Disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight series it all belongs to the talented Stephanie Meyer.

I awoke to have the moon light streaming on my face. I tried to block the beams of light with my hands, but it was to no avail. I groaned and rolled over to hide from the light.

What time is it? I thought as I sat up in bed and ran a hand through my black hair. I looked over at the digital clock sitting on my nightstand table.

2:24 in the morning! Great! I thought getting out of bed and padding my way over to my closet. I grabbed an outfit that consisted of a blood red button down shirt, a black vest, and a pair of black pants. Closing the door to the bathroom quietly, I started the shower, and climbed in. It was just warming up, so the urge to use the bathroom in the shower was great but I won. Once it was warm enough I stood beneath it entirely and started my routine. First, shampoo then conditioner then shaving then last, but certainly not least body gel. I finished, got out of the shower, and began changing into my clothes.

They fit me nicely. I thought looking into the mirror. I was a short girl, very short, but curvy. I had dyed black hair with blue-gray eyes. My eyes I think were the best thing about me, I like them the most. Shaking my head at stupid thoughts I made my way out of the bathroom and into my room. Grabbing a pair of black stilettos I put them on and began drawing on my face with my makeup. Soon two dark circles surround my eyes making them look a stormy gray. I added a touch of red lipstick making my look complete. Making my way out of the room again, I slowly clicked my way down the stairs and out the front door. I made my down the streets of my new neighborhood letting the darkness accept me. Soon I came to the edge of my neighborhood and was greeted to the sigh of woods. Taking off my shoes and socks I began my track through the woods. I listened to the pleasant sounds of the birds and night animals. Smiling softly to myself I neared a clearing and stood inside of it. The moon was out, shining brightly, over head. I eased myself onto the ground and laid there looking up at the moon. Trees stretched out towards the moon like hands wanting to grab something. I was entranced when I heard a thump to my left. Standing up I made my way towards the place where I heard the sound. There was just enough light from the moon to show me two, large deer being fed upon by people. I watched, holding a hand to my mouth, and willing myself not to cry out. There were many of them and even a child. One caught my eye, though; he was a short man, about my height. He had blonde hair that was almost white, but what scared me the most was the red eyes that he had. One of the humans feeding slowly stopped feeding and raised her head. She was a blonde with golden eyes and fangs half the size of my pinkie finger. I gasped, not able to control it, and fell backwards onto my ass. Soon one of them was in front of me. It was a man with blonde that looked golden with golden brown eyes. He had blood on his face and his teeth were out and proud. Before I could even think of running I fainted.

The blood dripped into the sink, collecting at the bottom, and slowly draining into the drain. I held the razor to my arm ready to cut again. I could feel my tears, long dried, on my face. I was ready to cut again when I heard knocking on the door.

"Rachel. Are you almost done? I need the bathroom." My brother, Matthew, asked through the closed door. I panicked and began to run the water washing the blood that was around the edges of the sink down the drain. Quickly pocketing the razor and washing my arm, which made me hiss in pain, I pulled my sleeve down over my wounds. Washing my face, I then opened the door, and smiled at my brother.

"Yes. I'm done." I said moving pass my brother and into the hallway. I smiled and held my arm close to my body.

Gasping I sat up and looked around. I found many eyes on me. The eyes that belong to the blood sucking people I saw that morning. I screamed and rolled off the table and onto the ground. Looking for the closest exit, I found it, and was soon jumping at a glass window. Before I could hit the glass one of the now known as vampires grabbed me and held me. I screamed, kicked, and punched managing to land a blow to the face.

"Calm down! We won't hurt you!" The one with golden hair said trying to calm me. I didn't stop until a blonde; I did not recognize stepped forward and slapped me. Silence rung throughout the room living everyone shocked. I started to cry and went limp in the man's arms.

"Are you going to kill me? If you are just do it quick and non-painful." I asked weeping. I felt a hand start stroking my face and I look up to see a woman with dark brown hair. She had the same golden-brown eyes,

"We aren't going to hurt you." She told me while smiling warmly at me. For some reason I couldn't find myself to hear lies in her words. I nodded and the body that was holding me slowly place me on the ground. I stood there, looked around, and my eyes landed on a picture that said Cullens underneath it. My eyes widen in realization and I turned towards the man with golden hair.

"You're the Cullens!" I said pointing to him and other people around the room. He nodded and smiled.

"Let's say we moved to the living room and talk." Everyone moved and I waited until I was the last one and then started to follow them. There was no way I was letting one of them behind me. Sitting down on one of the chairs and pulled my body close to me. Before anyone could say anything I blurted out.

"So your vampires, am I right?" I asked looking at all the people around the room. There were Irish, Egyptian, and what looked like African vampires. There was a silence until one of them laughed. It was an Irish vampire, a man, with a beard and red eyes.

"She be a wee excited there, isn't she?" He asked laughing. I pulled my body into myself tighter, "I like her." I looked up in surprised, but smiled.

"Thank you." I said softly. I looked up with confident eyes, "are you?" The man with golden hair smiled and nodded.

"Yes we are, but first let me introduce myself. I'm Carlisle Cullen. This is my wife Esme and these are our children Edward, Alice, Jasper, Emmett, Rosalie, and now Bella." He said pointing to each person, "and this people are our friends from around the world. The Egyptians Benjamin and, his mate Tia. The Amazons Zafrina, Senna, and Kachiri. The Denali's Eleazar, his mate Carmen, Tanya, and Kate, her mate, Garrett. The Irish Siobhan, her mate Liam, and Maggie. The Americans Peter, his mate Charlotte, Mary, and Randall. The Europeans Charles, and his mate Makenna. Finally, the Romanians Vladimir and Stefan.

"Are they mates?" I asked before I could stop myself. Laughter rang throughout the room and then I felt one of them, I believe his name was Benjamin, patting me on the back.

"No young one, they are not, just friends."

"Yes isn't that right Stefan." Vladimir asked looking at his friend. His friend nodded.

"Yes very true…"

"Very true." Vladimir finished. I felt his eyes on me and I looked away.

"Well shall I tell you our story?" Carlisle asked of me. I nodded and settled back into the chair, listening to the story of how Carlisle would turn these people. When he finished I slowly absorbed all the information, "do you believe me."

"Well I saw you people feasting on deers last night, so it's kind of hard not to believe you." I said cheekily. I stood and made my way towards Carlisle and held out my hand, "my name is Rachel Grimes at your service! Well don't eat me." I told him laughing. He laughed.

"We won't trust us." Carlisle said smiling down at me. I smiled and made my way towards the door.

"Well I should be going." I pick up my shoes that were sitting by the door and put them on.

"Oh we'll give you a ride!" Esme said before I could make it out the door. I was about to turn her down saying I need the exercise, "no excuses we'll give you a ride." She looked around and finally her eyes landed on Vladimir she smiled, "since all our cars are in the garage Vladimir how about you give Rachel a ride." He raise his eyebrow at this question and then looked at me.

"Very well." Vladimir said sighing, "come along." He moved passed me and out the front door. I quickly waved goodbye to everyone and followed the man down to the black Camaro. I stared at the enticing car and laughed. He looked at me strangely, "what is it?"

"I love Camaros!" I said running my hand over the hood of the car, "my parents are never letting me have one though." We got into the car and I saw that it was all black leather which made me like it even more. I heard a laugh, I looked over to Vladimir, and saw him smirking, "what?"

"I can tell you like the car by your heart beat, it speeds up." He said. I blushed, huddled closer to myself, and started to bite my lip. A nervous habit I had pick up over the years. This was going to be a long car ride.