I walked into my grandparents' home and looked around nervously, though I didn't know why I seemed so scared.  I knew I didn't do anything wrong and even if i tried lying, they could ask me to show them and then there was no lying.  So what was the point?  That was simple.  There wasn't a point.  
     Sighing softly, I took out the medical book that I was borrowing from my grandfather at the time and went up to his study.  I knew he was home or Jacob wouldn't have brought me back home just yet.  I was almost 16 and soon I would have my permit.  It made me happy that I could control when I got home just a little bit more, so I focused on that thought while making my way to my grandfather's study.
     "Come in, Nessie."  I hard my grandfather's voice when I was only halfway up the stairs.  Another good, but sometimes bad thing, about being a family of vampires and a hybrid was that we had perfect hearing and we could tell each others scents to know who was coming our way.
     "You wanted to talk to me, Grandpa?"  I asked him.  I was his granddaughter, but even I had to admit that he was gorgeous.  He looked like Leonardo DiCaprio, only better looking, more pale, and way better looking blond hair.  All the girls that hadn't been imprinted on down at La Push loved it when my grandfather went there to check on the werewolves.  Then again, they were too busy gawking at him to really know what his name was.
     "Yes.  And you can sit down you know, it must be uncomfortable standing all the time.  You're still part human."  My grandfather said before glancing up when I sighed and did as I was told.  He was a great doctor and sometimes brought his work home with him so to say, so I was already waiting until he decided to confront me about the depression I'd clearly been going through.  "How are you feeling, Nessie?  I mean, with the new...scents."  He asked me, clearly trying to be subtle with me.  
     I gave a small nod, but didn't bother trying to avoid the question he was trying to hide from me.  "I'm fine, the blood is tempting but I can handle it.  I will hunt this weekend with Aunt Rose.  Promise."  I told him with only respect in my voice as I spoke.
     My grandfather nodded his head before giving me a good look over, I knew he was mentally checking to see if I had grown a few centimeters or even eaten.  I had to admit though, at least he didn't even think about asking me about too private of things for a grandfather to know.  Dad probably had something to do with that no doubt.  "Have you eaten any human food lately?  It's good if you do, though you're more vampire than human, you still need human things like food."  He commented in a very low voice, but loud enough for me to hear.
     I truthfully shook my head no.  The thirst had been too great for me to worry about my human diet, it didn't matter to me.  But would I tell my grandfather that?  No, of course now.  Why?  Because I'm an idiot.  "No I haven't.  I really haven't been that hungry."  I told him and I saw the disapproval on his face.
     Grandfather only shook his head before simply looking to the book I had laid on his desk for the time being.  I'd, of course, place the book back where it was once we were done talking.  "What chapter are you on?"  He asked, though I knew that he knew exactly where I was.
     "Eating disorders."  I said without any kind of emotion, looking him directly in the eyes.  "Which I don't have.  I just need to hunt and I'll return to my normal self so after this weekend."  I told him.
     Grandfather only nodded his head, and I was ready for the lecture to start.  "If you please, but I don't recommend it.  You go to school with humans, I don't want you to lose control."  He said before taking a book from the shelf right behind him.  "You've read this one, have you not?"
     Okay, so the old English mixed with  the angelic voice was sometimes annoying, but at the same time, it was kind of cool.  "Yes, I have.  I've read all of the books from that bookcase.  Why?"  I asked skeptically, it wasn't like him to ask me questions.
     "It's a good one to read on self control, that's all."  He said as if it should have been obvious, but he wasn't talking to Dad who could have heard everything going on in his head.  I nodded, though, wanting him to go on with the point.  "I'm surprised at how much easier control was for you after you read this.  It's amazing."
     "I'm not your typical girl, Grandpa.  I will always be different."  I told him before watching him dial Jacob's number, I knew he'd be there soon.  "May I please go change?"  I asked in a soft voice.
     Grandpa nodded his allowance and I placed the newly finished book onto it's rightful shelf and grabbed another one.  "I should be done with this in a few weeks tops."  I told him before walking out of his study and to my aunt Alice's room for a change of clothes.