I don't know if anyones been reading this...so i could just be talking too no one right now...how depressing...:(

buuut, well, ill just pretend. anyway, enough about mwa! this is the chapter when Paige and Matt come in first contact with each other. dun dun duuun! but you know, its in her opinion, so not until the next chapter do we find out what Matt thinks about her.

Hope you enjoy and don't die~ :3

Paige

It came again that night. The vision. No, it was a memory. I recall what the memory was from, what incident. But it was just the pain. I had them for the past years. Pain. I would have dreams of the many incidents I had felt over my life time. But some of it was new. It was real. I would not scream. Would not cry. Just suffer. But then, I always suffered. Alone. Always alone…

I opened my eyes instantly, taking in my surroundings. I was in a bedroom. My brain processed what had happened. Vampires. Cullen's. Sleep. And there we go. That was about it.

I sat up, and stretched. I didn't need to, I just liked too because it made me feel just a tad bit better. I looked around the room. Huh. So this is what their guest bedroom looks like in focus! Ah! I must say, it looks much nicer now that the room had stopped spinning.

I was lying in large double bed, with a pretty dark red quilt and pillows. It was a fairly plain wall. Nice, but not wow. You know?

I pulled the blanket off me. I should get up. I really should….

Nah! Lets stay in bed! I should sleep to my heart's content! I pulled the blanket on again and snuggled in.

I shouldn't go back to sleep….I really should get up….No! I shouldn't! I should sleep!

No, I know, I should get something to eat! Yes!

I pulled the blanket off me, deciding finally on what to do! I was hungry and wanted some grub.

I stood up and walked over to a long full height mirror on the other side of the mirror. Apparently I had fallen sleep in my jeans and vest. I never remembered what happened after things started to become fuzzy.

I stared at myself in the mirror. My creamy pale skin was spotless, like it had been for years. I was beautiful, and I knew it. My hair was down to my waist if a little longer. It was coloured as dark as Raven feathers, black with a sort of blue tint. My fringe (bangs) was shaggy and swept off to the left side. My eyes were big, and a deep turquoise blue. I liked my eyes, the fun thing, was that I could make them almost glow in the dark, kind of like cat eyes.

I smiled at myself, revealing a flash of white teeth. I folded my jacket on the bed, and slipped my boots on, and walked out of the room. I closed the door behind me and looked into the empty hall.

The floors were shinny wood, and the walls were white. There were some other doors which were white, but they were all closed. There were a few very nice painting on the walls, but nothing to be amazed at. I walked down the hall, until I came to a set of glass stairs. I walked down them slowly, my feet making a quiet tapping noise with every step.

Only two of the Cullen family were downstairs when I came down. The boy called Emmet was down there, and so was the boy called Jasper. Super doper. The two of the vampire who apparently really didn't liked me. or at least, they had a reason too.

Emmet was sitting on the Sofa, and so was Jasper. Emmet was watching the TV, and Jasper had a book on his lap. They both looked up when I appeared.

"Hello," Emmett said, looking up from the TV. His amber eyes looked me up and down, and then returned to the screen.

"Good morning," I replied cheerfully. "Where is everyone?" I asked.

"They're out," Emmett replied. I nodded and looked around the place. Hm, I wonder what they're doing? Well, it doesn't matter that much.

"What are you watching?" I asked and came round behind the TV to see what Emmet was staring at intensely. Hm. The American football. Which was basically the padded version of Rugby. What rubbish.

"That's not Football," I said, frowning, letting my British accent sink in. I had every accent to be honest, and I knew every language, but I held deep respect for England, and England was a great country, or at least, it used to be. I strongly admired it, even now. Emmet glanced over at me, scowling.

"Yeah, it is," he huffed. I smiled slightly.

"No, that's football," He didn't turn around. "That's wimps Rugby." I stated.

"This is not rugby. Rugby is a stupid sport. This is real football!" he growled. Oh, weak point confirmed!

"You're delusional, you Americans stole this from Rugby," I shrugged. "Then you changed the name football into soccer and claimed the spot as your own." Emmett turned to me, a dangerous look on his face. That just made me beam with happiness. Ah, I take deep satisfaction from pushing people buttons. It was so interesting to see what people do when their emotions take over. Mwahaha.

"Oh, no way! Foot ball is so much more fitting than the British soccer," he replied through clenched teeth.

