(Jean-Jacques)

Jean-Jacques had been born as a half immortal and had unlimited time to himself. His father´s identity was unknown; after his mother had died at childbirth he had fled. Creatures of his nature were almost nonexistent, just passing myths but very much real. His days as a child passed at an accelerated pace, he would be forever frozen at the physical age of 17 and never look a day older, his baby face did not help. He was nearing his 140th birthday by the time the Rolling Stones had made their debut.

Later in life, he stumbled across some interesting information. His father had been a fairly young vampire who had fallen madly in love with his mother as soon as he laid eyes on her. They kept to themselves and married in secret after a while, pregnancy came completely unexpected and neither had way of knowing what to expect. Mother, Ann, had started to weaken greatly and father, whose name he will not pronounce, had searched to the ends of Earth for a cure. That is how, trough hushed tones and kept secrets the soon to be mother ended up in South America.

Delivery was a painful ordeal. Not only had he sucked the life out of his mother, hybrids tore their way through the uterus and left the mother completely defenseless afterwards. Father left them with a nice human woman who knew of our world and enough cash to buy a house and live comfortably for some years. He was running away afraid of some nameless creatures who he had only referred to as 'The Kings´. JJ found out later that the vampire was killed by said 'Kings' two years after he was born. His existence was kept secret but his childhood was full of love thanks to her.

Her name was Marine, she was the one to name me Jean-Jacques. Even as a human, she knew a lot about the Supernatural world around her. She was originally from Argentina but had moved around a lot until one day she found my mother and father struggling to communicate with the locals. She found us a nice cottage in a small village near the woods in Columbia and settled there soon after. Our secret was safe with her.

I grew up with her by my side, she worked at a local hospital and somehow managed to bring me a new stash of blood each day until I could eat human food by myself. Her scent was unique and extremely appealing but even as a child I could not even dream of harming her. She took her time teaching me how to read and write, education was of great importance to her. It was her that turned me into a bookworm and taught me about the supernatural creatures. Her parents also knew about me, her mother and father were like grandparents and the kindest humans I've ever known.

My senses were sharp and my skin hard but not enough as to draw suspicion to my nature. My diet consisted mainly on human food and a teensy bit of blood here and there. I learnt that I was venomous so I could not bite a human without killing. My mother, of sorts, was always telling me not to eat too much pie but I always told her I'd not get any cavities. A private joke just for us.

One of the things that I liked the most about her was her deep love for humanity. She believed that I was God's gift to her and thanked him every time we went to church. I found it funny how vampires were thought as unholy creatures but here I was, kneeling besides my mom and sending a silent prayer to the heavens.

"Imperfections make us human, JJ" she said once, "and it is our desire to live that makes everything about our world so precious and why we should treasure every moment."

She was there for me the first time I had gone to high school, it was fun to get to know people my "age" and to learn how to be a part of society. Our life continued like that for years but I soon realized that I was not getting any older but she was. I was painfully aware of her mortality at the moment. Friends like her were not found around the corner and I made sure to tell her how much I loved her and thanked her for taking care of me every day. She waved me off telling me that I was way too sweet but her eyes were full of love.

I had offered to turn her but she refused. I was upset but I understood, she had lived her life to the fullest and valued her mortality as part of the beauty of God's creation. "I wasn't meant to be an immortal, you were." She taught me everything I knew about life, I learnt to appreciate music and a good book, a quiet evening and how powerful a simple hug can be. The day she passed away I was devastated, I had lost my mother.

Life continued and I lived by her legacy. I was always optimistic and valued life above everything. As years passed I continued to expand my education. Languages came easy and hours were long. It was easy to blend with humans and my diet was no problem. I have met just three of my kind in 180 years of existence. Vampires were easy enough to identify, a whiff of their scent was enough to have me walking in the opposite direction. My scent was not quite human and not quite vampire. I was a hybrid.

When I was travelling through Europe I found a nice coven of vampires. I traveled with them for a while and still keep in touch with them every few decades. Eleazar is a dear friend of mine whom I have known for a very long time and his family was just as lovely. Their animal diet was special and helped me to identify with them, they appreciated human life as much as I do. Eleazar said that my gift was being a cute boy full of life and happiness, he really liked to taunt me.

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That's how I found myself standing in the middle of the school hall just at the beginning of November. Coming to Forks had been a last-minute decision and the prospect of repeating high school again was both boring and exciting at the same time. I had always liked to be surrounded by people but never felt like I truly belonged anywhere.

The building was mostly empty and just a handful of people could be heard. I didn't know the way to the principal's office and no-one was around to ask. The school library was open and I could hear a faint heartbeat inside. I saw a girl around 17 looking absentmindedly at the wall, I had to pass by to reach the librarian's desk but accidentally bumped into her. I must be the only clumsy vamp in history…

"Sorry for bumping into you, I wasn't looking" I apologized "I'm new here, so I got a bit lost." I was blushing by now.

"Don't worry" she whispered "I was zoning out."

She grabbed her things to leave but I was faster, I grabbed her arm suddenly. "Would you mind showing me around? You are the first nice person I meet."

She looked surprised at my statement. She has dark circles marring her eyes and her frame was very thin for a human teenager. Sadness was evident in her gaze and I wondered what could have happened to leave her like that.

"Yeah, sure."

"Thanks, I really appreciate it!" I smiled brightly, she didn't respond after that.

She had left a half-finished assignment at the table, at the very top Bella Swan was written in messy scrawl and I thought her name was kind of adorable. I was about to tell her but she started running out of the blue and pointing random things about the building. We finally arrived to the principal's office only to find, said principal, standing outside. He didn't pay us any attention and she grabbed a map form the front desk.

"Here." She put the map in my extended hand and was getting ready to leave.

"Wait! What was your name?" I asked trying to keep the conversation going.

"I never told you" she replied flatly "Goodbye then."

Bella left without a second glance and ran quickly to the door almost tripping out of thin air.

"See you soon, Bella." I murmured. Definitely adorable.

A/N: the longest chapter so far, this is all about JJ! He is a darling, isn't he? Next update we'll continue were the story left and explain Jasper´s appearance! Updates will be slower but I will try to make chapters at least +1000 words.

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Love,

Tiffany.