A/N since Ican't thank the reviewers without accounts personally, I'd like to thank them here. :D However, Reviewer Amber had a few questions and since she is without an account I'll answer them here. The twins look sixteenish, since that's about the age most girls stop maturing. And they're able to be in school with their parents because they're going to a school in Seattle, not in Forks. And though it's close to Forks, it's been six and half years since they had graduated and with Edward and Alice, them meeting someone from Forks in Seattle is highly unlikely. Sorry if there was confusion.

Chapter Eleven

Now, I knew exactly how annoying the thoughts about Mom were to my dad…so I extremely enjoyed watching him start to snarl before he remembered where he was. I leaned back in my chair and waited until the teacher came in, just listening to my IPod and glaring at occasional people. When the teacher finally came, I waited until his eyes scanned around the room. When they looked over where my Mom sat, I harmlessly added a thought into the back of his mind, Bella Swan is looking mighty fine. I'd tap that in an instant. I then watched the fun. Not just my dad's anger, but the teacher's uneasiness at thinking like that about a student. I chuckled inwardly when the teacher's thoughts kept rolling from the minor thought I added . . . wincing when it went a little more than PG-13. This was a teacher who obviously spent his time giving his credit card number out on racy websites. I looked at my dad, whose anger was evident, and my mom was rubbing his arm in a comforting way. He glanced over at me; a thought went through his head.

Edelle, please take out your IPod. I don't want you hearing this. That thought made me feel slightly guilty, so I inserted a thought into the teacher's mind. Instead of thinking of my mom, I let him be manipulated into thinking of his grandmother. Shocked at where his thoughts went, the teacher immediately started class, his thoughts about my mother stopped in the tracks.

After English was over, I picked up my bag and left, eager to get to my next class. It was the only class I enjoyed; despite the fact the teacher was an ignorant prick. I went into the music room and nodded at the teacher before disappearing into the soundproof practice room. No one would be able to hear me practice piano, which meant I could play as complicated as I wanted and no one would be wiser.

As I was playing, I let my mind sift through the thoughts of students and teachers before finding the one guy whose thoughts I admired. His name was Braden, and I admit that I may have inhabited my father's stalkerish tendencies with him, though I didn't go over to his house when he slept. Braden was kind; a bit shy, but rather popular. His looks weren't that bad either, for a human. He got good grades, and thought of his little sister frequently. He was very concentrated in school, and though he did think of girls occasionally, he wasn't overly crude about it.

I sighed as the bell rang. Lunchtime. I was tempted to stay here in the practice room, but my parents insisted that I ate with them. So with a grumble, I headed to the table that my family had taken as theirs. I sat down at the end, my sister beside me, and Emmett was across. I snagged an apple from Emmett's tray and bit into it.

"Edelle, that's my prop! Get your own." Emmett complained and I simply rolled my eyes.

"It's not like you're going to eat it. It's a waste what you guys do every day. Just let our peers assume you're anorexic and move on."

Mom chuckled, "We don't want guidance counselors after us."

I sighed, "Of course not. I don't think us telling them we're immortals will go over well."

Nessie giggled, "Eddie, I'm sure you'd find a way to start convincing the counselor that your attitude is normal for every teenager, and that they were the ones with issues."

I just shook my head and tossed the apple core behind me, hearing the astonished thoughts of peers when they watched it go into the garbage can. Dad looked warningly at me, "Edelle, subtlety."

I sighed, "Whatever." This was going to be a long day.

After school was done, I headed home in my car. I got to the house first and gave Esme a hug, "Hi Grandma."

She returned the hug, her thoughts full of love, "How are you doing? See any boys worth us changing yet?" She teased.

"Nope. All of them are pointless." I smiled when I thought about Braden. He was cute, but really…I wouldn't want to spend eternity with him.

Esme chuckled, "I have a few things I need to get…I'm decorating this house since it's so 1970's. Care to join me?"

I grinned, "Are you sure you want my help? I might make Jacob's crypt jokes get worse."

Esme gave me a reassuring hug, "I figured you and I should have some quality time together."

I loved Esme, really I did. But spending time with her…it felt weird after keeping myself away from all of them all these years. It was like if you go barefoot for months and then go to wearing boots with thick socks. It was uncomfortable. I smiled at her, "Ask Alice, she'd be happy to help." I headed up to my room, where I spent the night by myself. I could hear my family's worried thoughts about me, but they left me alone. I fell asleep after reading Pride and Prejudice.

