sorry sorry sorry! i know it's been a while but so much crap to deal with and it totally sucks. oh here you go, enjoy and reveiw like always kthanxbaiiiiiiikb/jlk.m,.fcgvjlhk/ blj.,

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I groan as I roll over in my bed to hear the irritable ringtone of my cell phone. I knock over some knick knacks on my dresser feeling around for my phone when I finally grab it. "HAPPY HALLOWEEN SAMANTHA!" several people scream into the phone.

"Who?" I groan.

"THE AMAZING SHARRON! THE AWESOME KIM! THE SUPER BRIAN! THE SEXY ROB! THE STUPENDOUS MARIA!" they all shout their individual names.

"I hate you all,"

"Nooo don't lie, Samantha! You totally love us!"

"No, I hate you, it's freakin 4:49 here. I hate you all and I'll call you later if I'm no longer pissed at you that is," I hang up my phone and let it drop to the floor with a loud clunk. Great, now I'm awake.

I have been in a really bad mood this whole week. After the whole finding Fabio at the Cullen household, Emily has been up my butt about everything. She's done nothing but bombard me with questions about Edward. In school she's made me try to talk to him during lunch and my other periods with him. She literally sends me over to his lunch table and ask him idiotic and pointless questions. She makes me ask all of his siblings anything about him during the classes we have together. At first the Cullen's found me annoying, at least Edward and Rosalie found me annoying. But after two days or so, they started to find it amusing since they could clearly see that I did not want to pester them with Emily's childish antics.

Also, I guess I've been in a bad mood since Halloween is my favorite holiday. I absolutely love it. I love scary things, I love monsters and dragons, witches and wizards, vampires and werewolves, ghosts and ghouls; I love it all! I love going trick or treating even though I am 16, hey, free candy is free candy. I love scaring people and then people trying to scare me. I love getting dressed up, going to haunted houses and watching scary movies. Every year my friends and I would do the same thing. Sharron, Ashley, Rob, Kim, Brian and I would all do this "Safe Halloween" thing at the high school back in Smithtown. Safe Halloween is when all of the after school clubs would decorate a hallway in the school with a sort of theme, for example the Art Club last year had the theme of the "Nightmare before Christmas". We were all in Art Club so we all painted on some really big paper and decorated the halls and it looked awesome. Then on Halloween we would get dressed up and come back to the school and prepare some activities for the little kids to come trick or treating to. We had some coloring stations and face painting and arts and crafts, it was great. This was just Art Club, other clubs did different things like the drama club put on a show for the kids and other clubs did other things. Overall it was pretty awesome.

Safe Halloween lasted from like 3pm to about 5:30-6pm. Afterwards we would go over to Sharron's house and then go around trick or treating, having shaving cream and silly string fights and just causing some general, harmless mischief. By this time Emily and two of her friends, Monique and Amy would come to Sharron's house and we would all have a sleep over. Usually Emily and I are considered "attached at the hip" since we are always seen together, but usually on holidays we kind of part our own ways for a bit. She's more of a partier than I am. She's into the alcohol and that stuff where I am not. So since today is Halloween, I'm not sure what I'm going to do. Emily got invited to a party and of course I was invited too, but I don't know if I wanna go. And it's supposed to be such a 'huge' party, how can you have a huge party in a town consisting of like 5 people, honestly? Naturally it's a costume party and Emily and I have costumes incase I do decide to go. Emily is going to be a bunny, NOT a playboy bunny as she says there is a distinct difference; the costumes looked the exact same in the store except on one the tag said 'playboy' and the other did not. I am going to be a cat. I refused to even try on what they had at the costume store. So, I'm just going to dress up in a pair of borrowed black leggings from Emily, a newly bought black 80's style shirt that hangs off one shoulder, a black belt, a pair of black boots that are loose and look like pirate boots, a pair of thin black fingerless gloves that go to my wrists, some fake ears and a tail from the party store and lastly some black ribbon to make a little bow collar thing.

I groan again and flip over onto my back and stare up at the old dark ceiling. I didn't want to go to the party because I knew there would be alcohol and I'm really not into loud gatherings of lots of people. Another reason I didn't want to go is because Christian Black was going to be there. Freakin Christian Black sits at my lunch table now, and he's in my chemistry class and he is also in Emily's English and History class. He is so obnoxious and just…he acts like he owns everyone and I just can't stand him!

Zen, Samantha, just be Zen…

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Darleen drops us off again like usual and Emily and I meet up with our lunch table crew by the stone picnic benches in front of the school. Everyone is wearing some form of orange and black all in the Halloween spirit, except for me. I know I shouldn't be, but I'm just being a big sour puss about not being home for Halloween. I want to do Safe Halloween and then go trick or treating with the gang and then sleep over Sharron's house. I'm not even wearing any orange or black. "Hey come on Sammy, where's your holiday spirit?" Christian kids with me and elbowing me in my arm a few times. I glare up at him as I lean my butt against the table with my arms folded across my chest. Then I glare out to the parking lot. He sits next to me on the table.

