Just incase anyone is getting confused with the first chapter. It does get explained, but later on in the story. If you stick with the story it will all make sense and its a pretty good idea. I hope you enjoy what ive wrote. I've already got 7chapters ready for posting in the next few weeks. Please feel free to rate and review, they make me very happy and give me more encouragement to post up new chapters. I'm loving this story so let me know what you think. :-)

EPOV

I hated to admit that this whole weekend had bored me. I had been unable to find entertainment in anything. I'd tried reading, writing, playing my piano. Id even considered hunting but at present I really didn't want to venture out alone.

My brothers had gone house hunting on the outskirts of Seattle. After finishing high school Rosalie and Emmett were going to enrol in a University before arranging yet another wedding. As Jasper was pretending to be Rosalie's twin, he was going to graduate this summer aswel. Normally he would go to university along with my brother and sister. But this year he couldn't face the idea of enrolling again when he was already an expert in the only topic that interested him. Which was war, primarily the civil war. As he would be expected to go to university, especially with the association that our father was a well made man and would expect us all to go. Jasper had decided to move into his own home in Seattle. Far enough away as not to raise suspicion. But close enough to us that he could be near to his wife and be here easily if we needed him. It wasn't unusual for us to move away from the home when it was required of us.

I couldn't tell you how many homes Rosalie and Emmett had owned in the past. Which the majority got demolished due to the way they behaved when they were alone.

My sisters had gone to visit our friends in Denali followed by an intensive shopping trip in which they planned to supply the entire family with their summer wardrobes. There was no chance I would have gone with them for that. I hated going shopping anyway, regardless I did appreciate the intentions of my sisters. Alice always knew what I was going to wear anyway. It never surprised me when I went into my wardrobe and found my weeks outfits fully arranged by day.

I had intended to spend my weekend with Carlisle who is my father for all intents and purposes. That plan had quickly ceased when I had heard my mother Esme's thoughts. She had decided to spend the majority of the weekend in her bed with Carlisle whilst they had the home pretty much to themselves. Well, ignoring the fact that I would be home. Everyone generally ignored my presence when they wanted 'alone' time with their partners. I was used to it.

So here I was in the middle of the night walking around my back garden, aimlessly. My sisters should be the first ones to return and I was almost sure that Carlisle and Esme would resurface as soon as they were aware that their daughters were home. I'm sure that their return would be followed by a few hours and a few hundred dresses worth of a fashion show before we all would get ready for school.

We had moved to Forks a year ago. It seemed to be an almost perfect living situation for my family and me. It always seemed to be overcast and rainy. The rain didn't bother me although I knew it bothered my sister Rosalie who would spend hours arranging her hair each day. I had never met a vainer person in my life then her, but she was my sister and I tended to block her thoughts out of my head. We were surrounded by endless amounts or green. It spread along the floor, on the rocks and even climbed up the incredibly tall trees that surrounded the town so it almost appeared as though it was beginning to grow with the sky.

I didn't know what it was about the serenity in nature that allowed me to truly think. Even though I knew that I was the only one of my family that could really read the thoughts of others, unless I was alone when I was thinking I felt like everybody knew every intricate little thought that crossed my mind.

This wasn't the first time that me and my family had lived in forks.

I originally grew up in Chicago which was where Carlisle found me aged 17 dying in hospital of Spanish Influenza. The year was 1918 when I was changed forever to be frozen in the body of a 17 year old vampire. I had adopted Carlisle's special diet which was to drink the blood of animals as opposed to humans. We referred to ourselves as 'vegetarians'.

A few years later we were joined by his wife Esme of whom he changed after her failed suicide attempt. Ten years later Carlisle changed Rosalie who he hoped would become a mate for me. He was already my father figure and it didn't take long for Esme to become my mother. She was extremely maternal so the role seemed very fitting for her. I never saw Rosalie as anything more than an annoying sister and I was completely opposed to her joining our family. I never had a choice so I just accepted her. Then came Emmett, my big bear of a brother. He became part of our family at Rosalie's request; she had found someone she could love. Jasper and Alice randomly appeared in the 50's knowing pretty much everything about me and my family declaring that they were joining us, and so we welcomed them with open arms.

I always fought an internal battle with myself over my nature. I hated the monster that I knew resided within me. Sometimes I hated that I was a vampire although I could never hate Carlisle and his intentions, I deeply loved my companion. During my early years as a vampire I rebelled against the diet. I saw myself as a monster and took it upon myself to rid the world of all the other monsters out there. I took out rapists, murderers, burglars and any other miscreants. I eventually return to Carlisle and Esme with my bright red eyes glowing, which emphasised the lifestyle choice that I had taken. I was welcomed home and soon returned to the diet. Since that one rebellion I had had no other and my eyes had returned to the honey colour and remained that way since.

Today the only thoughts running through my head were self loathing towards myself and loneliness at not having agreed to spend my time with other members of my family. I could never envision myself with a partner such as what my parents, brothers and sisters had. Although I would love to have that kind of relationship with another person, I knew it would not be possible. Who could love a monster such as me when even I could not love myself. I did not deserve someone and I would not accept the possibility.

I don't know how long I had been standing out here. My shirt was soaked through so I knew at some point it had rained, but I had quickly become lost in my thoughts.

My sister Alice had had a vision almost a year ago to the day now. I had seen it repeated many times in her head. That was why we had come to Forks. She had seen me, happy, and no longer alone. Personally I didn't have much faith in this vision. We all knew better then to bet against Alice but I could never see myself happy or even entertain the prospect of it. I still had to go along with it to keep her in her usual high spirits. She was clearly my favourite sister and we seemed to share a special little bond that no one else in our family had. I was the only one she could truly share her visions with. And the majority of the time it made things within our family a lot easier.

I soon became aware that a car was turning onto the mile long gravel road which leads to our house. My sisters were home.

I went back into the lounge resuming my seat by the roaring fire, which I had lit through boredom. I was waiting for the little pixie to come bounding into the home. I knew I wouldn't have to wait long. It was still a few hours before we needed to get ready for school and I knew that it would be a very long few hours indeed.