Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns everything Twilight. All I own are my OCs.

Any and all songs in this chapter belong to the original artist, I just enjoy listening to them.

A/N: I am currently hiding out in my room re-writing this chapter while there are guests in my living room. I was feeling so anxious and nervous and awkward I almost ran out of the room. Anyways, thanks for all the love from the reviews! I will actually be responding to reviews because I want to interact with you guys more so here goes!

AndromedaLycurgusSnape: Thanks for making me happy, I really appreciated it. I don't want to give anything away, but your guess about Raina is really accurate! I like to let her flaws be known as well, because I know we all have them. I'm going to try to show that vulnerability about letting them be known. Thanks for reviewing and I hope you like the rewrite!

Lady Braven: Don't worry! You weren't being too harsh or critical, it was the perfect comment for constructive criticism and I appreciate it. I totally agreed about her personality, it just didn't feel right the further along I went. Also, yes, I do tend to fit too many things into one chapter. Thanks for saying I'm a good writer, and I'm going to try to be less wordy. Thanks for the compliment on Ben! I absolutely adore him too. I'm going to let you in on a secret; Ben is actually based off of a really close friend of mine in real life. (Don't worry, I have his express permission to use him in this story). He's just as sweet, kind, innocent and lovable as the written version. I actually used to have a crush on him, but now we're really close friends and I'm so glad to have him in my life, I don't know where I'd be without him.

Moonlightstriking: Your comment actually made me cry. Depression really does suck, and I wish it didn't limit us like it does. There are so many things I want to do or used to do, but now I can't, won't or don't because of my depression. I hope for no depression in our futures as well. If you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here.

Also, my OC Raina deals with depression and anxiety, I'm sure you have an idea as to why from what you've read so far. All details will be revealed later on and I will be giving hints!

TW: This story deals with mature themes such as self-harm and suicide/suicidal thoughts. Reader's discretion is advised.


1

I awoke with a start. I had had another one of my recurring nightmares. I would hear his voice but whenever I was near, I was alone again. I shook off the remaining fear and look around my room. I wouldn't be seeing it for a while.

You see, my parents work for an organisation for 'spies'. If any of their agents went missing, my parents were in charge of taking care of any children they may have. That's all I know though, since I'm not an agent I don't get all the information. They had recently been assigned a new case, larger than any they'd had before. Eight agents had gone missing last night, they were four couples. My parents would be taking in 7 kids, four of which were my age. Whenever we took someone in, we moved to our mansion since it had more space. We spent more time there anyway, so I never really minded.

I got out of bed and headed towards my bathroom. I quickly showered then blow-dried my hair after brushing it through. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and analysed myself. I had dark brown eyes that lightened to a honey colour in the sun, full pink lips and a button nose. My skin was clear and a smooth brown- perks of being Asian I guess. I had thick, straight medium brown hair that reached the bottom of my back and a thin figure. I had been underweight all my life so it never really bothered me when people stared.

I walked over to my closet, humming as I picked out my outfit. I chose one of his hoodies-black, of course- and black leggings. I chose my black combat boots and laced them up. Ever since he had left, all colour had vanished from my life. I only wore colour at home, when I was sure I was all alone. He had been everything beautiful and wonderful in my life, and when he had left, everything went with him.

I wiped away the tears that had begun to form and walked out of my room. I had to put up a front for my family. I knew seeing me like this had to hurt. I plastered a bright smile on my face before entering the kitchen. They greeted me with wary looks, but I smiled even brighter to reassure them. I had to pretend I was okay, even if I knew I wasn't.

I stood there for a bit, unsure of what I should do. I never really ate anymore, I didn't ever feel hungry. Besides, my appetite had grown for other things lately. I decided to drink a glass of water to appease my family. They had no control over me, in fact it was the other way around, but I knew they worried. I grabbed my black leather bag and grabbed my keys. I shouted a goodbye and walked out the door. Another monotonous day at school, yay.


The walk to school was the same as always, I ignored everyone I passed and they cowered in fear. Nothing out of the ordinary. It's the venom in me that wards them off. Although it was better for them if they left me alone, I wished I had friends. Watching groups of friends pass by me stung sometimes. I walked into my first period history class and sat down in the back.

It wasn't like I even needed to go to school, I knew more than all teachers in the world combined could teach me. I had even lived through some of these lessons. I watched a couple holding hands walk in through the door and felt a pang of envy gnaw at me. I quickly looked away and busied myself by looking at my notes. I couldn't torture myself like this.

The class passed by in a blur and, before I knew it, the warning bell was ringing. I hastily got out of my seat and hurried to my next class; English. I actually enjoyed this class. I had a love for literature, particularly the classics. I was thinking about my next composition when I heard my name being called.

''Raina!''

''Yes?'', I sighed. Although I enjoyed this class I hated being called on, it made me nervous and anxious to have all those eyes on me.

''What is your opinion on the misogyny in Shakespeare's works?''

And that was how class went, a debate with me against my classmates. I won of course, they were too scared to anger me in any way although I wish they weren't. I was up and out of the classroom as soon as the lunch bell rang. I nodded at my sisters as I saw them pass me in the halls. They were the only people I associated with inside and outside of school. More like they were the only ones who weren't scared of me. I shook the thoughts away and focused on where I was going. I didn't want to bump into anyone and cause an unnecessary scene. I shuddered just thinking about the crowd that would surround me.