"Sure sure, whatever you say~" I sang.

"It is! God…" he growled, hitting the sofa with a loud thump. I laughed out loud, grabbing my sides, with one hand and clutching the back of the sofa with the other.

Jasper had been watching me for a while now, just seeing the conversation between me and Emmett. Emmett looked confused.

"What's so funny?" He demanded, a bit unsure of himself. I looked up at him and grinned.

"Ah….it's just so funny how you can let go of your emotions so easily! It's hilarious!" I cried, standing up straight. Emmett stared at me for a moment, then smiled, a large white smile.

"Man, you piss me off," He grinned.

"Aw, your just sayin' that," I replied. I stood up straight suddenly and looked around. Yes, I was hungry. I wonder if a house full of vampires even had a kitchen? Why would they need one? They don't eat human food.

I walked around through a door to find a kitchen. Hm. It was okay, as far as kitchens went. It matched the rest of the house, everything was clean and spotless. This house looked as if no one lived here at all. What a bore.

I walked over to the fridge, and opened it. Nothing. Curses. I pouted and walked out back into the living room. Emmett was now gone, and the TV was off. Jasper was the only one there. He was standing up, leaning against the soft arm, book in hand.

"Ah, your back. Come with me," He said. Hm. Following a strange silent man, when I'm in an unfamiliar place and with no one around me to help? Lets go!

"Where are we going?" I asked. He glanced up at me, from staring at his book. I walked over to his side. I only came up to his chest, if that.

"You are going to meet some of our friends," He said. And then it hit me. His accent. It was deep Texan. I can't believe I hadn't noticed it before.

I grabbed hold of his hand. Jasper stiffened and turned to me.

"What?" He asked. I grinned as my eyes glazed over. Suddenly His life flashed before my eyes. I beamed up at the Texan man.

"Hmm, you my dear, have a very interesting life," I murmured. His amber eyes widened slightly. I grinned suddenly, and let go of his hand and skipped a little ahead of him. We were walking to the front door apparently.

"What do you mean?" He asked in the irresistible Texan accent. I laughed.

"OMFG! You are such a cowboy!" I said happily. Jasper gave me a look as if too say, 'your insane. You should be locked up somewhere.' Oh, believe me, they've tried. But I saw the slightest hint of a smile on his face.

I followed him outside, too see all of the Cullen's standing in front of the house. I looked at Jasper, who met my eyes for a second, then went too go stand next to Alice. She waved at me, and I waved back just as happily.

All of the Cullen's were stood in front of the wood area in front of their house. Huh. They were waiting. Well, what an earth were they waiting for.

"Ah, Paige, my dear," Esmé called, and waved me over. I walked over to be greeted with a relaxing smile my Esmé. "Are you feeling rested? You had enough time to relax?" She asked. Relax? Well, yeah, I was sleeping.

"Yes, I slept very well," I replied brightly. She looked confused. I raised my eye brows.

"did I not say? Oh, my apologise. I can sleep." She nodded slowly. I walked over to Carlisle, who smiled down at me.

"What are you all doing out here?" I asked. No one replied. They all just stood facing the forest. They were weird. What on earth were they waiting for? That's when I saw them. The wolves. Three of them. I stared in wonder and three huge wolves came out of the wilderness, slowly approaching the group of vampires, and me. They were so large, that they came up over my head. Dammit! That's how small I was! I should really invest in some large heels.

I glanced behind me at the vampire and I noticed two new ones I had never met. Hm.

One, the taller one of the two females, was pretty with dark brown hair a amber eyes like the rest of them. I assumed this was that Edward boys mate, Bella. Ah, then there was the hybrid. She was roughly the same height as her mother. Her skin pale like her parents, she had her fathers coppery coloured hair. Her eyes were a warm brown. Very sweet.

The three wolves stared at me intensely. One, the leader of the pack by the looks of it, was a rusty red coloured wolf with deep brown eyes. Although they seemed to be warm, they stared at me with a cold hard look, as if seeming to look at me up and down. The second one was a little big shorter, but looked powerful still. He had sandy fur and brown eyes. Now, the third one intrigued me. He was a blond wolf. Like, Blond! It was interesting. He looked strong, but he was more lean than the other wolves. His strength was more subtle. Oh and his eyes. Our gaze met, and a shock sprang through my body. His eyes were a pale ice blue, they were stunning. I noticed he was carrying a rucksack in his mouth. Huh. Now that's something you don't see every day.

