When I got to Forks, the first thing I realized was 'I need to find a place to live'. It was a small town and I couldn't just live on the street,(I look sixteen-technically I am sixteen, well, for now), and not have other people ask questions. My
control over my thirst was good enough that I could probably go back to school. If I couldn't do it, I'd run back here until I could try again.
I looked around the neighbourhoods so fast no one could see me. I found a small, worn down house outside of townthat looked like it had been abandoned for years. I settled in nicely and looked around. Itwas a dark place, made for creatures
of the dark. 'How ironic,' I thought; that this place seemed to be made for me.
The next day I was on my way to the high school. I was excited, for some reason. I think I was just high... I'd drained a ninty year old guy at about five am so I wouldn't try to drain the principal or the secretaries.
But, on the way there, I was walking across the street and a car came speeding towards me. It hit me, and I blacked out. When I came to, I was in a room. I could sense two male and one female presence in the room with me... But there were no heartbeats.
I sat up and looked around wildly.
"Hey, hey." The blond put his hands on my shoulders and held me; he was impossibly strong... Like me.