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Chapter I - I move on to another day, to a whole new town with a whole new way.

The wind blew in my face as I drove down the highway. It was rather cold, and the heater wasn't on, but I didn't mind. I liked the wind in my face. It was relaxing, and it helped me think.

I've been doing a lot of thinking lately.

I still wasn't used to the idea of moving to a place like Forks. I wasn't used to being around a lot of people. I always liked to be on my own, to keep to myself. It was a good thing that I lived in an isolated society. I didn't go out much, and only had to interact with those I've known for a long time.

And then, they send me to Forks.

I had been here before for little periods of time. Dad was born and raised here. Mom lived here a while before we moved to the south after I was born. It wasn't my favorite place in the world.

I liked the cold, so that was a good thing, but I wasn't ready to live by myself. To go to school, meet people and interact with them.

It was stupid in my opinion.

Why should I go there, create bonds with those people, if in the end, I would be gone? What was the point of spending two years in a small town, just for the sake of interacting with teenagers?

'You should be with them, Bella. Enjoy your young years,' my mom had said.

I snorted at her.

Mom enjoyed too much the fact that I'd never be "eighteen", let alone "twenty one". She treated me like a 17 year old. Always had, and I knew she enjoyed that. It annoyed me more than I could ever explain.

Dad, of course, sided with mom. He was the one who decided Forks would be a good place. It was small, and yet, the kids there were very welcoming and all. Plus, the sun wasn't famous for showing up around Forks.

'It's perfect!' he'd said. I rolled my eyes at that, but I knew that I didn't have a choice. And that even if I did, I'd still do as they told me to.

My education didn't allow me to say no to my parents. I regretted being raised like that now.

I sighed as the 'Welcoming to Forks, Washington' sign passed by me. There was no turning back now.

My house was outside the city, and I'd be living on my own, so that was something I couldn't really complain about.

The house was small. I was used to living in a huge place, but that didn't bother me. I didn't need much anyway. It was a white, two story house, sort of like square-shaped, with wall sized windows that were one way mirrors. It was beautiful, very modern, and nothing like the other houses in Forks. I liked it.

Near my house, almost hidden by the woods, was the garage with my cars.

I parked my shiny black Mercedes, an SLR McLaren, and went inside. I only had a couple of hours before my first day of class began, and I really wasn't looking forward to it.

I knew it'd be boring. There was nothing those teachers could possibly teach me that I didn't know already. I had my fair share of High School and it was worth a lifetime.

But then of course, I had more than a lifetime.

A hundred and twenty five years ago, my family and I lived in a small, peaceful town, in the Southern United States. My father owned a bank, and my mother, like every other woman in that town who had a rich husband, spent the day gossiping with her best friends. I was a junior in High School. The memories are fuzzy, but I can still remember most of it. Still, they seem to fade even more along the years.

Mom and Dad were talking about something trivial in the living room, when they broke through the door.

They looked like angels even then. And I knew that I was blind at that time.

The noise echoed through the house and it scared me. I came down to check, as I every curious person would have done. My parents were lying on the floor already. I looked into the eyes of their killer.

My killer.

Bright crimson eyes stared back at me. Silently, she moved to stand by my side before I could even blink.

'Don't be scared,' she said in a velvet voice, the melody flowing to my ears.

I knew that I should have been scared, that I should have screamed, ran, done something, anything, but I couldn't.

I didn't want to.

When she lowered her head to my neck, I wasn't scared. I was too numb to feel anything.

And then, it hit me. Burning all over my body, the pain spread faster than I could blink.

And I succumbed.

I woke up two days later, to find out that I was just as beautiful as my killer. An angel too.

No, that was wrong.

'Vampire,' that's what she had said to me.

It didn't make sense, at the beginning. Vampires were a myth, right? They didn't exist. And yet, there I was, inhumanly beautiful, fast, strong, and craving for blood.

I killed humans in my early years. Many of them. My eyes were just as red as my killer's had been. But I didn't want that. It wasn't fair, even though it was my nature.

In spite of that, I didn't want to be a monster. Not more than I already was.

My parents and I begin to feed on animals only. It wasn't always fulfilling, but it kept us strong. Alive, at least.

It had been like that for over a hundred years. My eyes weren't crimson anymore, but butterscotch, or completely black whenever I was thirsty, but it was better and people didn't pay enough attention to ever notice the change.

I knew that this would be hard without my parents with me. Eternity with no one to share was a burden, something I didn't wish to anybody, but apparently, I was gonna have to endure it for the time being.

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I went hunting before school. I was used to the human scent, but I didn't want to take any chances.

I couldn't. I knew the rules too well to even think about breaking them.

When I got back, it was time to face my destiny, no matter how much I wanted to run away from it.

Opening my walk-in closet, I picked up a black outfit. Black jeans, black boots, black polo, and a black jacket. All designed specially to me. My closet had one side that only held black clothes. I liked them. They brought up my eyes, and hair, and I could manage not to look like a goth wearing only black.

I grabbed my white school bag, and walked out of the door.

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It took me less than ten minutes to get to school. I decided that Forks was peaceful enough not to have cops on the highways and therefore, I didn't need to respect the speed limit, because there was no way I could get caught.

Forks High School was smaller than every school I had ever attended, and that was saying something. The parking lot was half empty when I got there, except for a few old cars, and a shiny new Volvo.

My Mercedes would definitely stand out.

It wasn't hard to find my way through the buildings, and I soon found myself in the secretary office, to grab my schedule and school map – not that I needed one to find anything here.

"Good morning," I said politely to the secretary as I walked in her office. "I'm Isabella Swan."

