~* hey guys, so i'm hoping to hear some feedback to let me know what u think. i'll try to not barge in with these commentaries so you can keep reading the story, but i would like to get some reviews so i can have more motivation to continue. thanks! (twilight and its characters do not belong to me)
-crazymary.
The smell of breakfast sent my stomach grumbling. Usually, I'd prefer blood than human food, but anything was good enough right now. My parents had installed a small kitchen to our cottage home for me, because they wanted me to get used to food other than blood for sustenance and when I finally started high school in the fall. That was a very exciting thought for me since it was my first time to be with people (sort of) my own age. Technically I was six years old but due to my rapid growth rate, I was in a body of an 18 year old. Luckily, my mind absorbed everything so quickly that I wasn't behind in my studies. That was mostly due to my vampire father. I was also not behind in any of the latest fashion from any major or minor designer. That was definitely due to my Aunt Alice, which preferred being called Auntie A. I did love all the new clothes and especially the cars but I still loved the very simple things like strolling in the woods or reading classical novels. I got that from my once human, now beautiful vampire mother.
I think I'm probably the luckiest girl in the world to be loved by so many people. On my vampire side, my grandfather and grandmother, or I like to call Papa and Nana, not only loved my parents diligently, but also me as well. They are not only parents and grandparents to our family, they are a source of leadership. My Auntie A and Uncle Jasper are mostly around my parents since they attend the University of Washington with them. Auntie A acts just like a sister and Uncle Jasper is like my solemn older brother. He doesn't speak much but I sure bring him out when I challenge him to any sport. Uncle Emmett is also the same way, but he's never quiet. He's so obnoxious and loud, I really don't know how Aunt Rosalie can stand that twenty-four-seven. But one of the best parts of Uncle Emmett is that he's a great time. Whenever I'm not so busy, I love accompanying him while he's watching a game on the flat screen. The riot and being oblivious to anyone around, it's just so much fun. Aunt Rosalie, I look at her as a proper, sophisticated lady. I can imagine her with her blonde luxurious hair all up, making her seem taller, and a big ruffle dress that would hang off her shoulders. She is actually more of a disciplinarian to me than my own father. I wish I could be just as half as confident as she is. Uncle Emmett and Aunt Rosalie used to be around more when I was younger, but as I started to grow older in my electric pace of a growth spurt, they started to go out of the country for their millionth honeymoon.
My enchanting parents, Edward and Bella Cullen, were my definition of the perfect love story. And they were absolutely the best parents a crazy growing girl could ever possibly have. Because I was born, my mother put off college so she and my father could homeschool me full-time and keep up with my growth. I couldn't ask for better mentors of any subject, at any time. What was even more fascinating was the fact that we all looked like we were in our late teens, with the exception of Papa and Nana (who looked like they were about 7 years older than us). We were a family of impossibly ageless, bewitching, vegetarian vampires. No one missed a single moment when it came to our family. How can they? With my father, who couldn't resist taking a peek into my mind, Auntie A being able to predict the future, Uncle Jasper that could feel what anyone was feeling and change it, and a group of vampires that never sleep, sometimes I needed a human minute.
I would visit from time to time to my Grandpappy Charlie and Miss Sue. She didn't like being called a grandma of any sense and she wasn't my grandmother just yet. Grandpappy just popped the question about a couple months ago. Miss Sue and her son, Seth started living together in the old house where Mama used to live. Miss Sue did insist a whole new renovation on the house, so that included new decoration, installation of more than one bathroom and bedroom, and other upgrades among the home. Seth had grown so much from a fifteen year old boy to an extremely handsome and genuine twenty-one year old. He was about to graduate from the same university as my parents, Auntie A and Uncle Jasper. Seth's older sister, Leah comes and goes. I actually heard very little from her since the time of the Volturi, the supreme order of vampires, came and attempted to destroy me and my family. Leah had left because she planned on not being what she was, a werewolf. Her brother, Seth, my Jacob, and a majority of the boys in La Push reservation were all mythical wolf-like beasts.
No need for a full moon though. A Quileute werewolf was able to control their shapes for the most part. I've seen it go out of hand and it was my vampire family that cautioned me when I ventured out to La Push with my wolf friends. There were a couple of tribal meetings concerning a half-vampire, half-human crossing over enemy lines. Jacob and Seth, in particular, fought for that right. There were other reasons why I was allowed into La Push but Jacob had always said "It's just Quileute stuff. Don't worry about it." So I didn't. It wasn't like I didn't care for it, it was just that sometimes entering La Push felt like I was intruding. I had overheard some of the Jacob's friends talking about the "bloodsuckers" and I take it that they still weren't comfortable with vampires so close to their land. Although everyone was nice to me in the reservation, I felt like was stuck being the bad guy.
Yeah, I know. What kind of place was Forks, Washington? All these vampires and werewolves running around, what's next, Big Foot?
No, wait. I don't think Big Foot has what it takes to stand a day in Forks.