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IPOV

Locking the door behind me as I entered the house, I walked towards the stairs which would take me to my room.

My stomach rumbled in protest and I felt a small burn on the back of my throat, as I walked by the kitchen on my way up to my room. I didn't have any food in the house let alone the kitchen.

A small grin escaped to my mouth as I thought about how I will finally be able to spend some of that money I saved up from that class I taught once a week at my old dojo. Charlie had also given me a large amount of money saying how he didn't really need it and hoped this helped with getting settled. I knew he felt bad about not taking care of me as a child, but feeling bad about the past doesn't mean much in the present, to me at least.

The walls had dried overnight, I had briefly noticed this morning but now I smiled even more realizing I could get to decorating. Renee never let me loose with decorating in my old room. She had just said that it would ruin the walls and waist money and time.

I searched through one of my two luggage bags and found my IPod dock. Hooking it in the wall I scrolled through my playlist until I just put it on shuffle. I had already placed all of my cloths in m cherry wood arm ware and my makeup and accessories where on my black vanity. The bed, night table, wardrobe, and vanity where the only pieces of furniture besides the floor to ceiling length mirror (if you could call that furniture) I was alright with that though, I didn't need a lot of furniture because then where would the tread mill and punching bag go?

I pushed the one empty luggage bag under the bed and grabbed the other, dumping its contents onto my bed then shoving it under to be reunited with floor again. I looked over the small amount of books (and sketch books), my laptop, and my black belt. I hadn't been able to grab the whole uniform in my rush to escape while Renee was out, but at least I managed to grab this.

I took the belt and hung it on one of the hooks on the coat rack near my door. I then moved to place the books in stacks under my vanity, and place the laptop on the bed. As I danced my way over to my bed to read my new book the burning feeling returned. I had always felt it, though much milder, but Renee had told my it was nothing just a sore throat from when I wouldn't shut up as a baby. I had been forced to believe her because I had been living with it for a while, but it never really hurt this much. I put my hand around my throat, gagging.

"What the fuck?" I said as I pulled my jacket back on zipping it up most the way and ran down to my bike locking doors behind me and shoving my key ring in my jacket pocket.

I revved my bike and drove down the road in search of a quick restaurant.

Ahh! A small diner, just what the doctor ordered.

I walk in and ask for a table. As the waitress steers me to my table I feel multiple eyes on me. I grab a menu and take my seat. When the dark haired waiter comes back he gives me a wide smile and I tell him my order trying not to laugh at his failed attempts of flirting.

I surprise him and myself at my order though, medium raw steak and fries with a glass of water. Since when did I start to like eating bloody steaks?

Oh well it tasted amazing! I realized as I took my first bite. I fucking moaned as the burn of my throat ebbed away. As I finished my food and drink I left the payment on the table and walked out to my bike.

I was stalking up on steaks tonight! I thought as I drove done to the small grocery store.

JPOV

I had gotten tired of Rose and Emmett's yelling so I excused myself and went out for a calming hunt. After wards I jumped into a nearby tree and sat overlooking Seattle with a tired demine. I pulled out my phone and it didn't even ring before I heard his voice.

"What up fucker?" he asked jokingly.

"Why didn't Char pick up?" I asked picking at piece of peeling bark on the tree.

He chuckled, " oh she is changin' your eye color but I just wanted to tell you somethin'" he said in his mysterious cocky voice that he uses right before telling people that shits about to hit the fan of that he has his "feelin's".

"What?" I growl impatiently, puling the tree branch next to me so I'm almost snapping it off.

"Well let's just say you might be bringin' someone back with ya," at this I heard him snicker.

"What the fuck are you talkin' about?"

But before I could start yelling at him to explain he cut me off with a snap of his wrist closing his phone and effectively ending the conversation.

"Shit," I growl to myself jumping from my seat and uprooting a nearby tree and throwing it a good distance to let out some anger.

I huffed as I walked slowly back to the house. Hopefully the fighting had ceased. Usually like fighting, but nit when I don't get to get involved too.

Tomorrow will be Friday then I only have five days left in this hell hole. I smile at the thought.

IPOV

It had been a long day. I had gone rockery shopping, which was really just me buying a water purifier and all the steaks they had in stalk, which did by the way turn many heads. Ithon bought a bookshelf from a garage sale and which I had to ask them to bring to my house since I couldn't take it back on my bike. They really agreed while I also added some other things to the stuff I bought there, which included, two more old novels (which happened to be a=on the civil war), I had always found battle history interesting, I then bought a few candles and on my way home a few lighters of different styles.