The next morning I was woken up by Emmett throwing me out my window. I awoke just in time to land in a crouch, but I hissed up, "I'll get you back Emmett! Watch your jeep!"

"How original of a threat Edelle," He laughed loudly, "Come up with something better."

I sighed and jumped back up to my room… "Get out of my room, or I'll tell Rosalie about all the clothes of hers you've ruined accidentally that are buried under the shed..."

"HE WHAT?" Rosalie growled from downstairs and I smirked.

"Oops." I smirked. Emmett glared at me and went downstairs to persuade Rosalie not to destroy his jeep. I opened up my closet to pick out my next outfit. I was soon wearing a grey tank top corset, with long black gloves made of thin leather that reached up to mid bicep. I had on a necklace that had a bunch of charms clumped together in a fashionable way. I put on earrings that were diamond and silver, but they twisted to look like snakes. My jeans were black, with the knees ripped, and had a colourful belt through the loops. My final additions to my outfit were studded high heels, and of course, the defected ring that helped me keep my powers. It wasn't as extreme as yesterday's outfit was, but Emmett had turned off my alarm clock during the night, so I didn't have that much time to prepare. My hair I kept down, except I had a messy line of a crown that twisted around only the back of my head. I scowled at my makeup, only being able to keep it to light mascara.

I grabbed my bag and hurried downstairs, swearing internally in my head at my uncle. Now I didn't have time for my regular hunting before school. I'll have to go afterwards I suppose. I knew I could sustain on normal human food, but it wasn't nearly as appetizing as blood. I glanced at my sister, who was dressed to the nines in a light pink dress with a black cardigan over it. She was tapping her purple high heel in impatience, her sunglasses hiding her eyes but I knew she was very annoyed at Emmett as well, but only because she was riding with me. "Well, no need to wait Sister," I teased as I opened the door, "You could have walked."

"In these shoes? Only when I'm hunting Eddie." She chuckled, before a frown crossed her face, "Jacob's not going to school because he's in La Push hanging with the pack, and it's sunny so the rest of our family is staying home or doing stuff away from humans. So you and I are going to school alone. And don't bother trying to persuade Mom and Dad to let us stay, I already tried."

"Where are they?" I questioned.

"The old cottage, they're spending some…time together." She said and I shivered, knowing precisely what they were doing. Something no kid wanted to know about their parents.

"Well what is going to stop us from ditching?"

"They won't write us a note, or call in…. and Alice is watching for glitches in her vision."

I scowled, "Fine. Let's go."

The first two classes happened with nothing worth mentioning. During lunch I stayed in the practice room, since my family wasn't here and I had given my car keys to Nessie. She didn't like being in the cafeteria on sunny days, the boys actually got confidence. I was playing piano when I heard the door open and close. The thoughts told me it was Braden, so I spun around on the stool, holding my hands in my lap. "What's up Braden?" I asked, choosing not to divulge into his thoughts too much. I kept my hand with the ring completely still, so that my power was ineffective.

"I…uh…I heard you were a great piano player, I thought perhaps you could play me something?" He suggested. Now, my reading of body language was brilliant, so even without knowing his thoughts I knew he was just fishing. I smiled.

"Oh? Is that all? No one knows I'm a great piano player. This room is soundproof. How do you not know that I'm in here to simply sleep? Or use this room as a make-out closet?" I suggested, watching him slightly flush at the second comment. Bingo. I hadn't thought he was interested in me, but perhaps I was wrong.

He smiled shyly, "Perhaps I'm happy that it's soundproof?" He slyly replied and I took off my ring without letting it rattle. I didn't like hearing thoughts of the whole school when I make-out with someone…though, I only figured I wouldn't like it because my dad didn't. . . got annoying for him, so I bet it'd be annoying for me as well. I tossed the ring down on the floor without Braden noticing.

"Then perhaps I'm happy as well." I smiled flirtatiously and he leaned towards me. He kissed me softly at first, but when I responded eagerly his enthusiasm grew as well. I stood up and he wrapped his arms around me, slightly surprising me. I took a stumble, and we fell into the piano a bit. As soon as my butt hit the keys, I heard his thoughts.

I totally won the bet about kissing one of the twins. Of course, I would have preferred Renesmee with her feminine freshness…but this is fine. No scary boyfriend to deal with. I just have to close my eyes and imagine its Nessie, that's all.

