A/N: Wooooow….it's been a heckuva long long long time since I've been on here. I just go from one obsession to the other. I still love twilight and writing. I had to force myself to start writing again. I still find it fun, but I'm not exactly the poster child for sticking with things. Anyways , ima try to get back into the habit of writing. It really is a shame I've been on "hiatus" for so long. I'm on a different computer so I'm going to try getting all my rough drafts and idea files back from my old worn out computer.

"Vamps."

There wasn't really much question to my retort. I found my mouth just automatically replicating the same sound made by Jessica. Yes…my brain was much too busy focusing on what was in front of me.

"Yes", was all Jessica said back in a blaze tone. She had gained a sudden interest in cleaning out her nails and uncannily, everyone else at the table ubiquitously found something of mild interest to occupy their time with.

"Am I missing something?" I asked when I realized that no one was making eye contact with anyone else.

Finally, the shape shifter, Lauren, whose skin was beginning to take on a dark crimson complexion dropped the fork she was using to impale a grape with and looked me straight in the eye. Her ripened tomato face bore an expression that made me feel like I was a five year old who wouldn't shut up.

"Just don't bother about them," she said in an angry whisper.

"Don't be so harsh to the new girl," said Tyler.

He placed a calming hand on her shoulder and she jumped. The color seemed to drain from her face and she gave him a dirty look.

"Oh, forget it," she replied in defeat. "They've probably heard everything we're saying anyways. And if not, HE'S probably heard us by now too."

Everyone at the table besides me and Angela exhaled morosely. They all stopped with their fidgeting, but the eye contact was still kept at a bare minimum. I was also still very confused.

Mike spoke up after a short uncomfortable silence.

"The vamps are the annoying gifted kids."

"Gifted?" I inquired. If the people I'm sitting with now are considered normal, what in the world is gifted around here?

"They think they're so special," chimed in Eric, "just because they've got one or three extra powers."

"Eric! They'll hear you," shushed Angela, not tolerating his rudeness. She looked genuinely offended for them.

I looked back at the other table. It was almost impossible to turn away in the first place. When they first walked in, the sun was shining bright creating golden auras around them. I blinked my eyes twice. The effect still wasn't gone even as they were sitting inside the cafeteria. They were all frigidly pale, yet golden all at the same time. The shortest one was a very graceful looking girl. Her hair was cropped short but it still looked like it belonged in a cutting edge magazine. She was sitting next to a blonde boy. The golden aura around him mixed with his hair made him look so leonine and dapper. It was an even more stunning effect on the blonde bombshell sitting across the table from him. Her lips, her clothes, her eyes, all the color seemed to pop out from her, not that she needed any help standing out. Her bright amber eyes were especially captivating. Taking a second glance, I realized that they all sported the same eyes, even the older looking boy next to the blonde girl. He had a shaved head and a smirk on his face.

All eight eyes stood out from the others in the room, like little suns. All eight…but there was one more among them. He had beautiful bronze hair and was the only one in the group not part of a pair. He had planted both shoulders on the table and rested his chin on both his hands. I couldn't see his eyes though, which was a pity. I'm pretty sure that he would have had the same beautiful amber in his eyes. Unfortunately, they were closed, he had on the face of a deep sleep…or slight concentration.

"See, they aren't even paying us any attention," commented Eric, effectively interrupting my examination.

"They're so stuck up, like they would care," Mike pitched in.

"No one really likes them because they think they're better than everyone else," griped Jessica. "Even though they are…"

Everyone at the table gave Jessica a look, but said nothing.

"So they have more than one ability?" I asked stupidly. I was part angry and part fascinated. Why should they be blessed with so much when I had nothing at all?

"Yep," said Mike, then he shuddered in disgust. "I hate how the loner vamp can read our minds. It's a total invasion of privacy and just plain creepy, y'now?"

"It's not his fault," blurted out Angela sheepishly. "He can't control his talent any more than you can control getting fleas."

At that moment, I wanted nothing more than to high five Angela. She seemed the most level-headed of the group and everyone else's hostility was wearing me down. Although, part of me did know that I should be just as wary of them, if not more.

Mike just brushed off Angela's words and continued talking to me. "Well anyways, aside from their exclusive powers, they also have supplementary powers."

"For instance, "Jessica continued seamlessly, "they all have that physical charisma of theirs, as you can see." She started counting with her fingers as she spoke. "They have advanced primary senses, invulnerability, highly developed muscles, indefinite knowledge retention…and who knows how many other talents, "she concluded with some venom in her voice. "I'm just grateful they haven't shown any interest in taking to the skies. That's my territory." She said that last part slightly louder.

No one talked after that. I used the time to reassess my evaluation of the vamps. I tried to strain out all the hypocrisy and jealousy I heard to come up with a fair judgment. I still didn't know what to make of them.

"See, look, you've gone and scared her," spoke up Angela in an apologetic tone.

"No, I'm fine," I quickly said. Although I would be lying if I said I wasn't completely unshaken. Had I ever been since the darn school year started?

"It'll be fine Bella," said Tyler. "Just stick with us. We're you friends now. We'll look out for you and make sure they don't mess with you."

I couldn't really imagine the golden group sitting across the room from me causing trouble for anyone. Just as I was about to ask, the lunch bell rang again and everyone got up.

Everyone started getting up and breaking apart. They all gave their parting words to me and I was left to fend for myself until my next class in KPOK…whatever that was.

Next Chapter: KPOK!

A/N: That was really fun. Haha. I can't write the next chapter until I get my notes back from my other computer. I can't for the life of me remember what in the world KPOK was supposed to be. Oh well, at least this Is a start. Better really really really really really really really late than never I suppose.