The next morning, I received a text from a certain pixie-haired Vampire telling me to take the truck to school. Who was I to question the will of the fortune teller, so I pulled out of the driveway, the ear-splitting noise of the truck making me want to rip my hair out. As I journeyed to school, I received another text from Bella saying that I had to come back and pick her up. Not a minute later, I got another text telling me it was ok and that Edward was picking her up. When I pulled into the school's parking lot, I noticed a red convertible that was clearly out of place. I'm assuming that's a Cullen car. I greeted Rosalie in my first class of the day, and the rest of the classes we complained about Edward's lack of brain cells and how much trouble we were gonna be in. We talked all through our classes, and even on the way to lunch. I didn't even notice when I sat at the Cullen family's table. There, the conversation extended to the rest of the family. I was instantly put under the grill from one Alice Cullen.
"You were a Romanov!" She hissed, whacking me on the arm lightly with an empty food tray. "Why didn't you tell me!"
"I didn't think it was that big of a deal." I told her, gently setting the tray down. "The stories surrounding my disappearance went wild, I couldn't just go around all. Look at me, I'm Anastasia Romanov!" I spoke the last bit in Russian, and by the looks on their faces, they understood what I said. "They were watching me with keen eyes, I had to disappear. That is the only time I've left people remembering who I was."
"Woah." Emmett laughed. "We're in the presence of Royalty!" I laughed as he did a mock bow in his seat. "My lady."
"Stop, stop that." I chucked, throwing a fry at his head. "The only person you should be talking to like that is Rosalie." I could see the Cullens stealing looks at Edward and Bella,
"How can you stand to be in the same house with two humans?" Jasper asked me. He had a southern drawl to his voice. "Day in and day out."
"Self control." I told him softly, "I know it's hard, but when I was a newborn I faced the ultimate test. My daughter was in the house with me." I looked down at my clenched hands. "I could have so easily quenched my newborn bloodlust, but… I couldn't. I managed to get to England and give her to an orphanage before my thirst was too great." We were then cut off by the bell ringing. I looked towards Bella and Edward were still deep in conversation. I bit my lip before grabbing my bag and walking out. I would have to confront her later.
