Fate into Shadows

Chapter 3

First Day

I woke up Monday morning with a yawn and a stretch, my fist shattering the annoying beep. In other words, I now needed a new alarm clock. Oh well, it was not the first time I broke one, and wouldn't be the last. Not that I need one to get up on time; I just did, and even I couldn't figure out how, but I would make sure to use my phone anyway, just in case, and hope I didn't break that. Sitting up in bed I checked my phone and smiled as Esmeralda had left me a text, wishing me luck with school, and telling me she was going to visit the library once she had a nice long rest, and said she missed me already, as it apparently wasn't as fun by herself.

Sighing, I sent her a 'good night' text before I went about my usual morning routine. Stretches - a little light exercise to get my blood pumping, and a quick shower before getting dressed. I wore black hipster combats just as I usually would in cold weather, as it was always nice to have an excuse for extra pockets that were big enough to fit my phone and keys. I never used to wear skirts before my change, but nowadays I sometimes did, especially with Phoenix weather, with Esmeralda and my mum on my case. It would look odd not sweating while wearing combats there, though, and I wasn't allowed to get off with just wearing shorts. I also pulled on a tight black tee that nicely accentuated my bust, my normal boots and my black jacket that I received from the rocking chair went on me too.

I quickly hid away a few knives, my purse, and my phone. Sighing as I thought of the horrible monstrosity of a truck waiting for me. I know they meant well, and it was better than walking the three miles to school, I quickly exited my room and trekked downstairs to the kitchen.

I frowned as I expected to see Charlie. Instead, I found a note on the small kitchen table telling me he had already left for work, and to have a good first day of school. I shrugged as I checked the cupboards and fridge for breakfast. Well at least the milk hadn't expired, and he had some cereal. However, apart from tons of fish he kept in the chest-freezer there was barely anything else except some deserts and biscuits. I sighed as I poured some cereal and milk, making a mental note to order some food for delivery when I got home from school, as I'm not big on shopping and I don't know where the local supermarket is anyway, as I hadn't paid attention when I was younger, and I didn't like grocery shopping anyway.

I ate my breakfast as fast as I could, as I have to first find the school, though Charlie said I can't miss it, as it was pretty much a game of follow the road, and then take the first left, and second right, and I would be an idiot not to notice the school to my left down that road, and then I had to head to reception to collect my timetable, and whatever.

I then washed up snappish, just leaving my dish and spoon on the plastic draining thingy. Hmm, I wonder what that's actually called. Ah well, who cares, to me it will always be a draining thingy?

I soon exited the house and made sure to lock the front door. My dad may be the Chief of Police and all, but it never hurts to be safe. I don't want to have to explain the ass kicking I could give if I came home and caught some thieves in the act. Plus, all of my stuff is in there, weapons included. How would I explain that if the thieves were caught soon after robbing us? Well, I suppose I could easily track them down and retrieve any incriminating evidence on my part first. But how would I explain that dirty wallpaper on my laptop if someone were to turn it on. Maybe I should replace the password screen wallpaper with something more wholesome, like that one mum took of me trying to teach Es how to ride a bike, as she couldn't even ride a pushbike, and the whole ordeal was rather amusing, and mum had us some burgers delivered to celebrate Es finally getting the hang of it.

Smiling a little at the memory, as I had never known having a friend could be so fulfilling. However, I winced as I looked at the red monstrosity I had to drive for a while – well, I suppose it could have been worse, and Jacob could have loaned us a horse. Though, on second thought, I would probably get better reception from the other students if I did ride in on a horse. I used to drive my mother's second car, which was alright and served its purpose without being butt ugly, and then I had my motorbike. Mum had been astounded that I had actually gotten my bike license enough that she had to buy me it, as it was our deal. We were fairly okay in the money department, and though Phil wasn't rich like major league players, he did rather well, and mum had some weird internet thing going on that makes quite the few dollars, and embarrasses me, and my bike was only a Kawasaki 125. It honestly wasn't as expensive as we would have expected, and even though mum likes me to swing on the wild side of life, a monstrous Harley was not something she would even agree to look at with me, and said I could get one when I'm older.

