Another chapter, thanks again to my wonderful beta Renata Swift. Okay I know the Cullens were supposed to be here, so I'm publishing the next chapter right after this one. Sorry guys :)

Sophie POV

"Sophie! We're sitting over here!" Jenna called from somewhere close to the front of the plane. I followed her voice until I arrived at our plush leather and obviously expensive seats.

"Wow, first class. The Volturi don't skimp out on anything do they?" I thought we were supposed to look like two normal teenagers coming back from a holiday.

Jenna seemed to be feeling the same way. "Yeah, the Volturi "forgot" that normal humans don't pay for their daughters to fly first class from Italy. I bet they knew. It was probably Marcus. He got so worried about us leaving he actually tried to bribe me into staying." She pouted.

"It's not fair! I thought we were going to get to be normal. As in we get jobs, and allowances and other human stuff. I want a dog! If they don't loosen up we'll stick out like vampires at the beach! I just want to be normal for once! It's not that much to ask!" Her eyes flashed. Jenna never got upset, so it must really bother her that we stick out. I never minded. Most of the time people got the wrong idea anyway. They think we're models, or actresses or something. It's not that we were particularly gorgeous, but living with vampires, we acquired a certain grace that makes us come off as extremely coordinated and confident.

I glanced at Jenna. She looked so funny, all hunkered down in her seat I burst out in giggles. "Like we'll ever be 'normal'. Seriously, don't worry about it, Jenna. No one will notice. But I don't know about the dog - aren't they messy?"

When I thought about it, we never really got pets in Volterra. Something about vampires really sets animals on edge. I think living with them most of our life has desensitized Jenna and me. We barely notice the cold skin that I'm sure would send shivers up a mortal's hand. It doesn't even faze us anymore.

She sighed. "Ok, as long as we get to go to school, I guess I'm fine. But won't we be ahead of everyone one else?" The Volturi had given us college level courses in middle school, so we would be eons ahead of people our own age.

"Yeah, I think we'll be juniors. That's the best Aro could do; the school wanted us to take a proficiency test. Junior was the highest we could go without it." I wondered what people would think of us, we were polite when we had to be, but we had an accent, and you could tell we weren't from the states. Would they think we were just foreign freaks? More importantly would our peers?

Jenna yawned. "Hey Soph, do you mind if I just sleep for a while? I don't want to be jet lagged our first day there."

"Sure Jenna, you should get your sleep. We won't be sleeping much there. It rains a lot." Jenna and I don't like the rain at all. Something about it really makes us uncomfortable. I doubted I could ever sleep with the incessant pattering on my windows.

I looked over at Jenna again. She was asleep, and snoring softly. Her chest rose and fell as she breathed. Seeing Jenna, so alive, so vital made me think about the change. I had never doubted that it was what I wanted. The pain was something that I had been afraid of for a while, but Alec had been nice enough to say he would take it away for us. I think I would have gone through with it even without Alec though. It always seemed like the right thing to do. Aro had been so kind, and I wanted to help him in every way I possibly could. If that meant I had to give up my human life for a much better, longer one, then I was willing to do so. But I was scared of what I would become.

Aro and Marcus had sat us down a few years ago, and told us what we could be like when we were newborn vampires. Our eyes would be blood red, and we would be wild, almost feral for the first couple of years. And we would be strong, stronger than even Felix. That was fine, I would be okay with strength, but we would be uncontrollable, and no one would be able to stop us from getting what we craved. The horrifying thing for me was what we would crave, what we would have an undying thirst for - human blood.

Everything that I did now, for the next three years, would be with the knowledge that it would only be temporary. If I made friends, at the end of my high school years, I would leave them. If I had a boyfriend, it would never be what I wanted. If I fell in love, nothing would be completely there for me, because at the end of those three years, no matter what I left behind, I would leave it all. Potentially losing those things made me second guess my choice.

Though I would never let anyone know it, I was a firm believer in finding a soul mate and being with him forever. Aro was the only one who knew, and he had promised not to tell anyone, especially not Thomas. I loved him like a big brother, but in the back of my mind, I knew that once I was changed, he would expect more. It wasn't something that I was ready for, not now, and not ever.