I walked out of the building and walked towards my spot. It was a hidden area just on the outskirts of the forest by our school. I went there everyday to calm down and sing. He had always loved to hear me sing, so it was one of the only ways I could stay connected to him. I played the music and lost myself in memories.

I sat in silence for a moment as the last note rang out before I let the tears fall. Suppressed sobs made their way out of my throat and I shook violently. 'Why? Why did he have to leave?' I sobbed for who knows how long on the damp grassy floor of the forest.

I was reapplying my makeup when I heard it. Loud boisterous laughs echoed through the clearing, nearing me. Shit, how hadn't I sensed their presence? I knew they would eventually find me, unless I steered them away. I quickly searched for the pull their molecules provided me, and made my way up to their minds, tapping into their brains one by one. I found out that they had heard strangled sounds from the forest and had decided to check it out. My voice filtered through their minds, urging them to walk back to the school. They immediately changed their path. I calmed only when I was certain they were gone.

I shouldered my bag and made my way back to the school minutes after them. Lunch was almost over and fourth period was about to start, Biology. I quickly made my way over to the lab and took my usual seat at the back table. I took my assignment out of my bag and placed it at the very edge of the table. Even the teachers were scared of me. At times I cherished being alone, but sometimes, I wanted to have friends like I used to. I shook that thought off, after all, I did have friends. They just weren't present at the moment.

The Cullens. He and I had known Carlisle and the Masen family in my first life. Carlisle had been a family friend and the Masens were our neighbours. Edward, him and I had grown up together and were very close friends. In fact I liked to think we still were just as close. More than a hundred years had passed since our first meeting, but I still remembered it like it was yesterday. I smirked then frowned as I remembered how Edward and I had pranked him. I started to pay attention to the lesson to get my mind off of him, although I had already studied this. I sighed, the day couldn't go slower.

The bell rang for fifth period French and I walked out of the classroom, not really paying attention to my surroundings. All of a sudden I was pushed from behind. Luckily I caught myself and regained my balance quickly. Perks of being what I am, I guess. I turned around quickly, ready to get this confrontation over with. It was a freshman, they were cowering in fear and had tears in their eyes.

''I-I'm s-so sorry, I-, I tripped'' they stuttered their way through their excuse as I watched on, feeling anxious and just plain uncomfortable from their touch.

''It's fine, don't worry about it. Just be careful next time'', I whispered to her, hoping she'd take the hint and leave me alone.

I looked up at the crowd that had formed around us and felt my throat close up and my breathing labour. I quickly pushed my way through the crowd and into the nearest bathroom. I locked myself in the stall and tried to breathe. I hated these anxiety attacks, making me feel weak and stupid. I brushed the tears away and remembered my exercises. I quickly grounded myself and walked towards class.

The halls were empty, class had started ten minutes ago. I started to hurry to class, I didn't want a confrontation with a teacher. I opened the door and walked to my seat. Everyone was staring but as soon as the teacher glared they backed off. I nodded at the teacher and went to sit in my seat, glad that she was so understanding. I spent the time calming myself fully, trying not to cry in front of everyone again.

I walked out of class five minutes early and headed towards the forest. I opened my phone and started playing my music, singing along softly to In My Blood by Shawn Mendes. I really related to this song, the feelings were so raw and real. The subject of anxiety and almost suicide in the lyrics helped me calm myself. I checked the time and saw it had already been half an hour since school ended. I turned around and felt eyes watching me. I walked forward and saw Ben Woods and his friends Jack Parks, Sam Hill and Logan Brooks.

''What are you doing here?'' I asked.

''Your mom told us to find you'' said Ben. Of course she did, she was still hoping I would be friends with him again.

''Oh!I forgot it was today! I guess she told you to make sure I didn't do anything stupid on the way back, right? Follow me, I guess.'' I sighed. Mom was overprotective at times, but I guess my actions thus far haven't let her act otherwise.

I made my way back to the front of the school and saw my mom in the limo that always took us to our mansion. I went up to the front as my mom rolled the window down.

''There you are! Here, since you're late you have to find the kids we're taking in.'' she said as she handed me a list. My blood ran cold as I saw the first four names on the list.

Ben Woods

Jack Parks

Logan Brooks

Sam Hill

Oh no, was all I could think.


A/N: There we have it! Chapter 1, rewritten! I hope you liked it! I know it's shorter but I don't want to cramp the chapters with too many events and I have recently come to the realisation that my chapters don't have to be a certain length for you guys to enjoy them. Shorter chapters will also take less time which would mean more frequent updates.

Also, I've had readers from so many different places! The US, Republic of Korea, the UK, France, Denmark, the Netherlands, Sweden, Australia, India, Brazil, Spain, Croatia, the Philippines, Guam, Italy, Russia, Guyana, Venezuela, Germany, even people from where I live (Canada), and where I'm from (Pakistan). I wonder if I know any of you in real life? Anyways review if you want, if not I hope you liked this chapter! See you soon readers!