My story has over 7,500 hits, and almost 100 reviews! You know, I actually dream of the day when one of my stories ends up in a Twilight community of stories with more than 1,000 reviews. Is that weird? Anyways...if I was going to start a new story, what would I write about? It would be Twilight, of course. I apologize for not updating earlier, I went out to lunch with some friends and got mushroom ravioli. No joke.

Disclaimer: Not mine, I know, Stephenie! Oh, and I'm also not the one who...er... nevermind. *cower*

I laid there on the couch, mulling over the realization that I was living with a family of vampires. I also wanted to jump up and hug Edward, but that was much less of a surprise. He was still playing with my hair, and nobody else had moved from their positions on the floor or the couch.

So, I was living with a bunch of vampires who had actually requested that I live with them. Me, the human. I knew a vampires' diet was human blood, so why was I here? They didn't seem to be the kind of people to keep me here for a few days and then off me, and I most definitely wasn't a pet. Perhaps they were using me to test their control around humans.

Everyone seemed comfortable enough around me. None of them ever seemed ill at ease whenever I walked by, or stood near them. Perhaps they didn't want to make me uncomfortable, or it was part of their performance around humans. I was betting I made them uneasy when I was around, even though they didn't show it. Edward seemed perfectly fine playing with my hair, although he was undoubtedly stirring my scent around by doing so. Alice, Rosalie, and Esme seemed comfortable, albeit being less then a foot away from me. And Jasper and Emmett never made a sign if I made them uneasy when we were joking around.

Confusion was the dominant emotion in my mind, and curiosity. I was ready to take the leap, even if I was almost shooting in the dark. No matter what happened, I couldn't bear not knowing any longer.

I looked up at Edward, and he smiled at me. He obviously didn't know that I had guessed what he was. "I know," I whispered, knowing everyone in the room could hear me. His happy expression was replaced by one of horror, and everyone's heads whipped around to watch me.

"Know what, Bella?" he asked quietly, obviously hoping I knew something besides the fact that they were vampires, or I was wrong in whatever I knew.

"I know what you are. And I don't care."

His eyes turned black, and he spoke slightly louder this time. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Yes, you do. I've seen the clues, Edward. And they fit into the puzzle."

"Well then, what am I?"

"You're fast. You can hear things a normal human wouldn't. Inhumanly beautiful. More graceful than a normal person. You're pale, even paler than me. You disappear at random times, only to return a few hours later, with lighter colored eyes. Your eyes...they're golden. They change color, from ocher to butterscotch. You're vampires. All of you. And I don't care. I know you love me, and I love you. Just, please, don't make me leave just because I know."

It was possible they would give me back to the foster system, because I knew their secret and they thought I would expose them. If I was here in Forks, maybe I could convince someone by showing them the facts. But who would believe me, in a place hundreds of miles away, with no proof?

Everyone's face held an expression of shock and sadness.

Esme sounded like she could cry when she said, "We would never make you leave, Bella. But if you want to leave us...we would understand."

Rosalie's eyes widened in shock at the realization that I could leave, and I could see my own eyes reflected in hers. They were also wide at the unexpected turn the conversation had taken, but filled with resolve.

"I'm staying. But I'm curious...what else can you guys do?"

Alice smiled the widest of everyone in the room. "I can see the future! That's also why you're here! I saw a vision of you with our family, so I looked you up and called in to see where you were, except you were..." I was glad Alice didn't finish her sentence. I didn't exactly want to relive that experience.

She began speaking again. "Anyways, Jasper has empathetic abilities, so he feels your emotions," I looked at Jasper in surprise. Had he known exactly how I felt for Edward this whole time? He nodded, answering my silent question.

"And Edward can read minds!" Shit. So Edward knew, too. Had he been pretending to be gentlemanly, and had only been too kind to tell me he didn't feel the same way for me that I felt for him?

"Correction," Edward stated. "I can read minds-just not yours." He looked at me with curiosity, and for the first time, I understood why. He was used to hearing everyone's thoughts, so it must have been strange to not be able to hear mine, to not always know what I was thinking.

