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Vampires.

There was no doubt possible. The Cullens were blood thirsty vampires.

When Angie came back home from the hospital, she went directly to her bedroom, and she had been lying on her bed ever since.

Charlie stayed with his daughters for the rest of the day. His worry was getting on Bella's nerves. He had blabbered to their mother about the accident, and Renée was in hysterics. It hadn't been easy to calm her down. Bella had to tell her at least thirty times that they were okay. Her mother begged her to come home with her sister but her pleas were easier to resist than Bella would have thought. She was consumed by the mystery Edward represented. And more than a little obsessed with Edward himself. She felt ridiculous and very stupid. She wasn't as eager to escape Forks as she used to be.

Charlie kept walking up and down the stairs to check on Angie. Every time he would take a look, she would pretend to be asleep. She didn't want to talk to him, or to anyone. She had too many things going on in her mind. She felt like she had just woken up in a brand new world, a world she didn't know anything about.

The more Angie thought about the Cullens, the more confused she was. They didn't look scary. She and her sister would be dead if it weren't for Edward and Alice. Edward might crave for Bella's blood but he didn't want to harm her. Dr. Cullen might have been attracted to Angie's blood but he never once thought about hurting her in anyway. All Edward and his father had tried to do was fight off their nature and forget that part of them.

Angie didn't know what to do. Should she tell her sister? She'd have to tell her everything, including her own secret.

Night came, but Angie couldn't fall asleep. Every time she closed her eyes, pictures of the morning's event came back to her. Angie had a new unanswered question every two minutes, and she would never have the courage to ask them. She eventually fell asleep an hour after midnight.

When she woke up, Angie was breathless and sweating. She could have stayed in bed for one more hour but she was too shaken up. She rushed to the bathroom to take a shower and wash the nightmare away.

As the cold water was pouring on her body, flashes of her dream came back to her. She was in a dark place, alone, and it was loud. She was surrounded by hundreds of people with no faces, they weren't saying anything, but it was so loud. She spotted Edward in the crowd, and the voices started to stop. He waved at her, and turned around. She tried to follow him but he disappeared. When she turned back, the crowd was gone. It had been replaced by the Cullens. They were just standing there, in a bright light. They looked like angels. It was suddenly so quiet. But the silence was broken by the screeching sound of tires. Angie saw Dean's van coming right at her. But like the previous morning, she was pulled away. But it wasn't Alice this time who saved her. It was Dr. Cullen.

Angie was staring at her reflection in the mirror, a towel wrapped around her wet body. She looked horrible. She looked down at her wrists and grazed her scars with her thumb. She sighed, before she continued her morning routine.

Charlie was late for work. He wanted to make sure his daughters were fine before they went back to school. After having told him ten times that they were okay, Chief Swan finally left.

It wasn't as cold as the day before. The roads weren't as dangerous. The drive to the school was quiet. Angie apprehended what was to come. She was certain the entire school was waiting for them, to ask them how they were feeling, even though all they really wanted to know was the sordid details of what really happened.

When they arrived in the parking lot, everybody was staring at the red truck. Angie could already hear them replaying the incident in their head. Every picture was different. None was right. Everyone had their own memories and interpretation of what had happened. Both girls sighed but stayed silent. They hadn't said a word to each other since the hospital. Bella was angry at her sister for not being more curious. And Angie just didn't like to lie.

Angie had her headphones ready. She made sure the music was playing loud enough to block the voices before she got out of the truck. She pulled up the hood of her black jacket, hiding her face as best she could, and looked down so she wouldn't meet anyone's gaze. Her strategy worked. She walked through the crowd of curious students, and nobody stopped her. Everyone was focused on Bella.

When Angie stepped into the hall of the school, she ran into someone. But it felt like she had just hit a wall. She was startled when she felt two small hands on her arms, confirming she had indeed walked into another person.