I pushed him away from me, with enough strength that he hit the wall across the room, hard. I could only see red; I was furious as I grabbed my ring from the ground and put it back on my finger. Always being compared to my younger sister, I've had enough. I rushed over to him and cooed, "Once I'm finished with you, you would have wished you went with the scary boyfriend," I sneered, watching his eyes widen. He tried to run past me, but I grabbed his arm and yanked him back to the wall.

"Wh...What are you?" He asked, his facial expressions showing only two emotions. Panic and Fear.

"I'm a pissed off girl, something you should have known to not mess with." I sneered, my mind clouded with anger. I grabbed his hair and wrapped it around my fingers so he winced in pain, "You'll now realize why I'm happy this is a soundproof room." I hissed before biting his throat. He screamed in pain, but I confused his mind into forgetting how to make sound. It didn't matter because soon he was too weak to even have his eyes open. It was better then I remembered, fresh blood was more delicious then the most define desert on the planet. I felt my strength get higher by every milliliter I drank. No wonder Uncle Jasper has such difficulty resisting this. Once I was finished, I tossed his drained body aside. I blinked away my anger and looked around the room. "Ah shit."

I looked at my clothing and was relieved I hadn't gotten blood on my clothing. I glanced around the room and the only evidence of what had happened was the pale body. I hadn't gotten any spilled blood on the carpet, nothing. I would have been proud…if I hadn't known this would make my family disappointed in me. I glanced in a mirror that was on a wall behind the piano and was relieved that my eye colour was still green; the darker colours of my iris just got a red tinge to them, barely noticeable…except to vampires. I groaned and sat down, trying to figure out what to do. My anger hadn't disappeared completely yet, but now I had the overwhelming dread of when my family finds out.

If I got rid of the body...then the school will assume he skipped at lunch. I'd have to dispose of his body, especially the teeth marks. I smirked, that'd be simple…I'm in Seattle. It's only been seven years since the mysterious serial killer had stopped the killings. Would be a cinch…find a dumpster near the bad side of town, throw a bit of gasoline in…a match. I sighed…I didn't want to go back home. I didn't want my family even having a suspicion that this had been me. I knew their disappointment in Jasper whenever he came home with red eyes, and he was addicted to it after decades of getting all the fresh blood he could get. I didn't have that excuse. I sighed, before smiling bitter sweetly. There was a reason why I kept myself apart from my family…to wait for when I was gone. Well, it wasn't exactly the depressing ending I thought, but it'd suffix.

I picked up the body just as the bell rang. I couldn't leave the bet behind, they'd be thinking about it as their last thoughts of Braden. I scanned my peers' thoughts until I found the two guys Braden had made the bet with. Heck, if I can add a thought in, surely I can delete one. It wasn't so difficult. I hadn't lied to my father three years ago, my power was stronger than his and Aro combined. How I see people's thoughts was like they were a tangle of yarn, all different colours depending on the emotion they had during that thought. But the colours were subtly different, so I could trail one thought easily. Pulling a thought out was as difficult as trying to find the end in a ball of yarn. Annoying, but satisfying once you do the task. Soon, the boys didn't remember any bet.

I was tempted to wipe every thought of Braden from the whole school, but I thought that'd be slightly mean to the guy's memory. Yeah he was a jerk, but that didn't mean I had to wipe his existence from the face of the earth. I glanced down at his body…especially since I had ended his existence. I'll stick to my original plan.

There was no class in the music room during the third period. The teacher looked at me and his eyes widened in alarm. But before he had finished his horrified thought, I had disappeared through the window, and the beginning of his thought had disappeared with me. No one was outside and I ran to the trees that trailed the property edge. I looked at my watch and sighed. I didn't want to have to take this body too much farther…I wanted to be out of Seattle as quickly as possible and I had a few stops to make. I decided that on the way to my first stop, I'd find a dumpster and just simply burn the body there. I headed on my way, figuring there must be an easier way to dump a body.

A/N : Is hiding behind couch : I'm sorrryyy if this angered you… but come on, she is half vampire still. … and remember, Renesmee thought that donated blood was a nice compromise in Breaking Dawn.. Anyway, please review your (what I predict angry) comments. And hopefully you're curious enough on where I'm going with this to continue with the story. Oh! And remember, despite Edelle being mature for her age, she's still only been in the world for six and ½ years. When you were six, would you want to admit to your parents you did something you knew was bad in anger…or would you try and hide it or run away? Hmmm?