I don't own any original characters from Twilight. Zoey, however, is mine. Also, her last name is Clearwater, because I know Volturi isn't Marcus's real last name and I have no clue what his original last name is. I don't even think HE knows what it is anymore.

"Zoey Clearwater, if you miss the bus again I am NOT driving your ass to school!"

Zoey groaned and rolled her eyes as her mother yelled for her to get up. She rolled over in bed so that she was on her back, sat up, and stretched her arms over her head, letting a huge yawn slip from her mouth.

"Oh joy, school," muttered Zoey as she got out of bed and shuffled over to her dresser. Zoey picked her outfit out for the day, got dressed, brushed her teeth, brushed her hair, and applied a small amount of lip gloss and mascara.

"There, perfect," said Zoey, screwing the mascara top back on. She examined herself in her full length mirror.

She was wearing a baby blue T-shirt, a creamy white cardigan sweater, dark blue skinny jeans, and powder blue open toe sandals with heels. Her dark straight hair fell past her shoulders and framed her pale face—Zoey's skin had been lightly tanned when she was a child, but it had lost its color by the time she was twelve. Her eyes were the color of dark chocolate. Zoey wasn't very tall; she was seventeen years old and stood at 5 foot 2 inches. She was extremely athletic and had a good figure to show for it.

"Zoey, come on!"

Zoey rolled her eyes. "I'm coming, I'm coming, jeez!" She ran down the stairs and was greeted by her mother, hands on her hips. "Spare me the attitude and get your butt out there. If you missed the bus, you can walk to school."

"Okay, I'm going, I'm going. Hey Mom, me and Rachel were planning on going to the movies tonight, so I won't be home until nine or ten, kay?"

Her mother arched an eyebrow. Zoey gave her the puppy dog face and she crumbled. "Fine, but no later than ten, got it?"

"Got it, thanks Mom, you're the best!" Zoey cried as she ran out the door. She met her friend Rachel at the bus stop just as the bus pulled up.

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Leah sighed and ran a hand through her hair. "What am I going to do with that girl," she muttered.

"The same thing you've been doing for the past seventeen years," said Marcus.

Leah almost jumped out of her skin. "God, don't do that! You know I hate it when you sneak up on me like that!" she smacked her husband playfully.

"What can I say; it's fun to watch you jump."

"One of these days, you'll give me a heart attack."

"No I won't."

"How do you know, huh?"

Marcus wrapped his arms around Leah. "Your heart is stronger than that," he murmured into her ear.

Leah shivered and smiled. "Zoey's going to the movies tonight."

Marcus's face turned grim. "I know; I heard. She'd better be going with ONLY Rachel."

Leah laughed and shook her head. "She's growing up, you know."

"I know that, but it doesn't mean I have to like it," he replied. "If a boy so much as puts one finger on my little girl, I'll rip his head off."

"I feel sorry for the poor boy already," said Leah. She closed her eyes and sighed. "Do you remember when you left your home for good?"

"Yes, why?" he asked, sounding puzzled.

"I thought you left with the other vampires; I thought you were gone forever." Leah's voice was shaky. Marcus put a finger under her chin and lifted her head so their eyes met. "I could never leave you."

She shivered. "You were about to. You never did tell me what changed your mind, though."

"I didn't? Edward Cullen read Aro's mind and told me everything. It turned out that Didyme wanted me to go away from the Volturi, not stay with them."

Leah could tell that talking about Didyme still hurt him, so she changed the subject. "Well then, I believe I owe that boy a big thank you then; I'm glad you stayed."

"I'm glad I stayed, too; I wasn't happy in Volterra."

Leah snorted. "Yeah, I could've told you that." She thought that they had done enough talking about the past for now. Right now, all that mattered was the present and future.

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A/N: I couldn't just leave my only finished story alone. Noooo, I just had to start a sequel that'll probably take forever to finish. Sigh.