She quickly looked up, and saw Alice Cullen was standing right in front of her, smiling. Angie immediately took a step back. But Alice didn't look threatening. Angie saw her lips were moving but she couldn't hear anything. She ran a hand over her head, pulled her hood down, and removed her headphones.

"What?"

Alice laughed. It was one of the most beautiful sounds Angie had ever heard.

"I said, "Hi. How are you?"." She had a crystalline voice, as if she sang every word she said.

Angie didn't know what to say. She wasn't expecting Alice to come to her. She was planning on avoiding her and her siblings for the rest of her life.

Every students around them were staring, whispering, gossiping. "Is that Alice Cullen?" one student said. "Who is she talking to?" another one thought.

"Uh… I'm… I'm fine," Angie replied shyly, trying to ignore the voices. "Thank you," she added, when she realized she had never thanked her for saving her life.

Alice closed her eyes, tilted her head to the side, and smiled. She looked like a character from a Japanese anime. She was small, about Angie's height, she was unhealthily thin, she had big shining golden eyes, and a big bright smile.

"Don't worry about it," she said, spinning gracefully around to Angie's right side. She slid her left hand under Angie's right arm, and started to walk.

Angie was surprised, but followed. She didn't have any choice, Alice was holding her painlessly tight.

"Carlisle wanted me to talk to you," she said.

Angie frowned, and looked up, confused.

Alice laughed. "My Dad, silly. Dr. Carlisle Cullen?"

"Oh." Angie's heart jumped in her chest; what could he possibly have to say to her?

"He wants to apologize if he scared you. It wasn't his intention."

Angie raised her eyebrows, she wasn't expecting an apology. She wished Alice would let go of her arm so she could press on her wrist and stop the voices. The hallway was filled with surprised and curious eyes. Angie was too busy trying to stop the voices to focus on an answer.

"It's okay," she merely said in a whisper.

"You must have plenty of questions," Alice continued. "Edward said that you might already know."

Angie hesitated. What if she got it all wrong?

"I'm not gonna say anything," she said. Maybe Alice and her family were just worried she would tell their secret.

Alice looked down at her, surprised and amused. "I know," she smiled. "I just wondered how much you knew."

"I… have an idea… Only one explanation that makes sense…" Angie admitted, looking at the ground.

Finally, she heard it. The word. It echoed in Alice's mind, as if to destroy any doubt Angie could have had. Or any hope.

Alice stopped in the middle of the hallway, let go of Angie's arm, and placed herself in front of her. Angie immediately started pressing on her wounds, like a reflex.

"And… have you told your sister?" she asked in a serious tone, worried.

"No," she quickly answered.

"Why not?" Alice asked, both surprised and relieved. "Are you worried she won't believe you?"

Angie sighed and looked down. "I think she would, but… she'd ask me how I know."

"Oh," Alice said, as she realized. "She doesn't know."

"I never told her."

"Why not?"

Angie shrugged and looked away. "It's complicated."

"Have you ever told anyone?" Alice asked.

Angie frowned. "Sure," she said sarcastically. "Hey, I'm Angie. I can hear all your creepy thoughts. Wanna be friends?"

Alice laughed. "I would be more subtle."

"It'd probably be better," Angie agreed with a chuckle.

Alice took back Angie's arm and started walking again.

"So, do you?" she asked. "Wanna be friends, I mean."

Angie wasn't sure she heard right.

"Why would you want to be friends with me?" she asked.

Alice chuckled. "Why wouldn't I?" Angie wasn't sure how to answer. She didn't want to sound rude. Alice saw she was trying to find a good way to say what she meant and decided to help her, "I'm just making the inevitable happen," she said.

Angie frowned. "You and I being friends is inevitable?" she asked.

"Yes. Just like your sister finding out about us is inevitable too. It's just a matter of how and when."

"How would you know that?" Angie asked.

"I'll tell you soon, but not here," Alice smiled. "We need to go to class," she sighed, and released Angie's arm.

"Alice, wait," Angie stopped her. "Can I… ask you a question?"

"Of course!"

