A/N: Sorry it's been awhile. Fallen into depression and haven't been in the mood to even get out of bed.

Disclamer: Characters belong to Stephenie Meyer and I got some ideas from Charmed, but the story idea and plot is all mine.

Chapter 3

Alice POV

We were hanging around outside waiting our mates to arrive. He couldn't do much else since we still didn't know their names. "3, 2, 1" A motorcycle sped into the parking lot followed by an Audi. Their backs were facing us as they parked. As soon as they turned we all gasped as we finally looked upon our respective mates.

Jasper POV

He wore a an unzipped brown leather jacket over a white muscle shirt that showed up his washboard abs. His tight black man's pants showed me that he didn't just have upper body strength. His hair reminded me of a fantasy I had of having a wild night with an army soldier. I finally looked into his eyes felt an intense need make him mine. I an intense hunger, but not for his blood.

Emmett POV

He was the biggest in both height and muscle. He was almost as packed as I am. He wore a blue dress shirt with a red tie and khaki cargo pants. I could feel my self getting hard and any other desire except for him disappeared when I looked into his eyes.

Rosalie POV

White wash hiphuggers made my fingers itch to rip them off and take her. I longed to run my fingers trough her long honey curls that flowed over her wool double breasted waist coat. My beast was threatening to come out to feed, but to my surprise not on her blood.

Edward POV

He wore a Gucci red shirt only a few shades darker than his hair and classic loose fit leather pants. Being able to read the thoughts of my siblings wasn't helping me control my urge to jump his bones. What surprised me was that that was all I wanted: to make him mine.

Alice POV

Black skinny jeans showed me her toned thighs. She wore a black leather jacket that brought our the black highlights in her mahogany hair over a tight red shirt that brought out the red highlights. I could see the leather cord of a necklace tucked under her shirt. I was hers the second I looked into her eyes. I could tell she was in charge by the way they flanked her. Everything about her was predatory and I wanted to be marked as hers. My normally dominant beast wanted to submit to its mate.

We snapped out of our trance when we noticed the Newton boy making his way over to them. I growled when he made a pass at my mate. I relaxed and smiled at her clear dislike of him then tensed again when he put his arm over her shoulders. I was about to go rip him a new one, but stopped at her reaction. Rosalie had told me about her reaction to any touch of the opposite sex during her first years as a vampire when she'd told me about her last moments as a human. I had to be sure. "Edward, please tell me I'm wrong." I pleaded.

"I can't read her." He looked dumbstruck. "I can't read any of them." We all looked toward our mates shocked, but they'd disappeared into the office. I looked at Rosalie who seemed to understand my unspoken question.

"That was definitely the reaction of someone who's had a bad experience with men." My heart broke at the thought of what my mate must have gone through. Rose must have had the same train of thought because her face held a pain filled expression that must have been a mirror of mine. "I'm sorry, Alice."

Bella POV

We walked into the office and towards a desk with a perky redhead behind it. The name plate read Mrs. Pope. I walked with a smile plastered on my face towards the office lady. "Hi, can I get our schedules." She blushed when she looked up and glanced at he others behind me before looking tat me again. Actually staring would better describe what she was now doing.

"Ssure, um if I ccould just hhhave yyour nnnames." I was used to having this affect on mortals, but wanted to play with.

B: How long do you think until she faints?

A: 30

L: I refuse to participate in your childish amusement.

W: I'm with Luke on this one.

Br: I say a minute.

K: I give her 50.

N: Come on Bella leave the pathetic human alone.

B: No can do, sis.

The mortal was still staring and didn't seem to notice our pause before answering. I lent forward on her desk so she could have a closer look. "Ashanti Maximus, Luke Valerius, Bram Livius, Kasimir Faustus, Wyatt Swan, Nerva Swan, and I'm Isabella Sybil Swan. It's a pleasure to meet you."

She didn't move for a couple seconds, so I cleared my throat. She was a flurry of movement gathering up papers. "Hhhere." She held out what I assumed to be our schedules breathing rapidly. Almost there. I smirked internally.

"Thank you." I took the papers making sure to brush her hand. Her face turned a deeper shade of red and I could see she was having trouble breathing. "Have a good day." I gave her my best smile with the eye sparkle and all. Her eyes widened and glazed over before she fainted and fell out of her chair. "Time."

"50 seconds, I win." Kas said with a grin.

"Childish, the lot of you." Luke said though he could hide the amusement in his voice. "Come on the bell rang during your fun."

"So you admit it's fun watching the affect we have on mortals." Bram teased as we walked out of the building.

"Oh, whatever. Let's just get this over with." We all nodded in agreement.

Charlie had made sure we were all in the same classes. "First form of torture: English IV." I read from my schedule. "I brought my ipod. What about you all." We were all on the same page about this: don't even bother paying attention. I'd memorized all our textbooks, so I was just going to give them the answers on homework and tests anyway. Ash, Nerv, and Luke held up their ipods while the others brought out their Nintendo DS.

"Who wants to be the brave soul to walk in first?" Wyatt asked as we stopped in front of our classroom.

"I think big sis, our fearless leader, should do the honors." The others all took a collective step back leaving me the closest to the door.

"Fucking pussies." I muttered as I reached for the doorknob.

"Your fucking pussies, right?" Bram asked my smile in his voice.

"Yeah." I chuckled as I opened the door and stepped in.

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