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Serenity's POV:

Oh god, I was so happy for English. It extended right into our fourth period and didn't let out until lunch, so Julian and I talked until it was all over. "What happened during home room?" Julian pried, and finally I couldn't hide it from him, I know it was wrong, I know he shouldn't know about what we were, but sometimes the rules had to be broken. While Alec was in the office, I pulled Julian outside with me until we were at a safe distance. He didn't ask what I was doing, for which I was grateful. Snow had melted away with the warm air, making the leaves smell moist and the green forest damp with heavy puddles of water.

"Okay. Now I can tell you." I said quietly and he waited. "I really hope I can trust you Julian, because if they find out I told you, then I'm dead." I told him, my voice holding the seriousness and the pressures that I carried since I was little. "Serenity, you can tell me anything and I'd believe you. And you can trust me not to go around talking about this." he replied, warmth radiated from his crystal blue eyes. I knew I could trust him; I just had no idea where to start. I wasn't sure who could've been listening, but I'd deal with it later if I had to. I took a deep breath, deciding that the beginning was the best place to start. "You sure you're ready?" I asked and he nodded. I motioned for us to sit down, and like little kids, we sat with our legs crossed.

"Okay, I'm not sure if I have it right but how old would you say my grandpa Carlisle is?" I asked bluntly. His eyes widened in shock. "Wait, Doctor Cullen's your grandfather?" he asked astonished. "Well yes, but how old do you think he is?" he shook his head. "I don't know, thirty maybe?" giggles from somewhere in my body broke the silence. Try older, way older. "Am I wrong?" I nodded. "Lets see, carry over the one, and add it altogether and we come to the total of roughly 390 years old." he looked dumbfounded as everything registered. "That can't be right." he said shocked. I nodded again giving it more thought. "No, no, you're right. More like 385 or 380, any how I forget which." I replied calmly.

Only one word followed my answer, the one that I was looking for. "How?" he asked. Now we were getting somewhere. "It was 1650, um... great grandpa preached and formed hunting parties and somehow put my grandpa in charge of one group. He was so good at what he did, my great grandpa was pleased with the results of hunting those that scared society during those dark ages that no one had seen it coming," I paused, trying to think of what he had to face. The way we sat, it was like we were really children. Julian raised his hand as I nodded for him to ask. "What was it that they were hunting?" almost like a teacher, I told him what he wanted, no, needed to know. "Vampires, witches, and you could guess the rest." I said trailing off again before continuing.

"He came across an actual vampire hide out under the sewers and got bit as the mob chased after the creature. He knew what was happening and hid from the world as he tried to destroy himself. He was never able to, finally coming to a decision, he worked with the eternal life that he was given. My grandfather was fascinated with saving those who were on the edge of death. That was how he found my father. Then my Aunt Rosalie, Uncle Emmett, grandma Esme, and jasper and Alice came on their own time. My mom though was a different story..." I looked at him as he tried to solve it. He believed what I was telling him, even though disbelief was one of the more dominate emotions that claimed his features, he believed me.

"She and my dad fell in love, when she found out the truth, the events that were ever in motion practically made things that she ever knew questionable." Julian interrupted, "what kind of things?" he asked in awe. "Well, the Seattle killings for one thing, have a little more meaning in my family. It was also one of the many obstacles that my mother faced. Before that, three vampires wanted to kill her, when all of them tried it on their own, they died one by one. The last one to go, Vicky or what was her name? God I'm terrible when it comes to their names, um... there we go, Victoria, she came at my family with a different angle. She made newborns." his eyebrows arched for a moment. "Newborns?" I decided that one did need a little explaining. "Well, not newborns as in new born babies, but newborn vampires." that did it for him. "So... fledglings basically." now it was my turn to look at him wide eyed.

