A/N:Thanks to all my loyal fans once again, for supporting my story.As promised in Chp.2, Elizabeth will be starting her first day of school in this chapter.I had to split her day into two parts because I didn't realize I'd written so much until it was too late.So, here's the first part.As a hint as to what's going to happen in the next chapter, let's just say it involves a little more than just a doll-hater and a pair of angry twin perfectionists.Right,I'm sure there's enough of this note to go around, so let's get on with the story!Remember to review if you want! - MissMei92

THE TALE OF ELIZABETH CULLEN

One week later.

It's time for Elizabeth to start 1st grade at Wilde Heights Academy. The same school which all her neighbors are going to.

Elizabeth is nervous. She's hoping she won't mess up today and/or earn herself a permanent reputation that she'll regret.

"Elizabeth, if you don't stop fidgeting with your uniform soon, the other kids are going to think you're weird," Mom teasingly threatened me, after seeing me glance in the rear-view mirror of the car, nearly every two seconds, checking for things which weren't there. "I just don't want to get embarrassed on my first day. That's all." I replied, tucking some loose strands of my black locks behind my ears. "You look perfectly fine, Elizabeth. There's absolutely no reason why nobody wouldn't like you." My mom smiled and I felt inferior in appearance when she did.

Last week, when we'd first moved to Wilde Heights, New York, I'd finally found out the truth regarding my family. My mom, and my dad, and my aunts and uncles were all vampires. It was strange, at first. Scary too, I guess. But I figure it does explain why I've always felt like I was always limited in doing everything, when compared to them. I mean, my aunt Alice can see the future! (She was right about the purple nightgown too!).Uncle Jasper can send 'happy waves' to people or just about any other emotion too. No wonder I always feel calm whenever he's around.

My parents powers surprised me the most, I suppose. I didn't know my dad could read people's minds and thoughts! That was so cool. But he can't read my mom's thoughts…and mine too. He says that puzzles him the most, sometimes. I giggled at the story he'd told me about how he'd felt when he'd met my mom, and he realized that her thoughts were completely unreadable. He said it was plain frustrating, not knowing. Especially since he was so used to knowing exactly what someone was thinking.

With me, he said that he had gotten slightly more used to the fact that he couldn't hear what everyone was thinking. "Maybe one day, everyone will have changed their mindset of thinking, and you won't be able to read anyone's thoughts ever again!" My uncle Emmett had snickered jokingly. Everybody laughed when he said that, even my dad, which was weird since my dad would have hit him normally. It was probably because my family was more worried about my reaction to all the things they had to tell me.

My mom stunned me the most with her power. I didn't know that my mom had been literally immune to every single vampire power, even when she was still human. So now, being a vampire, she could acquire other vampires' powers when she wanted to, but only for a short period of time. If she didn't rest from using those powers, she'd get really weak and her need for blood would get stronger. So, it was best that she only use it during emergencies.

Another special thing my mom could do, was that she could make others, both humans and vampires, immune to the very vampire powers she controlled. My mom said that it was probably due to her overwhelming want and need to protect her human family, when she was still human, from being hurt by the evil vampires, since the human traits you had as a human were amplified and intensified in strength when you became a vampire.

Evil vampires, my uncle Carlisle told me, were the ones who hunted humans and killed them for their blood. He said, "We're the only ones who don't feed on humans. We feed on animals instead, because we refuse to let the monster control us," I didn't really understand what he meant by monster but I let it slide. There were still so many other interesting facts to hear.

Such as the incredible speed vampires have (which explains why I was always the slowest!), their love of fast cars, their inability to sleep or cry (which is why I guess my mom couldn't cry while I was crying so much) and something about being glittering in the sun. I wasn't really sure what that meant either, but my parents say that's why they don't go out when it's sunny. My parents hadn't told me how and why I was human and they weren't, but I didn't dare press the subject since they seemed uneasy when I asked, so I brushed the question away.