"OK first of all, my name is not Sammy," I say with disgust, "it is Samantha. Second, don't touch me, and third, I love Halloween, so don't tell me that I don't have any holiday spirit." I snap at him.

"But your not even wearing orange or black," he says smirking while observing my outfit. I wore a very nice blue, white and green tie dye v neck short sleeve top that was very cute. I am also wearing a pair of very tight and stretchy black skinny jeans and a thin and soft grey zip up hoodie and my black converses. It was a relatively warm day in Alaska.

"Are you color blind? My pants are black," I indicate to him.

"And very tight," he says in a low voice eying my pants. I just roll my eyes and cross my ankles. Christian is so annoying and like in the bookstore, I felt oddly uncomfortable around him since his body temperature was so much warmer than a normal person's…kind of the way Alice's hand was freezing cold the night she grabbed my hand.

"Samantha! Samantha! Look! Edward is finally here! Go talk to him please," Emily says as she rushes in front of me with the same amount of excitement as Fabio.

"Talk to him about what, Emily? How you are obsessing over him?" I retort.

"Samantha," Emily stands up, looking at me strangely and hurt.

"OK, I don't understand why you even like that guy, my cousin said that their whole family is bad news," Christian says glaring towards where the Cullen's have gathered. Christian told us how he visited his cousin Jacob in Forks Washington, which is where the Cullen's moved from.

"Are you blind?" Zoe interjects, "he is gorgeous, smart, gorgeous, beautiful, gorgeous, amazing, hot, and just perfect!" she gushes in a sigh.

"Exactly, so Samantha, will you please go other there and ask him if he wants to come to the Halloween party tonight?" Emily asks.

"No," I say sternly.

"Wait, can you guys explain to me again why it's Samantha who has to go over and talk to your precious Edward." Christian asks. Antoinette sighs and rolls her eyes.

"Ready, for the last time I am going to explain it to you Chris. Samantha has this rare and unheard of connection with the Cullen family. She has been gym partners with Jasper and Emmett. She talks to Alice in their English class, and Edward is in her Chemistry and English class. Also, on Monday night she went to their house because her brilliant dog followed a car to their house and she was welcomed in. Therefore, she is the logical one to go and talk to Edward." She says with a smile.

"OK but I'm in her chem class too and that scumbag does nothing but ignore her and look at her as though he wants to suck the life out of her then just toss away the corpse," Christian spits violently.

"Ew Christian, just ew," Emily says repulsed.

"It's true!" I stare at the boy next to me. I'm not sure why, but there seemed to be a double meaning to what he just said. On Monday when I was in the Cullen's home, I thought something was off, but now, I'm beginning to think that something was wrong. Things just didn't make sense to me. I look to the Cullen's they seemed to be watching us, but not at the same time. Things were getting suspicious.

"Please Samantha," Emily pleads,

"No! Talk to him yourself!" I yell, I was getting so frustrated with her. Emily laughs,

"Oh I know why you've been so upset, you don't have your ipod anymore," she giggles when everyone looks at her questioningly. "Samantha always had a pair of headphones in her ears everyday. I mean, like, we would never see her without it." I sigh, I do miss my music. My ipod got crushed in the accident. "Don't worry, I'll buy you a new one," Emily says as the warning bell rings.

"Emily, I have money of my own that I can use, I don't need you paying for it," I say.

"No, no, I'll be paying for it since you've been a real help to me with talking to Edward." I sigh and roll my eyes.

"Whatever,"

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History was boring since we had a test. I aced it though, it was so easy. Math was a bore as well and Painting was kind of boring too. So I went to Emily's…and…Christian's…English classroom. Christian comes out first and we have to wait for Emily since she had to talk to Mrs. Pyrce about a test she failed. Christian is a very tall and muscular boy, standing next to him my eyes are level with his elbow. He's huge and muscular. "So uh, Sam, do uh, do you like Edward like Emily does?" he asks.

"No, I don't Christian, but it doesn't mean I hate him like you do for some reason." I say with a tint of an attitude.

"OK, cool. So are ya going to the party tonight?"

"Tsk, I don't know."

"Aw why not? I heard it's going to be a blast," I roll my eyes,

"I'm not much of a big crowd party person,"

"Ah, I see, I'll be sure to remember that," he smirks at me with his big dark brown eyes. I tilt my head,

"What do you mean by that?"

"Oh, nothing you need to worry your pretty little head about," his hand reaches up and pats my dark brown hair. I jerk my head away from him, I really didn't like it when he touched me, he made me feel hot and I hate feeling feverish. His hand slides down cheek and I intended on slapping his hand away but I ended up having to push it away with much more force than I thought.

"Jesus Christian, I told you not to touch me," I tell him. Christian laughs, his laugh was so pure and innocent it was really…weird. He steps closer to me and gets a playful seductive look on his face.

