Jasper, Alice, and I went up the walk and through the door of the large house. How odd. The door was unlocked? Guess they didn't care much about burglars, must have a good security system.

Inside it was empty of people and beautiful. So wide and open. The back wall was replaced with glass and it looked like the front room might've been many rooms at once but the walls were knocked down to create a wide space. There was a large piano on a platform in the middle of the room and the room itself was in light, airy colors. I stared wide mouthed as I took it all in.f

"Carlisle, Esme," Alice called. Her voice was barely more than a whisper but two people came in from the backyard. It was amazing, they were beautiful, too.

"Hello, Alice, Jasper," said the woman who I assumed was Esme. She looked at me. "Is this her, Alice?"

Alice nodded proudly.

"Carlisle, Esme, meet our new daughter. Jasmine Isabella Cullen." Alice looked at me with wide, maternal eyes. I smiled.

"Welcome to the family, Jasmine." Esme came forward and hugged me. Her cold, stone skin wasn't much of a surprise but it still left me stunned.

"Thank you, Mrs. Cullen," I said using the proper courtesy that I'd learned while at the orphanage.

"Please," she said smiling a beautiful smile. "Call me Esme."

I nodded.

"Welcome, dear." Carlisle Cullen took a step toward me and gave me another cold hug. I couldn't remember having felt so loved in my entire life.

"Where are the others?" Jasper asked.

"Ah, they're outside. They were…er…taking pictures in the forest," Esme responded. A lie was in her voice, too, I could tell.

Soon, five more people came in from outside. I stared at them like the mindless idiot I was. Every single person in the Cullen family was devastatingly, inhumanly beautiful.

There was a blonde, graceful woman. She was tall and even more beautiful than Alice—which I hadn't exactly thought was possible. She might've been the most beautiful woman in the world. In fact, she probably was. Her smile was warm and just as beautiful as she was. Her wavy, blonde hair went to the middle of her back like a cascade. I assumed this was Rosalie, Jasper's sister.

The man next to her had one arm around her waist which made me believe he was Emmett. He was tall and muscular—probably the strongest of the bunch. He too had the beauty that seemed to represent the Cullens.

Next to him was a woman with caramel brown hair that went to the middle of her back. She, too, had the inhuman nature that came with this family. She was tall—about 5'4—and had a very warm smile, despite the fact that she was probably ice cold. I figured this was Bella.

The man next to her was devastatingly gorgeous. He had both arms wrapped around Bella and occasionally kissed the top of her head. I knew at that moment that he was Edward Cullen. He had a reddish tint to his hair and a crooked smile that had Bella staring like a ninny. I could tell they really loved each other.

There was a girl in front—she looked about my age—and, from Alice's description, I was sure this was Renesmee. Unlike the others, her skin seemed softer. She had a blush and her brown eyes were the color of milk chocolate. She had curly, textured hair the same color as Edward's and she seemed to glisten subtly. She, too, was beautiful.

They all had the same golden eyes—with the exception of Renesmee—and extremely pale, marble looking skin.

"Hello, Jasmine!" said Renesmee who had walked over to me. She smiled a beautiful smile and gave me a hug that was not nearly as cold as I expected.

"Hello, Renesmee," I said with a smile that was surely not as beautiful as hers.

"Please," she said. "Call me Nessie."

"Nessie," I said nodding toward her.

"Welcome to the family, Jasmine." Edward and Bella had come toward me and Edward was the one who'd welcomed me. He gave me a one armed hug—for he still had one arm around Bella—and stepped back to look at me. "She's even more beautiful than you told us, Alice."

"I agree. You should've warned Rosalie and I that we would have someone's beauty to compete with, Alice." Bella was the one who'd spoken. She shook my hand and pecked my cheeks, she was just as cold as I'd imagined. "I hear Alice named you after me?"

I nodded. Isabella was my middle name, after all.

Did they really think that I was beautiful? I doubted it. They were probably just trying to be nice.

"Thank you, Isabella."

"Bella," she corrected.

"Bella," I said, giving her a quick hug. She patted my back and I stepped back from her.

"Rose?" Alice said. "Meet your new niece."

Rosalie stepped forward with Emmett at her side.

"A pleasure to meet you, Jasmine," she said with a smile.

"Sweet! Alice brought home another member to the Cullen family!" Emmett sounded excited. I guessed Alice had called them all when I fell asleep in the car. I wondered why her voice hadn't awoken me at that time. The birds had always woken me in the morning and Alice's voice was surely much more beautiful.

