Are you team Jacob or team Edward? I'm team Edward all the way, and I don't know whether to include Jacob or not? Also, i'm continually doing this since i'm off school :) PLEASE REVIEW/FAVOURITE ETC.. thank you :D

They were all admiring something in a glass cabinet. They all stood so close to each other, they really were a family. How jealous I was of them was unreal. My family had been taken, it wasn't their fault. But the Cullens annoyed me. And I didn't even know them, except one. Everyone spoke of them. The vegetarian vampires. Sure, it's admirable. But stupid to say the least. Imagine how weak they are, even if all I had was normal vampire talents.

There was seven of them. I didn't know who was who, other than Alice. I growled at the thought of her being a vampire. So the man holding her arm must be Jasper. The bulky one, with the hot blonde must be Emmett and Rosalie. The older two, yet still full of youth would have to be Carlisle and Esme. Meaning that the last one would be Edward. That's how smart I am, figuring out who is who from looking at them sideways!

I could hear what they were saying, someone was reading an entry from my journal. In that moment my whole body was hot, my vision became red and all I wanted was to rip someones head off. How dare they put my diary on display! For people to read! I had to calm down, I was in public. I sat on one of the chairs at the side of the hall, people passed me, I breathed in and out deeply. What could I do? Storm over there and say, 'Hey, get the fuck away from my journal!' ? I look like a normal seventeen year old. Long, brown hair, bright blue eyes, there was nothing vampire like about me! They wouldn't listen. But they couldn't read my diary! To a human it would mean nothing. But to them...I had to stop them.

I walked over to where they were, looked at the one reading, Carlisle and said,

'Excuse me?'

They all looked at me expectantly.

'Yes?'

'May I have that please?'

The blonde, Rosalie, laughed and mumbled 'Rude bitch' thinking I couldn't hear her.

'I'm sorry, but we're reading this ourselves but after sure.'

'Please,' I persisted 'can i just have the book?'

'You can read it after.'

Here goes nothing.

'I don't want to read it, I fucking wrote it! Now give me my journal!'

They all stared at me. Then the blonde, Carisle spoke.

'Look, I understand you want to read it, but-'

'Look, Cullens. I want my journal, now hand it over. Now.'

'You can't be Isabella Salvator. That would make you over 100 years old.'

' 106 to be exact. Like your over 300. Book?'

'I am not over 300 miss, you're confused.' He smiled politely. The rest of them remained silent.

'I'm not confused, I just want my diary so people can't read it.'

'It belongs to the museum.' Piped the blonde.

'It has my name, meaning it's my property.'

'Miss-' started the blonde man, Jasper.

'Look, I know you're vampires, you know your vampires, I know i'm a vampire, you know i'm a vampire. The explanation is done, now my diary, PLEASE. I wont ask again.'

The man passed it to me, and they all stared.

'Thank you.'

'What do you plan to do with it, if i may ask?'

'Burn it.'

And with that, I walked away.

Edward really was handsome. But he could do better than me.

Alice..

I'll deal with that later. And with that I went to the cafe to relive my past.