Thanks to all those giving my story a try. This chapter isn't quite as long as the previous, but I promise the next one will be longer. There's a lot to cover. Review please! I love to hear what you think! criticisms are welcome!

-a.

"So you're telling me that I'm a vampire, who happens to be inhumanly fast, strong, and beautiful-" I paused in my statement of blatant disbelief and frowned. "Wait, does that mean I look different?"

The black haired girl giggled happily and danced out of the room. It took only seconds for her to return, bearing a giant gilded frame twice her size. She placed it in front of me and I heard myself gasp.

The girl in front of me was stunning, almost seraphic in her innocent appearance. She was tiny, maybe five feet tall, with glistening strawberry blond curls framing her heart-shaped face. Her full pink lips were parted slightly in shock, displaying perfectly white teeth. She was very pale, with a scattering of golden freckles around her nose, and she was slender with modest curves. I assessed these changes in a fraction of a second, because one feature captured and held my attention. Her eyes. They were a brilliant grey, with flecks of reflective silver catching the light of the room. I took a step closer, and she mirrored my movement. As she moved the light bounced and shined off the facets in her eyes.

I turned back to the two people remaining in the room: the kind sunshine woman and the black haired girl. "This isn't me," I said breathlessly.

"It is now," the kind lady said with a small smile. "It will take some getting used to."

I felt my knees buckle beneath my body, and I sat heavily on the recently righted leather couch. "This can't be real. Things like this don't exist."

"We hide it very well," the woman sighed.

"I don't even know where I am!" I realized.

"Your in Forks," the black haired girl said matter-of-factly. I felt my puzzled emotions play across my face. "Forks, Washington," she clarified.

I gasped. I had to be dreaming. "There's no way I ran from California to Washington. That's not possible," I said weakly.

The kind lady's eyes were full of concern, "Improbable? Yes. Impossible? No. Don't worry, honey, we'll help you," she seemed to realize something then, "Oh! You must be terribly thirsty!"

I thought about that for a minute, then shook my head, "No, thank you."

The black haired girl's jaw dropped and the kind lady's eyes widened in surprise, "You're not thirsty?" she asked, astonished.

"No," I wondered what had upset them.

"How is that possible..?," Alice asked quietly.

I slumped farther into the plush leather couch. It seemed I did not fit in well here in this dream. I was different, weird. I felt the hurt enter my eyes.

"Aww don't worry, Lucy, we'll figure out what's happening. Is something bothering you?" the kind woman asked.

"Why am I different? My eyes. Something about lack of thirst. The wind," My voice broke, "What's wrong with me?"

"There's nothing wrong with you!" the lady lied with confidence, but I could see the worry in her eyes, "We just need Carlisle's opinion."

The mention of his name made me realize I did not know theirs, "What is your name?" I voiced my curiosity,

She smiled, "I am Esme."

"Alice," the black haired girl chimed.

I nodded, then closed my eyes. I was not tired, but mentally I was worn. I wondered when this frightening dream would end.

"I'm not sure of how long I will be staying in your house, but I was wondering where you wanted me to sleep?" my mental exhaustion led me to wonder of my place.

"We don't sleep," Alice said simply as Esme opened her mouth to speak.

I frowned and said, "Well you may not sleep much but I'm not the best at going without sleep…" I trailed off as I saw her expression.

Esme's soft voice chimed in, "No, honey, vampires don't sleep. They can't."

I leaned back into the plush leather couch, stunned. I would never sleep again.

"Well, I have an idea," Alice said cheerily, "Why don't I give you something to wear! It must be horrible walking around in that ratty old thing."

I lifted the shredded hem of my school jacket, "I'm sorry. Not exactly meet and greet attire," I said with a grimace.

Esme chuckled, and Alice pulled me by the hand off the couch and down the hall until I was sitting in front of the most magnificent vanity I had ever seen. Alice was searching through a massive closet on my right, and I could see various items of clothing being thrown through the air. At that I had to laugh.

As she searched she briefed me on the 'family.' I found out the giant man was called Emmett, the beautiful blonde was Rosalie, the tall blonde man was Jasper, the bronze haired boy was called Edward, the brunette mother was Bella, and the angelic child was named Renesmee. I was amazed to discover that Edward could read minds—some of his expressions suddenly made sense—and Jasper could influence emotion. Alice herself could even tell the future.

She then walked out of her closet carrying a white wad of fabric and a shoe box. She pursed her lips at me and said, "This will be good for now. I never imagined having to share clothes with someone smaller than me!" She laughed, a twinkling sound.

After a little eye shadow and mascara she was satisfied, and I slid the soft white material over my head. The dress was beautiful. It was cut relatively low on my chest and fit me perfectly. A white satin sash tied in a large bow on my back. I slipped the strappy white sandals onto my small feet and twirled happily in front of the giant mirror.

"Thank you so much, Alice!" I exclaimed happily. To my surprise she danced to my side and gathered me into a hug.

"Well, you have to look good for our guests!" She replied with a smirk.

My eyes widened. "Guests?" I squeaked.

Hehe. my first cliffie. I have to keep you guys interested though right? :)