DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these Characters (Except Madyson Taylor) The oh so wonderful Cullen family belongs to Stephenie Meyer... who sadly is not me =(

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Madyson Taylor's POV

"Madyson Michelle Taylor!" I heard my mother calling me, and when I didn't immediately respond, I could hear her heavy footsteps coming towards my room. I quickly scanned the room, and as I heard my door knob turn, I slid under the bed, and held my breath.

"Madyson!" I could see my mother throw my quilt off of my bed. She looked around the room, then left, slamming the door behind her. Once I was sure she was gone, I came out from under the bed, and got dressed.

My older sister Delilah, who is seventeen, took me shopping yesterday. She took me to the mall, and bought new clothes for school with the money she earned from her job. She bought me a denim skirt, and colorful tights, and a red t-shirt with a black denim rocker vest. She also bought me a pair of black boots. She told me she wanted me to look 'as cute as a button' for my first day of second grade.

I love Delilah, a lot. She makes me lunches for school, and always makes sure I get breakfast and dinner. Delilah is moving away to university soon, and I'm really gonna miss her.

Delilah had packed my backpack last night, and had my lunch all packed up, and sitting on the bottom shelf in the fridge. I packed up my backpack, and quickly tried to sneak out the front door without my mom seeing me.

I was halfway out the front door, when I felt some one grab onto my backpack. "Madyson." My mother sounded angry.

I slowly turned around, and looked up at her. "Where were you this morning?" Her hands were on her hips, and she was glaring at me. I swallowed hard, and shrugged my shoulder. She raised her hand and slapped me across the face. Hard. "A shrug is not an answer. Where were you?"

I was crying now, "I don't know..." I turned around to leave, but she grabbed ahold of my dark brown ponytail. I knew better then to scream. When she realized she wasn't going to get an answer, she shoved me out the door. I fell over, and scraped my palms. They were bleeding, and they hurt a lot, but there was nothing I could do but walk towards the school, and cry to my self.

Esme's POV

Alice and Rosalie had helped me decorate my new classroom, and on the bright morning of September 4th, the second grade class room looked bright and sunny. I had the desks in groups of four, with colorful name tags labeling each desk. I had written my name in neat block letters on the board. 'Mrs. Cullen." I propped open the classroom door, and began greeting my new students.

I greeted each child who enter the room, telling them my name, and asking theirs. I also introduced my self to each parent, handing them an outline that would explain the coming year.

The last student to enter the room was different from all the others. Her brown hair was a mess, her pony tail half pulled out. Her left cheek was bright red, and her eyes were red and puffy. Her palms were scraped, and bleeding. And her parents were no where in sight. I knelt down to her level, and placed my hand on her shoulder. She took and step back, and looked at the floor. "Honey, I'm Mrs Cullen, I'm going to be your teacher. What is your name?" She didn't look up at me, but she mumbled something so quietly, that only a vampire could have heard her.

"Madyson."

"Hi Madyson." I smiled at her, and she slowly looked up at me. "Are you alright, sweetheart?"

She looked at her palms for a second, then returned them to her side. "Yes, I'm alright. I just tripped is all."

"Where is your mommy?" I looked around, but there were no adults in sight.

"She doesn't care. I walked my self to school." Some thing didn't feel right, but instead of pushing it further I helped her clean up her hands, and showed her where to sit.

We were going around the classroom, introducing out selves, when the door burst open.

"Alice," I said surprised. Twenty three little heads turned in her direction.

She looked around the classroom, obviously looking for some one. When her eyes landed on the person of interest, a look of terror crossed her face. "Esme, in the hall, now!"

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