I looked perfect. Okay, not gorgeous as Rosalie, but good enough. My brown eyes – so different from the rest of my family – was shining brightly with excitement. My first day ever at school, and I was starting at Hill Tops High as a freshman. High Tops High, going with my two aunts, two uncles, and my parents. Did I mention my best friend is going too, who happens to be a werewolf?

So, it's not an average girl's first day of school. Usually you see a 5 year old girl with a cute dress. Then there's me, a 7 year old vampire hybrid who looks like an "average" 15 year old girl who has some mini skirt on and a v-neck shirt.

"Hey," I said without raising my voice. I was in my room. "What's for breakfast?"

"Elk or deer, your pick," My aunt, Alice's voice replied. "Now come out and let me see your outfit!"
I blushed slightly as I lightly tapped the door open, "it looks okay." Was my assessment- an understatement for sure. But what was I supposed to say? I lived with a family born to be models for god's sake.

"W-o-w," Alice spelled out the word. "I did a good job," She did some more mumbling as she fixed my hair.

I put my hand lightly on her cheek to let her know that she did do a good job, and that I was wondering where Jacob was. I knew I wasn't supposed to be using my "talent", on the account of practicing so I wouldn't let it slip with a human, but I was so used to it, it was like breathing.

"He's downstairs, eating," Alice answered. Then she fixed her gaze at my hand, "You know not to use-"

"My special abilities on or in front of a human, I know, okay?"

"And that-"

"I need to call everyone by their first names."

"Plus-"

"I'm lying about my age, so even though I'm really 7, and even though I look like I'm 18, I'm posing 15 at this high school."

Alice chuckled, and held up her hand to signal to let her finish this time, "The lineage. I'm sure you don't know that?" I didn't answer. "You, Bella, Edward, Emmett and I are Cullen's, but you and Edward are biologically brother and sister in that mix. Rosalie and Jasper are twins, the Hales, and Jacob is a transfer student currently staying with us."

"Of course," I said.

I went quickly down the stairs and grabbed my back pack. I decided to go with a simple blue one that I could swing onto one shoulder. It's not like I would feel much of the weight anyhow.

"I call the Mercedes with Jacob and my parents!" I said.

Jacob looked up from shoveling food into his mouth, "you look good." Blinking once and realizing what he said, he said quickly, "not that you don't look good all the time."

I rolled my eyes, "School today, how fun."

Jacob snorted, "High school sucks, you get a lot of homework. You should've started out in Elementary school; at least you get to play with crayons and paste."

I was supposed to be there, in elementary school. I was only 7 (Even though my appearance says otherwise), but somehow I figured that wouldn't go over well if I showed up for a second grade class. Plus, I didn't have any patience for little kids. Once, I met one of Jacob's friends, Claire, who was only 6 at the time. Jacob wouldn't let me see her again because I shouted at her when I got annoyed with how slow she was, and that I beat her too many times at the board game we all had played.

"Whatever," I finally said. "Let's just go."

Here's the thing with vampires, it only takes them seconds to get ready. And when they do come out, they look great. All of my vampire family, well, Alice was already with me, and so it was everyone else marching down in pairings. My mom came to me with an excited look on her face, my dad, (who was attached to her hip, god, they never left each other's side, did they?) didn't look as excited. He had spent the week assuring me and my mother that high school as a vampire was like some crazy messed up daytime sleep.

"Morning," My mom planted a kiss on my forehead.

I lifted my hand-again- to tell her good morning and asked when we could leave.

"We have another hour," My dad said. (Did I mention he reads MINDS? Oh yeah, think about that when you complain about your dad.)

"But we have to get the class schedules, and learn our way around the school…" I said, trailing off.

"Your wish, my command," My dad said lightly. He slung his backpack on in a fast movement my half-vampire, half-human eyes barely caught.

"I am not going in the same car as the family dog!" Rosalie said.

"Aw, too bad, I was going to share my new blond joke," Jacob replied.

"Please, cut it out," I mumbled. But it was a worthless effort.

And without another word, we piled into the two cars.