So I'm going to apologize and get on with the story. It seems to keep getting harder to update as i get closer to finishing!!

Quote of the weekish: How come you have enough time to go out and make people fall in love with you, but you don't have enough time to pay attention to the people who already do. (It's just the mood I'm in. you get it)

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Chapter 22

Bella

There once was a beautiful prince he lived in a beautiful castle, but he did not think he was worthy of all this. He thought he was beast. So slowly, day by day he became one. One morning a beautiful girl showed up at his door. Immediately he felt anger toward her for entering his territory. And the beast about him imprisoned the beauty. For days they both felt only hatred toward each other. Another evening quiet later after each had not seen each other for quite a while a family servant invited both to dinner. The both obliged not knowing of the servants intentions. When they entered the dining hall, the room fell silent. They ate in silence. The only noise to be heard was the old grandfather clock ticking. When one was brave enough to look across at the other, they only saw sorrow and regret in their eyes. The beauty knew what she had to do and she cleared her throat.

My eyes flashed open. My throat was burning, my head was throbbing. I felt like someone had thrown me in freezing water after I was on fire. Every muscle in my body ached with a pain I'd never felt. My hands were shaking. My mouth was drier than I'd ever had it before. Beside that I screamed.

"Isabella, Isabella can you here me? We're here. It's going to be okay." Carlisle's smooth voice rushed over my ears and his face danced before my eyes right before I passed out.

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Bright light shined into my burning eyes. My body still ached but not as bad as I remembered. I pulled my arm across my eyes to block some light. The hand was cool against my face, cooler than even last week.

"Hello? Are you awake?" I heard Alice's melodious voice. I grumbled but it didn't sound like one. I heard more of a musical note. "It's time to get up, Today's the first day of your new life, and you have a very busy day ahead." I rolled over in my bed, meaning to be lazy but my body flipped over with an ease I'd never had before and I fell off the bed. I pushed my arms out to catch my fall but my feet landed it perfectly. It reminded me of a cat and I scowled. I never got along with cats.

"Can't you wait-", my voice caught, or someone's voice it didn't sound like mine. "What's with my voice?" I managed to whisper, it still sounded…perfect. Every note blended with the next in excellent harmony, if voices could do that.

Alice giggled, "Isabella, don't you know what you are now?"

"Oh" was all I could say as I swung around to a mirror. My body was even more pale and striking. All signs of fat or blemishes gone. My facial features were defined in extreme. My eyes were wide were perfectly arched eyebrows above them. My eyeballs seemed to have changed the most. They were black coal black. It reminded me of one thing, and it made me shudder. Just my burning throat came again to my attention.

"When's breakfast?" I asked abruptly. I ran my fingers through my chocolate hair waving down my back.

"Isabella, Don't you remember?!" Alice whispered. My eyes widened even more and I sat down on the bed, or fell stylishly.

"So we don't…deal with people right?" She nodded grimly. "Well, where's Carlisle? I think I'll hold off breakfast." She smiled and led me down the hallway to a tall French door opening. There was a cross hanging above it and I thought it and ironic place to be. I hadn't been in any room other than my own. She opened one of the bay doors and I peeked in to see a regular looking office. Carlisle was sitting at his desk reading a book. He looked so mature doing that but his appearance was only of a 25 year old. The walls had the strangest pictures on them.

"Have you ever read Shakespeare, Isabella?" He asked suddenly. I began walking around the room looking at the paintings and pictures.

"Only in school. Where are these pictures from?" I kept my fingers behind my back, the paintings looked very old.

"Italy mostly. He was a strange fellow; I attended one of his plays "Hamlet" in the Globe." He almost seemed to be talking to himself. I blinked at the comment.

"Who?!" I said turning around sharply.

"Shakespeare of course." My eyes spread to their full extent and I had a deer caught in headlights look. At least it felt like that.

"How old are you?!" I questioned my voice straining.

"Isabella, I forgot to tell you, didn't I?" I nodded worriedly. "We don't age; we live for a very long time. There aren't very many things that kill us either." I raised my perfectly arched eyebrows. My face read a so-you-didn't-think-to-mention-that look. A thousand things were swarming through my head. But one thought stood out, I knew I shouldn't think it, I didn't ask it but I wondered how old HE was. I shook my head to clear it.

"So about the reason I'm here." I cleared my throat awkwardly. "My throat's burning, and I'm starving. You seem to have left some stuff out on our last little chat."

