Okay to my dedicated readers... Please don't shoot me

I know I haven't finished my other two stories but this story was inspired by When it rains by Paramore and i had to write it

Summary: Theres a new girl in town but what will happen when she bumps into the Cullens and then a dangerous and very hungry newborn vampire?

And by the way yes the character Kai is loosely based on me personality wise even though im only 14 and im not an orphan etc.

If you love me you'll review me xD

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Kai POV

I sat in my favourite seat at the back of the minivan with my headphones in, Bullet for My Valentine blasting in my ears.

I scanned my eyes over all of the people in the van. There was all the little kids ranging from ages four to around twelve, I didn't know any of their names, and to be honest I didn't care.

Then there were the few teenagers. There was Angel who was a hyper fourteen year old, Tom who was a horny fifteen year old and Kieran who was a quiet sixteen year old. Also there were Jay and Serena the care workers who sat in the front seats with Jay driving.

I rolled my eyes. One more year and I'd be out of this shit hole. I was seventeen and had been left at the care home when I was just a few months old and now I couldn't wait to turn eighteen and leave.

I was half Chinese from what I could tell as I had oriental features but my eyes were bright blue and not as slanted as someone who was fully Chinese. My hair was naturally jet black and I had gotten it cut short with layers spiked up at the back and a heavy side fringe.

I was very short, barely reaching five foot and was curvy but very slim. That day I was clad in Black skinny jeans, a Slipknot T-shirt, Red converses and heavy black eyeliner to top it off.

I stared out of the minivan window and sighed as I looked at the bleak wet environment outside. Trust our care workers to pick such a grey dead place like Forks to move to. I couldn't wait to turn eighteen and go back to NYC where I belonged.

I watched the world go by until the minivan stopped outside a large house. I peered at it through the rain streaked window of the van and saw the big sign outside that said Forks Care Home. I sighed this was going to be my home for the next six months so I might as well get used to it.

I stood up from my seat and stretched then followed the others down the van and out of the sliding side door. I pulled my headphones off and flinched as the rain started to dampen my clothes.

I walked round to the back of the minivan and opened the trunk, pulling out my bags. The leaders and the other teenagers followed suit while all the little kids bounded about happy at the prospect of a new home in a new town.

I pushed past everyone and swiftly made my way to the house. I opened the unlocked front door and walked in. I stopped in the hallway and glanced around. Then I walked up the stairs and quickly explored all the rooms, making a mental note of the biggest one.

That's when I noticed the attic door. I quickly pulled it open and grabbed the strip of leather that was attached to the stairs as I heard all the little kids rushing in downstairs and the care workers telling them to pair up as they were all going to have to share a room.

I pulled down the ladder and climbed it, poking my head up through the trap door. The room was perfect, with lots of little alcoves and comfy spaces just perfect for me. There was a small double bed pressed in the corner and a closet against one of the walls. There was a small desk in one corner and a small bedside cabinet with drawers in it by the bed. It was the perfect place for me to have until I moved back to NYC when I turned eighteen in six months.

"Ooh Kai what's up there?" Tom asked attempting to climb the ladder a bit below me even though I knew he was just trying to look at my ass.

"My room." I said in a flat cold voice. I jumped down, crashing into him so he got pushed back.

"But how come we don't get a say in whose room is whose?" He said, attempting to pout but looking constipated. I gave him a cold look.

"I'm the oldest I get dibs on the best room."

"But…" He started but I stuck my hand out stopping him from carrying on. I bent down and picked up my bags, I then chucked them up through the hole and I heard them land with a thud.

I smiled at Tom sweetly as he scowled at me and I then climbed up the ladder and pulled the ladder and door up behind me. I sat cross-legged on the floor for a moment before standing up and dumping my bags on my bed.

I walked over to the closet and opened the doors. It was a decent size and had drawers at the bottom to put socks and underwear and stuff in. I unzipped my clothes bag and emptied the contents onto my bed.

I quickly sorted all my clothes into piles of trousers, t-shirts, jumpers, underwear and pyjamas and then as I went through each pile I sorted them again into secondary piles of like band t-shirts comfy t-shirts jeans skinny jeans etc.

I then slowly put everything on hangers and left tiny gaps between each section, then neatly putting all my underwear and pyjamas in neat piled in the drawers. I stared at my handiwork and brushed off invisible specs of dust form the clothes. I had been diagnosed with a medium case of OCD when I was about seven.

I then walked over to the windows and peered out of one of them. The view was bleak. I sighed. I walked back to the bed and unzipped my other bag that held all my other possessions. Instead of just emptying the contents I reached in and pulled out a bundle of cloth and laid it on my bed.

I slowly unwrapped all the layers of cloth and smiled as I looked at my laptop. My laptop was one of the only plus sides of being in a home. I was such a moody bitch that when I got bored I would pick of the little kids so the care workers got me a laptop to keep me occupied.

I carried it over to my new desk and carefully put in down then opened it and left it booting as I went to finish unpacking. I pulled out a few pairs of shoes and threw them on the floor by my bed. As I did I saw a flash of silver fall out of one of my combat boots.

I frowned and bent down picking it up. I felt my chest tighten as I realised what it was and I felt the hole in my chest reopen a little. I gasped as my chest ached and I fell to the floor, curling myself up in a little ball until the pain stopped. I started to sob and shake as I laid there on the floor in a little ball as the hole where my heart should be ached.

Suddenly I heard a knock from the trap door and I jumped up and scrubbed at my eyes. I grabbed the silver heard locket I had dropped when I fell to the floor and quickly shoved in the drawer in my new bedside cabinet then busied myself with taking things out of my bag.

"Yeah?" I called. I heard someone pull down the trap door and I saw the ladder be pulled down. Jay poked his head through the hole and then slowly climbed up the stairs. He glanced around the room and then smiled at me.

"Nice little room you've discovered here." He said with a smile. I nodded and carried on pulling out little trinkets and photo's from my bag. He stepped forward and put his hand on my shoulder.

"Are you okay? Tom's room is below yours and he said he heard you crying." I flinched and turned to look at him. Because I always portrayed that I hated everyone and everything I sometimes forgot how much Jay cared about me. Not so much Serena, she stopped caring when I put a dead mouse in her shower after we had a fight. I smiled at the thought and Jay smiled.

"That's the spirit. Well Serena and I were going to drive everyone into Port Angeles which is a town a bit away from Forks that is where most of the shops and stuff are. Do you wanna come?" I thought about it for a moment and then nodded.

"Yeah but only if you let me go off on my own." Jay frowned. And looked of into space as if thinking.

"Erm okay but please don't do anything like what you did last time, you almost gave me a heart attack." I grinned as I remembered back in NYC when Serena let me go off when we were out shopping because I have a great sense of direction and I found an interesting little tattoo and piercing parlour and got my tongue pierced. I thought Tom was gonna come right there on the spot when I showed him but instead he told Jay and I got in trouble cause he almost passed out.

I nodded and clicked the metal against my teeth. He cringed and then left, shouting through the door that we were leaving in five minutes. I glanced about my messy room and had the uncontrollable urge to clean it but I shook my head and grabbed my phone and iPod from my bed before quickly climbing down the ladder so I wouldn't rush back to clean.

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Okay please review I'm currently writing the next chapter and it'll be up today or tomorrow.

Love you all

Kai x