A/N Sorry, it's been a few days since I update. I've been busy-ish. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I own Alexander, and his kick-butt name(you'll see), and I own the band Shallow Souls. Not bad for a day's work. Twilight? Still not mine, but someday.
Previously
I waited as they processed what I way saying. It was almost like their thoughts coordinated.
He was going to kill his father.
Chapter Six
I waited unit their various states of shocked calmed. Carlisle was the first to pull himself together enough to speak.
"What actually happened when you were changed?"
"I was waiting for the train, and suddenly, he was there. Threw me around a little, had a good time taunting me, then he bit me. I don't think he intended to change me, but somebody was coming and he just left,"
"How did you get away?" Carlisle asked, face calm. Thoughts not.
"I hid in an alcove along the tunnel. Three days later I woke up, and got as far away as possible,"
"How did you stay there without anyone noticing?"
"I was good at hiding. I was always real skinny, and even though I was tall I could get into confined spaces pretty well,"
"But most transformations are very painful," Carlisle said.
"I know, I was there," I said.
"What Carlisle is saying is, that usually it involves a lot of screaming," Rosalie said, impatient.
"Oh, that wasn't a problem. I was used to enduring pain quietly," I said offhandedly.
He is odd. Carlisle.
Jesus H. Christ on a pogo stick! When I was changed there wasn't a soul in miles who didn't hear. Emmett's thoughts were certainly less scary than he was.
I couldn't imagine having to go through that in silence. Jasper.
Glad I don't remember my transformation!
I waited, yet again, for their thoughts to settle. I ran a hand through my hair, a headache quickly forming. You wouldn't think handling just two more people's thought would make a difference, but it did. Or maybe it was just because they were all about me.
Carlisle suddenly remembered an important question. Hmm, what to say to that.
"Do you have any abilities?"
"I can go a long time without hunting. Human blood doesn't have quite the same draw as it does to most others," I didn't mention the mind reading yet. For some reason I wasn't comfortable letting them know about that quite-
"Alexander can read minds as well," Edward said. Well that solves that problem. I put down my mental wall just long enough to say one thing.
Jackass.
There were varying reactions from the rest of the Cullens. From dread and repulsion.
You have got to be kidding me. Rosalie.
To an odd excitement.
Now I get to talk to you in my head too Alexander! But I had an odd feeling it didn't take much to excite Alice.
"Now, Alexander, I assume you know that you will not be able to feed from humans while you reside here,"
"I gave up human blood several years ago,"
Several years ago?
"How long is several?" Rosalie's tone was biting.
"Two," I answered to slightly disgusted looks of those around me. Christ, get off your high horses. "I always fed from animals and humans on and off, but only had to feed every five months or so,"
"And you believe you will be able to... contain yourself?" Carlisle asked, still calm.
"Of course,"
Well the, welcome to the family.
I've been here three days now. Bella went to enroll me at the high school today. I felt oddly eager to be starting high school again. I had only gotten halfway through freshman year before I lost my humanity.
So far I was enjoying it here. Esme reminded me a lot of my mother (only minus the whole punk rocker thing), and Carlisle was like a father figure. Alice liked to talk to me in her mind a lot and was perpetually cheery, while Jasper was more quiet around me. I could hear in his mind that he wasn't comfortable being around me, nothing personal, it was just he hadn't gotten used to my emotional balance yet. Emmett had bugged me to wrestle with him, and after two attempts where the moment he lunged at me I was one hundred yards away in a tree, he gave up. Now he settled to trying to get me to play Crazy Taxi with him, which was much more successful. Rosalie was beginning to stand me.
On my second day I went with Edward to find myself a car. I got a used black Honda. I only spent half of what I brought, and was wholly satisfied with my purchase. Rosalie was mildly disgusted.
I was currently lying on my bed listening to Slipknot (at what I thought was a perfectly reasonable volume). After Rosalie walked in, pressed stop, and took the CD out, I decided it might be best to go for a hunt. Edward had been bugging me to do so. Even though I knew it was going to be a problem, he still was convinced I was going suck the whole school dry.
After an hour I was finished. Not quite ready to go back yet, I climbed into a tree a mile or so from the house.
I hadn't had the chance to just be alone and think for the past three days. I was constantly berated by eight peoples thoughts twenty-four hours a day. The trivial thoughts weren't so bad because I could tune them out. Alice had taken to bugging me, not only verbally, but also mentally about the clothes I wore. Everyday I'd been here, including my first day here, she berated me for my constant uniform of black.