"Oh, yes, dear, I was waiting for you." the woman answered, moving around to gather a few papers. She then turned back to me and handled me the papers. "Here's your schedule, and your slips for the teachers to sign. Bring them back to me by the end of the day, please. And there's also the school map. You should be fine, it's not very hard to find things around here."

"Thank you, ma'am." I smiled and made my way out of the door.

I looked at my schedule: English, PE, AP Physics, Trigonometry, French and AP US History. Again, nothing I didn't already know.

The hallways were packed with students now, and the staring began. I knew for a fact that I'd be blushing if that was still possible.

That was one of the main reasons I avoided humans. I didn't like to be the center of attention. Despite being a vampire, I was shy and felt uncomfortable with all the stares.

My first class was AP Physics. Most humans dreaded that class more than anything, specially so early in the morning, so I enjoyed the fact that I'd be starting with something that would keep them busy enough not to pay enough attention to me.

Or so I hoped.

"Hey, you're Bella Swan, the new girl? I'm Eric!" he came to me as soon as I stepped into the class, and I'd be scared if his moves weren't so slow to my vision. Eric, apparently that was his name, was rather short for a boy, clearly not basketball material, dark hair, and clearly overly helpful.

"Isabella." I corrected him. I liked my name, and even the short version of it, but I couldn't get used to people who I barely knew calling me Bella. It was too personal in my opinion.

"Yes, yes, of course. Isabella. Do you need help? Anything? At all? I'm here. I can help you with anything you need!" he started to talk and all my assumptions about him proved correctly. Eric was nice, too nice, and borderline annoying. "Maps? School tour? The latest gossips? Who's dating who, and who's available? I am, by the way."

I sighed. I was officially being punished.

"I appreciate your kindness, but I'm sure I'll be able to find myself here." I answered and flashed him a smile for good measure. "But thank you, nonetheless."

"You sure?" he asked, seeming disappointed. I nodded. "Alright, lemme know if you need anything!"

"I will."

Eric then left me alone and I made my way to the teachers table to give him my slips, hoping that he would be kind enough not to make me introduce myself in front of the entire class, and then made my way to an empty table in the back of the room.

I was spared the introduction and class went by smoothly. By the time I got to my third period, I knew that teachers didn't really care about introductions here, and that I was news already despite my efforts to go unnoticed. Like Eric, more boys and girls came to introduce themselves and ask if I needed anything; Jessica, Lauren, Mike, Tyler and Angela.

Though all of them seemed interested in being my new friends, and even though I was really nice to them, their instincts told them that I should be left alone, and so thats what they did. I could hear them talking about me, staring at me, and everything, but none of them bothered me again, and for that I was glad. It was easier to be around humans when they weren't rubbing against you.

By lunch time, I was sure that my stay in Forks would go just as uneventful as I had originally thought it would be.

When I stepped into the cafeteria I realized how wrong I'd been.

Their eyes met mine as soon as I set foot into the crowded place.

Butterscotch met butterscotch.

They were sitting on the far side of the cafeteria, obviously avoiding any contact with humans just as much as I was. There were five of them, and I was definitely surprised to find five of their kind, my kind, among humans. Three boys and two girls sat there staring at me. The expressions on their faces varying from shock to excitement to frustration.

I didn't know whether or not I should acknowledge their existence by going there or if I should just stick to my previous plan of grabbing my lunch and finding a table all of my own.

As people began to bump into me I realized that I was blocking the cafeteria door and that I had to move.

Turning my gaze away from the other vampires I made my way towards the lunch line. Pretending to eat food was one of the main things I had to do in order to avoid suspicion from the humans around me. It was enough already that my body never changed, except for my eyes and the purple bags under it, that became lighter when I wasn't thirsty, I didn't need them wondering why I never ate anything, so if I only played with food until lunch break was over, they wouldn't get the wrong ideas.

Grabbing an apple and a soda, I went to one of the empty tables on the other side of the cafeteria, away from everyone, including them. I sat in my chair, back turned to their table on purpose. I was avoiding their stares. And everyone else's for that matter. Finding them there took me by surprise. Sure I should have been warned about their existence?

Were they the reason Mom and Dad said Forks would be a good place to hang out with 'people of my age'? Did they know about this? About them?

I snorted and rolled my eyes. Of course they knew. And it made sense now. I just wish I would have been told about it. I would have to talk to them later. Definitely would.

Apparently, the other vampires had chosen not to confront me either. I was glad, I didn't exactly know what to say. I knew I'd have to face them sooner or later, after all, if they lived here, I was in their territory, and for all they could have known, I was nothing more than a stranger in their land, someone who could endanger their existence here.

So, knowing that they'd come to me eventually, I made my way to my next period; Trigonometry.

Once again, I gave my slips to the teacher and went to the grab a chair in the back of the class. The chair next to mine was the only one empty, so its occupant either didn't exist, or wasn't here yet.

As soon as the bell rang, the latter proved to be true, as she walked through the door and made her way to sit by my side. Skin just as pale as mine, same graceful movements, short height and spiky hair. Very pixie-like.

I had noticed her before, more than the others, but now that I had the chance to take a closer look, I was even more stunned.

I wasn't used to feeling like that around a girl, but there was just something about her that called out to me. Before I could notice, my hand was in front of me and my voice was out.

"Isabella Swan." I said before I realized. I wanted to smack myself in the head and then find a hole to hide in. Had my blood not been frozen in my body, I was sure it would be rushing to my cheeks at full speed.

But before I could do anything, her hand reached out and grabbed mine, shaking it, as her face lit up in the most beautiful smile I've ever seen in my entire existence.

Her touch sent waves all over my body and gave me a weird feeling in my stomach.

I definitely wasn't used to that.

"Nice to meet you, Bella." for once that day, I didn't mind the nickname. "I'm Alice Cullen."