Io had always kept it secret but deep-down I knew I was a pyromaniac.

I had nailed a few boards into my way making places for all my candles to go then I had set them up put all my books in eh book case and out the lighters in a bin on the night stand, moving my spray paints to the corner near the door to my room. It was finally starting to feel like home.

I had called a few places and ordered a new punching bag to hang from my ceiling and a new tread mill, this was starting to take a toll on my savings but I spared the extra expense.

And after I let a few steaks though I put them on a plate and went back to my room to eat and then finally get some shut eye.

When I lay back into the softness of my bed realization hit me, "shit!"

I didn't have an alarm clock. Oh well. I shrugged. Tomorrow was another school day but I could just be late and say I lost my way, again.

I smiled as dreams began to take me; they revolved around swirling gold eyes and flashes of white teeth and skin.

My skin started to tickle and warm. I stretched and stood next to my bed. I peered out the window, shading my eyes to see the sun out. I was glad the sun had been out today. I hoped it didn't disappear like yesterday. When I had gotten half way to school the sun had started to be covered by clouds and a fog had emerged.

I sighed, a happy sigh and looked at my IPod; it surprised me that I had actually gotten up in time to not be late to school, but only if I rushed.

I didn't have time for a shower so I just grabbed my cloths. I threw on a blue push up bra, sliding a tight black tank top over it, I then added a tan long sleeve shirt that didn't cover my shoulders but instead just rounded off from my armpits and formed tight long sleeves that got a little looser and covered half of my hands, then I pulled on light blue faded jean shorts that just covered my butt with a few rips and worn through holes here and there. I then pull on socks and my black steel toed combat boots. I then put on blue and grey makeup that brought out my grey blue eyes and since I forgot to take out my rings yesterday I just left all my jewelry in from yesterday. I tightened MT hair and pulled my side bangs to the side they belonged on, pulled on my jacket, grabbed my shit and I was out the door in a flash.

As I sped down the narrow almost deserted roads I felt the sun warm me through my jacket and start deepening the tan on my already tanned legs.

JPOV

It was sunny so we didn't go to school today but for some reason I was feeling a pull to go anyway. Charlie had called in and told the school we were out camping and in other words we were trapped in this prison of a home.

I sat in my study/room longing on the worn leather lazy boy reading history books and highlighting the facts that they got wrong. All the while I felt a small ache in my chest and a feeling like I wanted to go to school. I tossed off the sensation to a brake in routine that had me all riled up.

After the fourth book being almost completely highlighted and notes made in margins I was starting to want to get rid of this pain. It had to be more interesting than sitting here doing stuff that that in others midst would equal to school work anyways. I could call Char and ask her to make my not shine but then that would give the Cullens something else to ask about and was tiring of their questions. So instead I just jumped out my window and made a dash towards the school preparing myself to sit there and be a grade a stalker.

When I got there I saw that fourth block PE was out enjoying the warm weather with a volley ball game. The teams where being chosen by two team captions. One was Mike and one was Jessica, I always was trying to reason with myself not to blow my cover and kill them, but they were just so damn annoying.

I saw that Izz also had this class and she was in the back of the group of people being chosen. I could hear her breathing slowly in through her noise and out through her mouth. Her eyes where closed too.

Hmm

Was she meditating? In the middle of PE or was she just enjoying the weather?

She was brought back to reality when Mike called her name first for his team. Of course the cocky bastard would think she would like this. But of course I wasn't surprised when she huffed obviously agree at the guy for braking her concentration, but I could feel him and some of the other students start rolling in lust as she walked to the left side of the sand volley ball court in her tight black boot shorts and low cut school t-shirt. I must admit that I sucked in my breath at her beauty ad for some reason I let out a growl as Tyler stared at her ass absolutely drowning in lust with an obvious little (yeah I said little) problem down below.

I shook my head clearing my thoughts. Why had I just growled at a teen for acting like a teen? Not like I liked Izz or anything.

Or do you?

The major spoke in my head, he hadn't come out since the first day I was with the Unnaturals because he just couldn't take how annoying they were.

Now your back, I think to him with a bit of attitude in my thoughts.

I'm not going to let you fact his up, he said matter of fatly.

Fuck what exactly up? He was starting to confuse me.

He chuckled in my head, you'll see soon enough.

And then he was gone, leaving me pissed thinking back to my conversation with Peter and how it had been much the same.

I would ask my demon about it but he doesn't talk and I really didn't feel like asking him to come out right now just for this petty problem.

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Hope you like the story so far and where it's going. You got to see a little more about Jasper.

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