A/N: Hate me and throw things, I will stand and take it. I keep leaving without telling you and I feel extremely bad but I'm here to give you something to read!

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Full Summary: Edward leaves Bella and she becomes depressed like in the book. It's only been a month. For almost a year Charlie has been mourning his little sister, Miranda Gilbert. He gets a call from Liz Forbes, saying she needs his help at Mystic Falls and wants to know if he's willing to take the offer. He talks to Bella about it and tells her she'll have her family again. Hearing the new, Bella becomes her old self and agrees with Charlie about moving. She meets everyone and her and Charlie find out their secret and Charlie is willing to protect Isabella's friends and his baby sister.

Previously On My New Life, In Mystic Falls

So Bonnie and Jeremy got in my car and I asked Bonnie about her witchy powers.

"Well I've gotten stronger so now they don't drain me as fast. The first time I did something big it was with Gran, but she didn't make it. It was too much for her."

To say I was shocked was an understatement. Shiela was an amazing woman, and to find out she was gone and that i wouldn't get to see her, was saddening. We pulled up to the Salvatore's house and parked. I got out and noticde an old, blue Camaro in the drive.

"Oh! Who's baby is that? It's gorgeous", I said.

"That is Damon's car. He's old so of course he likes old cars. But mainly muscle cars and motorcycles," Bonnie answered.

"Motorcycles? This guy just went up ten points in my book", I said, eyes sparkling.

We walked inside and I spotted Elena and Stefan next to each other on the couch. Damon was pouring himself a drink, when his blue eyes met mine. I gave him a now and say next to Bonnie. Caroline finally arrived with Tyler in tow.

"Took you long enough," I said to her.

"Yeah well jackass here was the one taking forever," she said.

"Hey! I did not!"

After they sat down, we started talking about everything that had happened that I needed to be filled in on. I heard Damon and Stefan's story and I learned about Katherine and how everyone knew what was going on. And about Klaus. I felt sorry for Stefan and damon. Being led on by some heartless bitch, sounded like Edward to me. All they do is play games. Assholes. We finished talking and then I went into full detail of what happened to me, starting with my mom turning me into a Pansy.

Chapter Four

(BPOV)

Once I was done with my explanation, I waited for the reaction I would soon receive. Letting them stew a little bit, I turned to Damon.

"Wanna pour me a drink there? I sorta hate talking about this shit."

He got up and grabbed a glass. I wasn't gonna lie, if someone were to ask me if I was checking Damon out, I would gladly say that I was. And I really liked what I saw. Then I finally got a response from the others.

"Now, can I go fuck him up, or would you prefer to prank his ass into next fucking century? I don't give a fuck if he tries to take a bite outta my ass. I will gladly bite a chunk out of the fucking douche," Tyler hissed out.

I didn't understand what he meant at that, seeing as he was human and would get hurt far worse then Stefan or Damon. And I voiced my thoughts.

"Tyler, um, there might be a problem with that. You're sorta human and his skin might be a little hard to break, seeing as it feels like marble."

"Bells, you have nothing to worry about. Tyler here's not human. You should know that if there's witches and vampires, there are also werewolves. You're friend Jake is just a shape shifter. Tyler is an actual werewolf," Jeremy stated.

"Well hell. What's next, Godzilla?" Sarcasm was beginning to be my fall back. I might as well just expect demons, ghosts, and the fucking headless horseman to be real.

"Not quite, that much. But one things for damn sure, I'm going with you when you go bacvk to Forks. I wanna try a new spell on him," Bonnie said, evilly.

"Hey babe, whatever floats your boat, we're driving there. So hey, the more, the merrier."

"Hell, I'm down. I wanna go fuck these fuckers up. Which ones are off limits and which ones are for the taking," Caroline asked.

"Jasper, Rosalie, and Emmett are the only ones that actually made an effort to make things right. Even though Jasper didn't see me personally he wanted to make sure that I knew he was sorry. And technically it wasn't even his fault. He's got the power of empathy. Meaning he can feel other people's emotions and control them. My blood smells extremely sweet, and ripe, in a sense, to Edward. So having the bloodlust of six other vampires and then me being Edward's singer, hit Jasper, made him try and take a snap at me.

"I never blamed Jasper for his reaction, but why Alice didn't see it, is beyond me. I mean as soon as I touched that box it should've triggered a vision, or even when she was wrapping it. It just doesn't add up. But hey, I guess I'll get all the answers soon", I exclaimed.

I had been going over the event called my birthday over and over. I understood everyone's reaction. But I never understood why there was glass all over the place and why there were candles included. I mean the Cullens were flammable, to the point where they lit up like a supernova real fucking quick. And with how clumsy I was, she should've thought it through. It still amazes me today, how bad I was.