"Why…" she hesitated. "Why is Bella… so special to Edward?"

Alice smiled. "And why is Carlisle more sensitive to you than to others?" Alice asked the real question.

Angie blushed, and looked away, but nodded.

"We don't know," she shrugged. "We have our theories though…" she said.

"What theories?"

"I don't think I'm the one who should tell you," Alice chuckled.

Angie frowned, now very interested. "Why not?"

"You'll see," she smiled. "Was it the only question you had?" she asked, amused.

"I have about a billion more."

Alice laughed. "I'll find you later, okay?"

Angie nodded. She watched Alice walk away. She was so graceful, she looked like she was dancing.

Five minutes before, Angie wanted nothing to do with the Cullens. Now, she was friends with a vampire, and she couldn't wait but see Alice Cullen again.

"Was that Alice Cullen?" a quiet voice suddenly asked behind Angie's back.

Angie turned around to face Emily. She looked stunned and curious.

"Yeah," Angie nodded.

"What did she want?"

"Uh," Angie didn't like to lie and she wasn't good at it. "She just wanted to know if I was okay," she said, it wasn't a complete lie, "she was with me yesterday morning."

"Oh," Emily said. Angie read in her thoughts that she believed her, as strange as it was. "The Cullens never talk to anybody."

Angie shrugged, hoping Emily would let it go. "Come on, we'll be late for class."

Angie wondered all morning about the theories the Cullens might have. She wasn't anywhere near the truth. She was too focused on her own thoughts, she didn't notice she had no other voices in her head but hers.

At lunch, she was sitting alone in the cafeteria, and waiting for Emily to join her. As she was staring at her plate, she wondered if she smelled differently because of what she ate.

When someone came to sit in front of her, she thought it was Emily, at first, but when a second plate was put down on the table, she looked up and saw Alice had joined her, with Jasper.

"Hey, do you mind if we sit with you?" Alice asked, smiling.

Angie was surprised, she shook her head and let them sit with her. She hadn't noticed the entire cafeteria was silent, her head was filled with curious voices.

"Angie, this is Jasper. Jasper, this is Angie," Alice said in a happy tone.

"Hello," Jasper said in a quiet voice, he looked like he was in pain. Angie could hear the battle that he was fighting in his mind. It was like every single person who was in the cafeteria was screaming at him to eat them. His siblings had better control over their nature than he did, and Angie wondered why it was harder for him than for Alice to be around humans.

"H– hi," Angie stuttered, ill at ease.

"It's okay, Jasper," Alice told him and gave him a big smile. She was like his own personal cheerleader.

Angie quickly looked up at the Cullens's usual table. She first saw Edward, who nodded at her, then Emmett and Rosalie. Emmett was talking to his girlfriend who looked furious. She gave an angry look to Angie who immediately looked away.

"Don't worry about Rosalie," Alice said. "She'll come around."

Alice's words echoed in the blonde's mind, surprising Angie.

"Can she read minds too?" Angie asked.

Both Jasper and Alice looked surprised.

"No," Alice said. "Why?"

"She can hear us," Angie replied.

Jasper smiled, amused.

"Yeah," Alice chuckled. "Many of our senses are amplified."

"Oh," she said. She looked up at the table, Emmett and Edward seemed amused, but Rosalie didn't find it funny.

"You said you had a billion questions," Alice said. "What do you want to know?"

Angie stared at her for a moment. She had so many questions she didn't know where to start.

"Are you, like…immortal?" she whispered the end, careful not to let anyone hear.

Alice smiled. "Yes."

Angie was expecting a positive answer. The next obvious question was also an extremely rude one, and she chose not to ask it.

"Ok," she whispered. She let it sink in. "And…you don't eat?" she asked, it was more of an observation than a question.

"No," Alice answered.

"What happens if you do?"

Alice thought about it for a second. "It would be like eating paper, or dirt…"

Angie was afraid to ask her next question. She didn't want to upset them. "And…if you don't mind me asking," she started, "what do you eat?"

