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BPOV

As I glanced at Edward, a smile was placed on his face as he looked at my backyard. That made me smile. Jacob called out to me.

"Bells! Who's going first this time?" he asked, excited to start, as always. I shook my head and jumped into my tree, the one I always sit in at my Gatherings. Vampyres seem to love nature, the scent is calming. Jacob took his usual spot under me, Nessie (AN sorry about not saying anything, but Nessie isn't going to be Bella and Edward's daughter) sat right next to him.

"Okay, okay, everyone take your seats! Time to get started, the moon is moving and we have this night to have peace and fun with vampires, vampyres, and the wolves. Charlie, will you please go first?" I said smiling. He nodded and sat down. The Cullens sat farthest from the fire, Edward next to me, Carlisle and Esme closer to the stage, Rosalie and Emmett in a tree close to my own, and Alice and Jasper in a bigger lawn chair, Alice on his lap.

"Wait, why did you say vampire twice Bells?" Emmett asked. I laughed and so did the wolves and Charlie. The vampires looked at us like we lost our minds.

"I said it because there are two types of vampires here," I replied grinning madly. The Cullens had confusion on their faces, even Carlisle. I sighed and looked at Charlie. "Would you like to explain, Dad, or shall I?" He motioned for me to explain and I sighed again.

"What's going on Bella?" Edward asked, worried and a bit annoyed.

"After Charlie starts with his song, I will tell you," I said to the Cullens. Then I looked at Jacob. "Hey Jake? Can you get me my red wine with my... Um... Special ingredient?" I asked, stuttering a little. He nodded and rolled his eyes.

"Where is it Bella?" he asked in a bored tone. I smiled.

"In the cellar, the red bottle," I instructed him. He rolled his eyes again and went to get my wine. Vampyres never get drunk and so I drink wine and beer. The only way for a vamp to get wasted is drinking too much blood. I always have my blood mixed in with the wine. BTW the blood is from a doner, so I won't drink to much from a human.

Edward looked at me and growled. "You drink?" he growled. I nodded, unashamed and waited for Jacob. Just as he got back outside, he threw the bottle to me and I caught it easily. Taking a glass from a carved section in my tree's trunk, I poured the wine and blood into it. Inhaling the scent of the sweet aroma, I took a small sip.

"Okay, I think we should get started, the moon seems to be impatient," Charlie said, chuckling. I nodded and he grabbed his guitar. Sitting in a lawn chair he grinned. "This song is called Southern Voice. Bella thought it would be a good song to open the night with, since we have newcomers." he introed chuckling.

Without anymore waiting, he strummed his guitar and started.

"Hank Williams sang it, Number 3 drove it
Chuck Berry twanged it, Will Faulkner wrote it
Aretha Franklin sold it, Dolly Parton graced it
Rosa Parks rode it, Scarlett O. chased it

Smooth as the hickory wind
That blows from Memphis down to Apalachicola
It's, "Hi y'all, did ya eat well?
Come on in, I'm sure glad to know ya"

Don't let this old gold cross
And this Allman Brothers t-shirt throw ya
It's cicadas making noise
With the Southern voice

Hank Aaron smacked it, Michael Jordan dunked it
Pocahontas tracked it, Jack Daniels drunk it
Tom Petty rocked it, Dr. King paved it
Bear Bryant won it, Billy Graham saved it

Smooth as the hickory wind
That blows from Memphis down to Apalachicola
It's, 'Hi y'all, did ya eat well?
Come on in, I'm sure glad to know ya"

Don't let this old gold cross
And this Crimson Tide t-shirt throw ya
It's cicadas making noise
With the Southern voice

Jesus is my friend, America is my home
Sweet iced tea and Jerry Lee
Daytona Beach, that's what gets to me
I can feel it in my bones

Smooth as the hickory wind
That blows from Memphis down to Apalachicola
It's, 'Hi y'all, did ya eat well?
Come on in, I'm sure glad to know ya"

Don't let this old gold cross
And this Charlie Daniels t-shirt throw ya
We're just boys making noise
With the Southern voice, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Southern voice
I got a Southern voice
Southern voice"

Charlie stopped and smiled. "Okay, you know, I chose the song. I tried to be cool and this one is new... So y'all are lucky." I noticed that he let his southern accent slip through, like mine and smiled. Charlie smiled back, his eyes light.

"Who's next?" Jake asked. Emmett yelled, along with Edward.