I had actually wanted to ride to Forks, but both mum and especially dad vetoed that idea as it would likely take three or four days to get home, so my poor darling bike would be wrapped up, safe and sound in the garage, so luckily, we live in a rather nosy and peaceful suburb back home, so my bike should be safe.

Sighing, I unlocked the rusty door and climbed into the driver's side, hoping Jacob and Seth could make something out of it eventually, before slamming the door behind me. I grimaced as the monster exploded to life. Damn, how I wish to slay this beast. I pushed down the clutch, pushed the gear shift into first, and released the handbrake, and felt for the bite, and then the engine stalled. That was the problem with pieces of crap with manual transitions. The bite seems to be so miniscule, that it's almost gone and done a runner. Shaking my head in frustration, I push down the clutch as I start the beast again, and this time, as I slowly pulled up from the clutch pedal, I pushed on the accelerator, and it roared its fury to the universe, startling some alien Saviour a few million lightyears away, who was now pitying me, as it rolled out of the drive and I was away as I pushed it into second.

As I trudged down the road, I looked at the speedometer and double-took. Seriously, I did. It read twenty-five miles per hour. Twenty-five, and I had the peddle to the rusty metal in third gear. This heap of junk could only travel twenty-five? Well, I suppose I might get another five out of it if I were going downhill. I'm not even sure this thing was road worthy. That just gives solid reason not to leave Forks with it where cops who don't know my dad will give me hefty citations.

It didn't take as long as I thought it would to travel from my new home to school, and I'm surprise this monster pickup hadn't given me a headache. Ten minutes for this piece of junk is not bad. Maybe the speedo is just broken? It could have been worse. I could have been late for school on my first day, but it appeared like I was early.

I pulled into the school parking lot, surprised only a few people had shown up yet, and found myself an empty space, pulling in, and moving to the space in front so I don't have to try reversing this thing if I can help it, and then I pulled the handbrake, though I'm not sure it actually works, and turned off the engine. I let out a relieved sigh. I could barely hear my self-think with that on. Now I just had to find the office. So, I quickly got out hoping no one pays much attention of me, and grabbed my black book bag from where I put it on the passenger seat the night before, as to not forget it my first day, and closed the door before locking the door, though I doubted anyone would be desperate enough to try stealing it.

I made it in quick time to the office, ignoring the many stares of the arriving students, who saw a new face, and being a small town were entering detective mode like the nosey buggers they probably were. The office receptionist, a nice lady named Mrs. Cope gave me all of my papers, timetable, schedule, map, and sign sheet before I re-entered the car park. How it could have filled out so much in the few minutes I was in the office, I couldn't say, but that was rather impressive. I am just glad I got here a few minutes earlier as it kept the gawking to a minimum. Damn that truck sucks.

I carefully memorized my map and timetable in only a few moments before placing them away in my bag. I have English literature first thing, so I headed towards that class and entered to find the class only half-full, and the teacher sitting behind her desk. She smiled at me and signed my sheet before telling me to take a seat. I was thankful she didn't ask me to introduce myself to the class, as I hate any kind of public speaking. Though, the class ain't all here yet, so I could yet be asked to do so, and I hoped my stupid prophesy business didn't mean I have to give stupid motivational speeches or something messed up like that.

I shuddered at the thought, and ignored the other students as I made my way to the back of the class, and took a seat at a corner desk next to the window. Today was going to be tiring, I just know it, as the first day of a new school usually is.

However, I was lucky, yay! All throughout the first half of my day, none of the teachers asked me to speak. It had nothing to do with the cold glares to 'dare' them, for which, thankfully they didn't call my bluff, as I had a rule to protect the innocent, even if they forced me in introduce myself to my fellow classmates.