"I don't understand either Dizzy. But I do know that I'm for sure going with you to Forks. I wanna meet this seer, and give her a piece of my mind," Caroline growled.

Then I remembered something Damon told me. "Hey, Damon? What did you mean by the cold one's being the weaker species?"

"What I meant was that they're stronger and faster when they're turned and then start losing some of it after their year mark. As a vampire of mine, Caroline, and Stefan's status, we get stronger, faster, and our senses get sharper as we age. And our Powers are equally as interesting, and we have more depending on the amount and type of blood we drink. We can compel people, shape shift, control the weather, and enter the minds of others," he then took a swig of his whiskey.

"But, we have our faults. We can burn in the sun instead of sparkle, we're 'allergic' to vervain, meaning that we can't stand it and you can't be compelled, we have to be invited in, we can be staked, and we can actually be cut. When it comes to blood, if we don't get enough, we can become what you would call a mummy. As when a cold one doesn't have blood, they just end up feeling the intense burn in the back of their throat, and as soon as they smell blood bolt for it. Other advantages of being my type of vampire is we can sleep, eat and drink, and the best one yet, we don't kill or turn when we feed."

"When you mentioned vervain, what is that? And what do you mean you burn in the sun? I've seen you and you don't burn," I questioned.

Stefan stepped in, "Vervain is a plant, and we have rings spelled by Emily Bennett. Bonnie's great, many times over, grandmother."

"And Caroline, how the fuck did you turn into a vampire?"

"Well we were involved in a car accident, and I was comatose and Damon saved me. Honestly, I love it. My mom knows and it took her awhile to finally accept me. The counsel was made to destroy vampires. It was created a long time ago, but I don't know the exact year," she explained.

"It was around 1864, the time that Damon and I turned. We were one of the founding families, and deceived. Our father sealed our death, beginning the transition. But that story is for another time," Stefan finished gravely. His voice took on a dark tone, and his facial expression was brooding.

"How are you turned into your type of vampire? I know for a cold one, you have to be bit and let the venom take over and you sit in pain for three days," I questioned.

"To be an Original, it's not as difficult, and nowhere near as painful, depending on how you die. To turn you have to have vampire blood in your system as you die. You wake up about a couple of hours later after your death and feed. If you don't feed within 24 hours of your death, then you actually die. That time period of your death and time you feed is called the Transition. You don't burn in the sun yet but you're eyes will be extremely sensitive and your gums hurt. And even if you eat actual food you don't feel full. Anything else you need to know, Angel," Damon asked.

"No. No that's all I really wanna know. But who all wants to go with me to Forks. We might need to take another car. I mean, my dad can't have all the stuff in his truck."

It turned out that everyone wanted to go. Stefan only because of Elena, and Damon for the adventure and chance to meet a coven of cold ones. After relaxing and talking about our lives and what I missed out on, I decided I needed to go home. In the end we decided that Stefan would bring his car, and Tyler would bring his truck. Seating arrangements were to be considered the day we left.

"Alright, I think my welcome here has come to an end. Damon looks like he wants everyone out, and I have to get back to go shopping with Charlie. Thank you Stefan and Damon for allowing me to come. See you all later."

I made it to my car as everyone else decided that it was time to leave. I heard a loud whistle behind me as I was stepping to my car.

"I never got a good look at your car, but damn she's gorgeous. You sure know how to pick 'em. I would love to take it for a joy ride," Damon said.

"In your dreams, bad boy," I replied starting the car. I plugged in my iPod and put on In The End by Black Veil Brides, and took off like a bat out of hell.

Arriving home, I called out to my dad.

"Dad, did you want to go to the store now, or what?"

"I guess we could go now. Did you have fun," He asked walkng down the stairs.

"Yeah but after all the questioning. I fould out a lot and they all want to go with us to Forks. Tyler and Stefan will bring their cars and we'll go from there on seating arrangements."

The house phone began ringing.

"Hello?"

"Hey Iz it's Aunt Jenna."

"Oh, hey!"

"I was wondering if you and your dad wanted to come over for dinner. I wanted to catch up, and Alaric would love to get to know him."

"Hold up, let me ask. Hey dad? Aunt Jenna wants to know if we want to go to dinner tonight."

His reply was muffled, "Yeah. What time?"

"What time would be ggood for you?"

"How about, um, six?"

"Okay. Well we gotta go, love you!"

"Love you too Iz."

I hung up the phone, and we were out the door on the way to the grocery store.

Man today has been exhausting. Can I go to sleep yet?

A/N: I hope this makes up a little bit and that you're satisfied to some extent.