"You know Samantha," he says in a dramatic over the top seducing Spanish-English soap opera male voice, "usually when a girl says no, she means yes," This guy is outrageous! That is just completely revolting. I back away from him a fast as I could.

"Seriously Christian, can you stop?" Christian laughs even louder; I failed to see the humor.

"You know what's funny?"

"No, no I don't, I fail to see the humor in this,"

"You get really cute when you're mad,"

"Excuse me?" he laughs again staring at me,

"You heard right. You're face gets all flushed and pink and you look very pretty with some color in your face, rather than just being pale, you should wear some make-up, like blush or something like that,"

"Oh, thanks for the compliment," I say sarcastically. I really dislike Christian Black. He made me so uncomfortably warm. Christian stops laughing abruptly and stands up straight, his shoulders squared slightly to his right. I push myself off of the wall I was leaning on and look to see what made him so serious. I see the Cullen's approaching our direction, Alice was in the lead and was followed by Jasper, Edward then Emmett and Rosalie. My eyes snap to Christian when I swear to god I think I heard him growl like Jorgette did on Monday.

"Bloodsuckers…" I hear him mumble under his breath as he is now giving the death glare to the perfect adopted siblings. Did he just say bloodsuckers? What on earth does that mean? Alice heads straight for me with a huge smile on her face.

"Hi Samantha," she greets me in her perfect melody voice. Jasper stops behind her closer to where Christian is standing; he looks tense, while Edward stops on the other side of her, closer to me. He seemed tense as well, as his dull golden eyes glare almost politely at Christian. I notice that Jasper and Alice both have the same color eyes as Edward.

"Hi Alice," I smile back to her. Emmett and Rosalie walk behind them to the cafeteria.

"I'm sorry I didn't return this to you earlier in the week but we just found it under our kitchen table," she holds up Fabio's ID tag thing that goes on his collar.

"Oh hey! I was wondering what had happened to that," I say in genuine surprise. She places it in my hand. Her cold touch sends chills through out my body but it makes me smile in pleasure. Christian's overheated body temperature was making me feel ill and her coolness made the uncomfortable feeling go away. "Thank you so much Alice,"

"Anytime Samantha, I'll see you in English," she smiles back to me before taking Jasper's hand and skipping away.

"Bye. See ya in gym Jasper," I say,

"Bye Samantha," he says. His voice was just as musical as his partner's.

"Until Chemistry, Samantha," Edward says in a low voice which caught me off guard. The look in his eyes, the way he smirked ever so slightly at me, made me think he knew something he shouldn't. That's so weird because ever since Monday, I have been having really weird dreams about the Cullen family. They were all relatively normal, nothing too fascinating, and just kind of random. Like one of them took place last year and I was spending Halloween with my friends and Alice was there as well. She looked so out of place but at the same time she looked like she fit in so well. Another time Emmett, Jasper and I were in this sort of obstacle course competing against one another and Rosalie was a cheerleader. Like I said, random. But then last night I had a dream about Edward.

The dream was like a silent movie and in black and white. Christian was there and he was the evil villain. And I was a princess or…or something I don't even know, but anyway, Christian stole me from my castle then tied me down to a railroad and then a train was coming. Edward came in and defeated the evil Christian and saved me seconds before the train would have smothered me. I thanked Edward with a kiss and then we rode off into the sunset on his horse. It was really weird since it went from medieval to western….whatever…dreams aren't usually very logical.

Emily comes rushing out of the classroom. "Samantha you HAVE to tutor me in English!"

"Uh…ok…" The three of us start walking to lunch. "Emily, Alice just gave me Fabio's tags. They must have fallen off while at her house." Christian snorts but we ignore him.

"Did you see Edward?" Emily asks.

"Yes," I say, "and I'll ask him during chem. if he is going to the party or not," I add quickly before she could say anything else. We enter the cafeteria and we get on line to get our food right away since we arrived late. Christian has a HUGE appetite, let me tell you. He buys three trays worth of food, it's pure insanity.

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Gym was fun as usual. We just played tennis. It is so much fun watching Emmett and Jasper play against each other; they look like professionals and so graceful. I was, I'll admit, a tad bit jealous.

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I was kind of looking forward to chemistry today and it was because Edward said, 'until Chemistry, Samantha,". I have been looking forward to it all day. I know, I know, it's so very shallow to get so excited over something a guy said, but I couldn't help it. Edward just made me happy; even if he did completely and rudely ignore me for the first however many weeks I've been here. I walk into the room to see that Mr. Rickman isn't here, but that matters little to me when I see Edward sitting at the table. He looks up and smiles slightly at me. I make my way to my chair and sit down. Edward turns his body slightly to me, "Hello, Samantha," he says. My eyebrows come together slightly, it sounded like he was struggling faintly.

"Hello, Edward," I say still looking at him strangely.

"What?" he asks.