I seemed to have made a few friends, though they were nothing very special. One geek of a boy Eric with pimples who was looking at me like I was a piece of meat. Not a chance buster. A gossipy girl I should probably avoid, but if I wanted to know what's what, she would be the person to ask, but she was really hot, so, if she played her cards right, she could give me a lap dance or something, as she didn't seem to have any actual talents. I think her name is Jessica. Also, another girl I actually liked off the bat. Angela. She genuinely was a nice person. She was quite a looker too, and I hadn't had Asian in a while, and she was making me rather hungry for some ramen, or maybe Chinese noodles? And last, there was a puppy-boy. He was quite a looker too if you're into baby-faced seventeen-year-old boys with blonde hair, and pervy blue eyes. Mike. I think Jessica has a major crush on him.

They had invited me to sit with them at the lunch table, which is where I sit now staring at the pizza and fries on my plate in disgust. How can anybody actually eat this junk? It's not that I don't like junk food, because I do. It's just; this gave a whole new meaning to the words 'junk' in the 'food'. I looked at the others, and only Angela seemed to understand what my problem was, as she brought lunch from home.

"Aren't you hungry?" asked an African American boy I had not long been introduced to, named Tyler; he seemed like the only cool guy of the lot, besides his mate, Ben, another dark boy who seemed to have eyes for my Asian meal, but I internally claimed dibs.

I shook my head in the negative, and hoped that would dislodge silly thoughts as well, and took my bottled water from the tray and sliding the food over to him. "Nope, I had a large breakfast. You can have it if you want," I said, lying about my reasons, and once I got some proper groceries, I would make my own lunch.

"Cool, thanks. It saves wasting it," he replied with a huge grin splitting his face as he scooped the filth onto his plate and dug back in. I wonder whether his taste buds had been damaged from over eating this crappy cafeteria food, and I made a mantel note to bring my own lunch tomorrow.

I sighed as Jessica was prattling on about something I couldn't give a damn about when the hall suddenly quietened a little. To normal people chatting away it would have gone unnoticed, but to me, it seemed as if loads of people had their volume either turned down or off. In addition, I could hear some quite muttering. Though, I couldn't make out the words, as even I had my limits. Something note-worthy must be taking place.

Ignoring Jessica further, not that she'll notice, I turned in my seat to where I felt the source of the commotion and froze. My muscles tensed up, and my spiritual energy flexed through my veins. I had to hold back from letting any burst free, as I'm sure someone would notice if an actual spark ignited around me.

The commotion. It was my nightmares come true. Five of them. Perfectly beautiful. Inhumanly so. Vampires. There was no mistaking it. I could even smell their alluringly sweet scent from where I sat the other side of the hall from them. What the hell were vampires doing going to a freaking high school; didn't they have anything more productive to do?

I watched them as they each collected food and claimed a seat at the far end of the cafeteria near the exit. One of them was a blonde girl, and she looked like she could be a supermodel, and appeared to enjoy the attention. Another was a huge guy with short brown hair that on first impression gave a very intimidating appearance, but the huge dopy grin on his face showed that first impressions were often misleading. He sat next to the blonde girl. The way they looked at each other showed they were madly in love, though you had to look very hard to see that with the blonde, the boy's emotions were an open book.

Next, a boy with short, longish blonde hair sat down. Although he certainly had a toned body, it was nowhere near that of the large boy, and I could just make out loads of thin scars on his face. He certainly has been fighting other vampires in the past. Next to him sat a boy slightly slimmer than him with reddish brown hair. He certainly was the hottest of the three boys, quite yummy, but with those looks probably swings the other way. Though, maybe not as he certainly wasn't born to be that dishy, was he?

Last was the vampire that held my interest the most. Shortish, spiky black hair, she was the shortest, and smallest of the lot. She kinda reminded me of a pixy, as she gracefully danced into her seat. I wondered whether she loved shopping or something as she was wearing nothing but designer clothes and looked perfect in her blue dress.

