Eleanor didn't even stay in school for long before she decided to wonder off on her own, she wanted to go home and gather her belongings and then figure out what she wanted to do. She knew she wasn't allowed to go back home, her creator told her not to but she didn't obey any form of rules anymore.

Using the key that was hidden under the flower pot and Eleanor let herself into her home, there was no-one home – she couldn't hear any heartbeats in the house which was a good sign. All she wanted to do was go into her room, take a few things then get out again – simple. She made her way through her house and up to her room, slowly opening her door and looking around it to see things she could take with her that nobody would really notice.

She picked up a backpack that was under her bed and started filling it up with clothes, books, her laptop, some make-up, her diary, her bottles of perfume and chargers for all her electronics. She also added in some photo albums that were filled with photos of her family and friends so she'd always have them with her, no matter what happened.

Once she was finished, she walked slowly around her house, taking in every small detail of it so she'd remember it. She knew that once her parents saw her, she'd probably kill them and she couldn't take that risk. Taking a deep breath, she rushed out of the house and placed the key under the flower pot and never looked back, she knew it would just make her cry and Eleanor Weinstein never cries.

By the time Eleanor arrived back at school, it was home time for most of the students. She didn't even realize how long she'd spent away from school; she'd been far too absorbed in her thoughts to fully realize how long she'd been away.

The red car was already waiting for her, her creator inside of it, waiting for her as his hands gripped the steering wheel. Rolling her eyes, Eleanor climbed inside of it, placing her backpack on the floor besides her feet.

"You smell like sweaty and unwashed humans." Was all her creator told her while he reversed out of the parking lot, being careful not to go too fast.

Eleanor raised her eyebrow as she folded her arms over her chest. "I was in school all day, what should I smell like? Whatever, I don't even want to go back to that place, it sucks."

"You don't have to go back there if you don't want to."

"Yes I do! I haven't worked my ass off for three years so I could flunk out of my last year – no thanks."

The pair fell silent after that, the only thing that was breaking the silence was the sound of the wind and the radio. Her creator spoke up after a few moments, "who's on your revenge list?"

Eleanor didn't hesitate with her answer, "Alex Novoa; the bastard who cheated on me, Melissa Penley; the bitch who bullied me throughout middle school and Evan Haskell; the dick who sent my nude photos around the school."

Her creator smiled, looking over at her. "We'll get 'em. Don't you worry about that, but we need a whole team to do this; not just two of us. We need more – do you have any friends you'd want to be part of this?"

Eleanor thought for a moment before a small smile came across her lips. "Yes. I want; Allison Callanan, Charlotte Lowe and Rebecca Lowe."

"Consider it done."

~#~

Once they arrived home, Eleanor dashed into her "room" to change and move all her belongings into the room. Changing out of her leather cheerleading uniform, she changed into a simple pale pink tank top with shorts with a pale cardigan over the top and pink platform sandals. She told her creator that she was going out for a walk and left the house, heading straight towards the park a few minutes away.

Sitting down on a bench, she looked at the park in front of her and immediately felt relaxed, like nothing in her life for the past several days hadn't even happened. It felt strange being at the park as a vampire, since beforehand she'd barely noticed the beauty of it but with her heightened senses – everything became clearer.

"Hey," Allison sat next to her on the bench, bringing her out of her moment of calm.

Eleanor looked over to her best friend, offering her a small smile as she watched her sit down on the bench beside her. "Hey, Allie."

Allison didn't say anything for a while before she took a deep breath and began speaking. "What the fuck is wrong with you? You don't call or text for almost two weeks and when you do decide to come back, you're dressed like a cheerleader from hell and you're completely ignoring us. What's up with you? I need to know, I'm supposed to be your best friend."

Eleanor was slightly taken aback by her friend's hostility, having to take a moment to compose herself before answering. "I can't tell you."

"You're my best friend, we tell each other everything."

"I know, and I'm sorry but this time, I can't tell you. I just can't."

Eleanor knew she was going to cry after that so she just stayed silent for a while, only getting up to grab Allison's hand to lead her back to hers and her creator's home. Once the pair was inside, Eleanor grabbed her creator. "This is Allison, the girl I told you about." She whispered into his ear before turning back to her friend, her eyes locked with hers. "You will not struggle during this," she said firmly, using her newly found gift of compulsion to her advantage.

Allison seemed to be placed into a daze-like state, her head nodding as she moved over towards Eleanor's creator, a small smile coming onto her lips as he lead her into another room. Eleanor closed her eyes and placed her hands over her ears as her creator pushed Allison down onto the bed and bit into her skin, igniting a spine-chilling scream from Allison as the venom took over her body.

Author's Note: So the plans are finally in motion! I really want to get all this done so we can move on to meet Alec – I promise you that it's coming in the next few chapters. You guys just need to be patient! I'll put the start of the revenge plans in the next chapter just so you guys don't get bored and we actually have some Volturi action.

I'm sorry this is so sloppy, I wrote the ending at like 2am so my brain wasn't fully there but whatever – it's done now and I actually kind of like it for some reason even though it's not exactly the best way to bring Allison into the world of vampires and all that.

This is dedicated to the lovely Nahannah whose stories are awesome and keep me inspired to write more on mine plus she's awesome to talk to.

Until next time;

Lorna.