Dia Cullen
She's 15. She's half-vamp. And she's running with the Cullens.
"Alice!"
"How could you?"
"Is Dia alright?"
"What exactly happened?"
"Did she start with animals or did she attack-"
"Hey hey hey! One at a time," Alice shoved all the hisses coming from the Cullens. "I can explain, okay? Just one at a time, please."
"When did it happen exactly?" Carlisle asked, looking the most composed.
"I don't know. I just saw the vision. Dee?"
"Around 3 yesterday afternoon seeing that today's a new day," I answered casually.
"And from what did you feed from?" Esme inquired.
"A deer. Jasper bound it first and I sunk my teeth into it," I said proudly once more.
"A deer?!" Emmett mused.
"Hey, you were not there when Dia was dying of thirst, okay? She was paler than usual, and she was shaking, and it was a terrifying sight all in all. I had to jump out of the window, which was not really a problem, and then we couldn't go into the deeper parts of the woods because it'd have been too late," Jasper defended himself.
Apparently, a deer was a laughing matter.
"Take it easy, Jasper," Edward said and put an arm on his shoulder.
Jasper breathed deeply.
"Are you thirsty now?" Bella asked.
"Not really. But I might want some breakfast, please."
The sun was coming up fast in the isolated part of London. But it was still balmy as usual.
"Sure thing," she replied and hurried out of the house to her bike.
"Whoah. She rides?"
"She got influenced by one of her friends," Edward replied-clearly disgusted.
I didn't press in for more. Everyone else was quiet when he mentioned about "one of her friends". I wonder.
She was back in no time.
"Here you go," she said and handed me a takeout from a diner.
"We have more questions, Dia. Do you mind eating here? In the living room?" Carlisle asked.
"Nope. I can eat anywhere," I smiled.
"How did you feel before ... did you get any signs that you were getting thirsty?"
"As crazy as it seems, no. It hit me so suddenly," I said and chewed on the burger slowly.
He frowned.
"Is that bad, Carlisle?" Rosalie was the first to notice. Or the bravest to ask.
"Somehow. We cannot tell when her thirst might trigger," he replied earnestly.
"That's bad. She'd be dangerous if she went out. No offense," Rosalie continued.
"So I'm staying locked up for a while?" I asked, still busy eating.
I didn't really care staying indoors. I used to spend all my summer days indoors. But I was not a nature hater either.
"I'm afraid so," Carlisle murmured.
"Think about it this way, Dee. You don't have to forge some papers yet, faking your birth certificates and all. And you don't have to go to school, either," Emmett announced.
"You go to school?"
"Just to fit in. I hate school but I'm good at it."
"Yeah, coz you've been repeating senior year over and over again for the past few decades," Jasper snickered.
"Very funny," he shot back a playful look.
"But you have nothing to worry about, Dia. I'll be here. I'm the housewife, see. And the stay-at-home mother," Esme added pleasantly.
"I really don't have any problems staying indoors. You have nothing to worry about," I reassured them.
They probably looked through all things in my bag that held personal information and found out that I came from a very sunny place. But I was always good at adapting to new and different environments and I didn't really spend so much time in the beach unlike the rest of the kids back home. Gosh, I missed them.
Party was over-long after Alice said she could explain. Emmett and Rosalie and Alice and Jasper and Bella and Edward all wore school uniforms. They tried to explain to me that they wanted to try out a private academy here but I didn't give them a chance. I just laughed at how silly they looked-endlessly. I was a bit of a hypocrite, you can say that, because I wore silly uniforms when I attended my Catholic high school academy, too. But their uniforms were way more fancier. Knee-length socks for the girls and high-rise slacks for the guys. Carlisle wore a white gown-don't get me wrong, though.
"You're a Doctor Carlisle?" I asked-hesitating.
"Yep. Did I miss that detail?" he walked towards the door but turned back a bit to give Esme a smooch on the cheek.
"Have a great day, honey," Esme sighed.
"I will."
"Might as well call you Dr. C then," I suggested.
"Whatever you say, Dia," he smiled and waved at the both of us before he went in his car.
"Esme?"
"Yes, Dia?"
"It sounds awful calling you Esme. It's like I don't respect you at all," I murmured while following her to the kitchen.
I didn't know what she was going to do there, though. She certainly was not preparing for lunch or dinner.
"Hmm ... what would you like to call me, then?"
"Mrs. C, if that's okay."
"Sure, Dia," she smiled and rested her arms on a clean kitchen counter. Ha! Everything was clean.
"Oh, and Mrs. C?"
"Yeah?"
"Dr. C ... does he happen to be a doctor of Dentistry?"
"I don't think so. Why?"
"I was thinking. What was I going to do with these?" I asked her-pointing to my braces.
She just laughed at the silly metal-mouth in front of her.