Why were vampires here? And what's the deal with the gold eyes? They're supposed to be red. Their presence here is dangerous. The blonde boy looks like he's in pain. Is he finding it that hard to be around humans? Their eyes are also very dark, meaning they haven't fed in a while. Idiots. Well except that cute pixy. I think I'll call her Tinker Bell. I held back from laughing before I felt someone tap my shoulder. I looked around to see Jessica staring at me strangely.

"What are you staring at?" she asked me in curiosity.

I smiled; pleased she brought it up. "Who are they… they're all so…" I struggled for the right words as I couldn't say vampire(ish) or something now could I. However, she took the need from me, with perfect accuracy too. Good-girl.

"Beautiful," she finished for me and I smiled wider as she looked over there with me. "The Cullen's," she answered and as I would expect they all looked over briefly before returning their attention elsewhere, which wasn't really anywhere, as they all seemed to be in their own little world. Though, I could just about make out the movements of their lips, so figured they were talking extraordinarily quite to each other. I wish I could hear them. Maybe I could walk by them, but they might notice and stop talking.

"The blondes," continued Jessica unaware of my internal analysis continued. "They're Jasper and Rosalie Hale," she told me looking at Jasper in an unflattering way. Damn pervert wants to suckle his 'popsicle'. "They're twins," she said, not that I believe they are. I can tell he may be centuries older than Rosalie just by glimpsing his weary eyes. "They were adopted by Doctor and Mrs. Cullen." Now that surprised me; throwing me through a loop of intrigue. A vampire doctor? It sounded like a cheesy prime time vampire series on the Syfy channel. I wonder whether they go around solving crimes or something. I held back a laugh at the thought, but it was hard work.

"Edward is the dishy boy with reddish brown hair," she continued without a clue of my joke. Though, I silently agreed with the dishy part. "He's Mrs. Cullen's nephew or something. They adopted him when his parents died. The big guy Emmet and the short girl are Dr. Cullen's nephew and niece or something. They were adopted too. I don't know what happened to their parents."

I smiled at her, barely concealing my amusement since the vampires don't appear to be a threat right now. And one being a doctor made it hard to believe they will be. "Well, that was nice of Dr. Cullen and his wife," I commented. It sure would have been if they were human, so I said it anyway. Plus, I suppose it still is nice, them considering themselves a family rather than just a coven.

"I guess," she answered with a shrug before leaning in closer for secrecy. "But Emmet and Rosalie are a couple. Like dating and they're siblings, living together and everything." I heard the huge guy suddenly laugh loudly and my eyes flickered over to see him looking in our direction, and he winked at me, causing me to frown while Edward gave him a shove, but looked highly amused too. I could barely restrain my eye roll, as that wink was too fast for a normal human to perceive. But I bet they've been the towns gossip for as long as they've been in Forks.

"So, they're not exactly blood related, right?" I asked knowing full well they were not, since I'm the only human here with any sense. Plus, I wouldn't care anyway. It's not my place to judge when I have supernatural powers, and who hadn't wondered what it would be like to 'play' with siblings?

Jessica frowned, obviously not liking my nonchalance about the whole affair before a small smirk made its way onto her lips. "Well, I hear that the reason neither, Edward or Jasper are interested in any girl at the school is because they're secretly together, as in with each other. Gay." Or they might eat you, I added for her in amusement.

Now that didn't surprise me much with Edward. My Gaydar meter was going haywire when I looked at him, but I wouldn't have suspected Jasper. Wow, he hides that well. Though, Jessica did say it was just a rumour. Edward was now looking straight at me, a frustrated expression marring his otherwise perfect face. I frowned as I realised what he was trying to do. He must be one of these vampires with a psychic gift. Not that it will work on me. But I suppose it must be annoying to have even one-person immune to him. I felt like spreading my shield to others just to see how annoyed I can make him. But maybe that will just tip them off. Maybe he's trying to get first scoop on what I think of Jessica's rumour. Yes, he's definitely a mind reader.