"Elizabeth, we're nearly there," My mom told me, unwinding the tinted window screen and slowing down, so I could see the school compound. I suddenly felt sick to my stomach. There were so many other children here, milling around the monumental fountain, with at least 8 spouts, in the center of the main courtyard, which was flanked by a wide, spacious field, where some other kids, older ones, were playing football.

From this distance, I could already see the gigantic main building, which had probably been built using Greek architecture as a guide. There were several huge, white columns and pillars lining the front entrance. The front doors were made of shatter-proof glass and students were pushing their way through the doors, hurrying as the bell would ring any minute, I realized, glancing at the digital clock's blue numbers: 8.50 a.m. Oh, no.

"Mom, I think you should let me get down here. I'll run," I said absently, looking at all the other expensive cars lined up in front of us, waiting for their turns to drop off the charges they were carrying. It would take forever, I thought, with a queue this long. I did not want to be late, not today, and for some reason, I didn't want my mom walking me to the principal's office, in plain view of all the other students.

"Elizabeth, what are you talking about? Why would you need to..." I didn't hear the rest of what she'd said. I was out of the car, which had been virtually standing still, anyway, and was bounding down in quick leaps across the green field in front of me, my backpack shaking furiously as I ran, hoping I wasn't going to trip. I made it all the way to the front doors in a few minutes, my heart racing.

So much for wanting to look perfect on my first day. My hair was all wind-blown and I could feel some beads of sweat trickling down my forehead, even though the morning was still quite cold. I hadn't been aware of my footing so I'd stepped in a shallow puddle while I'd been running and now my shoes were wet. What a nice way to start my school life. I stood there for a few seconds, catching my breath, before I heard her.

"Elizabeth Renee Cullen! What were you thinking when you jumped out of the car like that?! And more importantly, what gave you the idea that you could outrun me?" My mom was beside me, the Volvo parked in the teacher's parking lot. "Mom?" I uttered blankly. "We're going to be late, let's not talk here," I said hushed, not wanting to attract anymore attention than I already had from running across the field.

"Well, then, next time don't go jumping out of cars! In the first place, how could being a bit late have made you so worried that you dared to run across that field and leave me behind in the car? And now look, your shoes are all wet." She reprimanded me, disapprovingly.I peered downwards. "Anyhow, I still have to bring you to see the principal.It's mandatory," She told me in an annoyed voice, pulling my hand as we walked into the sea of close-cropped haircuts and curled pigtails. "That's just what I was afraid of," I muttered under my breath. My mom's flustered look softened when she heard that, and she started laughing.

I didn't know how my mom did it. She seamlessly glided through the pool of giddy grade-schoolers around us and made it to the principal's office in less than a minute. One of the perks of being a vampire: You got to be more graceful and poised than any ballerina would ever be. The words laminated onto the glass door, now in front of us, read: MAIN OFFICE, Wilde Heights Ac. My mom pressed the red button next to it, and the door made a low clicking sound. She pushed and entered fluidly. There was a clerk seated at the glass reception desk. She looked a bit more prettier than the normal people did. She had hazelnut brown hair with thin streaks of blonde in it. It was cut in the style of a long bob and when she looked up her hair did a slight flip.

Surprises were the last thing I wanted on my first day of school. But when the clerk looked up, I saw the color of her eyes. Her eyes were gold, the eyes of a good vampire. She smiled and I knew that she had to be a vampire. There was no way any human could look that pretty when they smiled. "Ah, Mrs. Cullen. Principal Gregory was expecting you." She flashed her enchanting smile again, only it was for me now. "This has to be Elizabeth, am I right?"

She reached for the wooden bowl of sweets on her desk and took some, which she held out to me. I took them shyly and said, "Thanks." softly. "You're welcome," she motioned at the last door down the hall of gleaming glass doors, saying, "Principal Gregory will see you now," Her voice sounded like that of a news presenter, complete with the cheerful, preppy tone. My mom nodded and smiled too, before we walked down the hall, beneath the glaring fluorescent lights every office had.

