I guessed that Jada was fond of me by the way she immediately opened up.

"I stopped aging when humans would be about five or six, and looked like I was somewhere between age seventeen and nineteen." She told me on the plane ride from Oakland, California to Seattle, Washington.

We talked about everything. About religion, schooling, which fast food restaurants she loved and which ones made her sick, and, finally, what she really was.

"I don't usually think myself a monster, but a hybrid of sorts. Even though im mostly human, I could take him down pronto."

She was talking about Edward.

"not like im going to." She said quickly after, knowing my tender relationship with him, at the moment or not.

"im just mad that he ditched my mom. I mean, you're cool as all hell, but she's my mom." She said.

She took her cup and spit into it with ease.

"so, I am a vamp human, right? Basically, my venom can turn people, but not kill them. And my fangs, are slightly pronounced, but not enough to freak out other humans. Being a siren is hard; its like being a newborn but not being able to hunt, humans or not. And I hate the fact that I feel like a human, but have the physical and mental strengths of a vampire, my skin and flesh is soft to the touch, but impenetrable. But I love it because my eyes turn the color of my last prey and that f I try hard enough, I can sing so softly no one will consciously hear it and be drawn to me indefinitely, but it only affects humans, not vamps." She told me all in one breath.

She spit again.

"excess venom?" I asked her, and needn't worry about eavesdroppers; Alice had bought me the whole first class section just in case Jada was going to accompany me on the return flight.

She nodded and asked me what my relationship with her father was all about.

"at first, bloodlust, on his side, and plain old hot and bothered curiosity on mine. Then, we progressed, very much like him and your mother, but I l-lost­ the baby after seven weeks, and blamed him. If I had known it was bad for my life, basically, I would have gone about it… differently." I said. It was hard to talk about him now.

"you would have adopted, or en vitroed or plain old come and gotten me. Well, congrats but I aint your brat."

"no, I know, but I just… ugh." I really did not know what to say.

"so who told you about me? Alice? Esme? Emmett?" she asked me.

"Carlisle." I said simply, and she nodded.

I think its just an automatic to respect Carlisle. He had never tasted human blood, except when giving life to Edward, Esme, and Rosalie. Why didn't he give life to me?

Well, I suppose I am living, but that doesn't erase the fact that im still human. Maybe if i…

But then I thought that he would have done so, had Alice seen another outcome.

We touched down and we got loaded into my truck, and slowly made our way to the Cullen's home. I had lied to Charlie ag and told him I was staying at Lauren's tonight. He accepted it without a pause.

I pulled into the driveway, we took deep breaths.

"lets go, I guess." I said, and she nodded determinedly.

We headed to the house.