CHAPTER 3

AN: I feel sad that this story is so unpopular and I just wanted to quit but then I was like, "So I am just going to Give UP?! No I will do this no matter what anyone says!" So I changed the summary again. If you just give me a chance I will make this a great story.

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So here is chapter 3 for you guys!

I also forgot this on the last two Chapters…

Disclaimer: Everyone should know by now that I don't own Twilight; otherwise I wouldn't want to change it. This is really just a precaution. So I don't own thing that is related to the book Twilight in this story.

JPOV

I got home and decided to do my homework. It was simple mathematics, Biology, and an English report on Pride and Prejudice and romanticism. I could do that easy.

Within the hour my homework was finished along with the laundry. I became bored again and had no idea what to do. I sat on the couch throwing a tennis ball up and down thinking of what to do next.

Suddenly, while the ball was in midair, it froze and my vision starts to blur then fades to white. The feeling of being thrown rushes through me as my vision comes back full blast without warning.

One problem…

I'm not in my living room.

The room is very bright and open. Exquisite paintings cover the off white walls making up for the lack of color. The designer of this room seemed to pay attention to every detail and gave it a sophisticated yet home feeling.

The door to my left opens and in walks the Cullen kids. All of them race up the stairs that extended across the wall in the middle of the room before returning sans their backpacks. They walk by me as if I wasn't there and head to the couches to sit.

They looked like they were waiting for something. For what I did not know but I had a feeling I would soon find out.

Then a car could distinctly be heard driving up the drive way. The only way I heard was because I had the same hearing as a vampire.

Then the door opened again, I realized it was the front door of the house, and in walked to more people. Well this certainly is a large coven. I thought to myself.

The male was a bit taller than Edward but shorter than Jasper. He had bright golden hair; straight features; and, I realized surprised, compassionate gold eyes.

The female was a real life version of Snow White. She had warm caramel color hair and naturally dark lips. Her features were rounded at the edges giving her a gentle look. The loving and motherly look in her warm gold eyes surprised yet again.

This town was full of firsts it seemed with a compassionate vampire Doctor and motherly loving vampire because this is the first I had ever seen vampires care so much.

Right now both of them looked worried but then again they all looked worried. I wondered why.

"So what is the problem? I mean there must be a problem if you pull me from the hospital claiming urgent business." The male said in an authoritative and calming voice. I realized that he was the leader.

I had been trained to determine vampire age by their skin. His was still firm so he was no ancient but it still had a weathered look to it. By the amount and degree of shall I say wear and tear; I would say he was about 350 years old. He along with his mate, I realized, looked physically the age of 25 at most.

I observed the others and found that Jasper was the second oldest but the newest to their diet. Edward was almost as wise Carlisle but still looked for guidance in the father figure. I can tell a lot for a person's appearance like their skin and eyes.

"There is a new girl in town and she has been causing certain problems for us." Edward said calmly but his eyes told me he was guarded, confused and cautious. So this meeting was about me? Fascinating, I suppose others in their coven have gifts if he used the word 'us'.

"I can't see her!" bursts the pixie suddenly. She looked angry and scared. I hadn't even met her yet and yet I still wanted with everything in me to be able to take that look off her face. I further analyzed her emotions and realize she was angry at herself and that all she wanted to do was to protect her family.

I thought over her words while they were frozen in shock and then I used a power that I had not used in a long time.

Suddenly each person in the room was surrounded by an aura. Each power or gift had a certain way of manifesting itself and usually it is by color. Telepaths were a green color, Telekinetics were a yellow color, and Psychics were a purple color.

The pixie, Alice, was surrounded by a deep purple color. She was a very strong Psychic, almost as strong as me. Jasper was surrounded by a brown color and his aura was slightly larger than most people. This is the way empathy is shown. The aura is larger to symbolize that he is connected to living beings through emotions.

What an interesting family.

I had really done that in about three seconds while the Cullens were still in shock, which is a very long time for vampires so I gathered that this had never happened before.

Carlisle was the first to compose himself, as to be expected, and asked, "What do you mean?"

"I mean that her future along with all of ours is blank! I'm blind! I can't see anyone's future!" Alice replied rather shrilly and on the verge of hysteric.

I felt instantly guilty for this. She sounds so desperate and she looks so lost and so close to tears. I adjusted my shield so that it only took me out of her visions but she would still have them. Jasper held his mate close and used soothing words whispered in her ear to calm her down.

He then looked at Carlisle and said with a clam façade so he wouldn't scare his mate, "I also can't feel her emotions." Then he turned to Alice and said, "It's not your fault."

She nodded and smiled sadly at him.

"I can't read her mind either." Edward said to give them privacy in their moment. I saw how respectful he was and I couldn't help admiring it. Oh Gosh, I got it bad.

Alice then freezes and I realize she is having a vision. She comes out and beams like she is proud of herself. I giggle to myself and feel relieved that she is her happy self.