I turn back to Jessica and see her waiting for some kind of negative comment from me. "Well, they could be I suppose; kinda hot thinking about, right?" I asked her to her to embarrassment. "I didn't peg you for the boy-on-boy fanfiction type, Jess," I added with a shrug, certainly humiliating her, to my growing amusement. Why should I care? It isn't like I have any preference on male or female, and annoyingly I did rather fancy Jessica, as I would have to be blind not too. "Do, you have an account that you write for? I would love to read your work."

Jessica looked surprised, and humiliated, and I heard the largest vampire bursting into laughter while Jessica was beet-red, and my eyes flickered over, and saw the rest supressing their giggles, and Tink gave me a wink that made me suspicious, but I returned my attention to Jessica while the rest of the table had burst out laughing too while she pouted and tried her hardest not to look as sulky or embarrassed.

"I-I don't write fanfiction," Jessica finally replied with such hesitation and humiliation, I was pretty sure what was a joke to me, hit the nail on the head, but I wasn't going to tease her for her hobby. "A-anyway, Edward and Jasper might be, gaying together!" she said to try getting me off her back.

I found myself laughing. "Gaying?" I asked while she did grimace there. "Anyway, so, what? They're not bothering anyone with some weird everything must be gay silliness or anything, so what does it matter?" I asked rhetorically. Why the hell am I sticking up for vampires anyway? Hmm, maybe I'm just sticking up for gay people who just get on with their lives? Yes, I'll go with that. However, she just scowled in reply. "Anyway, I'm sure everybody has a little gayness in them somewhere, huh?" I asked with a playful smirk as I leaned closer to her.

She seemed to freeze up as the colour drained from her face as I got closer, licking my lips. I can't believe I'm doing this. I could once again hear the huge vampire laughing; obviously, he'd been paying close attention to our conversation and found it amusing now. I glanced towards them briefly, only my eyes flickering over, to see even the blonde hot chick watching in amusement before my full attention is back on Jessica. I moved in a little closer to her, our lips less than an inch apart. I'm surprised to see her eyes flicker to my lips for a second and she struggled not to lick her lips, and then I pushed my lips to hers, and she kissed me ever so softly before I pulled back and she wanted to follow, but I couldn't help myself, as I burst out laughing, followed by the others, and Jessica's face paled before it went bright red.

"T-that wasn't funny," she stuttered out in further humiliation, but I could hear her pulse pounding with her heart, and see the dilation of her pupils. I would have disagreed but someone else beat me to it, as I was pretty sure I turned her on worse than she had evber felt before.

"Yeah, it was," laughed Mike with a wide grin. "But damn that was even more hot."

I groaned. "Typical boy," I muttered under my breath, but none of them heard. However, Emmett's increased laughter said that they heard. I looked back over to the vampires to see Tinker Bell staring at me. I could get lost in that gaze of hers forever. Damn is it so wrong for me to want to molest that cute little vampire? However, she soon looked away and I realised I don't even know her name. "Hey, you never told me the name of that sexy little Tinker Bell?" I said with a slight need in my voice that caught all the Cullen's attentions, and if that Tinker Bell could blush, I knew she would be a rainbow of reds.

Jessica eyed me suspiciously for a moment before answering. "Alice. And if you're wondering, I don't know whether she likes girls or boys, but she's never dated from here," she said smirking smugly at me, but her eyes flickered to my lips again. Of course, Alice hasn't; she would have to have amazing self-control to be with a normal human, or forgo ever having a sex life.

I just smiled with a shrug as I looked back over at Tink to see her watching me again. The huge guy once again laughing, at her this time, not that she seemed to mind. And the two supposedly gay boys were smirking, but the blonde girl scowled at her. Maybe I have a chance with her. Damn, I shake my head clear and turn my attention away from her. What the hell am I thinking? She's a vampire, and I'm human. That's not going to happen, is it? She might want to eat me. Well, if I were a pervert, I would make some dirty innuendo on that. But I'm not so I won't.

To Be Continued…