"It's very nice to meet you all," I said. "I feel very welcome." And I did. Seeing their faces, seeing how easily they'd all accepted me into their family so quickly, I realized how long it had been since I'd honestly felt loved. In fact, I couldn't remember ever having felt loved, not like this anyways.

Dinner that night was amazing. I ate alone—all the others said they'd already eaten—but I ate a lot. They'd laid out fish, soup, salad, bread, and fruit for me. I ate almost all of it. I tried to remember the last time I'd felt full and couldn't. The once daily bowl of broth at the orphanage had never been very filling.

I ate alone but I certainly wasn't sitting alone. All the members of the Cullen family sat at the table and made conversation with me. They shared some of their history with me. Carlisle and Esme told me about adopting Jasper, Rosalie, Alice, Edward, Emmett, and Bella. Renesmee talked a lot to me. She wanted to know about life at the orphanage. When I was finished, the crease in her forehead had deepened to the point where it looked like it was permanently carved into her, and I assumed she didn't like the idea much more than I did.

After dinner, I found myself very sleepy, despite the fact that I'd spent almost the entire ride home asleep in the car.

"Are you tired?" Alice asked.

I nodded.

"Come with me," she motioned for me to follow her up the stairs to the second floor.

"But, I haven't cleaned the table yet," I argued. I hadn't exactly been taught to leave things unclean.

"Oh, don't worry about it. Jasper? Can you clean up the table?"

"Of course," Jasper answered from across the room.

I followed Alice up the stairs. When we were at the top, I looked back down. The table was already cleared and cleaned even though it had only been a few seconds since Alice had made her request. Jasper was fast.

"Good night," I called over my shoulder as I followed Alice down the hall. I heard murmured good nights from downstairs.

Alice led me down the hallway pointing out everyone's rooms.

"And here's your room," Alice said, pausing in the middle of the hall and gesturing toward a white door. She reached for the knob and opened it.

The back wall of the room was glass—the entire backside of the house must be—and the walls were white. The carpet was a cream color and there was a large bed in the middle, much larger than I would need.

"This was your room." It wasn't a question. I could tell.

"Mine and Jasper's," she answered.

"I can't take your room. You need a place to sleep."

Alice looked like she was going to burst into hysterical laughter. I couldn't imagine why.

"Oh, it's no problem!" she assured me. "Jasper and I are moving into an extra room in the house."

She led me to white, wooden, double doors on the side of the room. She opened it to reveal a closet that might have been bigger than the room itself. It was fully stocked with beautiful clothes and shoes for every occasion. I gawked at the scene in front of me.

"For me?" I asked.

She nodded.

"Wow," was all I could say.

"I hope I got the right sizes. I couldn't be exactly sure." She looked like she was going to burst into laughter again.

"I'm sure they're all perfect, Alice," I said. "Thank you."

She smiled.

"Anything for you, Jasmine. You're part of my family now; it was the least I could do."

And I was. I was part of the Cullen family now. I was Jasmine Cullen. I really liked the sound of that.

"Sleep well, Jasmine," she said, leaning forward to hug me and peck my cheek.

I looked up to see Jasper standing in the doorway.

"You didn't think you were going to bed without saying good night to me, did you?" he teased.

I ran toward him and threw my arms around his neck.

"Good night," I said.

"Night, Jasmine," he told me, kissing my head.

Alice and Jasper left the room together, closing the door behind them and I turned toward the closet.

I searched through the hangers of dresses, skirts, pants, shorts, and shirts until I found a comfortable looking pair of sweats. I pulled my hair back into a pony tail with a rubber band I found on the dresser and went to lay on the bed.

It was amazing. The bed was like a cloud to me. I couldn't believe it. No matter how tired I was and no matter how comfortable the bed was, I couldn't sleep.

I had to figure something out. What were the Cullens? I knew they were something obviously. I know it sounds stupid, but I didn't think they were exactly human. That tore it, I was losing my mind. It's not like they couldn't be human, they had to be. But I really doubted it. The Cullens didn't seem human. They seemed…other… They were inhuman in many ways. Their beauty, their voices, their eyes, skin, everything about them was inhumanly perfect.

Somewhere within my evaluation of my new family, I fell deeply asleep and that night, I had a dream that changed my entire perspective on life.