He jumped right into explaining how to hunt, the rules, boundaries, and why we hunt the way we do. I interrupted once to ask for water only to learn it would make it worse. I tried to stay quiet only asking questions when necessary. I felt like I was back in school for a little while, How to be a Good Vampire 101.

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Carlisle and my little talk lasted the rest of the morning. I was getting so uncomfortable by the end that I couldn't pay attention. I was fidgeting in my chair. He seemed to notice after a while and paused.

"Isabella, are you ready to go. I guess they best way to teach someone is to show them."

My stomach shifted nervously. I wasn't sure I was ready for this really. Blood didn't bother me in science or if I got hurt playing a sport. But I hadn't really seen any really dead things before, much less kill them myself. Don't get me wrong I'm not a tree hugger. This just seemed to be getting way more confusing.

Alice was assigned to help me along with Rosalie. I was shaking with anticipation. Alice looked at me just before we walked into the forest commenting on how I shouldn't have worn my new shirt, but how it was too late now. We'd just have to get another one. I really didn't think ruining one shirt would even dent my amount of clothes now.

We slipped silently into the forest. Rosalie constantly reminded me to be completely silent. She was turning out much nicer than I thought. She seemed more like the sturdy older sister I never had. It was almost comforting. Almost. My head was jerked in the direction of a new smell, all my senses ready for any change. It smelled like a deer but I didn't know who I knew that. It's not like I went up to deer and smelled them as my past time. All my senses acted as one for the first time. All trained on one target, the deer, now coming into my line if sight. I slid swiftly to it and pounced.

This always seemed that it would be the hardest part of hunting. But it now seemed so natural. I broke its neck like a pencil and my razor sharp teeth extended to bite into it. I muddy liquid poured into my dry mouth. It tasted…amazing. It didn't taste like my favorite dessert or favorite smoothie. Just plain amazing. I couldn't even compare it to anything because it wasn't even near the same category. I finished off and wiped my mouth. The next thing to do was lightly bury it so nature could take its course.

Cullens didn't hunt much around here because there wasn't a population issue like up in the mountains. After one my stomach seemed full. I was reenergized and bubbly. I glanced down at my shirt to see nothing on it. "Hey, I'm a pretty clean eater." I said aloud. They weren't going to eat because of the population thingy so I didn't have to worry about scaring anything off.

Alice and Rosalie stepped out from where they were watching with their mouths wide. "Hey, you could catch some huge flies with your mouths like that." I laughed but they were still in their awestruck state. "Okay I give. What's up?"

"Tha…that was amazing. I'm not even that smooth yet and I'm over eighty years old." Rosalie stated.

"Wow, you age real well!" I joked.

"She's serious. That was incredible. Wow, Carlisle gonna be amazed. Let's go" we started walking out of the forest my head spinning. What do they mean? We arrived in the house and Esme greeted us. She was smiling holding an outfit it looked like. She looked down at me with a confused expression.

"You didn't go hunting?" she questioned.

"Yeah, she did just I don't know. She did it so clean and smoothly." She waved her hand over me and my faced heated, the fresh blood flowing to my face. "We're just about to go talk to him." Esme followed us up the grand stairs to Carlisle's study. I walked in just as he was looking up from his book.

"What happened? Didn't you go hunting?" Alice sighed and explained again what kinda happened. Carlisle just looked at us with a confused expression. I'd never seen him confused and he didn't seem like the type to be confused. He got up after Alice concluded.

"That really is strange. New vampires usually have the hardest time. Did you have a hobby of killing animals as a human?" He laughed and I joined. Although I was only a human yesterday he acted like it was so long ago.

"Oh I forgot to mention that, didn't I?" that started another round of laughter. Esme cut in.

"Well maybe it was just Carlisle's amazing teaching ability." At that she grabbed his arm. They rest of the family had joined us and we all started laughing even harder. Esme didn't look amused but her annoyed look soon turned into a smirk. "Since we're in such a light mood we should play a Sunday night board game!"

Emmett and Jasper cheered and ran downstairs. Alice and Rosalie grabbed my arm and the adults argued over which game. They lead me down with a bewildered look on my face. They decided on Scene it Disney. It seemed like just a kid game but I was looking forward to it. The boys were very competitive I learned as the game thickened.

On a particularly easy screen play Emmett yelled out the completely wrong answer. We all started cracking up. He hung his head in embarrassment. Rosalie tried to comfort him between laughs. I looked around at the smiling people. They almost seemed like family. I smiled myself and rolled the dice. I guess I could wait to leave their house a little longer.

Only two more chapters! the ending (i think) is amazing!! please review!