Author's note: Hey! Hope you guys like my story, since summer's coming up, I'll be able to upload a bunch of chapters! I'm so excited that I got to be able to do this. Please R&R.

Prologue

There is a secret organization, one that no one knows about. It helps people in need, the ones that can't be heard, can't be seen, the ones that no one seems to notice or care about. These people are outsiders, invisible, you might say. And this organization helps these people by getting rid of bullies, helping them become popular, destroying (not literally) unfair and cruel teachers, all the while being invisible themselves. They don't care if you can't see them- that's their greatest strength. They don't care if they aren't popular- that's the reason they stay invisible. There is only one way to join this group, that's if you are invisible as well. They are disguised as any other ordinary club, in the journalist room, they are newspaper reporters. I know what your thinking- why be reporters when they are trying to be invisible? Won't that destroy their cover? Well I can answer that question, it is because in the past, on one of their famous unknown missions, they have learned that, sometimes to be invisible, you have to be in plain sight. These people call themselves The Outcasts. I, am one of those people. And this is the story of how I, Kristen Norris, unwillingly joined The Outcasts and became a vampire.

Chapter 1

The bell rang and I hurried to get my stuff together, normally I would have dashed out of the room as soon as the bell rang. But unfortunately this time around I had to look at the school map. Because of my dad's promotion and transfer to a new town, we moved. Don't get me wrong I was happy for him, and I didn't really mind the new school on the side either, it's just I wish that high-school doesn't have to be so big that you need a map just to get to the cafeteria.

As I walked out the door I looked at my schedule and map to find my next class. Only to come up confused and lost.

"Can I help you with something?" somebody said behind me. I turned hoping it wasn't somebody who liked to mess with the new student. But it only turned out be a very… charming guy, and he had a dazzling smile on his angular face. The only strange thing about him was his clothes, they seemed to be just… normal looking as if he didn't want to stand out, didn't want to be seen. As soon as I saw him though, I sighed, not because of his looks (what do you take me for?), but because there was somebody to help me to my next class.

"As a matter of fact, yes. I'm new here and I'm trying to find the journalism class. Do you…" I trailed off hoping he could just fill in the blanks.

"You go down that hallway there," he said pointing, "and turn left on the first turn, and you go to the second door on the right."

"Wow, you sure do have that mapped out, what is it, your favorite class or something?"

He smiled as if he were laughing at an inside joke, "something like that,"

"I see, well I better get going because of class and everything. Thanks for the directions."

"Anytime," he said with that still dazzling smile.

I walked down the hall feeling his eyes on me until I had to turn. And as I reached the door, I realized that I never got his name. It didn't bother me though, because I had a feeling I would be seeing him again. When I got to the journalism room, I stopped in my tracks and looked at the plague on the wall. And double checked it was the right room (I had more than enough embarrassing incidents in my life than I could already count), but just as I was putting my schedule back in my pocket, I heard another voice behind me.

"Are you going to go into the room, or are you just going to stand there?"

I turned to see who it could have been that I have upset, it didn't set well in the air knowing I had a couple of grudgers behind me ready to stab me in the back. But to my surprise, there was another hot guy standing in front of me. "No, no, be my guest, go right ahead, so sorry for being so rude and confused on my first day here, your highness." I said bringing out my arm in a dramatic gesture. A few onlookers snickered a bit at my smart remark, while the prince stood there glaring at me, I plastered a fake smile on my face to show my 'kindness' to the cute boy in front of me.

"You're new here?" he asked raising his eyebrow.

"Yes," I said and held out my hand, "my name is Kristen, you are…"

He smiled and took my hand, still holding on when we were done shaking hands, "Daren. You know, your pretty cute for someone whos a hu- er, smart alec," he said and brought my hand to his lips to kiss it, "my lady." He said in a graceful voice and the little crowd that gathered oohed and ahhed, and least importantly awwened. As if it were the cutest thing in the world. I instantly felt my face heat up and regretted saying anything to him, and wishing that I just let him pass as if I didn't hear him in the first place. As if reading my mind (more like my face 0/_/0 ), he chuckled and said, " okay, sorry guys, shows over! We all have to get to class sometime,"

Everyone groaned and slowly made their way to class, taking this as my cue to go into the room, I started walking into the classroom, but right when I was about to pass the threshold ( the door frame) I felt him grab my arm and whispered in my ear, "Not so fast princess, your coming with me."