"Well," I begin leaning back in my chair, this might be the only opportunity I may get, "the first week or so that I came here you completely ignore me which normally I could deal with but it was like you hated me. I mean all you did was glare at me and you would sit as far away from me as possible. And you would also glare at Alice whenever I would talk to her then you would just glare at me all over again and it got very tiresome ya know! And now you're talking and smiling at me and I'm just so very confused," Not to mention I was also confused over so many other factors that I wouldn't dare mention to him, not just yet at least. Edward laughs beautifully at my little rant.

"I would like to apologize for that. I wasn't exactly myself and I was having some personal problems. Will you forgive me?" I look him over before answering,

"Maybe, I'll think about, so there's a Halloween party happening tonight…"

"Yes, at Jennifer Wilkinson's house, I heard," he says monotone.

"Yeah, Emily wants to know if you're going," Edward is silent for a few minutes, watching me, but I just sit there and patiently wait for his answer.

"This whole week you have only been asking me what Emily wants to know, it's obvious by now what she wants. What I am curious about, is what you want to know," he says also leaning back in his chair casually.

"…well I kinda want to know if Alice is going…" I say shrugging. It really didn't matter to me if Edward was going to be there, well it did, but not as much as knowing if Alice was going or not.

"No, she's not going," his voice was clipped and slightly disappointed.

"OK then," I shrug again and open up my notebook; Mr. Rickman should be here soon.

"We have a sub today," Edward mumbles leaning forward on the table, he was oddly close to me today.

"What?"

"Anyway, don't you want to know why we aren't going?"

"Mm…do you want me to know why you aren't going?" I ask in return. Edward stares at me contemplating whatever is going through his mind.

"We are going camping, we always go camping on the weekends," I nod my head,

"That's cool,"

"I hear you love Halloween," he says changing the topic.

"I do, it's my favorite holiday," I say. Edward has a very interesting aroma to him. I couldn't say exactly what it smelt like, but it reminded me of winter fresh gum. How it was cool smelling, but of course he smells so much better than the gum.

"Not many people say Halloween is their favorite holiday; usually people say Christmas or Thanksgiving. Why is Halloween your favorite?" he chuckles, and I can't help but notice how amazing his laugh is. It was musical, simply beautiful just as his sisters and brothers. This small chuckle was just so light and effortless and stunning.

"It's cuz of the tradition my friends and I had back home. And I just love scary things. I love watching old scary movies and dressing up and I don't know, I just love monsters and witches and wizards and dragons, ghosts and ghouls, werewolves and vampires, I love it all," I start blushing after I realize I've gushed like a girly girl. Edward laughs that exhilarating chuckle quietly.

"I see. Are you going to the party?"

"Meh, I don't know. I'm not really a partier."

"Anti-social?"

"You could say, I guess. I just don't like big crowds."

"Well, if you were to go, what would you go as?" he asks, I didn't realize he was leaning towards me until his eyes get an annoyed look and he leans back against the counter that was making a right angle with our table and Christian slams his hand on the table between us laughing and causing me to jump.

"Hey Sammy, what's cookin' good lookin'?" he laughs boisterously. I glare at him.

"For the last time Christian, my name is Samantha, not Sammy."

"Sure, sure. Isn't this great that we have a sub today?" he asks me directly.

"Yes it is," I turn to the pale boy beside me. "Christian this is Edward Cullen, Edward this is Christian Black." I introduce them. Christian glares at Edward while Edward smiles politely at Christian even though it never reached his dull annoyed gold eyes.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Christian," he says.

"Yuh-huh, sure. So anyway Sammy, what are you going to be at the party?" Christian looks to me sitting on the desk with his back to Edward, simultaneously creating a barrier between Edward and me.

"Jeez Christian, could you be any ruder?" I sarcastically ask and feebly trying to push him out of my way. After a few grunts from me I finally give up. "Can you get off the desk please?" He groans but does so. Out of the corner of my eye I see Edward with a look of satisfaction on his face. "What was your question again?" I ask as I sit down.

"What your costume is," he reminds me in a calm manner but I could hear a slight edge to his voice that I knew Christian obviously wouldn't.

"Oh right, I'm going to be a cat, Emily is going to be a bunny." I swear strange things were going on. Christian does that dumb and derogatory wolf whistle, while Edward rolls his eyes in disgust. I didn't get it at all. Was Edward rolling his eyes at me or Christian? "Um, so yeah, Christian, didn't you tell us that your cousin knows the Cullen's or something like that?"

"Uhm…" Christian starts, Edward looks to me in interest, but it seemed fake though.

"Who's his cousin?" he asks.

"Jacob Black," Edward nods in remembrance.

"Yes, I remember, we never spoke or saw each other much. Samantha what are you going to do for the English project?" he asks.

"Uhh…you know, I'm not sure yet. I'm thinking of doing succubus's and incubuses," Edward looks to me with genuine interest this time.

"That's a curious topic to choose," Edward says intriguingly.

"You should do something way cooler, like werewolves," Christian scoffs. Edward's dull golden eyes flash to the large teen but then they focus on me but with a softer appeal to them.

