A/N: First of all, I would love to thank cleo4ever44 for reviewing the last chapter. I'm highly thankful for it. I was actually going in a different direction when i was planning out this chapter, but it turned out ten times better. ENJOY! XD

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight nor the lyrics used in this story.

'I wanna know, can you show me
I wanna know about these strangers like me
Tell me more, please show me
Something's familiar about these strangers like me'

From 'Strangers Like Me" by Phil Collins

I felt like I was under a microscope with the Cullens, especially Emmett and Alice, mother-Henning me every few minutes. I sat in the middle of what would serve as the Cullens' sitting room, watching as everyone unpacked and carried furniture to their designated rooms. Part of me wanted to help, but I'd probably just get in the way.

I stared down at my hands turning them over repeatedly as thoughts of my own family came into mind. Had Uncle David and Aunt Sadie called Mum and Dad? Was Kassidy okay? How was everyone coping? These thoughts flooded my mind as I started hysterically sobbing for the eighth time today.

I wanted to go home to my family, my friends, and my belongings. I wanted to leave right, now and just run home blindly, but I knew one of the Cullens would try and kept me from leaving. I'm this prisoner in a safe house. When in reality, I am a prisoner in time. I couldn't accept the fact that this was happening to me.

Mrs. Cullen walked up and sat down beside me. She smiled softly, putting a hand on my knee.

"Are you okay, dear?" She asked, motherly.

"Yes ma'am," I lied, "I'm fine." I'd rather be dead than be away from my family, but you don't need to know that.

"We're finished unpacking for now. Would you like to be by yourself or would you like to join the others?"

"I'll join everyone else," I said, looking down.

Mrs. Cullen stood up to lead me towards everyone else, and I followed her. She led me to the kitchen where everyone was gathered. I could hear them joking around while Dr. Cullen instructed them to make me feel 'welcome'. I walked in before Mrs. Cullen, and the happy home mood dropped instantly.

All eyes were on me, and I shrunk into the nearest corner I could find. If were still human, I would've been hyperventilating from the awkward stares of pity and sadness. Their golden eyes were digging into my skin, clawing their way in wanting something from me. One by one, they began to walk out of the room until Alice was left. Alice flitted up beside me hugging me tightly.

"I'm so excited you're here," she cried cheerfully, resting my head on her shoulder.

Even though the hug was a bit ungraceful due to my hands being pinned at my side, I began to feel relaxed or at least better than I did five minutes ago. I peeled her off of me then hugged her back tighter than she had me.

"Thank you," I whispered.

"You're welcome," she replied softly.

Alice grabbed me by the hand, and we flitted upstairs before I realized what she was doing. We walked into what I assumed was her room, and I sat down in a chair.

"What's your middle name?" she asked, taking out a notebook and pencil.

"Shaughnessy," I answered, trying to understand what she is doing. "May I ask what you're doing?"

"Bonding," she smiled, "I want to get to know you better. It's been forever since we have had a new member of the family."

"Forever?" I questioned, "Do you mean more than hundred years or less?"

She didn't reply and ignore my question, writing something down. I tucked my knees into my chest.

"Why did the others leave the room?" I blurted out. You're an outsider, Inez. You don't belong here with them. Everything was accident. Why aren't running away? I have nowhere to go because I can't go home.

"They didn't mean it," she said, her face falling. "You'll have to excuse them. It's painful for them I guess. It brings up the past and memories of when they became vampires. I assume that's how Edward and Rosalie feel. Jasper just had to leave the room for the reasons."

"Why?"

"Jasper can feel others emotions, and sometimes it becomes overwhelming for him."

"I'm sorry," I sighed, curling up in my chair.

"It's not your fault. You have every right to feel the way you do. It's scary. I'm sure everyone can empathize. Don't worry, though. Carlisle and Esme are good people, and they'll take care of you."

"What about Emmett?"

"What about him?" She asked, sitting across from me in the other chair.

"Why did he leave?" I replied.

Alice sighed, her brow furrowing into her forehead. She swiftly got up telling me she'd be back shortly. I stood up and walked over to the window. I braced my arms on both sides of the windowsill, glancing out over the distance.

The Alaskan skyline was different from anything I was used to. Mountains covered with snow filled my visions, and I absorbed it like a sponge. Whether I knew it or wanted to accept it right now, this was my home from now on. Frightening yet comforting as it was, I was most likely going to be with the Cullens for eternity. I didn't know them, and the feeling was mutual on their end. I barely knew Edward, and he had been in my classes for two months.

I was the outsider here, and the feeling was so thick in the Cullen home; I could slice it open with a machete. I shot up turning away from the window hearing the yelling outside of Alice's room. I heard shrills of female voices and irritated male voices trying to shush the former. I placed my ear on the door to eavesdrop on their conversation.

"Emmett doesn't want her to know, Alice. Can't you just respect that?" Rosalie shouted.

"You shouldn't lie to her. She's scared and uncomfortable as it is. She needs to be able to trust us." Alice shot back.

"She is right, Rosalie. We have to gain her trust," Edward replied, sternly.

"Have you even bothered to ask Emmett about how this? Maybe, he doesn't want her to know. You're always on Alice's side, Edward." Rosalie hissed.

"No one wants to wallow in your self-pity, Rose. Give someone else a turn every ten years," Edward yelled loudly.