"Care to explain?" I asked. He shrugged. "What, is it wrong to want to believe in something that's really out there?" he asked instead, which earned a smile. "Since when does the most popular kid in school actually believe in the supernatural?" I replied sweetly. "Everyone believes in something." he said defensively. "So, newborns." he prompted. I nodded getting back into story mode. "She made a newborn army, my parents fought against them, every on doing their part, including the wolves. Err, shape shifters" I quickly corrected. "Well, we won, my parents got married and my mother was still human, until my sister was born." I decided to leave the Volturi out of this for the more obvious reasons. "A few months later, I was born, and here we are sixteen short years later." I concluded smiling at him. As we got up from the floor he said, "Which means you're not all vampire." I nodded my head. "And not all human either." I finished. "Half and half then?" I didn't answer. "Come on, bell's going to ring for lunch, and I'm starving!" I exclaimed. He laughed closing his fingers over his throat and we started walking back.

"So how do you eat?" he questioned. "You've seen how I eat, silly." I replied childishly, care free as a bird. "You know what I mean." he pressed. "Human food, animal blood, and for the huge cravings, well, donated human blood. AB positive being the best one." I joked. He laughed along with me we walked through the library door. It was practically empty save for a few librarians, lingering students, and our backpacks. "Well, can't say I didn't want the long story." he said as he held my hand. During lunch, he and I kept throwing each other knowing glances over the secret I'd just shared, and then we had another one of our rare visits from Miranda. "What do you want now?" I asked tiredly.

"What do I want? There's nothing that I'd like more than to sing what a little canary sung, and at the same time be a Good Samaritan. Besides, you must have heard what happened during third period." she replied sweetly. No, but that's what I'd like to know. Reluctantly, Julian got up from his seat and made his way to the restrooms. As soon as he was out of ear shot, Miranda's voice became the definition of dripping battery acid. "Lets get something straight here, you little prick! You may think you have every one wrapped around your little finger, and who knows for sure, maybe they are, but I see what you do around here. And I promise you, you won't get away with a single thing by the time I'm through with you!" she walked away, a glare frozen in place just for moi, while Julian and I got up to go to class. Little prick? Before heading to my trig class, I made sure to stop by the library, looking in the more practical side of the isles to start with my supply list. I stood there with the list that was starting to grow larger and larger with quick brainstormed ideas. Surely everyone was going to peg the unfortunate even as some early senior joke (I would), on some poor girl that got on many people's nerves.

Quietly, I grabbed my bag as I walked to sign myself out for the bathroom, and once I was off campus, I ran to the home store to buy a few things. I had to make good with the time I had, and at the same time come up with a good laugh and good alibi. The wheels on the cart glided easily down the aisles as I passed through putting each item form the list in the cart. Hmm… tar, got it, feathers? Maybe I should get some more of that. Fishing wire! That's a great sale. Where are the pulleys? I stopped one of the employees as I showed them the rest of the list. "The tacks should be in aisle 10, and our tarps should be in the back of the store near auto goods." I smiled sweetly as I thanked them and went on my way. Sure enough, just like the guy said, there they were. Quickly I paid and might have overpaid the cashier and ran back to the school.

I checked the ceiling, and assembled the tarp and pulley, feeding the string and attached it to the locker that was ten feet down from my own, and stuck the tacks into the tarp that was the exact shade as the ceiling boards. The filling between the tarp and ceiling consisted of glitter, tar, and feathers, but that wasn't enough for me. Nope. I needed more and something that was more original. Checking the time, I went back to the library to sign in, got my slip signed to go to class and made it 10 minutes into the star of the class. No one questioned where I went, no one saw what was being planned, and no one could guess why someone screamed at the end of fifth period outside the hall from across campus.

When I got home, both mom and dad were back and I froze when I walked in to find them both in the living room and them talking intently to each other. As soon as they caught my scent, their faces lit up with joy, and they hugged my sister and me. I smiled stiffly and asked, "So when are we going on that vacation you guys we talking about?" they looked taken aback as my dad shifted slightly. Then I saw it on dad's face. He hadn't told mom this part I guessed when it suddenly fell into place. Nessie also looked surprised that I'd ask something like that, but I had before so she didn't ask what I was talking about. Mom shook her head, "no welcome home?" she asked. I laughed seeing that one exasperated expression she'd have when I'd brush off how she would catch word of my cliff diving and hugged her. I wasn't on trial.


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