Alice sighed. She was uncomfortable, she didn't want to scare Angie. The telepath wondered why. Why would they bother answering her questions? Why would Alice want to be her friend at all?

"Well… Our kind usually feeds on… human blood," she said. She picked every word very carefully. "But we don't," she quickly added, taking Jasper's hand in hers.

Angie was both relieved and curious. "How do you…"

"Animals," Alice cut her off.

"Oh," Angie said. It made sense. She felt the couple was uncomfortable, so she decided to change the subject. "Why can I… and Edward, why can we read other people's minds?"

"We're not sure," Alice replied. "We never met a human with your abilities before."

Angie frowned. "What do you mean?"

"We thought only we could have… this kind of abilities."

"What do you mean?" Angie repeated, confused. "Does every… vampire," she whispered, "have… a gift?"

"Not all of us," Alice shook her head. "But some of us do."

"Do you?" Angie asked.

"Jasper and I do," she nodded.

"But it's not mind reading?"

"It's not mind reading," Alice chuckled.

Angie stared at her, fascinated, and not at all scared anymore. "What can you do?"

Alice grinned, and Jasper smiled, amused.

"Sometimes, I have visions. Of the future."

"You can see the future?" Angie echoed, astonished.

Alice laughed. "Something like that," she nodded.

"Is that how you knew that… we were gonna be friends?"

"Yes," Alice nodded.

It took Angie a moment to make sense of the new information.

"Are you okay?" Alice asked, she was starting to get worried.

Angie nodded. "What can you do?" she asked Jasper.

"Jasper can manipulate other people's emotions," Alice answered.

"Cool," Angie breathed out, amazed. "I can't do that, but I can make people do stuffs," she told them. She had never told anyone before. It felt good not to have to hide anymore.

"Like compulsion?" Alice asked, surprised.

"Yeah," Angie nodded. "I rarely do it though."

"We thought you could only read minds," Alice told her.

Angie shook her head. "I can feel what people feel, hear what people think and I can also make them think stuffs… But I don't think I can make them feel a certain way."

"Interesting," Jasper said.

"How am I feeling right now?" Alice asked, amused.

Angie lost her smile. She looked down at her hands. She was still pressing on her cuts. "I try not to… use my abilities," she admitted.

"Why not?" Alice asked, curious.

Angie shrugged. "It hurts," she merely answered.

"Interesting," Jasper said again. Angie frowned. She failed to see what was so interesting.

"Maybe you should learn how to control them," Alice said. "Rather than try to stop it all."

"I've been trying my whole life to control it. It's too hard."

"Maybe I could help with that."

Angie sighed. "You should tell Edward not to eavesdrop, it's rude."

Both Alice and Jasper laughed.

"He's a mind reader," Alice chuckled. "What did you expect?"

Angie smiled and couldn't help but chuckle. She sighed again, and looked around. People were still staring at them. She spotted her sister at a table in the middle of the cafeteria, she was staring too. She looked curious and angry.

"Is Edward… gonna tell Bella?" she asked next, looking back at Alice.

"He doesn't want to," she sighed.

"But you said she'll find out."

"She will," Alice nodded. "I just don't know when or how… Are you going to tell her?" Alice asked, worried.

"When she finds out the truth… and learns that I knew but didn't tell her… she'll hate me. But… I think… it's not my secret to reveal," Angie said, and turned her head toward Edward. He rolled his eyes, uncomfortable.

In the multitude of voices Angie was hearing, one was constantly imagining ways Bella and Angie would die, and how it would affect their lives. Angie sighed.

"Your sister has some morbid thoughts," she said, which amused Edward. "Is she doing it on purpose? To scare me?"

"Rosalie is just worried," Alice said.

"I'm not going to tell anyone," Angie said, looking at the blonde vampire. Rosalie stared back at her. Her cold gaze made Angie shiver and look away.

"She knows that," Alice told her. "She's just worried…"

"That somehow I'll end up killed?" Angie cut her off.