"Why would you pick that?"

"Oh I don't know. I was just browsing through Wikipedia one day a while ago and I came across it. I never read too much into it but I always wanted to learn more of it since it interested me. And now is the perfect time to do so." We all look up when someone calls Christian's name.

"I'll be right back," he says. I turn my head to Edward who was still staring after Christian with an indescribable look; it wasn't exactly in a positive way either.

"Can I ask you something?" I turn to face him.

"No," that caught me by surprise. Not that he said no, it did, but the way he just flat out and abruptly.

"…no?"

"Yes."

"Why can't I ask you a question?"

"Because I don't want to answer one of your questions." I stare at him outrageously but I look forward and lean back in my chair with my arms folded over my chest after a moment. I betcha Alice told him the question I asked her on Monday when she gave me a ride home. The Cullen's are totally hiding something. There are just too many strange things going on.

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I make my way to English and sit down in front of Alice. "Thanks again for returning the ID tag," I thank her for the second time.

"Sure thing,"

"OK class, we have one more presentation to present. Adam, why don't cha come up hea, and then we can get started." Adam, a relatively average good looking blonde walks over to the teacher's computer and uploads his presentation that gets projected from the projector onto the white screen.

"I did my project on vampires," he begins and shows us some slides on his presentation. He describes where the term vampire came from and the history and so on and on. Eventually he moves on to "Identifying a Vampire" as said on one of his powerpoint slides. The bullet points were:

"Fatter in appearance"

"Ruddy, purplish, or dark in color-because of drinking blood"

"Long hair, long fingernails, fangs"

"But uh, these features were only considered during like, 11th to 13th centuries. Depending on which country or region or whatever, there were different descriptions of vampires." Adam transitions to a new slide which featured more bullets and was titled "More Recent and Common Physical Features". Adam goes on to explain, "Uh, and as time went on, in folktales and old stories, there was more and more common appearances noticed by the victims or who ever saw the vampire and lived to tell the tale," the bullets were:

"Pale skinned"

"Cold skinned"

"Red eyes while hunting or in the process of drinking blood and black eyes when not"

"These are all what the stories had in common. Vampires have pale and cold skin since, well their bodies are corpses and they don't have a beating heart or circulating blood system or anything like that." I sit in my desk and listening attentively to Adam's project, it intrigued me greatly and I couldn't fathom why. Just the things he was saying…caught my attention. My classmate went on about the different myths and the ways to kill a vampire and who the vampires would prey on and how vampires were created. He explained how vampires' senses were greatly increased and they had amazing strength, they could fly, they were outrageously fast, seductive, transform into vampire bats and so on.

Adam finishes presenting his project and some people ask him some questions. One of his buddies asks a completely inappropriate question that causes the class to rupture out into laughs; even Mrs. Pyrce is laughing, though trying not to. Adam's laughing dies down as he logs off from the computer, "Yeah, they're a bunch of bloodsuckers those vampires," he says returning to his desk.

Everything went silent for me as my body stiffened. Bloodsuckers…

Christian stops laughing abruptly and stands up straight, his shoulders squared slightly to his right. I push myself off of the wall I was leaning on and look to see what made him so serious. I see the Cullen's approaching our direction, Alice was in the lead and was followed by Jasper, Edward then Emmett and Rosalie. My eyes snap to Christian when I swear to god I think I heard him growl like Jorgette did on Monday.

"Bloodsuckers…" I hear him mumble under his breath as he is now giving the death glare to the perfect adopted siblings. Did he just say bloodsuckers? What on earth does that mean? Alice heads straight for me with a huge smile on her face.

Pale…

Cold…

Black eyes…

Could the Cullen Family be vampires? I mean…they are all awfully paler than everyone else, paler than I am, and that's pretty pale. They are all perfect looking, they all have perfect grades, and I never see them eat. At lunch all any of them do is pick at their food. Rosalie, today, just held that apple to her mouth but never bit it. Emmett and Jasper and Alice all just pushed around the French fries and what not. Oh god, they totally are vampires! That's what they were hiding! It WAS Edward who tried to attack in the forest! He was going to suck my blood!

I think back and remember what I saw that night. I saw Edward's face coming towards me in a glorious bound and then suddenly I see a large white blur smash into Edward knocking him to my right. I slow down my memory concentrating on the white blur, but I couldn't distinctively see anything. Could that blur…could that blur have been one of his brothers or sisters?

That's why Jorgette took a disliking to them instantly. Adam said in his research that animals naturally fear them since they are predators. So Jorgette saw them as a threat to me…but then why would Fabio go up and lick Edward's father? And why am I asking myself that? Fabio is retarded, so of course he'll be friendly to a family of vampires, it's only natural for him to go against what is considered natural. Alice and Carlisle kept looking at my dogs in a concerning manner, does that mean they don't like dogs?

My eyes snap to Christian when I swear to god I think I heard him growl like Jorgette did on Monday.

