From that day, Charlotte forced herself to shove people away. Clearly she couldn't let people get close to her. Honestly, she didn't even know why she thought that it would be different. Alice tried to talk to her everyday, but the redhead just ignored her. She was better off by herself, so that no one could get hurt.
Her mother was worried about her, but Charlotte just acted like everything was okay. She started to pour her focus into her school work, and trying to make sure that she would do okay. Sure, there were times where she cried herself to sleep, but she was okay. Right?
As for her gift?
She figured out if she tried to not give into her emotions, she wouldn't have another episode. Of course, there were times where she would cause a sudden windstorm when she fell into an episode, but for the most part everything was under control. At least under control enough. There were times where there would be a freak rain storm that would last around a half hour before she got a hold of her emotions.
She was sick of it.
Why couldn't she be normal?
The school years blended into each other, as she went into her sophomore year and into the summer before junior year. The Cullens still caught her attention, especially Jasper. She could see concern and worry in his eyes whenever he looked at her. Whenever she was around him, she felt calm, and okay for once.
She began to take note of them, from the ungodly good looks, the eye color and how they disappeared whenever the weather got nice and sunny. Charlotte knew that there was no way they were human, absolutely no way in hell.
Letting out a breath, she turned her car into the driveway, returning home from another long day at work. She worked at the bookstore in town, Her mother was still at work, as Charlotte let herself into the house, shutting the door softly behind her. Slipping her shoes off and placing them by the door, she blew out a sigh as she walked to the kitchen.
After pouring herself a glass of water, she took it upstairs with her. Letting her bedroom door shut with a snap, she flopped down onto her bed. She had homework that she could get done the next day, which left the afternoon to herself. Grabbing her bag, she reached for the books she bought that afternoon. Four books were brought about the supernatural, and old myths and legends.
She was determined to figure out what the Cullen's were.
They weren't human.
The School year soon started, and rumors spread on the fact that the Chiefs daughter, Isabella Swan was going to be starting in January.
Charlotte kept to herself, and that weekend, she was determined to figure out what the Cullen's were.
Grabbing her notebook, she drew herself a list.
-they weren't human
-unnaturally good looking
-they were all "adopted" but they looked so similar
-edward always looked at her, like he could read her mind
-they didn't eat at lunch, just messed around with their food
-whenever it was sunny, they weren't at school
Tapping her pen against her chin, Charlotte reached for her glass of water. She grabbed her remote for her TV and turned it on, letting some show run for background noise. Charlotte grabbed the top book from the stack. She flipped to the first myth; fairies. Snorting out a laugh, she couldn't help but imagine the big burly guy, Emmett flying with sparkly wings. Shaking her head, she flipped to the table of contents, her eyes skimming over the different myths.
Vampires, was chapter four, and she flipped silently thought the pages.
Pale skin…..unnaturally beautiful….some vampire could have gifts… human drinkers have red eyes, vampires that feed on animals have golden color eyes. Both kinds of vampires' eyes get more dark the longer it has been since they fed.
It slowly started to click into place.
Their beauty
How she always felt calm around Jasper.
How Edward would always smirk just as soon as she had a funny thought or remark.
The eyes.
Fucking hell.
The Cullens were vampires.
That monday, it was safe to say that things were awkward. In history, Jasper kept glancing over at her, and Charlotte hid behind her hair as she worked on the assignment they were given. She had spent several hours the previous day thinking about it all.
She couldn't bring herself to talk to them.
She just couldn't.
Moving through her day, she sat at a table by herself at lunch, not having sat with Jessica and her group for months. The Cullen's, they were all looking over at her.
'Get out of my head!' she all but yelled in her head, and she could see Edward flinch.
That proved the theory about him reading her mind.
But the theory about blood?
She bit into her apple, running her finger along the side of the tray. She didn't even realize she snapped the tip of her finger on a sharp edge. Pulling her finger back, she saw blood slowly build up before falling onto the tray.
Well, her day was going amazingly.
Her head snapped up, and she could see Jasper, eyes dark locked with hers. She reached for her napkin, pressing it to the wound.
'Well that settles it, you, Edward and your family are vampires.' she thought out, and let out a laugh, seeing his head snap towards her. His lips started moving at fastly, as she picked her tray up and took it to dump it, before heading out of the cafeteria.
She replaced her bag on her shoulder as she stopped at her locker, reaching for the container of bandaids she kept there. After tending to herself, she grabbed the books that she would need that afternoon and let her locker shut with a slam.
"How did you find out." Edwards voice came out in a growl as he blocked her way out.
"Well hello to you to asshat." She spoke. "I'm just observant. Now please move." He didn't make any sign of moving. She quickly kneed him where the sun doesnt shine. Course he would of seen it coming, so he moved out of the way.
"Move, and leave me the fuck alone. Trust me, you don't have to worry about me spilling your secret."
She pushed him away from her, moving quickly to her next class.
From there on, she ignored the Cullens at all cost. She couldn't get Jasper out of her head however. Charlotte tried to keep her life as normal as possible. But that changed.
It changed the day Isabella Swan started at Forks High.