"I can see our future again." She closes her eyes and her face grows confused as she tilts her head to the side. She opens her eyes still looking confused.

"I still can't her though." She said confused but the previous panic gone. She was worried that she would lose her family before.

Carlisle sat in contemplation for a moment before coming to a conclusion. Edward nods his head and says, "I agree Carlisle."

Carlisle nods at Edward before stating his theory, "I think she is a natural born shield. It would explain the blockage of your powers and though it is peculiar for a human to have such a strong gift, it is a peculiar situation that has no other explanation."

Everyone nodded their head but Rosalie.

To fully understand an aura, you must know what it is. It is a physical manifestation of a person's being or essence. Since an ability is a part of one's self it shows up in the aura. It is the outline. The inner swirl of colors is a person's emotions. Symbolically, the ability shown as the outline represents that it affects the outside world while the emotions affect the inside of one's self.

How is this relevant? You may ask. Well, it is because of Rosalie's aura that I was to fully understand her reason for not nodding along with her family.

She showed calmness on the surface, a well practiced façade that all of them had perfected to a degree that it was almost an art. Her aura showed a different account. There was a deep, ferocious, and explosive anger building to a point set to go off with each passing moment.

There was also another emotion lingering there. It was well hidden even in the aura and I almost didn't see it. Keyword, Almost. She had buried it deep inside her, unwillingly to let anyone see it.

Fear.

I had seen this before, when someone is hurt so badly by another person that they vow never to let themselves be hurt this way again.

The anger, protectiveness, and toughness were all really a defense mechanism. It's like a wild tiger being backed into a corner and it prepares to lash out in order to protect itself or a mother bear and her cubs surrounded by hunters and the mother prepares for a fight to the death.

Rosalie felt as if she was being backed into a corner and she didn't like it. She hisses and says, "Well, what are we going to about her? She should be considered a threat. We cannot be sure she will not expose us. If she did figure out our secret we would not know. Surely that means she is a threat."

Edward's head snaps to her direction and he growls, knowing what he was referring to I winced at her thoughts. "We are not killing her, Rosalie. It would not solve anything and would force us to leave more quickly. Do you wish that?"

She huffs and sticks her nose in the air away from Edward.

Carlisle nods and says, "Edward is right, Rosalie. She is not a threat…Yet. But we cannot jump to conclusions so quickly without finding out more about her. Did any of you speak to her today?"

Edward clears his throat and looks like if he could, he would blush.

"Yes, I did. We simply talked about Forks and why she came here. She is here to live with her father because her mother recently got remarried and she wanted to get away from the newlyweds. She was rather polite and seemed very genuine. I think she is a bit like a more confident Angela Webber.

She has a heart beat though it is rather slow but not slower then any normal athletic human and she blushes like a normal human. What is not normal is that her beauty rivals that of a vampire and her smell is rather appetizing but has a certain warning in it like she is dangerous."

I smiled at being compared to Angela and blushed at his obvious approval and liking of me.

"Well then, that does seem like a… peculiar situation but there is nothing at the moment we can do so we wait and see what this turns out to be. I do not see any more to discuss on the matter. I think we are done here."

Rosalie stomps up from her seat and storms out of the room quickly followed by Emmett who smiles apologetically at the family before rushing off to calm her down.

Alice and Jasper go up the stairs as well and Esme and Carlisle leave out the front door to head back the hospital because I assumed that Esme only went to spend time with Carlisle. So Edward was left alone in the room and I decide to stay longer to observe him.

These…occurrences are a power. They allow me to observe something that is happening at the same time. I call it present-seeing.

It is very useful and rather like future visions. The only difference being I can stay as long as I want in these visions. For all visions; past, present, and future; I appear to be asleep. Though me looking like I am asleep does put a time limitation on it. Otherwise, someone might think I died or went into a coma.

Edward suddenly stood and glided over to the other side of the room, where a pristine white grand piano sat. He fluidly sank down to the bench and let his fingers float over the keys.

Then, with the lightest of touches, his fingers began to caress the keys to produce sound. I could tell he was making it up as he went. It was rawer and less choreographed as his fingers danced in a rhythm only he knew.

The song was filled with an innocent curiosity and interest that made me think of when we had first met today. Then it grew to fascination and intense longing to know the truth. I knew what this song was about but it was hard to believe. Did Edward really feel the need to know me as I did for him?

I pulled from my vision before he finished contemplating this new development. It seems the Cullens are holding on to some of their humanity and act as a family because that in itself is very un-vampire-like.

Something hard connected with my head and I yelped before unconsciously stretching out my hand for the tennis ball.

I did the same as last night falling into a new routine. I cooked dinner and Charlie asked the very unoriginal questions like 'How was you first day?' and 'Did you make any new friends?'

After that I took a shower and went to bed with one last thought.

I'm beginning to like this crazy cursed interesting town.

AN: I hope you liked this chapter and I really hope you review. I know at the beginning of this chapter I acted like I didn't care but I really do and I guess I am just a little insulted.

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