My mom pressed the red button next to the principal's door, and just like she had done before, it made a clicking sound. The door literally spun open. "Principal Gregory?" My mom inquired. "Yes, Mrs. Cullen. Oh, you've brought Elizabeth with you. Come, take a seat." He pointed to the cushioned chairs in front of his desk, where he had been typing something. He switched the screen off. My mom glided in, dragging me, as well. I plopped onto the seat and stared.

I couldn't guess the principal's age, but I supposed he had to be 'old', since I didn't know people could get white hair like his until I saw...him, actually. He was wearing spectacles and was dressed in a black suit. I wrung my hands together, as I waited. They talked about all the usual gibberish involving school…timetables, extra-curricular activities, school events…etc. My eyes were starting to droop and I was getting impatient, wanting to go to class. Most kids hate school, but for me I was more excited than I should have been.Then Principal Gregory asked something which made my ears suddenly spring up.

"You seem so young, Mrs.Cullen. How old are you?" He seemed genuinely baffled as to how my mom, who looked young enough to be still attending this school, could be married with a 6-year old daughter. Oh, shoot. How was my mom going to explain this? She wasn't just going to say, "Oh, it's because I'm a vampire, and vampires don't age, so I haven't aged since I was 19 years old." I looked at my mom, my eyes wide with an emotion I couldn't express. She had an almost- smug look on her face, which made me baffled me too, in turn.

"Principal Gregory, don't tell me that a 26 year old woman can't look her best now, can she? I merely exercise and eat healthy. You can do the same too and see for yourself, how fantastic the results really are," My mom used her secret weapon. She smiled the most bedazzling smile I'd ever seen. I didn't know my eyes could have gone any bigger than they had previously been, but they did. Principal Gregory looked worse than stunned. He looked like he'd just been given an unintentional heart attack, in fact, it looked like he'd momentarily stopped breathing.

"Well, Principal Gregory, I shouldn't want to take up anymore of your precious time. I'm sure you have many other important tasks to get done. I'll take Elizabeth to her class now, goodbye." My mom stood up, beckoning me. I scrambled up too and we strode out without a backward glance. Which was too bad, since I really wanted to see the expression on Principal Gregory's face. My mom did her super-fast vampire talk with the desk clerk again, both of their eyes lighting up animatedly at several intervals.

"Thank you so much for all your help, Susan, why don't you come over sometime, say next week? You can meet the rest of us," My mom was talking at human speed, once again. "I'd be delighted, Mrs. Cullen. Your daughter's class is room…" She clicked twice on the computer screen, "…1-6A. That's on the 2nd floor," She handed my mother a map of the school grounds and my timetable. It was then that I figured out why they were talking at normal speed once again. It was a ruse, just to keep the security camera, which was watching them from the top-right corner of the room, off their backs.

My mom thanked her, once again, and turned to leave. Once we were outside, she whispered to me, "Elizabeth, I know you know what Susan really is. I saw the look on your face when she made eye contact with you. So I need you to promise me that if there's ever anything…," My mom put special emphasis on the word 'anything', "…go to her for help. Okay? We can trust her." My mom's eyes got that warm, fuzzy look in them then.

"Alright. It's time for you to get to class," She led me up the marble staircase nearby, and we were soon facing another bright glass door, only I could see a lot of students, children my age, running around and chatting happily inside. I felt the butterflies beat against the corners of my insides. "Will you be fine, Elizabeth, if I leave you now?" My mom asked gently. I gazed back, determined. "Yeah, I'll be good. See you later, mom." I hugged my mom, and watched as she sped off down the corridor. I inhaled a deep breath, and pressed the red button, familiarized with the action by now. I heard the clicking sound, the door whooshing open, I stepped inside, slightly shaky,…and then, "Look, it's the new kid. Let's get her!!!" Uh-oh.