When I got to Forks I was in need of a place to hide. To get out of site. It was way to obvious I was out of place with my bright red eyes and gothic clothes.

I searched all over Forks, I searched around my old house, I searched around La Push. I searched all over town. Finally I had to do what was ment to be done. To search around where "he" used to live. It was a good idea I did too because I came across the most perfect house just down the road from where "he" used to live.

It was a beautiful white house with a white picket fence coverd in red roses.

Travelling around with the Volturi you came across certin problems. You had to learn how to fix these problems. So picking a lock was like a second nature to me.

As I swung open the door and gazed at the curved stairwall in front of me, memories of Edward and I came flooding back. I reminded myself what he had done to me.

I shoved all of those thoughts to the back of my mind and I walked up the staircase in awe. It was the most gorgeous house I had ever been in.

I continued down the hall until I came across a door wide open. I entered with caution, I could feel the soft, white carpet under my bare feet.

I immediantly saw a double bed with a white bedspread and white cotton sheets. It also had the softest lacy pillows Id ever felt.

There was a vase of rose on the bedside table which stood out immensily.

I was finally home.

The fact that I didnt own the house I was standing in cause a few problems within the next few days. The first being the realestate agent who came into the house alone.

I remember walking over to her as soon as she had closed the front door behind her. "Melinda" her nametag said, I remember that too.

I remember the look on her face as I walked towards her, my hair flowing down my back, wearing that short, black, flowy dress I had found in the wardrobe.

I know I must have looked evil, As my eyes were a dark red.

I remember she screamed as I launched over the coffee table and rushed towards her.

Her purse fell to the floor and she collapsed. Her smooth, pulsing neck enticed me. I took a bite into her neck and felt the warm, satisfying liquid.

It was so good and yet it wasnt enough. I was crazy with hunger. It had been days since I had fed.

I looked over to the mirror and saw the crazy look in my eyes, I saw the blood around my mouth, I saw the body of a lifeless woman on the floor. One who probably had children and a husband.

I went to the bathroom down the hall and cleaned myself up as best I could. My eyes had turned back to thier usual blood red state.

I walked back down toward the front door and saw her. She looked so peaceful.

Melinda

The name went through my head over and over again. I had killed another inncoent human, I had had enough.

I lifted her body over my should and opened the front door. I dashed as fast as I could to the beach, I knew no-one would find her if I sunk her to the bottom. Its not like it was something I wanted to do, But I did want a fresh start and this was the only way I would be able to do it. So as I walked into the water carrying her body in my hands I spoke to her, I told her she would be dearly missed but most of all I let her know how deeply sorry I was.

I dropped her body once I was far enough out and I swam back to shore as fast as I could. I was dripping wet and could smell somthing very bitter. It smelled so bad I was almost gagging. I turned around and stared into the eyes of a wolf. I fell back into the sand and screamed, I was shocked. I hadnt seen a wolf since my human years.

The wolf stared at me as if he thought he knew me... When he realised he didnt he started to growl.

My memory started to come back. I remembered what my best friend had once told me. He told me about a treaty towards vampires and werewolves. Vampires like me could lives in Forks as long as we didnt drink human blood. I had broken that.

I cursed loudly and slowley got up. Im pretty sure the wolf thought I wasnt going to escape. I looked to my left and noticed I wasnt completly surrounded. I didnt feel like getting killed so I used my full speed to run as fast as I could back to my house. I knew the wolf was behind me but I was hoping I was faster.

I got back to my new house just in time. I bolted the door and hoped that I lost him.

I ran up the stairs tripping over at every step, Something I did often in my human life.

I sat on my bed panting, I had to think, I knew what I had to do. I had to stop drinking human blood. I had to visit Charlies grave. I had to go back to my old school. I had to relive my own life and If ever planned on getting over "him" then I had to figure out what happend and why he left me.

I knew what I was doing tomorrow.

Hello high school!