I try to get each chapter longer as I go, but I'm not used to typing so much. If you have any ideas or want to join in just message me. I wanted to skip school and bring in Edward, but first put more things in about Menah and what she likes. And Charlie can be a little OOC. I would be awkward if Bella was my daughter too.


To this day I couldn't stop thinking about that tribal story. I've been in school for five months now. I met my two and only friends Ryan and Candice. We are all in the same grade too. Ryan is funny and dramatic. He's the type of friend you need when you're in a bad mood. And Candice is loving, but she'll give it to you straight. She would tell you what you need to know. They are the only people I can tolerate at that school. I know it's a small town, but do you really need to gossip.

My first day I didn't bother with talking to anyone and I didn't even want to hear them try to make friends with me. My class is Government class was first thing in the morning and I would try so hard not to fall asleep. I did listen, but history can make me tired. Second period I had Spanish which was a good class. I caught onto it fast. The writing was better than the speaking. Then I had English. It's my favorite since I want to be a writer and give people something to read. Gym was not for me I was nicely shaped already, but I wasn't all that fit to be running. Calculus sums up one word, hate. And Biology 2 wasn't as bad as Calculus.

Before we knew it my birthday was here. I'm a December baby and finally made 17. Not to mention we are out on break. I felt like I was too young. When I woke up I was hot like with a high fever. My stomach even felt like it was in knots. I looked to my alarm clock to see that's its midnight on the dot. I went to stand up, but fell to the fall with a loud thump.

Charlie came up the stairs when I was still on the floor for a few minutes. "Menah! What happened?" He rushed out as he pulled me from the floor.

My knees were weak, "I don't know. I feel awful." As we talked he helped me down the attic and stairs. "Where are we going? I'm still in my pjs."

He put on my coat then his. He picked me up seeing I couldn't walk. The next thing I know a pain pierces my head. A scream rips out my throat and dad jumps. I stopped after five seconds and dad looks like he seen a ghost. He couldn't even get his words out. He speeds out the drive way and to the local hospital.

No doubt that I fainted because I woke up in to the half morning sun. I heard the same whispers but it was saying something else.

The time has come to rejoice them joining to one. Are you destined or a failure?

It keep repeating up someone came into the room. I jumped out the bed and held out my arms. I still felt sick, but my body went to defensive mode. A doctor stood before me. He was new here. If someone so handsome lived here teen girls would always talk about him. The pale skin, blonde hair, and gold/honey eyes. Yup, Candice would have said something about him. He was startled at my speed, as was I, and stared at me.

I put my arms down as the exhaustion hit my body. The floor was catching up to me, but an arm stopped me. I glanced at the doctor as he helped me lay down.

"I'm sorry about that. I don't where that came from. It's not every day a teen's birthday is messed up by some break down. Can you tell what's wrong?" I went straight to the point.

"You're vitals seem fine. Nothing can explain what happened. You're blood came back clean, however, it also contained something I never seen before." He looked to the wall then to his clip board. He asked questions and mark stuff down on a sheet.

Something about him had me interrupt his writing. "You're new in town right. I know you are or I would have to dread going to school as the girls would drool. This is a small place and gossip helps them from starting riots from boredom." I paused then said, "I hope the nurses are being too girlish. That can get annoying. Beauty can be a blessing yet a curse."

Amusement was dancing in his eyes as he chuckled. "My family and I moved here three days ago. I was transported here. And who would I be to let anyone down, although I'll have to decline any invitations since I'm married."

His response had me out right laughing. I stopped to ask his name. Carlisle Cullen fitted him. I must really be getting out of that shell. The doctor was changing my IV when I bought up his family.

"I have a wife along with two girl and three boys my wife and I adopted. A house full of teens can get chaotic, but I love them and we make it work."

A picture of my real parents and me picking leaves from my bushy hair came forth. It was in November and we had run outside to play. A sob left my mouth before I could stop it. I refused to look up and turned to face away from him. It happened so long ago. Memories of my past would always hit me every now and then. Even that night when they were killed. The light and the stranger disappearing.

Doctor Cullen left me to myself. That's the last thing I wanted right now. Minutes passed by and a knock was sounded at the door. In came Ryan, Candice, and Dad.

Charlie came up and hugged me tight and said, "Don't ever scare me like that again." He pulled away. "But Happy 17th Birthday."

Dad had a wrapped present on the floor I hadn't noticed. It was blue and silver and huge, along with two other boxes, one was medium size and the other a little smaller.

Ryan stepped up and said, "You have to open mine up first. No disrespect Chef." He handed me a red one with bananas on it that made me laugh.

I moved the ribbon and ripped off the paper. An old shoe box was shown. I sent Ryan a glare. He waved back to the box. Opening up the top I nearly chocked. There was a pair of Alice in Wonderland heels. We saw them on the internet when we were obsessed with the movie. They had 3D art of roses and leaves, a key with a chain watch, and a teapot.

"You're welcome. It took me forever to make someone make a copy for you." He nearly fell as I jumped up to hug him.

"Thanks a bunch. I was not expecting this. They look exactly like the pictures." I said and put the shoes back.

I picked up Candice. It took only a second to open it. It was a book, but not just any book. It was an old one I been searching for at stores and libraries since I was in Phoenix. It was a book of old fairy tales, myths, and legends. It was from the UK and I would look for a copy everywhere.

"Candice you got to be kidding me. How did you find this? I've been pulling my hair out to find this." My heart rose from the excitement.

"Well my Papa lives in London and I asked him to do some research. He owed me anyway. He found one of the old copies at an auction and brought it," she explained.

I almost cried from the gifts. I couldn't ask for better friends. And surely wouldn't.

Dad slides his box closer so I can open it. My fever and headache was at the back of my mind. I only took the top part of the wrapper. The box was open. I unfolded the lid and looked inside. The heart monitor hooked up to me went wild for a second. Inside were my family possessions. Digging around I found personal items like jewelry, books, it also contained letters with bottles. Bottles that looked look like they had…liquid in them. A pendant that glowed with a white substance was at the top. A picture of my parents made me start to cry.

With my eyes on the picture I said, "Dad, where did you get this?"

"When I went to get your clothes, I decided to keep the important stuff at the house in case someone wanted to steal out your house." He paused. Hesitantly he said, "Next year you are suppose to see their lawyer about their Will. He told me you are allowed to see it when you become of age."

I nodded my head. A moment passed. I shook my head deciding to enjoy the rest of my birthday. The doctor came back and told use I can be released today. Candice helped me back into my clothes and we drove the Swan's residence to spend the time in a carefree environment.


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