"OK, I don't understand why you even like that guy, my cousin said that their whole family is bad news," Christian says glaring towards where the Cullen's have gathered. Christian told us how he visited his cousin Jacob in Forks Washington, which is where the Cullen's moved from.

"OK but I'm in her chem class too and that scumbag does nothing but ignore her and look at her as though he wants to suck the life out of her then just toss away the corpse," Christian spits violently.

"It's fine, I didn't mean to scare you, the name's Christian Black, I work here with my dad, Jones Black," I just smile politely without looking at him and continue to pick up the books; I can hear Jorgette and Fabio growling outside of the shop window; they feel uneasy with this guy. If Fabio is growling at someone, then they aren't exactly good, no lie, Fabio loves everyone.

I felt an enormous amount of heat coming from this boy who looks like a man,

"You should do something way cooler, like werewolves," Christian scoffs.

Holy Crap! Is Christian Black a freakin werewolf? And his cousin…Jacob…a werewolf too? Holy crap I'm so confused. None of this is happening. This can't be true. I have just an overactive imagination. Because if Edward Cullen was a vampire, than that would mean that Christian Black was a werewolf…or some sort of mythical creature…but that's exactly what those things are…mythical creatures…not…real creatures…. So this can't be true I am just going delirious and Emily is right I do very much-ly so need my music to keep me sane!

But wait! Edward Cullen is NOT a vampire! I'm forgetting the most important fact of being a vampire. They cannot go out in the sunlight and what time is it? It's in the day time! So ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!!

….

Crap…

I look out the window of the classroom and see nothing but clouds.

Sunlight and Daylight are two totally different words with two totally different meanings. Vampires, according to Adam's presentation, are affected by direct sunlight which is rays from the sun. While on the other hand, daylight is just when it is light out like it is now, but there are no direct sun rays, so maybe vampires are only killed or turned to ash by direct sunlight. Haines, Alaska is a perfect home for a vampire then, since it is cloudy at least 70 percent of the whole year, and it's only clear a little more than 10 percent of the year, the rest is partly cloudy. And there are tons of forest and wildlife around…so that's what Edward was doing! He was hunting! He IS a vampire! But he was hunting in the woods…so does that mean that they only drink…animal blood? And Christian said that they used to live in Forks Washington…when I get home I'll have to look up what the weather is like down there.

OK, so let's pretend for a moment that my insane theory/hypothesis/conclusion/whatever is by some chance correct, that Edward and his family is a bunch of vampires and that Christian Black and his family is a bunch of werewolves…does that mean that werewolves and vampires are natural enemies? Because if Edward and Christian are what I think they are, if ya just observe them, they hate each other…Christian displays his more openly on his sleeve than Edward, but it is still noticeable that Edward does not like Christian.

But, this is all pure and complete insanity of my already overly active imagination.

Right?

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"Hey guys what's up?" Christian comes out of the school to the curb Emily and I were waiting at for her aunt to come and pick us up; Josh was staying after school for some type of meeting.

"Hey there Chris," Emily greets and smiles at him while I stare forward and tighten my grip on the strap of my backpack which is slung over my shoulder.

"So you guys psyched for tonight?" he yells and does a 'woo-hoo' and thrusts his fists into the air. Emily giggles and joins him; I, do nothing. I could just imagine my own little black thundercloud forming over my head at this moment, but then I remembered something.

"Hey Christian, what kind of weather is down in Forks?" I ask him.

"Uh, well, it's pretty much like this weather, always cloudy and gloomy, except more rain than snow."

"Hm, and are there a lot of forests?"

"Uhm, yeah, sure, there's a good amount of trees up, I mean down there," he answers, "why?" I shrug my shoulders,

"No reason, just curious,"

"You know what Samantha?" I turn to Emily, "You're the only person who calls Chris by his full name…" she ponders and I shrug again.

"And?" I ask, not seeing where she was going with this.

"No reason. So Chris, you're going to come and pick us up right? 6:30 on the dot and don't you dare be late," Emily points at him with a perfect eyebrow arched.

"I wouldn't even dream of it Em," he laughs. I turn to them in confusion. I am so out of the loop at this point.

"Wait, what? I thought Antoinette and Rachel were going to give us a ride there, what happened to that plan?" I ask. I really couldn't wrap my head around driving with Christian, and I didn't want to either. I did not want to get into a car with him; I'd honestly rather walk. Emily flips her hair and her long earrings jangle as she does so.

"Well, Antoinette and Rachel are coming later. Rachel's mom has to work later than she thought so Rach wont be able to get her mom's car until like 7, and I want to get there a little early to establish myself, and Chris here can drive and so he offered to drive us,"

"Don't worry, I'm a great driver! I always drive the speed limit…when I have passengers in that car," he grins at me which make Emily laughs and flirtatiously touch his arm. How does she not notice how hot his body temperature is?

