One

My name is Edward Anthony Cullen, frozen forever as seventeen, (though in technicality, I'm a hundred and nine.) Yeah, I really don't look that ancient, I promise. I still look like myself when I was seventeen, and mortal. The story 'Dracula' has been around since 1897, I was born in 1901. If I do my math right, then I was turned in 1918. Truth be told, some things in 'Dracula' are false—trust me, I experimented.

For starters, we can actually see our reflections and we can go into sunlight, but only if we wear sunglasses, (something about it's the burning sensation of the sun's encounter with the eyes that make us turn into dust.) As for the rest like a vampire cannot enter a home unless invited, Holy water is like acid for us, and we can't go on Holy grounds is true. My left palm still stings from the Holy water incident, but it's doable. Oh yeah, cool thing, we can actually heal our wounds, unless it's a Holy water incident, or being torn limb from limb, or of course the stake through the heart. Now, what am I forgetting? Oh—right, we're impossibly fast and strong, and have fangs (which is cool, makes people leave me alone real quick). We do sleep during sunlight hours only if we wish too. Hilarious thing is that I'm the only one whom knows vampires can go out in sunlight. I like having one over my fellow vampire clan.

"Edward."

I turned to see one of my fellow vampires, Jasper. He has been a vampire longer then I have been he looks out for me in ways, like a mentor or something. He was my sire. In other words, he's the one who turned me. He taught me everything I needed to know about vampires, how to fight them, how to sense them, everything. Jasper was a cool guy, his crazy blonde hair was even crazier with his lanky, but tall frame, but it suited him.

"C'mon, time for you to feed, kid."

I would always roll my eyes when he would address me as a kid, but I guess since I was the newest vampire in this clan, that I was considered the youngest. Well, I was turned the last and the only one still in his teens.

I sat up from my position on the roof of our home. Just a big huge house, separated from everyone, we were in the woods. Suited me fine, I loved the outdoors, especially night. I gave Jasper a smile. I had to admit, I always got freaked out when I would have to hunt the humans, but since the blood banks were created, we would at times steal from the hospitals. Jasper knew how I felt about the whole human hunting, so he allows me to drink the blood bank's blood. So I wouldn't be alone, he did it with me. Jasper was the closest to a friend I ever had.

"What are you thinking about?"

I took the glass he outstretched to me. I took a sip of the delicious metallic before answering. Strangely enough, blood was like red wine tasting to us. It was like drinking red wine, except its thicker, and the smell was a rusty and salty smell.

"Just things, like that's ever knew, right?"

I was always in deep thought.

"Yeah, it's definitely a 'you' thing."

Jasper jokingly agreed and took a drink of his glass. Truthfully, I couldn't remember my past at all, just my name and age, and the fact Jasper was my sire. Suddenly a thought struck and I smiled.

"What? I know that smile, kid."

Jasper could read me like a book, got irritating really.

"Why me, Jasper?"

"Excuse me?"

His voice was confused, he arch a brow.

"Why did you turn me?"

Honestly, I wanted to know. What was so great about me that he turned me immortal? Jasper surprised me by smiling.

"I was wondering when you would ask. Truthfully, the person you were and still are. Edward, I found you dying, but I also found you trying to help out another kid. You used your last bit of energy trying to cover up his bloody wound, telling him everything was going to be alright, even though you knew you both would die. You kept him alive with the last remaining energy you had."

I scrunched my face.

"But he died…"

Jasper sighed on that.

"Yes, he did unfortunately, but I've been a vampire going on three hundred years, and I lost myself, when I saw you I knew you would be one of those special ones that have a golden soul."

"Golden soul? Don't get all religious on me, Jasper."

He laughed.

"By golden I mean pure good, innocence, and love."

"God, you make me sound like I'm gay!"

Jasper laughed again and ran a hand threw my always messy tousled bronze hair.

"You don't see why I turned you? You make me feel so alive, that's what I needed, a buddy that was always acting like he were still human."

