A.N
Hi to anyone reading this! If you're reading this then I think you're super lovely. You shall now be known as my lovelies! So Hi lovelies :D I've reread my first chapter and I realize it leaves a lot to be desired but as this is my first story, I'm okay with that. I hope you are too. I'm depending on reviews to help me get better with all of this. So if you read this please leave me a review with some awesome constructive criticism or just some words of encouragement! Thank you!
Disclaimer: Twilight or it's characters are not my own, I'm just borrowing them for a bit ;) Stephenie Meyer is the brilliant one!
Chapter two
The coven of vampires I'm looking for live in Forks, Washington. The small town is known for being the rainiest town in America. Which is perfect for us vampires, or as I sometimes like to call us, deadly disco balls. When the sun hits our skin we sparkle. It's beautiful and disorienting. If humans we're to see it, they would most likely freak out. Humans don't sparkle, unless they dust body glitter all over themselves and dance on a pole. I kid, I kid. Really though, the sparkling is a hindrance on most days.
The nomad told me the leader of the Coven was Carlisle Cullen; It didn't take much research to find him. He is a big time doctor in the little town. I've decided when I get to Forks, I will seek Carlisle out at his place of work first. I don't want to impose on his home life. The nomad told me Carlisle had a wife named Esme and some other vampires he considered his kids. He wasn't aware what the names of Carlisle's kids were but did know it was 2 girls and 3 boys. I'm not entirely sure what I'm expecting to come of this visit, but I can say that a part of me hopes to be able to join this family.
It doesn't take me long to get to Forks. Being a super fast vampire definitely had it's perks! It was as promised, raining. I immediately understood the appeal this town held for the Cullens. You could hide in plain sight year round. No sleeping the day away like all the vampires in books do, figuratively speaking. Unfortunately, vampires don't actually sleep. I realize most vampires don't care if their skin sparkles in the sunlight but seeing as I've spent the last 63 years either attempting to blend in or just not be seen at all, this was a dream come true. While researching Carlisle, the address for the hospital he works at popped up. I had no trouble remembering it. I also didn't have any trouble finding the hospital once arriving in Forks. It wasn't a very grand hosptial by any means but it had small town charm.
I walked in through the front doors and all the smells associated with hospitals hit me. The receptionist at the front desk took notice of me and did the things most humans do when they see a vampire. Her eyes got bigger and her mouth formed a small O shape. All vampires are beautiful, including me. It's apart of the, luring humans away so we can drink all of their blood, package. Being beautiful helps the humans trust us a little better. I imagine most conversations end with,"Why yes I would like to follow you outside breathtaking stranger." or something along those lines. I have long brown wavy hair, eyes that are golden due to my diet of animal blood, and lips that would be too full on anyone elses face. I walk up to the counter and ask her if she could point me in the direction of Carlisle Cullen.
"Hi, I'm looking for a Carlisle Cullen." I say and smile at her.
"There is a Dr. Carlisle Cullen that works here. Do you have an appointment?" whom I now know is called Sylvia White, answers.
"No ma'am I do not but I was hoping to be able to speak with him today." I give her my most dazzling smile in hopes that she overlooks me not having an appointment and makes room for me as a walk in. It seems to work when she looks down at the appointment book then tells me she can fit me in about 20 mins if I wouldn't mind sitting in the waiting room. I walk over to the patterned chairs perched in the corner and take a seat like she instructed. I glance around in interest. Since I don't actually need to be treated at a hospital, it's been a long time since I've stepped into one. In all actuality there's nothing of interest really there. A few magazines scattered on end tables next to chairs, a tv that looks decently new hanging on the wall, sick humans. Nothing amazing but I find enjoyment in it nonetheless. I haven't had much human interaction since becoming a vampire. Even though I detest the thought of drinking their blood, I have been known to gag at the thought, I don't like putting any humans at risk by being around me for too long. I've been asked by other vampires why I care so much about the humans; they think they are weak and selfish creatures. I always tell them it wasn't a human who did this to me. I didn't want to be a vampire, not that I knew they actually existed before, but the option to choose my destiny was taken from me. Do I hate myself because of what I am? Absolutely not. I've made the best out of the cards I was given but that doesn't mean I have embrace the vampire life like most others.
After about 21 minutes of watching cartoons playing on the tv, apparently there's some sort of bug going around because quite a few children are here, Dr. Cullen walks out. He looks even more gorgeous than the picture showed. His hair is a striking blonde color and his eyes are golden like my own. He radiates comfort if that makes sense. You look at him and you want to tell him your life story. He senses me among the humans and promptly seeks me out. I can tell he's wary of having a vampire in the hospital but once he notices my eyes are golden I see his shoulders go down a fraction. The humans wouldn't have noticed the slight raise in his shoulders indicating he was on alert but I did.
"Bella Swan?" he enquires as he walks over to me.
"Correct and you are Dr. Carlisle Cullen, I've been told great things about you." I answer.
"I'm sure you don't need a check up today but I'm intrigued on why you seeked me out. Would you like to come to my office for a chat?" he asks me softly.
"Very much so, thank you."
He guides me through double doors and leads me down a short hallway to an office on the right. He gestures to the chair in front of his desk, looks at me expectantly, and asks, "What can I do for you?"