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I don't understand why it takes Emily so long to get ready. She's a bunny for goodness's sake, how long does it take to look like a bunny? I sit at my desk staring at my laptop playing tetris online. It's 6pm now and I am completely ready in my costume and all. God I was bored. Someone knocks on my door and it's Scott.

"Hey Scott," I greet him staring at the game before me.

"Hey Sam," he watches the screen over my shoulder and he chuckles sarcastically to himself, "you're fucking addicted to tetris Sam. I think it might be time for an intervention,"

"Shut up," I smile, "so what's up?" Scott leans one of his hands on my desk and crosses his legs.

"I just wanted to let you know that you can call me if you need someone to pick you up, like if ya wanna leave early from the party. I know you're a party and alcohol virgin," I playfully narrow my eyes at him.

"Thanks, but aren't you going to a party yourself?" I ask him returning my attention to my game.

"Yeah…"

"In Anchorage…"

"Yeah…" I glance at him skeptically. He got a job in town and a bunch of the employees are going bar hopping for the holiday. "Well, it's only like 15 minutes away, and I gotta look after you and Em; you're my little sister Samantha. I don't know who this Christian guy is, so I don't feel completely comfortable with him driving you guys,"

"That makes two of us," I mumble to my computer and I see Scott smirk.

"And I'm not going to drink much anyway. I just…I haven't exactly been in the mood for celebrating…" he says solemnly. I put my game on pause and look down at my keyboard joining his somber aura. I've noticed he's been depressed. He's struggling with his parents' death more than Emily is. At the funeral Emily was sobbing and was a complete mess, but now, she's still hurting, but she's moved on with her life in a sense. She learned that from me, after deaths you just have to move on. But moving on doesn't mean that you forget the person who died; it just means that you don't become a burden to those around you. Scott is trying to be strong, I can see that, and he's not a burden to us either. But I don't think he has let go of Kevin and Karen yet; he hasn't really accepted that they are gone the way Emily and I have.

"Hey, what do you say we go to Anchorage and just kinda spend the day together, just the two of us, like next weekend? We haven't had anytime to spend together alone since we moved," I suggest as I swivel in the desk chair and face him.

"What about Emily?" he raises a perfect eyebrow at me.

"What about Emily?" I ask back.

"Will she be able to survive without you for a day?" he asks with sarcasm and I shrug my shoulders.

"She'll have to deal. Next weekend is a Scott and Samantha day," I smile at him and for the first time in a while he smiles with his eyes as well as his mouth.

"Sweet. K, call if you need me," he says and hesitates a moment before kissing me on my forehead.

"Bye Scott,"

"Bye Sammy," he says before closing my door behind him. That was the first time he has ever called me his sister, ever since I started living with him and Emily. Maybe that's why I didn't mind it when he called me Sammy. When Christian calls me Sammy, or when Scott used to, it never fitted, but just now it sounded right. Like an older brother calling his younger sister a beloved nickname. It was heartwarming which is new since I have never gotten that feeling from Scott before. I look to the clock on y laptop and it says 6:10. I decide to give my friends back in New York a call.

"Hey Sharron, what's up?"

"Nothing really, we are in the middle of monopoly, and I just gave up. It's a dumb ass game," I chuckle; she hates that game so much.

"I know it is,"

"So what are your plans for this glorious holiday?" she asks while chewing on something.

"I'm going to a party with Emily," I say putting my phone on speaker and continuing my game. The other end of the phone is silent. "Sharron?"

"Oh my God, you're going to a party? Like an actually party?" I sigh,

"Yeah, Emily wants me to go and I got nothing better to do anyway so might as well. It's at some girl's house and it's going to be, 'party of the year' blah, blah, blah. It's so dumb and pointless," Sharron laughs,

"What are you going as?" she asks.

"A cat, I'll take a picture and email it to you, it's totally cute. Emily and I found all this awesome clothing and put it together and it looks awesome."

"You finally found your camera?" she asks,

"Yeap,"

"Nice, so is your Edward going to this party?" she asks slyly and I roll my eyes.

"No, he's not. None of his family is but that's cool with me. I'll take lots of pictures for you; I'll take pictures of the town I live in,"

"Very nice. When's this party in which you speak so highly of?"

"Emily and I are getting picked up by a friend at six-thirty. Hey you know what's really weird?"

"What?"

"Scott called me his little sister today, and acted like an older brother," Sharron starts laughing hysterically, "You know what this means right?"

"Hell yes! He's found himself a woman! Laughing My Ass Off Samantha! Seriously! That guy has had a crush on you ever since I could remember! Oh my God this is too funny!" I laugh along with her,

"It was really endearing. You know how I hated it whenever he called me Sam or Sammy? Well I didn't when he called me it today, it was really cute and it fit,"

"Aw, my wittle SammyWammy! Dat is sooo cuteeeeeee!" she coos at me.

"No."

"Sorry," she laughs. I absolutely hate it when people talk, not just to me, but to anyone, as if they were a little unintelligent baby.

