Okay guys, been awhile since i updated..sorry. Real life trumps this! So..this chap might seem like it's moving fast..but i reallly need to get this plot rolling! So..please reveiw and be kind, not blind! Oh, and just for this story...the movies have NOT been made yet...

"Well, Hi. I'm Cassidy, and this is Miranda and Janson," I introduced us and suprisingly didn't stutter, even if I was surrounded by vampires.

"Sorry if I sound rude, but there's no time for small talk. We need to know how you know all about us, and vampires in general." Carlisle spoke again.

Under all their scrutinizing gazes, Miranda and I did our best to describe the amazing four book Saga known as Twilight, who wrote it, how long it'd been published, and that everyone knew it was simply fiction. When one of forgot a detail, we'd fill it in, and occasionally we'd be interrupted by one of the Cullens, who were pointing out small, insignificant details that had been wrong. Janson just sat back, absorbing the information spilling from Miranda and I, and watching the family of vampire's as they were awed; all but Edward, who was only marginally suprised.

"And that, sums up the Twilight Saga," We both finished, out of breath and glanced at the clock near the end of the room. Two hours. We'd been talking for two straight hours.

"So everyone thinks it's just a story? Made up by some house wife named Stephanie Meyer? That's ridiculus...but how'd she know all about us?" Rosalie chimed in, as she flipped her hair.

"We'll just have to go find Mrs. Meyer and have a quiet discussion, but first, I want to know more about you three. I guess we could have brought anyone here, but you were the first people we'd heard discussing...Twilight-" Esme motioned to us as she finished. Apparently we were supposed to talk some more, but this time about ourselves. Miranda and I motioned for Janson to go first, since we'd explained the Saga.

"Well...I'm Janson, and I go to Michigan Center. I'm fourteen and in 8th grade. I'm pretty normal, except these two are my best friends-" He said daringly, "I personally have not read the Twilight Saga, but I hear my friends talk about it all the time. I definetly think vampire's are cooler than werewolfs though," That sure got a few chuckles from the table of attentive vampires.

"My names Cassidy, I also attend Michigan Center. I'm fourteen and in 8th grade. Uhh...oh! Ever since I was little I've been obsessed with Vampires-" I grinned cheekily and glanced around at everyone sitting at the table, "And my great grandmother Mary was from Transylvania, Romania, when she was young, she and her sister were traded for a cow and sent to America." (A/N-Yes good people, that is actually true...)

"Last but not least, I'm Miranda, like my friends, I go to Michigan Center, but I'm fifteen and in 8th grade. I perfer the werewolfs to vampires, no offense intended, and I can proudly say that I am able to trace my ancestors back to the Quileute tribe. Actually I can trace it back to Taha Aki's third wife. The one that killed the Cold One in the legend from the book." She finished proudly, almost beaming. That last bit stunned the table into wide eyed silence. Not alot of people knew those legends, so there's no way she was bluffing.

"Well, that's interesting, seems you two-" Jacob said, pointing to Miranda and I, "Have an interesting heritage. And you-" He turned fully to Miranda, "Should come to the reservation and meet everyone, ecspecially the elders. You're a direct decendant." He finished before he got up and walked out of the room, and house, calmly. Seconds later we heard the urgent calling of a wolve close by, as Jacob Black ran into the woods.

"I would like to hear more about this great grandmother Mary," Jasper put in, and looked to his family, who all nodded and whispered to fast to comprehend.

"Well, my mom and my grandpa told me the whole story, I could tell you all if you'd like..." I said shyly. I've always been shy, but faced with a room full of the most beautiful beings on Earth, and knowing they were vampires, made it even worse.

"Of course, tell the story," They all urged. I hadn't even told the actual story to Miranda and Janson.

"Well, it started in 1906 when Mary Curtean was born. She was from the small town known as Transylvania in Romania. Now a days, that town is now well known for Dracula, and other vampires, weather that's true, I have no idea. But any way, she had one older sister, and I don't know her name, and both parents. The girls didn't go to school, but helped their parents with the farm, for they were peasants. Things started to become odd when Mary was twelve. She worked harder than her older sister, and refused to sleep or eat, but she stayed unbeleivably strong. Then one day a wealthy man visited the farm looking for slaves. He seen how hard Mary and her sister worked, and asked the man if he could buy the daughters. Both parents refused to sell their daughters. The next day, the man came back with a cow, and claimed that if the parents would trade their daughters for the hard working cow, he'd take the girls to America, for a better life, but they would still be his slaves. Mary and her sister waited for their parents decision, although they couldn't refuse this time, the wanted to be rid of Mary and her strange and slightly terrifing ways, and if they got a good deal in return, they were willing to trade the sister also.

The wealthy man kept his word and brought the sisters to America, where they grew up to be his slaves, but lived a good life. Once Mary was old enough, the man's son took an interest in her. The eloped and had a son, my grandpa. Mary died in 1993." I finished blandly. And that was the story of Mary Curtean. (A/N-most of that IS true..besides the eloping and strange behavior and the rich guys kid)

"That is a strange story, but I beleive every word, and the strange behavior sounds an aweful lot like vampirism, even if she did age, there's been myths about that as well. I'm going to look into that," Jasper was out of his seat and up the stairs in all but three seconds.

"We have an index of every known vampire in the past two hundred years. Aro sent trackers to every corner of the globe and recorded every vampire, names, descriptions, and fine hand drawn pictures," Carlisle explained as if it were normal. Janson and Miranda just looked at me, and I just looked back.

Suddenly there was rustling in the forests out the back wall/window and four massive wolves stalked out and walked toward the front of the house, where we lost sight of them. Even if I had read about them, the shock of seeing the huge creatures was unexplainable. They were the size of bears and very beautiful. Moments later, three drop dead gorgeous guys and a pretty girl walked into the room, Jacob amoung them. Seeing the questioning expression on my friends faces, and my own, they introduced themselves.

All of them were exceedingly tall and buff look, and looked pretty much the same.

"Hiya, I'm Seth Clearwater!" The one with brown eyes and shaggy dark blond hair said, he seemed bubbly for a boy.

"I'm Leah, Seth's older sister," She had short, jagged black hair and she looked as if she smelled something foul.

Then I turned to the last guy, and he was absolutely silent, staring at nothing in particular. Jacob waved his hand in front of his friends face, and when he didn't respond, turned back to us, "Sorry, he's...tired? I'm not sure. I'll have to talk to him later about that...anyway that-" He pointed to his silent friend who had short, messy dark brown hair and liquid mercury grey eyes, "Is my beta, Embry Call. And Miranda, I want to take you to meet my father, and Quil Ateara Senior, I told them about you but now they really want to meet you."

Miranda looked hesitant and really distant, but nodded anyway. "Edward, can I borrow your car again? If we run, I don't think she'll be able to keep up," Jacob said cheekily and easily caught the keys Edward threw his way. With that, they all walked out the door, leaving Janson and I alone with seven and a half vampires.