Note: I don't own anything. It all belongs to Stephenie Meyers

Author's note: So in this story, Jacob black does not exist. Like he's long gone. Well at least as of now, I might change this incase I want to change the plot.

Chapter 1: Introduction

We lived in Alaska for 7 years, it was cold, completely isolated and it was always snowing. I hated the cold, something I had inherited from my mother, but she doesn't seem to mind it anymore. But people started to grow suspicious of my family and me so we had to move. With courtesy to my 92nd birthday, I had convinced my family to move to Phoenix. But we only lived there for two months because I was the only one who could go out in the sun so the others were all cooped up inside the house and could only go out at night like real vampires.

The only reason they agreed to Phoenix was because I was depressed in ALaska. They assumed it was because of the weather, it was only part of it. It was mainly because I felt trapped in my never-changing body. I felt frozen in time, nothing ever changed, it seemed like my entire life was set in stone.

My family was very understanding or at least they tried. My parents gave me independence to leave home and live somewhere else if I wished to. So I did but it made them very unhappy so I could never stay away for too long. My family's happiness is of much greater importance than my own (a trait I had also inherited from my mother).

I had taken the time away to figure out if there was any way to get rid of the venom in my body. I was desperate to find a way to be completely human but I haven't been able to find a way in the last 65 yrs.

It's been two months since we've been in Phoenix but the risk is too much and we didn't want to give the Volturi a chance to question us so we are moving to Forks and I will enroll in high school with my parents, aunts and uncles.

My parents are really excited but I hate going to high school. Like my father, I often compared it to a purgatory. For starters, I know all the material by heart so class is never interesting but the worst part is the people. Because I have human blood, people are not as scared or intimidated by me like they are with the rest.

In the beginning, I liked school. I had friends and I would go to parties and dates. But now they all seemed like a flock of sheep, not wanting to be so different from their peers that they picked on but different enough to receive recognition.

After a four hour flight from Phoenix to Seattle and another one hour in a small plane to Port Angeles and a fifteen minute drive, we finally reached the house my family used to live. It was almost 12am so I went to my room while the others unpacked.

It was a pretty big room with a long window with silk drapes which allowed a lot of natural light and a soft purple decor, courtesy of grandma. I had a huge dressing table and a little place to work out and a bed big enough for two.

I took a hot shower and washed my hair. Then I proceeded to cry myself to sleep. I hadn't always been like this but the monotony starts to take a toll on the mind…

Author's note: I hope you liked this chapter. Keep in mind, I'm really new to writing fanfiction and also I'm a little loopy cuz I'm not well and I had to take medicine, so I may have made mistakes.

Please do review and if you guys have any suggestions do lmk :)

Byee!