"Wait! Didn't Bella say she would tell us what the reason about the two types of vampires thing?" they asked at the same times. Charlie looked at me and I sighed. After sharing a look with him, having a secret conversation, I nodded.

"Yeah, I'll tell you..." I murmured and leaned against the tree trunk. Everyone looked at me expectantly and waited. "Okay, y'all want to know why I say there are two types of vampires?" They nodded. "It's because of this," I pointed at my Mark which was glowing proudly on my forehead.

"What does a freaky tattoo have to do with anything?" Emmett asked and I grew mad. Very mad. No one EVER makes fun of my Mark.

Charlie saw my expression and smirked. "You really shouldn't have said that Cullen. She can be very protective over her Mark," he said, chuckling. And he was damn right.

"Why would she be protective of that thing? It's obviously a drawing that she did herself," Emmett said shrugging. I saw red, growing madder and madder with each word he said.

"Your funeral vamp," Charlie said laughing. He sat back and enjoyed the show. Edward saw me trembling, my eyes narrowed into slits, fire burning in them, my lips curled into a snarl.

"Wha-" Edward was cut off when I launched myself at Emmett pinning him down quite easily. He tried to push me off, but I wouldn't budge. I started hitting everywhere I could.

"NEVER! TALK! ABOUT! MY! MARK! LIKE! THAT! EVER! AGAIN!" I yelled in between punches. Charlie was laughing and video taping this. I'm glad he enjoys the show. Edward pulled me away from Emmett, me fighting all the way back to my tree. I was still seeing red and fuming. Emmett looked scared, good.

"So may I continue?" They nodded, afraid to speak after what they just saw. I smirked. "As I was saying, the two types of vampires thing has to do with my Mark." I said. Then hesitated. "Because... I am a vampyre," I murmured. Total silence, then laughter filled the air. Only the Cullens were laughing, no one else, they knew how serious I was.

I frowned. "Stop laughing NOW!" I yelled, again, upset. They quieted down instantly.

"How can you be a vampire? You aren't cold, you are warm. You don't have sharp teeth, you have human teeth. How?" Edward asked. I noticed that he was the only one who didn't laugh.

"I'm a different type of vampyre. My type can die if we don't make it through the Change. Your kind lives through it no matter what. My kind have to go to a special school called House of Night. You can act normal. We are different," I murmured, looking at Edward directly. I noticed that he looked at my Mark, the waves and symbols surrounding my eyes and going down my neck, over my shoulders, down my back and over my thighs.

"Then what's with the Mark?" he asked. I smiled.

"This Mark shows that I have survived the Change and an adult vamp. It also shows that I am powerful," I said with a smile. I was so unusual during my time at the House of Night. My Mark was filled in and added to in my first week of school as a third former. My hand traced over my Mark and tattoos absentmindedly.

"I still don't get it," he murmured.

"When I was in Phoenix, I was Marked by a Tracker. I was considered a freak at the time, I too thought I was one. When I got home, Renee and Phil basically threw me out and onto the streets. Dad was the only one who didn't think I was a freak. He let me come here, but first I had to get to the House of Night before my sickness got worse. My mentor didn't know why my Mark was already filled in and added to. Neither did I.

"I, soon discovered that I had powers. I can shape shift and control all five elements," as an example, I flicked my hand and fire was on my fingers. I blowed it out quickly and a tail appeared behind me. "See? Time passed and I was able to leave the House of Night in my first year. That is how I came here. Renee and Phil wouldn't let me come back..."

Charlie spoke up then. "I took her in. I honestly loved to see vampyres and Bella was my daughter which only made it better. The thing is that she can stay up all night and sleep during the day. Good thing she doesn't get burned by the sun, it only makes her uncomfortable. If she did, she wouldn't be able to go to school, huh?"

They nodded and looked back at me to gawk and Jacob saved me. "So, again I ask, who is singing next?"

"I will," I said and my guitar hovered to me, using wind and spirit elements. Edward kissed my forehead and smiled. He didn't run away... HE DIDN'T RUN AWAY! Oh my God... Oops, I mean oh my Nyx. My Mark tingled a little at the feel of Edward's lips against it.

"So beautiful..." I heard him murmur. Well, this song better be good, because I want him to know even more how I feel about him. My turn to sing. Fun.

So what you think? Sorry if it took longer than you wanted. I was working on my other stories. And that reminds me, I will update for Cullens Read Twilight soon. I've been working on my newer stories. Review! :)