It's been almost four years exactly since I was born, and since most of the troubles started. I'm still not sure about a lot of things, except that I'm different. Actually, I'm pretty sure I'm what you would call weird, but I'm me. I'm advanced and a four year old in a fifteen year old's body. I have the mind, voice, and appearance of a sixteen year old, but I know that I'm still growing. Lucky for me, it's at a rate that no human can see anymore, but my mind is still ahead of my body most of the time. But, it all works for me.
The only difference in my emotions between then and now is that I have to stay away from my Jake. Ever since he imprinted on me when I was born, I couldn't stand being away from him, we were meant for each other. But now I'm starting a new school, and I'm not sure how long I'll last. It's been about three weeks since I last hunted, and I know that...
"Come on, witch, why don't you cast a little spell to make us go away?" My internal babble was cut off once I heard a girl's voice, clearly mean and she was picking on someone already on the first day of school. Humans...I'll never understand them.
"Just go away." The young girl said, but it was clearly too low for the bullies to hear, but I had a vampire's hearing and I could hear her all too well. Fear came off of her like smoke, and I knew instantly that this wasn't the first time she was picked on. But why I wondered.
It didn't take so much as a glance to tell she was very pretty. I was sure she could pass for my aunt Rosalie's twin. Perfect blond hair in a high ponytail-if Alice saw, I knew she'd be ripping the ponytail out of the girl's hair-and her voice was very soft and kind, but with the edge of annoyance. She was shy as I could tell, and she didn't want a fight breaking out. It didn't take my father's mind reading skills to tell you that one. But, I already knew that she wasn't going to stand up for herself.
The sad thing was, most of the kids around me were like that. They wouldn't stand up for themselves, but they'd happily hide behind items like books or drawings, even computers, or they'd find others to torment with their friends. It was lame if you asked me. But, nobody really asked me anything.
I was always a simple student, but not always the best, unless it was a test. Then again, I never bothered paying attention in class, I wasn't nearly as old as my father when he met my mom, but my sleep pattern is very different. I could easily function on only two hours of sleep, but I knew enough that my books were only props. Especially in this class, my biology class. I knew enough about our lectures on RNA and DNA to teach myself.
Unlike usual, I didn't focus my attention on the clock, instead, my attention was focused on the girl in front that the others were picking on. I learned her name was Piper Lee. Piper was also the name of a witch on some TV show that I only read about, but I knew enough that the girls called her a witch because of it. I used my peripheral vision to see that the other students were spitting spit balls at the poor girl. I was starting to get tired of this and it was finally my last class that I was in.
I thought about the classes I was in while at La Push, much more interesting, and a lot less painful. I had never seen bullying like this before. Then again, I always hung around with the other girls that had been imprinted on, it was nice to be able to tell the truth with them, but my parents thought that some time away from Jacob would be good for me. I'd love to let them know how wrong they were.