Emmett piped up from the floor, next to Jasper, "I don't know if this counts as a special ability, but I'm stronger than a normal vampire. And Rosie is more beautiful than a normal vampire." He jerked his thumb in Rose's direction as he said her name.

Edward spoke again. "Carlisle's theory is that every vampire brings something from their human life into the next, which is amplified and sometimes, if it is strong enough, is considered an extra power. No vampire has the same ability, for everyone is unique. For example, Carlisle has the best control of everyone in our family. So in his human life, we believe he may have had a sound mind or could control his emotions easily. And Esme," he said, smiling at Esme, who was still sitting at my feet, "Is compassionate, so she was most likely someone who showed their feelings without shame and loved easily."

He was about to say more, when a sudden thought struck me, which seemed to be the most obvious of all of my questions. "What do you eat?" I asked, abruptly silencing Edward's rambling.

"We drink animal blood, Bella. This also makes it easier for us to get along with each other, and we have better control than a normal vampire would." he replied, smiling gently.

"Wait-if you each got your ability from something in your human life, what were you like?" I asked, opening the floodgates. Everyone began speaking at once, and I'm sure a vampire with fine-tuned hearing would be doing fine, but I was having some trouble. Esme sensed this, and after silencing everyone, sat down on the floor, patting the spot next to her. I sat on the floor to her right, and everyone else formed a circle on the floor. I'm sure to anyone else, we would have looked like a group of teenagers gathered around a campfire.

I sat there, listening to them tell their stories, and Esme's brought me close to tears. I hugged her when she was done, and right away she relaxed into my embrace. Everyone went around the circle, explaining what had happened to them. Carlisle arrived home just as Rosalie was finishing her story, which had angered me. Royce King deserved to die.

He joined us on the floor after Esme explained the situation to him, and told me of his life and turning. We continued around the circle until we got to Edward, who was last, since he was to my right. I was glad Carlisle had saved them, and I was glad Carlisle had saved himself and devised their "vegetarian" lifestyle.

Once Edward finished, I was ready to go to bed, bone-tired from the events of the day, when Alice said, "Bella? Are you going to tell us about yourself?" Apparently Edward wasn't last. I didn't want to go into too much detail, but I could tell them the basics.

Taking a deep breath, I started, "My story really starts when I was thirteen. My life was perfect, or so I thought. I was at a carnival with Renee and Charlie, and they wanted to go on a roller coaster. I wasn't afraid of going on the coaster, more of the idea of getting sick afterwards. So I told them to go ahead on the ride. I told them I would be fine. They waved at me from the platform, just before the ride started. The ride was broken, and the crew didn't know it. The hydraulics on part of it had a leak, and one section of the coaster had partially corroded, making it possible for that section to disconnect if there was too much weight. It was a freak accident. Wrong time, wrong place." I took another deep breath, then continued. "I was put into foster care, bouncing between homes and never really fitting in, until I was taken in by a nice, young couple. Recently married, they had a lot of fights, and one night it was worse than before. One of the neighbors heard, and called the police. I was taken out of that foster home, and then I ended up with Damien. You know the rest."

By the time I finished, I was speaking in barely more than a whisper. Esme put her arms around me in a gentle hug, and Edward was staring at me with a look of amazement on his face. Alice, Jasper, and Rosalie looked somewhat surprised, and Emmett had his mouth hanging open. He looked kind of like a cartoon. Carlisle was sitting across from me with a sympathetic expression.

I broke the silence. "Can we forget I ever said anything? I want to forget what happened, and never look back." I had thought enough about the past. Forgetting about the past would be a large step in the right direction. I didn't understand how my story beat any of theirs. I also didn't want my family to treat me any differently now that they knew my story, so once Esme let me go, and Emmett's jaw was no longer hanging open, I stood up, stretching.

"Also, if you were trying to hide the fact that you were married, you didn't do a very good job," I said, pointing to Emmett and Rosalie, then Jasper and Alice. "You either."

Everyone burst into laughter, and I couldn't help but laugh, myself. This was how it should be; this was a real family.