I had over two people ask me about the same story being on . Well, yes... I have an account on quotev too and I posted this story here first but I decided to post it there too! And if any of you are on quotev, my acc name is WildWorldDaughter!

I let out a huge breadth as I walked back home through my usual route.

School today was terribly tiring and I am sick and tired of the place which had just given me bad memories to last for the rest for my life. People kept taunting me or they look at me like I'm kinda disgusting. Usually the girls would plainly ignore my very existence but today because of the project I had to do with Ethan, many became really bitchy. The rudeness of the other girls didn't bother as much, it was the boys who went a little far. They would snicker and make jokes when I walked past them and would completely move out of the way so they won't "touch" me.

Geez, why is this happening to only ME? I have always wondered why I was never accepted and never liked, I mean everybody is different right? And just because I am "me" doesn't mean they have to hate me. I have different preferences and different tastes and I don't always want to sit in a big group and sing and chat. I want to do actual things! I want to go out in the playground and play different sports I like, I want to read books or I just want to sit and do nothing, you know? Just sit and stare at the space and get lost into my thoughts and just relax. Why do you always just have to sit and chat about boys and makeup? Not that I'm saying people should never do that, Im just saying they should not hate and bully others who don't want to gossip with them or have the same ideas of fun as them.

I puffed my tanned cheeks in annoyance at the thought of thinking about those stupid insensitive people. Brainless. Insensitive.
Fucking Motherfuckers. Ass wipes...

I continued to swear mentally all the bad and insulting words I could think of and I tried to take all my anger out on their mental picture which I was now punching repeatedly and oh.. what a powerful kick! Ya take this! ... GO ROT IN THE HELL BULLIES!

And before I could land my 25th punch I had reached the huge mansion that I called home and I walked in a bit faster than usual, with my new found energy after winning a winning fight in my mind. I started feeling a bit more optimistic and confident and I just wanted to punch somebody that minute to release all the strength.

I opened the large door and slipped in inside the house. Due to their annoying super-hearing ability, many many pairs of red bat eyes turned to face me. It seemed to me that the whole family was sitting there and was just waiting for me to present my "wonderful" presence. Nobody took their creepy eyes off me and I felt myself grow alarmed at why they were doing what they were doing, nobody moved and were all as still as statues. Doesn't anybody have any other job than sitting there and staring at 16 years old girl like she is some kind of delicious meat ? Oh...wait... WHAT IF I REALLY LOOK LIKE A LIVING MEAT WITH LOTS OF BLOOD RUNNING IN HER BODY?!

As insane as that idea sounds, It could actually be true if they fail to drink blood to quench their thirst. Their first target would be ME because Renesmee is more of a vampire than me so her blood is a little less appealing. Uh oh O_o... How can I escape? THE WINDOW?! THE DOOR?! THE CHIMNEY?!

"Calm down Cinder... We aren't going to eat you" Dad's voice broke me out of my survival instinct's thoughts as if he had just read my mind which by the way he can't. I took a deep breadth and calmed down enough to put my poker mask on again. I nodded for him to continue.

" Um... Well... You see..." He stopped and looked at others like he was fighting with himself whether to tell me or not whatever he was coming to say "Um..well, I just want say good luck for your project and get good marks" He mumbled quickly.

Mom and Grandmother glared at dad like he had done something he shouldn't have or... maybe he isn't saying something he should have. I squinted my eyes and looked at each and every person on the room trying to understand what was happening. Nessie was scowling deeply, her face going ugly. Grandfather was shaking his head and looked like he was having a deep mental one-sided conversation with dad which he probably is. Alice had her eyes closed and had a look which said she was concentrating hard.

I shrugged my shoulders and gave up understanding and started going up the stairs completely ignoring my mom who was yelling at dad. I wonder if Ethan is in his room because he was not downstairs. Hmm... I wonder if we can start our project now...