I pulled a music player from my pocket and selected music by Shallow Soul (Made up band of the future). I leaned my head against the tree and sat listening for hours. I looked down to change the song and realized it was already six thirty in the morning. With a mumbled curse, I jumped from the tree landing in a crouch. I ran back to the house, and up to my room. My first day at Forks High School started in an hour.
Guess I stayed in that tree a little long. It had started drizzling while I was up in the tree and was now pouring. After asking Alice, I determined it would more or less be pouring rain all day.
I stripped off the shirt I was wearing and pulled on a long sleeved HIM shirt. I changed into a pair of black skinny jeans, and pulled on a pair of boots with a lot of buckles and laces on them. I studied myself in the mirror. My hair had grown slightly in the change, and was now nearly shoulder length. I considered whether leaving it down would make me less conspicuous.
That's a lost cause. Edward chimed in. I had stopped blocking my thoughts on the second day. Especially if you insist on wearing all that black.
Wow, thanks. Sighing I pulled my hair back into a ponytail. Shrugging into a black coat, I grabbed my bag and walked out.
Esme was sitting on the couch when I walked down.
"Have a good first day, Alexander. Don't get into trouble,"
I nodded and walked out, locking the door behind me. I got into my car and sped out on to the main road. Carefully monitoring police activity, I sped up gradually until I reached one-twenty. The high school wasn't hard to find. It didn't look like any high school I'd ever seen, but that was probably because I hadn't gone to school since I attended PS 112 seventy-two years ago.
There was a cluster of about nine red brick buildings. I found the student lot quickly and parked in one of the empty spaces. I kept my head down as I walked over to the front office. There were only a few student here now, so no one noticed me steal across the lot. I opened the door quietly and padded over to the front desk. The receptionist there was young. Her hair was dyed blonde and she looked to be in her early twenties.
Hmmm…I'll have to get those forms to the teachers about the budget reduction…and I still need to get the papers for the new student toget-
"Pardon me," I spoke up finally.
Wha-
The receptionist looked up and her eyes widened.
"Oh, you must be the new Assistant Teacher for Mr. Colsefinni. He's in building nine,"
Creepy guy. Pretty hot under all the black though. I rolled my eyes internally.
"No, I'm a new student. I'm Alexander Kline," I replied softly.
Oh jeez. I still don't have all of his things together.
She plastered on a fake smile, and began fumbling through papers on her desk. I took the opportunity to look down to her nameplate.
Ms. Karen Price
"Okay," Ms. Price said, straightening a pile of papers, "Here's your, er, schedule. And a map of the school. There are slips for each of your teachers to sign," I accepted the papers, and she slid another form to me.
"You're actually missing your age and date of birth on your information form. Can you fill that in for me?" Bella must have left it blank in case I decided to be an older student. It was very nice of her.
I scrawled my age and then my birthday, stopping briefly to do the math on when I should have been born. Age: 15; Birth date (dd/mm/yyyy): 1/1/2043
I handed it back to her, but she slid it back.
"Do you not have a middle name?" I could see in her mind that she was waiting eagerly to tell the whole town about the nameless bat that had invaded her office.
"Oh yeah, sorry," I paused slightly. I was already using my real first and last name, how could it hurt to put my middle name, too.
I slowly printed my middle name, careful not to drag my hand through the wet ink (curse my left handedness). Name (printed): First: Alexander; Last: Kline; Middle: Vladimir
My mom was really in to vampires.
I slid her the form and waited as she read the paper through.
Is he making this up? Alexander Vladimir Kline?
"Vladimir? Are you Russian or something?" Ms. Price had clearly thrown any student-faculty cordiality out the window.
"No," I replied, dropping any pretense of respect.
Man he's scary. Weren't his eyes different a minute ago? Eyes aren't suppose to be black.
"Er, okay, and you've been home schooled the past nine years?"
"Yes," I said, attempting to gentle my tone. I didn't succeed.
"So you don't have a transcript in the school records?"
"No, I don't,"
"Okay," she said, "that's all I need then,"
Thank god. One more minute and he might have sucked my blood.
I smirked humorlessly as I walked out into the now nearly full school yard.
Sorry lady, you wouldn't taste good.
A/N Okay, I hope you liked that chapter. I will go into good detail about his first day in the next chapter, which I will post soon. Please review! I only got three reviews last time...sad. ;;