A/N: So sorry that this chapter took a while, but my life's been in the way. My class did a play, and I was the lead. Big mistake by my teacher. I forgot half the lines, messed up horribly, and the whole school was laughing. Oh well, I had fun. Thanks for the reviews! I still want reader's ideas too. Tell me what you want to happen. 'Cause I've got nothin'.

-twi XD

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It's not normal, Angel explained. But none of them are what people would call normal. I only just found out - they hadn't thought it before - these people are vampires!

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Okay, I couldn't help it. I started giggling. I mean, vampires? Yeah right! Everyone looked at me like I was crazy, which, you know, I might be. But that's beside the point. Back to the point. Everyone looking at me weirdly. Well, not everyone actually. The red head, Edwin or something, was looking back and forth between me and Angel. When he looked at me, he looked worried, scared, and a bit confused. When he looked at Angel, it was the same, yet more so. Talk about strange.

E-name-guy looked right at me then, and I stopped giggling. "My name is Edward. Not Edwin, and definitely not E-name-guy."

Um, can we say freaky? Like, how the hell did he know tha... Oh, wait. Ange, sweetie? Can Edward read minds too? 'Cause once you've lived my life, nothing is impossible.

Yes, he can, and his mind is really strange. All the Cullens think fast. Angel thought back to me, and Edward's eyes grew huge. He stared at her for a moment, then cleared his throat to get everybody's attention. "How... how are you doing that? And how do you know about us?"

Angel smiled sweetly at him. "You, of all people should know that, Edward. I read minds, of course." That statement didn't go over to well. The flock all stared at her in disbelief, furious at what she'd told complete strangers. The Cullens expressions ranged from confusion to mistrust, and hitting everything in between.

"You can read minds?" Emmett asked, shocked. "What on earth are you?"

Which, of course, made me go on guard right away. I looked around, and thought that if I ran at the window that was behind them, we could probably all get out in about five seconds. Just a thought. Edward's eyes snapped up to meet mine. Crap, I forgot. Having one mind reader was annoying enough.

"Don't go," Edward said. "You know something is different with us, and the same goes for us. We know your different, but I swear, we wont tell anyone. Your secret is safe with us."

"And why should we trust you?" asked Fang.

Edward looked at him a moment, then stated calmly, "Who else can you trust?" Of course, just because I don't trust anyone else, it doesn't mean I'll start trusting strange maybe-vampires.

"They're not maybe-vampires, they are vampires," Angel said to me. Everyone looked at her, the Cullens in fear, and the flock in confusion. Angel suddenly looked at The blonde girl, Rosalie, I think. "You know a lot of swear words," Angel said, fascinated. Rosalie's eyes widened, and beside her, Emmett snickered.

Carlisle spoke up then. "I think you have a bit of explaining to do," seeing me open my mouth, he continued quickly. "I know you have no reason to trust us, but how about we make a deal. You tell us your story, I tell you ours."

I glanced over at Fang, and he gave me a look that said Tell them anything and I'll kill you. Unfortunately, when people tell me not to do things, I generally want to do it. I looked at Carlisle, a calm look on his face, and at the others in his family. Some looked irritated by what he had said, others looked at him with trustful eyes. The little girl, Nessie, was looking at us in fascination, with her hand resting on her mother's cheek.

"Okay, I'll tell you," Fang looked like he's about to murder me. "But I might edit in places. I won't lie though. You tell your story first though. I mean, Your vampires?! How come your out in the daytime? And where are your fangs?"

"We'll tell you everything, please sit down," Carlisle said, and gestured to the couch. The flock all crammed together, with Angel sitting on my lap, and Gazzy on Fang's. We all looked at Carlisle expectantly, and he started to speak.

"Yes, we are vampires. I was the first of my family to turn. My father was a preacher and organized hunts for monster. Witches, werewolves, vampires..."

A/N: Was it okay? Let me know, and let me know what you want to see. When the pack comes in the story, what do you guys think about someone imprinting on a flock member? Of course, now if it happens, it wont be a surprise... Oh well. Tell me what you think!