A/N: Stephenie Meyer owns this not me.

I have been a vampire for seventy years now. It had been seventy years since HE had left me. Threw all those years I never once tried to look for them. They didn't want me. They hated me. They left me alone and cold, unable to fend for myself. HE had broken me and didn't bother to put me back together. I hated HIM or at least that's what I told myself.

When I had become a vampire or to put it more bluntly when Laurent had changed me that is, I had truly thought my life was over. But that wasn't what crushed me the most. The fact that my life was over and I was going to die all by myself, that's what truely crushed me.

That day has been repeated in my mind over and over again for the past seventy years. I often wondered what would have happened if I hadn't gone looking for the meadow by myself and without Jacob. Also, what had made Laurent run from ordinary wolves after he had bitten me. But most of all what would of happened if He was there to protect me. Those questions had haunted me every day of my "vegetarian" life.

After becoming a vampire it quickly became apparent that my klutz days were over. I could now move with catlike grace without the fear of falling, tripping, and/or slipping. Also I could no longer trigger my easy blushes.

My physical appearance also changed greatly. I was now as white as snow, my lips, a pale cherry, and my brown mahogany hair a bit darker. I was beautiful. I was perfect.

I also had acquired a power that in my opinion was the best power ever. It was the power to control fire. I had a theory as to how I came across to posses this power. When Laurent bit me he had clamped down on my neck four times. Pumping venom in threw the wound four separate times. Some how with all that venom the firey pain was transformed into fire. I had grace that would put Alice shame, beauty that would put Rosalie to shame, and power that would put them all to shame.

I was going to go to high school again. I had decided that at the beginning of last year. I enrolled in Forks high school. I finally decided that it was safe to return. Everyone that had known me was either dead or too old to remember me. I would pretend to be a junior for my appearance best fitted it.

I had no family my parents being dead and all. I would live alone for the school year witch wasn't different from my normal social life. I had had a family before HE had taken them away.

It was the first day of school and I was on an emotional rollercoaster. I gracefully got out of my forest green jag. I nervously smoothed out my mini skirt. I took in a deep breath purely out of habit and began to walk to the main office.

When I opened the door to the small office I quickly picked up a scent that I thought I would never smell again. I could smell him or more precisely see him and it was not one him but his whole family well minus Esme and Carlisle. They were standing directly in front of me arm's length away.

Stay calm, just stay calm.

I began to quietly withdraw from the office when HIS head turned to face me and HIS eyes quickly snapped up to my face. I froze in mid-movement as he scrutinized my face. Recognitions quickly flooded his face.

"Bella?" he whispered.

Now his whole family was staring. I quickly looked away from all of them. It was too late to run.

"Oh, Bella!" I heard Alice squeal.

She began to reach out and hug me but I shook her off. Now I brought my eyes to her face. I could see the hurt expression on her face. I quickly looked away again. This was getting me now were. I sighed and flitted around them until I was infront. The main office receptionist looked a lot like Ms. Cope except a lot younger.

"May I help you?" said Ms. Cope's freaky look alike.

"Yes" I answered in my velvety voice.

I could feel there eyes making holes in my back. I had to will myself to not turn around.

"I'm Isabella Swan and I was here to ask if I could…" I trailed off. What was I suppose to say. The only reason I had come in here was to see if the receptionist was some old classmate that might recognize me. I was only going to peek inside and check and now the only reason why I was talking to her was to avoid THEIR stares.

"join the soccer team." I quickly finished.

I knew how to play I had practiced by myself after I was changed I actually was pretty good. I herd a bitchy giggle from behind me. No need to guess who that was. I whipped my head around to glare at Rosalie. I slowly pulled my upper lip up over my teeth while growling so low so that no human could hear. She simply glared back. If only she knew that I could burn her alive with no more then a flick of my wrist. I turned back around to face the Ms. Cope's look alike. Who seemed to be totally oblivious to the tension between Rosalie and I.

"Sure" she said sweetly. "Try outs are tomorrow. Right after school." I nodded silently. Turned on my heal and began to stomp out of the office. Right before I reached the door I felt a hard icy hand grab my wrest and turn me around. It was Ed-HIM.

"Bella please talk to me" he begged in his awe inspiring voice. My eyes met with his.

They left you. My inner voice whispered Abandoned you. Left you to die alone.

Anger swelled threw me. I felt my power lash out. I herd Ms. Cope look alike gasp. The small office rubbish bin had caught on fire.

Oh great! Best time to lose control. I thought bitterly.

The whole Cullen Clan was staring back and forth between the rubbish bin and I. Including Edward who still had my wrist in his hand. I quickly pulled my hand out of his grip. I ran as fast as a human could run.

"Bella", Edward yelled. I was too fast for him.

I made it to my class in record time. It was math. No matter how many times I repeated high school math still pissed me off. The class had a few more minutes before it stared. Students were still trickling in. But there was one student that drew my attention. It was Emmett. I strolled in calm and collected into the classroom. His eyes fell upon my face with lightning speed. I met his gaze. This seemed to fill him with hope. A huge smile crossed his face as he walked over to sit next to me.

"Hey Bella." he said cheerfully. No reply. "Was it you that created the fire in the school office. Is that your power?" Still no reply. "Aww, come on talk to me." He whined "It's not like I hate you." He said. I let out a humorless laugh. Though he probably didn't relies it, he hat struck a nerve and hard.

"Don't hate me" I cried acidly "of course you hate me." I felt dry tears weld up behind my eyes.

"Bella, I-----" He began but I cut him off.

"You HATED me, wait no you HATE me." I said rather harshly. But at that moment I didn't care. I didn't care about any thing.

"That's not true." Emmett said softly. "We all love you, and I mean all of us."

"I don't believe you" I whispered. "I can't" we sat in silence for the class. When the bell finally rang I dashed out of the class room without a second glance behind me.

Next class: Gym. Ever since turning I had actually enjoyed sports. I moved fast to class something that I usually didn't do so that I wouldn't be forced to stick around and chat. I made it to class in again in record time. I fled to the girl's locker room. I wasn't the only girl with topaz eyes. Rosalie stood there looking at her nails. (Nothing new there.)

"So you play soccer." She asked conversationally. I was shocked she was talking to me.

That doesn't mean that she doesn't hate you. My inner voice reminded me, It's probably just pity.

"Hey!" Rosalie said rather rudely. (Nothing new there either) "I'm Talking to you!"

"Yes I Know" I Replied. I changed at lightning speed. (No humand in sight) and rushed out of the locker rooms without even a second look back. I moved quickly while looking down. Thiscaused me to hit into the one person who had put me though a "living" hell.