"We're vampires," Alice reminded her. "We're not the best people for you to be friends with."

"Hey, you asked me to be your friend," Angie joked.

Alice laughed. "I know. But she didn't."

"She disapproves."

"She'll come around," Alice repeated. "Was that all the questions you had?"

"Not even close," Angie chuckled.

Alice looked up at the cafeteria's clock. "There's still time."

Angie thought for a moment.

"What about the sun?"

"We have to avoid it. But it doesn't hurt."

"Why do you have to avoid it?" Angie asked.

"I'll show you one day."

Angie sighed, disappointed. Alice and Jasper chuckled.

"You don't turn into bats, do you?" she joked.

"No," Alice laughed. "We don't sleep in coffins either. We don't sleep at all, actually."

"Never?" Angie asked stunned.

"Never," Alice shook her head.

"Garlic?"

"Myth."

"Mirrors?"

"Do you think Edward's hair would look like that if he couldn't see himself in a mirror?" Alice mocked. Edward growled, which made his siblings laugh even more.

"Why move to Forks?" Angie asked next. "Is it because of the sun?"

Alice nodded. "Mostly."

Angie had trouble focusing. Her headache was getting worse. The voices were getting louder and harder to push away. She would have been out of the cafeteria by now if it weren't for Alice and all the answers she had.

"You okay? Alice asked.

"Yeah," Angie lied. She pressed her thumb harder on her wrist but it didn't help. She tried to focus on the voices for a minute, and tried to stop them, but failed.

"Stop it."

Angie jumped, startled by Edward's voice. He sat down to her left, he could see all the curious faces of the students in the cafeteria.

"You can't stop the voices," he told her. "You will never be able to not hear them."

Angie started to tear up. It wasn't exactly what she wanted to hear.

"The only way you can control the voices is if you let them in."

"But there're so many of them," she said in a weak voice.

"I know," he nodded. "But once they're inside your mind, you can choose to listen to them or not. It's like… turning a TV on and you're the one turning the volume up or down."

Angie wasn't sure she understood. She stared at Edward for a moment, and then shook her head.

"I can't do that."

"Just let go of all the walls you built in your head and let the voices in. It'll hurt at first, it'll be very loud. But then, you will be in control."

Angie looked up at Alice. She didn't know why, she thought maybe she could help.

"He knows what he's talking about," she smiled.

Angie took a deep breath. "I'm not sure I can do it."

"Trust me," Edward said, and gave her a reassuring smile. "I tried to stop the voices at first too. I was going crazy. When I realized they'd never stop, I let go."

"Will I really be able to... not hear them?"

"The only voice you will have in your head will be your own. You'll have to focus to hear other people's thoughts. You'll never have to hear anything you don't want ever again."

"That sounds nice," she said with a small smile.

"Come on!" Alice said. "You can do it!"

Angie chuckled, nervous. She was scared but Edward's promises were all she ever wanted to hear. Could it really be worse?

She let go of her wrist and placed her hands on each side of her chair. She took a deep breath before she closed her eyes and did as Edward told her, she let the voices in. She squeezed the edges of the chair as the voices were getting louder. She winced, and then let out a smothered cry only the Cullens heard.

"Are you sure of what you're doing?" Alice whispered to Edward.

"It worked for me," Edward nodded.

"She's human," Alice said. "What if it doesn't work?"

"It'll be fine," Edward said. But in fact, he had the same worries than his sister.

A minute passed. It was the longest minute of Angie's life. The voices had never been louder. But as the seconds passed, the voices started to disappear until there were only whispers left. And in the next minute, the whispers disappeared as well.

When Angie finally opened her eyes, she was panting. She stared thoughtlessly at the apple on her plate for a few seconds before she looked up and met Alice's curious and worried eyes.

"What are you hearing?" Edward asked.

Angie took a deep breath. "Nothing," she replied in a whisper.

She breathed out a laugh, and a tear fell down her cheek, before it all went black.