I pulled up into Charlie's driveway. This was going to be fun, I could already feel it. I used to hate forks, but now that I'm a vampire the lack of sun will be good. I figured out that we don't die in the sun, to my relief. But we do glitter, because of our hard skin reflecting the light or something. Now you would think we could just pass it off as body glitter, but I swear it looks like a million tiny diamonds embedded in my skin. Beautiful, but I risk exposing vampires, hence my decision to come to Forks. The constant cover of clouds usually accompanied by loud, sheeting rain which I used to detest feels like freedom to me now. Freedom to walk right out the door and not worry about the inconvenient diamond dilemma. As I walked up the porch steps and rang the doorbell, I worried about what I would say to Charlie. I would tell him the truth, but would he believe me? I figured I'd just have to prove it to him.
"Bella?" he asked, dazed and a bit frightened "is that you? What happened?"
"Dad," I began, trying to stay calm "I could tell you, but you wouldn't believe me. So instead, I'll show you"
Effortlessly, I picked him up and darted at full vampire speed out to the back yard. The exhilaration and thrill of it temporarily distracted me. I came to a graceful halt, and set Charlie down, who looked like he was having trouble standing up, his face nearly as pale as mine, but in a sickly way.
"W-what. Was. That?" Charlie demanded, shivering just a bit.
"Charlie, I'm still not sure you'll believe me. You might very well send me to spend the rest of my life- or existence- in a padded cell. But, I'm a vampire, Blood drinker, possibly immortal, I'm not sure." I ran over to the long deceased garden Charlie and Renee had tried to plant once, and picked up a big boulder that I still am not sure how it got there, as effortless as if it were made of foam, and pinched it to rubble, which instantaneously turned to a fine powder, which I then offered to Charlie.
"I…I…don't…believe…how is that…" he turned an odd shade of red, then blue, and finally turned back to the sickly pale he'd been a few minutes ago, and fell to the ground. I could still hear his breath, and his warm, wet, heartbeat. I tried to ignore it, and more importantly the smell. Warm, metallic…drool. Or I would if vampires could drool. I picked him up as if he were a stuffed animal and set him down on the couch. His breathing became uneven, and he slowly opened his eyes, before saying
"It's true…you are…a vampire" he rushed to get the last word out of his mouth, like he felt weird saying it. Believe me, I can sympathize with that. I love vampire life, and that's the problem. I feel like it's just a wonderful dream, and it will disappear any second. I then remembered that Charlie was right there and probably had some questions.
"So do you drink humans?"
"Yes, but since I'll be going to school and living amongst humans I'm just going to feed off backpackers that pass by, and criminals."
Charlie looked like he was contemplating the idea of his seemingly fragile daughter, tensed to attack, lunging for someone's throat.
"Dad" I said, and he returned his attention to me "you have a decision to make here. You can either stay mortal and I'll keep it a secret from the volturi guard- I'll explain what that is later- or I can make you a vampire."
"Well, that's hard to say." Charlie pondered, "If I choose immortality, you won't have to lose me or risk taking me away from yourself. But then again, that would mean never seeing Billy again." Billy was Charlie's best friend, who lived on the quileute reservation. Apparently, the quileutes strongly opposed vampires, which I guess means that Jacob doesn't want me anymore. Which sucked, because he was totally into me. Plus I heard he was descended from wolves. Hot. A bit ridiculous, I know. But if vampires exist, who's to say werewolves don't. Suddenly, I remembered Charlie's existence- and more importantly whether it would last forever.
"Maybe you should consider this for a while" I suggested "in the mean time I'll hunt more often and you can keep your distance from me just to be safe."
"Sure, that sounds like a good idea" replied Charlie, sounding relieved that he didn't have to come to a decision right away. "Now why don't I get you some dinner?"
"You go ahead, but vampires don't eat" I told him.
He took that in for a minute, and finally said
"Okay, kid. Why don't you go unpack your bags?"
"Sounds like a good idea" I said, running upstairs with inhuman speed. It's so nice not having to hide. As I flitted gracefully around my room, I thought about the upcoming day of school, and how students would react to me. At my old school in Florida, I'd been sort of a loner, somewhere in between a nerd type loner and a cool Emo loner. I'd never really shone. But since becoming a vampire, I was good at everything. With this type of beauty, I could probably get any guy I wanted. After about five minutes, everything was unpacked. I set up my laptop on my wooden desk, and settled in for a you tube marathon. Since vampires don't need to sleep, I usually spent the night online to kill time. After so many videos that even my new complex vampire mind couldn't keep count, it was finally morning, so I dressed simply in black Jeans and a Red hoodie, with black converse, and headed out the door, preparing to face the day.