"Edward, I need you to translate." Carlisle said which made me snap out of my trance. Edward nodded.

"They want to know if this is her?"

"Yes, this is the child." Carlisle told the wolves. They all looked at me. I didn't smile. I just stood there, hands behind my back. Awkward much? I really wanted to do awkward turtle right now, but I don't think everyone would think it was very appropriate of me.

"hello there…" I murmured. It was interesting. I'm glad I stuck around these vampires. I mean, who knew there would be shape shifters around? Lucky! These creature fascinated me intensely.

Edward turned to me. Ah. He was receiving the thought of the wolves and then repeating what they asked, hm? Cleva'!

"I can talk to them, you know," I informed. Edward glanced at me. I looked at the Leader, who walked over to stand a little away from me.

'What are you?' It asked in a deep voice. I shrugged.

"Sometimes I don't know what I am," I replied. The creatures eyes narrowed.

'Answer the question! What are you?' He asked again.

"I am a vampire."

'If you are a vampire, why are you different from the Cullens?' I put my hands in my black jean pockets.

"I am a different breed of vampire, shape shifter. But, I am the only one." The wolfs eyes widened slightly, but inspected me closely. I could hear his thoughts. He didn't think I was much of a threat. "Yes, I can see how I'm not very threatening…" I murmured. The sandy coloured wolf came closer over close to me, and sniffed. He blinked a few times, sniffed again, then looked at his leader. The wolf was surprised that I didn't smell sickly sweet like the other vampires. Well, I'll take that as a compliment.

'If you pose any threat to my pack, or the Cullen's, believe me Monster, I will not hesitate to kill you.' He informed me coldly. I looked up at the wolf, (since they were taller than me!) and nodded.

"Understood. I won't." I had seen his name in one of the vampires mind. Easy.

The wolf nodded briefly, and turned back to Carlisle, nodded, then walked back into the forest.

"Where are they going?" I asked to Carlisle. He looked down at me, and I stared back up at him, wide eyed.

"They're going to change," A voice behind me said. I turned to see the hybrid child, who was staring at me with her large brown eyes. I smiled at the child and walked over to her. she was taller than me, and she appeared to be about eighteen. Her mother Bella stood behind her, her hands resting on her child's shoulders protectively. She stared at me, black faced, but I could feel her power, like a protective sheet. Ah. This woman had a shield! How awesome!

"Hm, is that so?" I said softly. I put out my hand in front of me. "Hello, my name is Paige, I don't think we've met?" I asked the child. She smiled and sweet innocent smile, and took my hand is hers. Her hand was warm, just like a human's would be, although they were slightly chilled.

"No, we haven't. My name is Renesmé," She said sweetly.

"What a beautiful name!" I told her. She beamed at me. What a pretty child.

"You too! Your name is so pretty!" She replied. I glanced at Bella, who was staring at me, a curious look on her face.

"Thank you," I said. I looked up at Bella.

"You must be, Bella?" I asked. She nodded with a smiled. She had such a beautiful daughter…

Renesmé looked around my and ran towards the woods. I turned to see her run into the arms of a tall, muscular tanned boy. Hm. That must be Jacob? Yes. Seems about right. He was wearing jean baggy shorts, and a bare chest. He was very handsome. His face broke into a gentle smile when the girl embraced him. Ah. They were mates. I stared at the couple, my lightless eyes staring unblinking.

After that came out the Sandy wolf, but in human form. He looked younger than Jacob; he was roughly the same height, but a little more leaner. He grinned at The couple, and went over to talk to Edward. The blond wolf came out last. He was taller than the others. He didn't look like the other shape shifters at all. His body was lean and his muscles were subtler than his friends. I had never seen anyone like him before. He was gorgeous. His skin was pale and smooth, apart from the dark red tattoo over his heart, just like the others. His hair was blond and shaggy, sticking out at odd angles which made him look so cute. His eyes were the same, and again, I couldn't help but stare at them. Their icy coldness moved over all of the vampire and his pack, and landed on me. His eyes widened, and he stared at me for a good minute and a half. I couldn't help but stare back in awe.

Suddenly something blocked my view. I looked up into the dark brown eyes of Jacob, who stared back down at me. A tight smile on his lips. He held out his hand in front of me.