Truthfully, I didn't realize I still acted like I was human, I knew my personality didn't change one bit. I'm rotten, always will be. I smirked and messed up his hair since he messed up mine.

"Eh, what can I say? I'm still a rotten person, guess you're cursed, because you're stuck with me Jazzy-boy!"

Jasper kept his toothy smile—fangs were noticeable plan as night.

"Wouldn't have it any other way kid."

"Forever and always!"

"Okay, Taylor Swift."

I popped my eyes out of their sockets—well technically I couldn't, but I felt like they popped. I smiled and laughed, though.

"Well, when Alice is listening to it, and you're on the same floor with her, you get the words stuck in your head!"

Alice was Jasper's sire to be honest, but they're lovebirds. I wonder if I'd ever find anyone worth turning. Jasper says it's dangerous to turn others, because you could possibly kill them in the process by mistake—which sucked!

"What can I say? With you and Alice in my existence, I feel complete."

"Aw, I complete you!"

I jokingly made my voice all romantic—why too dramatic like in the movies. Jasper laughed at me.

"Don't be crawling in my coffin."

I acted almost hurt.

"Oh darn! I think I'll live."

"Technically—"

"Yeah, yeah, technically I can't be alive, but c'mon! When you're dead, you don't have that many saying you could say!"

"You could say 'I think I'll exist'."

"Nah, too vampire-ish."

Jasper laughed once more. I finished my drink.

"You are a vampire!"

"Doesn't feel like it, I still feel like me, except minus the heart pumping and the cold skin."

"Hey, cold skin suites you, you're already pale!"

"You're just jealous that I'm rocking the pale vampire thing."

Truthfully, you don't turn pale; you stay whatever color you were before. I was just naturally pale. I think my dad was part albino or something. Jasper and Alice were pale too, but not as pale as me, which sucked. During winter they would call me the dead snowman, quite frankly, I didn't see the humor in that. Maybe it was how I reacted or something, but you could never tell with Jasper and Alice. Sort of sucks, the only vampires in this clan was Jasper, Alice, me, James, Victoria, and Laurent. If you wanna go by age then it's Victoria, Laurent, James, Alice, Jasper, and yours truly.

They would always joke—well, Alice, Jasper, and I would. I think the other three were too stupid to remember how to live. I was always at odds with those three, I would occasionally be getting in fights with James or Laurent, but Jasper—being a fun sucker—would break the fight up before it got too serious. He was always the reasonable type, whereas I was the kick-their-ass type.

"What are my favorite boys doing?"

Well look here, Little Miss Pixie in the flash! I would always call her different pet names, just depending what I feel like calling her at the time. She came dancing over to us with her short spiky black hair, pixie features, and jade green eyes. She smiled vibrantly.

"Hi ya', Pixie, I was wondering when you would dance on in."

She giggled and hugged me before taking Jasper's hand.

"I was just wondering where you two were. I could smell your scents up here, so I figured you'd be up here. I was right!"

"Kudos for you, your prize is…Jasper and my obnoxious personality."

"Hey cool, I hit jackpot!"

Jasper nodded.

"You two are something. Sure you're not related? You two act a lot alike."

I scoffed.

"Oh yeah, I act like a hyper pixie…a really short one if that."

"Hey, I'm fun-sized!"

"I see the size, but where's the fun?"

I challenged. Alice laughed and clanged herself to Jasper.

"I said I'm 'fun-sized', but I didn't say who got the fun."

Jasper smiled nervously and cleared his throat. I stuck my tongue out in disgust while scrunching my face up.

"Okay, gross…I don't wanna know what you little freaks do in that coffin."

"Good because it's none of your business!"

Alice chirped in her high voice with a bigger smile—if it were possible.

"I don't wanna make it my business. What you two do in the coffin is fine by me, just as long as I don't find out."

Jasper and Alice laughed in harmony. That was my two best friends for ya', crazy little coffin freaks.

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