"Take that back!"

I heard Emmett's voice and then a large trump. I slammed open the door ripping it off its hinge. Edward and Emmett were wrestling on the floor; Jasper tried to break them apart, but was thrown back. I walked over to the two boys wrestling and twitched, pinching the bridge of my nose. I grabbed Emmett from behind putting him in a headlock and flipping us over. I shot up and kept Edward from charging back at the older boy. I dashed towards Edward pinning him down, and straddling him. The Cullen siblings stopped what they were doing and stared at me with their jaws open amazed.

"Are you done fighting, now?" I growled, turning back to look at the others still on top of Edward. The other Cullens didn't reply, making me a bit annoyed. "If Emmett doesn't want me to know whatever it is, that's his bitch headache to worry about not any of yours." I growled getting up.

I walked back into Alice's room, picking up the broken pieces that were once the door. I handed them to Alice and Jasper.

"Sorry," I whispered, dashing downstairs.

I ran right past Dr. and Mrs. Cullen and out the back door. I hadn't been here a day, and already I was causing trouble. I ran deep into the woods back to clearing. I flopped face first into the snow, kicking off my trainers, and putting my arms behind my head staring up at the Alaskan sun. Kassidy. I needed my older sister to comfort me and insist on fighting my battles for me. Kassidy was always here when things got tough and all I wanted was to punch someone's lights out. How was I going to cope without her?

The sun was just hitting the horizon when I had finally calmed down enough to even consider going back inside. I sat up shaking the snow about of my hair then stood up. I grabbed my trainers in one hand and slowly trudged back. I stared down at my feet that were indifferent to the cold snow. Arriving back at the house, I saw Dr. Cullen standing outside.

"Do you eat kosher?" I asked him, randomly.

"We're not Jewish." He replied, raising an eyebrow.

I smacked myself in the face and sighed.

"I meant do you bite humans?" I explained.

"No, we don't bite from humans."

"Good," I sighed. I stood there shifting my weight bouncing the balls of my feet.

"Is there something you would like to ask, Inez?" Dr. Cullen asked, reassuringly.

"How long have you been a vampire?"

Dr. Cullen chuckled and placed a hand on my shoulder.

"I was alive when England colonized America."

"You're older than Fresh of Prince of Bel-Air," I blurted.

"Most of us are, Inez. We are vampires."

"Yeah," I sighed. "That's all I wanted to ask, Dr. Cullen."

I stepped away to walked inside.

"Inez," Dr. Cullen called after me.

"Yes sir," I turned around.

"Welcome to the family," He smiled.

"Thank you," I said softly, walking into the house.

I spent most of my night in the sitting starting up at the ceiling. The other Cullens were in their rooms doing what Cullens do. I felt someone sit down beside me. I looked over, and it was Edward. He didn't look at me, but stared up at the ceiling as I previously was.

"We have a room for you," He said, nonchalantly. "You don't have to stay in here by yourself, unless you want to."

I stood up, as did he, leading me upstairs. We walked to the end of the hallway passed the others' rooms. Edward opened the door for me, and I strutted in before him. The room was large even with the grand piano taking up a good portion. Shelves were filled with books, CDs, and old records. There was a large window letting as much moonlight in as possible, comforting me, while I stared out.

The bed was large enough for a couple. It decked out in chocolate brown with a sea blue trimming and pillows. It had a matching headboard that was also chocolate brown. The only purpose of the bed being there was torture me with the memory that I could no longer engage in my favorite past time, sleeping. The walls were bare with exception of a mirror and modern art portrait of a little girl holding a skull. I didn't want to admit it, but it reminded me of myself when I was three years old. Hopefully, Dr. Cullen wouldn't mind if I put more on the walls.

"Do you like it?" Edward said.

"It's nice," I said, shrugging. "Where's your room?"

"We're standing in it," he smirked. "Does that bother you?"

"No," I mumbled, sitting on the bed. "I lived with Jacob and picked up after him. I pretty sure I can handle sharing a room with you."

Edward's smirk turned into an annoyed growl as he sat down beside me.

"I'm not Jacob," he whispered, angrily.

"If I were inferring you were, I would have just said it. I don't bullshit around." I shot back, glaring him down.

Edward slowly got up and walked out of the room, closing the door quietly behind him. Whatever. I kicked off my trainers and walked over to the mirror. My hair was disheveled like it always. The irises of my eyes were bright red unlike the Cullens golden ones. Edward quickly appeared in the mirror behind me.

"It's because you're a new born," He said, referring to my eyes. "Vampires' eyes change with their diet. Most vampires you will see with eyes like yours are newborns. Human-eating vampires are mostly a dull red color, but you won't be confused with one of them. With a year of steady animal diet, your eyes will turn gold like ours."

"What if a human asks me about them?'

"Contacts," He replied, frankly.

I felt his arms wrap around my waist as he nested his head on my shoulder. He kissed the nape of my neck, while making my stomach turn, figuratively of course.

"I'll leave you alone," He whispered, pulling away and walking out of the room.

"Okay," I said, my eyes following after him, begging him to stay. FIST PUMP! KISSES!

Things is getting saucy in the Cullen house. BAH DAH! What's Emmett hiding from Inez? Are Edward and Inez getting together? Will Jasper speak soon? What will happen next? Review, s'il vous plait, to find out. :D