A/N: Ok, this is my first fanfic and I'm really excited about. I wanted to do something different than the other awesome stories on here. So I hope you like it, please review and ask any questions. I will try and not go into too much detail in the story, but I want all of you to have a clear picture.

Also, the links for Bella's jacket, tattoos and car or on my profile.

I do not own Twilight or its characters. They belong to Stephenie Meyer. Darn it.

Chapter 1—Inside Bella's life

BPOV

So, as I get ready to start my wonderful first day at Forks High School as a senior this time around. I let my mind wander. Here I'm staying in a posh hotel in Port Angeles, because it is convenient. See, I have a gig at this hot club called In the Zone singing. I have my band, back up singers and my dancers. I always do this on the weekends and sometimes during the week. I enjoy it. If you have lived as long as I have, things you find that make you happy you stick to them. I have been performing off and on thru out the 35 years of my vampire life. I don't really remember my human life that much. I remember bits and pieces, sometimes like watching a movie.

I have wandered this world on my own. I have met so many people and have made wonderful friends. I don't have the blood lust like most vampires do. I feed only on animals and that is how it has always been. I have never felt the need or want to feed off a human. Some of the vampires I have met thru the years, look at me funny or treat me differently, because I like to live among humans. I don't mind. I like to live among vampires too. I don't really get close to people; I have this tough exterior and built up walls. I don't take shit from no one. I don't think I'm better than anyone else, not even humans. We are totally different creatures. I just don't let people walk all over me.

In the beginning, when I was first turned. I don't really remember much, except that I was kidnapped. I was taken to some sort of house somewhere and this man just bit me. I think sometimes, I don't understand why he didn't just kill me and what stopped him. He didn't beat me or raped me. It's like he might have thought that he would have his fun with me in the beginning. I don't know. Maybe he seen something in me and that made him stop.

He stayed with me during those 3 days of pure hell. When I woke up, he treated not as his mate but as a sister maybe. Which was fine by me, I didn't feel any type of intimate feelings towards him anyway. He taught me the way of the vampire life, but he was not happy that I chose to not feed off humans. I learned a great deal from him in the years I spent from him. Then one day, I told him I wanted to go my own way. I wanted to explore, to adventure. I wanted to make whatever this existence held for me worth it. I didn't know where I would go or what I would do, I just wanted to go.

I traveled from town to town, state to state, country to country. I had money, didn't really need much. I'm a simple person. I invested what I had and it grew, so I was comfortable. Very. I went to school, to college, although, I couldn't stay in one place for long, well, because, I'm 18 and will always be 18. I have a degree in Medicine, a degree in Law, a degree in Literature. I have taken breaks in between and traveled the world. I don't really collect things except music and books seeing as I travel so much. I hate to have to lug crap like that around anyways.

So that brings me here to Washington; the place that rains the majority of the 365 days a year and rarely allows the sun to shine. I'm at that point where I want to settle down. I have to keep up the tough façade, but deep down in my stilled frozen heart. I want love. I want a mate. I'm tired of being by myself. I don't let it bring me down, if it is meant to happen then it will. For now, I'm just enjoying this existence I have and be a free spirit, a free bird if you will.

Coming out of my thoughts, I realized I needed to finish getting ready. Don't want to be late for our first day of high school now do we. I pulled on my snug t-shirt and low rise jeans and my running shoes. See, I'm simple. I don't like the skinny jeans, I like the boot cut, I like comfort. I looked at myself in the mirror. Not being conceited, I know I'm beautiful, hell, I'm gorgeous. I'm a vampire. I'm confident. I have long dark hair almost mahogany in color with loose curls all the way thru it. My face has prominent cheekbones, with my full, red, pouty, kissable lips, and my eyes are really my best feature. With the exception of the lovely topaz color, I have long, full eyelashes. I don't ever have to touch mascara, or makeup for that matter. My body is too die for, except I'm short about 5'5. That was the only thing that didn't changed when I was turned. I have full breast, a good D cup or a full C; there perfect. I love these babies. A flat tummy with my belly button pierced, which today dons a cross dangling with a garnet in the center. I have nice hips, firm legs, ass, and arms which I have a tribal tattoo on my left bicep and a tattoo on my lower back of a beautiful intricate design. These I had gotten before I was turned for my 18 birthday.

I have like an hourglass figure and I flaunt the hell out of it. I never looked this good as a human and I sure as hell was going to enjoy it now. I'm not a slut by no means, in fact, I'm still a virgin. But, I'm very seductive. You would think I got around, I'm sure that is what most assumed. I like to tease. I haven't found the man to love me, who I loved in returned to give myself too. My fantasy is to be with a human man, but I'm afraid. Not the fact, that I could suck him dry, but that I would crush him with my strength if I lost control. So as of now, it's just a fantasy.

I grabbed my black leather jacket and bag and ran out of the hotel suite and jumped into my 2009 black Mustang GT Bullit. Sweet. I loved this damn car. I finally decided it was time I got one. I knew it would take a good 40 minutes to get to forks, but with my driving I can make it in 20. Damn, I love the Speed.