head back when I felt a sharp intense pain in my right shoulder. I fell to the ground in too much pain to even scream.
My hand eased up to my burning shoulder. It felt like someone was burning my shoulder. I barely turned my head to see a huge pale figure standing behind me blood dripping from his mouth his eyes bright red. He looked almost frightened as he fell to his knees revealing another pale figure though this figure was of a much smaller with golden eyes and had honey blonde hair.
I struggled to keep my eyes open but I couldn't help but close them. My eyes flew open as the pain my shoulder hit me with more power. The pain was so intense that the only things I could realize were that the two figures were gone and there were new tan figures in front of me all of there yells blurring together. I went unconscious soon after I heard the ambulances siren.
When I came to it was three days later at the local hospital. The doctors told my dad I'd probably be a little woozy because I had been under anesthesia for almost three days.
"Kelly I need you to tell me what happened to you. The doctors said you came in with a pretty serious wound honey." My dad said in a soothing voice.
"You would think I was crazy if I told you, dad." I mumbled quietly.
"Don't worry honey just go ahead and tell me." He said reassuringly.
I told my dad everything that had happened even if it sounded crazy it was what had happened. As I went on my dad's eyes seemed to get larger and angrier.