"Jacob Black." He informed me. My face broke into a charming smile.

"Yes, I know." His mouth twitched slightly. "And you already know my name." He nodded.

"Doesn't seem like a very fitting name, considers how old you are," He said sarcastically. I chuckled at his remark. How funny you are Mr Darcy. Ha-ha! I kill myself sometimes. Ah…

"Yes, well, I've grown rather fond of it I must say," I admitted. I glanced at the rest of the Cullen's, who were gathered together, talking amongst themselves.

"Jake! Come on! Let's go!" Renesmé said happily, tugging on his arm. He smiled down at her in a loving way. My personality went cold at that, and I turned and walked away up the drive. I really was hungry. I didn't feel like socialising at the moment. I was hungry, tired, and had no possessions except the things on my back. Wow. I was a hobo! Awesome!

I was still in my vest and my jacket was back at the house. I was going to go find something to eat. I was starving.

As I was half way up the drive, Edward came up next to be in an instant.

"Where are you going?" He asked. Jacob was on my other side next. They both looked tad confused. Well by Jo! Let them be confused!

"I'm hungry," I said slowly. They both stiffened. "So, I was going to go into this town called, Fork was it?" They nodded. "To get some things to eat. Last time I checked, drinking blood was not the same as eating."

The two of them shared a look. Jacob was thinking that they needed someone to keep an eye on me if I went into town. They didn't trust me yet. They thought I would go on a wild rampage, and kill everything in sight. Hm. It was a possibility. But it was a chance I was willing to take!

"Fine. But we will have to have one of my family members along with you." Edward said.

"And one of my pack. We're not going to let you be on your own any time soon." Jacob said. I grinned at him.

"Oh? You make that sound like you don't trust me." I replied sarcasticly.

"We don't." Jacob said with a smile. We had stopped and were standing in the middle of the drive.

"Jacob, I think Jasper and Emmet should go with her, if she does try anything, your pack wont be able to change in public without being noticed." Edward said to Jacob. Jacob sowled, but nodded.

"alright." He grumbled. I was about to carry on walking, when a thought struk me. If I was followed to Washington, there could be spied in 'Forks'! I had to do something.

I turned around quickly in the opposite direction, towards the house, and towards Carlisle. He looked questiongly at me.

"Carlisle, do you have any scissors in your house?" I asked. He nodded.

"Of course. I'll get them." In a second he was gone, then he was back. He held the large scissors out towards me, handle first. "What do you need them for, if you don't mind me asking." He questioned. I grinned.

I took the mass which was my hair, and cut through it. my raven coloured hair fell around my feet. Everyone stared at me, wide eyed as I cut my hip length hair. Once I was done, it was basically a bob type style. Slightly longer at the front, but shorter at the back, and kind of messy. My fringe (bangs) were the same, and one of the longest parts of my hair now. I handed the scissors back to the stunned Carlisle, and shook my head vigorously, getting stay hairs away. I ran my hand through my now short hair and sighed happily.

"Ah, its been a centuries since I had hair this short." I admitted. "Merci." Carlisle had a bemused smiled on his lips, but nodded.

"Your welcome," he smiled.

"if you don't mind, I would appreciate if I could stay with your….Clan," The words were abnormal to me. I never involved myself with clans. I never asked for assistance of a Clan. Ever. "Until I find a suitable living area for myself." I asked. AS much as I didn't want too, until I find a house in Forks, I don't think it's a good idea to live in either the Cullens house...but it either that…or the bushes. And we've already discovered that there are no damn bushes around!

"Of course my dear, you are welcome as long as you like," he smiled warmly. I nodded.

"Thank you." I turned on my heels towards the frozen Edward. He looked down at me, a wide smiled. He was thinking that I was funny, in a weird way. stupid ginger. Grr.

"I am ready to leave now." I stated, and started walking up the drive towards the main road. Edward gestured at Emmett and Jasper, and they followed me, walking next to each other behind me, staring at my back.

And off I went into 'Forks' in search for, firstly, food. Then, hopefully, a house. Somewhere. And the followers stuck by my side the whole way there.

Well, I hope that was okay-ish. As you may have already realised, im a retty crappy writer, but i think that if i dont put my story down on somehting ill explode! lol, not really.

hope it was okay, chow!~