"Um, Sharron?" I ask,

"What is it?" she asks immediately detecting the sudden change in my voice and attitude.

"I just wanted to say that, if I start not calling as much or emailing or whatever, it's not because I don't wanna be friends with you guys, I mean I love you all. But…just being in Alaska and…and the way things have been going with…you know," how I am surrounded by death, "things are kind of hard, like keeping in touch and visiting…and…"

"Samantha…I totally understand and it's cool. We all know what you've been through and you have really done a lot for us and Emily and Scott. You put up with a lot of shit and you never complained once, at least not since I've known you which have been a one day less than Emily," she laughs, "Samantha it's totally cool. We'll miss you and stuff, but we'll always love you. We understand,"

"Thanks Sharron."

"Anytime babe," I can practically hear her smiling through the phone. "What the fuck!?! You're such a cheating Bastard!!!" I hear Kim yell, most likely at Brian, in the background. "What the…shit, I gotta go Samantha,"

"Damage control?" I laugh

"Chya, you know it, bye-bye darling!"

"Bye," I hang up my phone and stare at it for a moment until Scott yells up from the base of the staircase that leads to the attic,

"Sam! You're driver is here! And tell Em to hurry the hell up!" I quickly shutdown my computer and gather some things to put in Emily's purse since I don't carry one and I grab a black jacket that kind of looked like a leather biker jacket except it wasn't leather. After leaving my bedroom I walk past Emily's bedroom to see her curling her hair in her bunny costume.

"Emily come on, Christian is here,"

"Ugh! I know! I know! I'm almost done!" she says frantically. I shake my head and go down the hall and the second staircase to the foyer to see the large man like boy standing next to Scott. My 'older brother' leans against the railing of the staircase throwing up his keys then catching them idly.

"Hey Scott, I thought you left," I say stopping on the last step of stairs.

"Nah, not yet," he says looking at me over his shoulder. I look past and in between Christian and Scott to see Stephanie run in front of me.

"Samantha! What do you think of my costume!?" she asks me twirling around in her what I presumed to be a fairy-princess costume. It was pink, lime green, powder blue, white and lavender, poofy, frilly, and she had wings, a wand and a tiara.

"You look absolutely amazing Stephanie, you look wonderful," I praise her and she jumps up and down gleefully.

"I made it all by myself!" Scott and I raise an eyebrow each at her accusingly, "with the help of Momma of course," she adds bashfully.

"Of course, give credit where credit is due," I remind her and she smiles. "So you going trick or treating?"

"Well duh, I'm going to get so much candy! Me and Shawn every year have a contest to see who gets the most candy. Rebecca used to do this contest but then she got 'too old and mature'." She makes a mimicking face, "Last year Shawn won, but this year I'm going to kick his butt!" she shouts.

"Very nice," I say and I crouch down to her level still on the stair and I whisper to her, "if you need any extra candy for the win, I have some in my room in my top left desk drawer," she gasps in a devious manner and I wink at her. "Whatever you do, don't tell Shawn," she nods her head and salutes me.

"Stephie, come here, I need to finish your hair," Darleen calls from the bathroom.

"Coming mom!" and she disappear into the house.

"So where's Emily?" Christian asks. I notice he is in a werewolf costume. He would so do that. He is the type of person that would pretty much display something that he was trying to keep secret so blatantly that no one would care.

"She's still doing her hair," I mention but I get distracted when Scott answers his phone.

"K…yeah, I'm leaving now, I'll see ya there," he hangs up his phone and looks to me. "Gotta go, call me if you need me,"

"Naturally, say hi to Olivia for me," I smirk at him. Scott turns around abruptly.

"How did you…?" I laugh softly,

"I met her while going on one of my runs on Tuesday and we got to talking. Also she called the house one time asking for you, she's really sweet," Scott smiles and puts on his jacket.

"I know, see ya,"

"Bye," Once Scott leaves Christian sticks his hands in his pockets,

"So, uh, Sam…"

"Finally! I'm ready! Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!" Emily yells while rushing down the stairs and shoving all of us out the front door. "Bye Aunt Darleen! We're leaving now!" she calls over her shoulder.

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I flop down on my bed with an exerted sigh. Oh the fluffy goodness of pillows and comforters. They felt especially good since they were cool against my warm face. I get up with a bit of a struggle and open the window parallel to my bed to let in some more chilled air that set shivers throughout my body when I opened it. I kneel down next to the window inhaling the early morning wintery breeze that filled my room. The Halloween party was a complete waste of time and was completely pointless. Tomorrow I'm going to hear only of Emily's hangover and I really don't want to hear any of it. I ate so much at Jennifer's house because I was so bored. It wasn't a Halloween party at all. Sure everyone had costumes on but that's all it had that remotely came close to Halloween themed. Everyone just drank and danced. Granted that wasn't all there was and it really wasn't that bad, but for me it was. The smell of that much alcohol made me queasy. No more parties for me, no more.