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Prologue

Everyone that I had ever met in my 17 years of life had told me I had everything I could ever want, I was beautiful, rich, a perfect student, and girlfriend of the captain of the football team. But, I was never truly happy, I never felt whole, that is until I became one of the immortal, a cold one, a vampire. I finally felt completely happy , I had a 'father' who loved me very much, and I found my purpose in life, singing and piano. I always said I was complete and whole in myself but, was I lieing? Every once in awhile I would get the feeling I was missing out on something, something I had never had before, but I would always push it aside until, the day my father, Carlisle, and I moved to Forks, Washington. Something changed when I drove past the sign saying, Welcome to Forks, but until the day the world ceises to exsist I shall never know.

Chapter One

I pulled up in front of the old white victorian house and gasped. Never in my 100 years of life had I seen a house that was so perfect, it was a house that looked like it had come straight out of 1907 and maybe that's why I liked it so much. It reminded me of the life I had once had, and sometimes in the dark wished for again. I gracefully exited my black Audi convertible and looked over at my companion, my best friend, my father.

"Carlisle," I whispered, "It's perfect."

My godlike father looked over at me his topaz eyes blazing with happiness and excitment, and smiled that smile that had many a woman on their knees.

"Glad you like it, Bella, my dear. I just hope you like it as much as Boston." His eyes shone with so much hope I could only smile and nod my head. We had moved from Boston, Massachusetts, my birthplace, and 'death'place. It was hard to leave the place I had felt so close to but people were getting supicious of the seemingly ageless doctor, and daughter. It broke my heart but, I would do anything for the man who had taken me in, in my darkest hour, the one who taught me to feed off of animals and not the innocents. I loved him so much and I would gladly, happily, do whatever it is he wanted of me.

" Of course I will, Dad!" I looked over at him and noticed him looking at me timidly, quickly I zoomed in on his thoughts and only heard,

I'm a little teapot

Short and stout

Here is my handle

Here is my spout

"Um, dad," I began," What are you hiding from me and why are you singing I'm a little teapot, of all the songs in the world?"

" Well, Bells, I sorta, kinda signed you up at the highschool..."

"Oh", Was all I could reply.

It's not like I didn't like going to school, it's just that after 100 years of lusty and jealous looks, nasty (shudder) thoughts, and weak, pitiful attempts of being asked out, It was only normal that I despised it with every part of my being!

I sighed, "Fine, dad, but I'm not going to enjoy it"

He smiled happily," Nobody said you had to enjoy it dear!"

I glared at him and made my way in the house, searching for my room. I found it on the third floor, the last door on the right. I quickly opened it and, sighed contentedly. It was gorgeous, crimson walls, white carpet, and an extremely large crimson and black bed in the middle of the room. I jumped on the bed and pulled my iPod out, I turned it to Riot by Three Days Grace and let my thoughts wander, seeing as I didn't need to sleep. Once I came back to the land of the living I looked over at my alarm clock.

Great, time to get ready for my first day at Forks Highschool, I thought.

Highschool, Joy.

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