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Chapter 9: Compatible Candidates

Talking with Dallas I found him to be very interesting. He had been alive for over 500 years. Almost equaling Carlisle. He was turning 1545 at the age of 20. He had never hated himself nor believe himself to be a monster. That was definitely a refreshing change. Dallas was confident in himself but not so much as to come off cocky. It was strange, or new rather, that we talked like old friends instead of strangers.

Even though no one was around, and we could have been at my home by now easily, Dallas and I casually strolled along.

"Okay, this is it. Ready to meet 6 new vampires?" I ask.

"As long as they are like you I can't wait." As Dallas said this, I thought back on my human life. I would have surely blushed a wild red with embarrassment. But I just slightly chuckled and pushed through the door.

I don't notice anyone in the immediate area. "Guys? Can you come down for a second, there is someone I want you to meet."

"This is your place? It's nice."

"Why are you so impressed? Being around for about 500 years, you should be accustomed to quite the same luxuries." We are sitting in the living room waiting for everyone, who should have been here by now. Must have been busy.

"I'm don't like to be tied down to one place. I usually just live in hotels, its quite enjoyable actually. I never have to clean, the amenities are the best and well, I'm not one for exuberance either. Not that your home is. Its rather tasteful." Dallas spoke.

I smiled as he tried to soften what he believed to be the wrong thing to say. Beginning to offer a retort, I'm stopped as my family stumbles into the living room.

"Hello Isabella, who is your friend here?" Carlisle asked.

"Hey everyone, this is Dallas Versai. He pestered me at the bar the whole night and then proceeded to stalk me." I stopped at everyone's surprised stares.

"Yeah and then she threatened my well being. But it was worth the risk." Dallas smirked at me, playfully punching my arm.

"Anyways, I don't know why but I didn't figure out he was like us until I was walking home. He said that besides us, there weren't any other resident vampires in Volgograd."

"So you have been alone for your vampire life?" Esme asked. She had this concerned tone in her voice and I could just feel the motherly waves radiating off her.

"Well on and off for my 500 some odd years. I've never really found anyone who was really compatible for friendship or as a mate."

Alice was all but jumping out of her seat on the adjacent couch. She must have seen something, it couldn't of been good. I realize I didn't introduce everyone to Dallas.

"Dallas, this is Carlisle and his wife Esme. They're pretty much our parents, for appearances sakes and well, basically only blood separates us from the real thing. And on your left is Jasper and his hyper wife Alice. And in front of us is Rosalie and her husband Emmett." I finished the introductions and I couldn't identify this strange tingling sensation that overcame me. Ignoring it I look around, not sure of what to say next. Luckily, Dallas breaks the need for me.

"I'll be looking forward to getting to know everyone, especially Isabella better." Dallas smiled at everyone but when he looked at me, it was almost as if his eyes sparkled. I've never seen anything so, so unbelievable. There was only one way to label it. It was a look that would not only knock the wind out of a human girl, but effectively stopping her erratically beating heart. It was seduction. But the most electrifying thing about it was that it wasn't blatantly lustful but somehow beautifully erotic.

I had to break the hold his eyes held on me. Asexual, I'm not interested, I'm not. I just have to keep telling myself this over and over. And over. The atmosphere begins to hold a tense air. Everyone looked at each other as if carrying out some silent conversation.

"We feel the same way Dallas. And I hate for anyone to be all alone, I have the perfect idea. We have an spare room and well, you're more than welcomed to stay with us as long as you like." Esme was bubbling with excitement and happiness. I swear, she would take in a crazed serial killer if he looked lonely or sad. This definitely would ruin my desire, no my need, for emotional isolation.

But there was no way he would accept. He was the silent and lone star type. I had nothing to worry over, besides, we were barely friends yet. And you had to be friends first, I mean wasn't that some carnal rule?

"Actually I would love to, who knows there could be something tangible and compatible with your family." Dallas smiled and winked at me.

'Shit.'

((AN: Woo! Next chapter something will happen. And after that something, I'm going to fly forward 50 years. And small hint. In 50 years, a lot happens, including death, a…rebirth…and well, that's it.))

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