Getting away from everything would be good for Jenna and I. Privacy was a luxury neither of us has ever had. Normalcy was going to be fun, and I couldn't wait until we hit American ground. I would be back where I belonged - with humans. The Volturi were always good to us, but they weren't family. I loved them all, but I wanted to be free for a while.

It would be ten hours until we arrived in Port Angeles. I pressed my cheek against the comfortable leather of my seat, and tried to sleep. But I wished I hadn't almost immediately.

I had an awful nightmare - the kind where you want to wake up the entire time, but you can't. The horrifying images were burned into my brain, and were played over and over in my head, as I tried to will myself awake. I had never questioned anyone about my parents before, so I didn't understand what could have brought this terrible dream on.

I watched from above, as two people were dragged from their tiny cottage. The raven haired woman held a toddler in her arms. She was trying to shield it with her body, but a pair of huge alabaster hands ripped the toddler away. The man was trying to fight, but the person dragging him out was impossibly strong, and his attempts had little effect. The little girl was screaming, and crying out for her mother, but the large white arms cradling her kept her from moving, as she watched her parents die. I didn't understand the meaning of the dream. It didn't make sense to me why the couple was killed for their child. She didn't look special - she was just a girl, with a shock of dark hair, and the piercing green eyes that I suddenly recognized.

Those were my eyes, and those were my parents. I was the little girl, and those people who killed my parents were the Volturi. I couldn't – no, I wouldn't believe it.

For a few moments I was lost in my despair. But my attention snapped back to the girl, who was still crying, being held by a big vampire I thought I recognized. I looked up into the terrifying face, and stepped back. I stared at the man who had killed my father, who took me from my parents. But I wouldn't accept it. This couldn't be a killer. This was my best friend; this was my Thomas.

"NO!" I cried out in my fitful sleep. My brain wouldn't process what I had just seen. It wasn't real. Thomas was not a killer. I loved him, and he loved me, and he wouldn't hurt me that way. It was impossible!

"Sophie! Soph! Are you ok?" Jenna shook me awake.

"What? What happened, Jenna?" I blinked, and took in my surroundings. "Where are we?" This didn't look like Volterra. There were too many humans. Too many faces I didn't know, faces who were currently staring at me. It was frightening. I wrapped my arms around my legs, and folded myself into a ball, trying to make myself smaller, and less noticeable. Jenna turned, and tried to comfort me.

"Sophie, we're in an airplane. We're going to Washington, remember? The little hick town where it rains a lot?" She was trying to be funny, to lighten the atmosphere.

I tried to smile, but I couldn't. "I think I had a bad dream." Bad wasn't even the right word. Horrifying, now that was more like it.

"Well, okay, Sophie. You know it was only a dream right? It wasn't real." She looked at me with concern. Jenna could be very perceptive.

"Thanks Jenna." She's, very, very perceptive, it can be a bother sometimes, but for once I was glad she knew what was wrong with me.

A flight attendant approached us. "Ladies, we'll be arriving in Port Angeles in about five minutes." She sauntered off, to speak to the handsome guy sitting behind us.

Jenna started bouncing around in her seat, problems forgotten. "Are you ready for this, Kassie?"

The taxi ride to our new home was a blur, just like unpacking, and getting ready for school the next morning. I couldn't get that stupid dream out of my head. Plus, I was missing Thomas like crazy. I could tell Jenna was missing Jack too, because she kept trying to get him on AIM, but neither of them ever logged on. It was depressing. I knew we both seemed really desperate.

Letting go was harder than either of us could have imagined. I guess neither of us expected to make friends right away, but it was taking longer than I had anticipated. Everyone was nice enough, but no one made an attempt to speak to us. Mostly, we just kept to ourselves.

I didn't talk as Jenna drove us to school for our first day. It wasn't like I was mad at her or anything, but we had both become sort of withdrawn. We both hoped that once we were at school, things would be different.

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