A/N: Here's the chapter I promised would be more interesting than the last... I think it is, but I'm biased... but you're not.... *hint hint* review please

Disclaimer: Again, I disclaim.

3 School

"Remind me again why we have to go to school?" I ask Nessie as we're getting ready for our first day in yet another high school. "Because we can pretend to live a normal life" she replied "Anyway you're just annoyed because on the first day everyone's dreams and wants evolve around and us, and most of them are filled with lust and curiosity" I groaned, I did not want or need to see another human want that featured any of the Cullen girls.

"Ugh!" I moaned "don't remind me. I still can't get that Rosalie one out of my head since last time." I shivered remembering the last time a human boy had been totally besotted by Rosalie. Emmett had to scare him off! Nessie pulled a face before dragging me out of out of our wardrobe. Alice had insisted that as there was a spare bedroom in the new Cullen mansion that Nessie and I should have it as a wardrobe 'as our rooms weren't possibly big enough to fit wardrobes in'. Not that I didn't mind having lots of clothes, but Alice did have a tendency to go over the top where shopping was concerned.

When we reached the bottom of the stairs, Edward smiled "Cheer up Vee. It'll be the same for me to, if not worse because I know what they're thinking and I can see all of their sick wants inside your head". I nodded and smiled back, pleased that at least someone else would find today as irritating as me. "Come on then" I called "we wouldn't want to be late on our first day now, would we?" Edward snorted and Jasper and Emmett started laughing "Bye Esme, Carlisle" I called out into the hallway behind us, knowing that they'd hear me wherever they were "Bye love, have fun" Esme's sweet voice called from the kitchen. Then the eight Cullen 'children' left the house ready to go to school.

­­­­­­****Canteen/Cafeteria****

"Hello, I'm Jack. Jack Cole" Great. I internally groaned, I really didn't want to make a human friend, it would only end badly. But I wouldn't be rude and just ignore the guy, he had guts to come and talk to us, normally humans were too intimidated by us to come over and engage in conversation. "Hey" I responded "I'm Violet Cullen" I glanced around the canteen nervously, great. The one time I want my family – more specifically my brothers - to be near in case anything goes wrong, they are no where to be seen. "Um… do you maybe, um…want to eat lunch with me?" Oh no! I groaned in my head. "I'm sorry, Jack. I promised my family that I'd catch up with them at lunch." His sheepish smile dissolved with that comment and was replaced by an evil smirk.

His wants suddenly flooded my mind, and I was drowning in all of the vile thoughts coming from within his mind. I felt physically repulsed. I needed to get away from this vile little human before I killed him for thinking about me in that way. The images of what he wanted were too much. "Edward, Edward. Come and help me" I called to my brother in my mind, hoping that if he came soon enough I would be able to leave without making the boy feel sorry for how he thought about me. I just needed to get away from him. From him and his wants.

But his twisted little fantasies just got worse. I could feel the venom in my veins begin to boil. I wanted to kill this lustful mortal. If his fantasies got any sicker I would kill him. Hell. I wanted to kill him. I needed to get away from him.

"See you around" I mumbled, in an attempt to get away from him I walked at a frisk human pace around him towards the cashier where I paid for my 'lunch' and started to walk across the canteen to an empty table that would accommodate my siblings and I. As I set my 'lunch' down on the table a hand grabbed my wrist. It was quite a firm grip for a human. I turned around ready to glare at my captor. His sick little fantasies had considerably worsened since I had rejected his lunch proposal. I fought the need to wretch.

My family would understand if I killed him. They would understand and they would forgive me. I was sure of it. I could pretend that he was my singer, and that his blood was too much for me to fight… My family would forgive me. But would I forgive myself? No. I wouldn't. Realising that I was trying to contemplate justifications for killing this little human made me realise how much danger I was actually in. "EDWARD!" I screamed in my thoughts, pleading for him to come and help me. I was scared, petrified that I would kill this human. I hated being scared of this puny mortal; but I know I was more scared of what he wanted to do to me, rather than what he could do. But the thing that was more petrifying was what I wanted to do to him. I wanted him dead. I wanted to kill him.

In one last frantic attempt to try and stop myself from becoming a true monster I screamed for Edward. I screamed for Edward over, and over again in my head. But he wasn't coming. I was alone. I had to get out of this myself. "Get off me" I growled. In the quick breath I had drawn in I was able to taste his scent. It was no more appetising than that of other humans, so blaming his death on his scent was out of the question.

"No" was his reply as he leaned down to whisper in my ear. His pungent stench of dried hair gel and aftershave assaulted my superior sense of smell. "Make me" he whispered. It took all of my inner strength to stop my hands from finding his throat and throttling the life out of him there and then. I wouldn't kill him. I couldn't kill him. I wouldn't do that to my family. I needed to protect my family. I was a Cullen and that was what Cullen's do; protect their family.

But where were they when I needed to be protected? I needed them right now more than ever. And they weren't here. But he was. And I wanted to kill him.

A/N: So? What did you think? Review please?