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Something I wanted to try…
10 years after BD, the Cullen clan moves to Concord, MA. They enroll in the Concord Academy, where they meet twins Roselle and Dante Milton. Little do they know, the Miltons have secrets of their own…
Changes from Original:
Renesmee has a paternal twin sister, Elizabeth Marie (straight bronze hair and hazel eyes). Emmett and Rosalie are travelling the world together. There's a new member to the Cullen Clan, a male vampire named Zander with hydrokinetic abilities.
Sixteen year old outcast Roselle Milton and her popular brother Dante live the good life in Concord, MA. With both parents doctors and an older sister in Harvard they're adventures get a bit crazy when our favorite Vampires come to town.
Roselle's Point of View
Beep! Beep! Beep!
I growled angrily, grabbing the alarm clock and hurling it towards the other side of my room. The clock made a metallic clank as it collided with the wooden wall and fell to the ground. I sprung out of my bed glaring at the still beeping metal device.
"Time, you can lick my balls!"
Beep! Beep! Beep!
I picked up the device and stared at it. My perfectly compulsive parents had grown tired of continuously buying new clocks for me so they bought this piece of torture machine. I smiled sinisterly and narrowed my eyes at the machine. After noticing the date on the clock I groaned.
"First Day of school. Super Duper!" I said sarcastically with fake enthusiasm.
I turned off the beeping device and tossed it out the window without a care.
It took less than ten minutes to get to school, which would begin in one hour. I had no hurry.
You're probably thinking: why wasn't I excited about the first day of my junior year?
The answer is simple. I had no friends, besides Dante, who would actually care what I did over the summer. So I had no one to go brag to about my awesome summer spent in a tropical island, that no one realizes is a third world country and people are starving.
I strolled into my personal bathroom and turned on the hot water.
While I'm taking a warm shower let me tell you about me.
My name is Roselle Mallory Milton, 16 years old, I would be your definition of an All American girl; blonde hair, green eyes and athletic. Like I said, I would, but I'm not. My mid back length straight pale blonde hair was multilayered and had black highlights, I usually hid the color of my eyes with black contacts and I'm too lazy to actually try out for sports. Even though I'm a part of one of the elite country clubs in Concord, I rarely use my parents' wealth to gain random crap from the community. I said 'rarely' not ever. After all, my parents' position in society always helps to get me out of a night in jail, or from being expelled.
So back to the fact that I'm not a social butterfly. I would be, but I find it boring trying to work for someone's affection. It clearly doesn't make sense. So therefore my status at Concord Academy is the trouble making twin of Dante Milton and Emilia Milton.
Right, I forgot to tell you about my family.
The Milton's are one of the richest families in Concord, MA. My parents, Dr. Micah Milton and Dr. Jennifer-Everson Milton, are two of the best doctors at Concord General Hospital. My dad's a plastic surgeon, while my mom is a Cardiologist. Tough work, no? Not only are my parents making big bucks but they came from old money. So calling my family filthy rich would be like saying Dr. Seuss is just another children's author it ain't right.
We live on one of the wealthy lanes, off of Laws Brook Road, in the Milton family manor. My dad was an only child so when his parents died it was only normal that he got the outstanding family manor and lake house in Michigan. But believe me it gets old. And again, I'm not complaining links in higher places are always good to get. And now I come to my siblings. I have two siblings, my goodie goodie rule following popular twin brother Dante and my older by two years controlling and pig headed sister Emilia, who (praise to the almighty) would be going away to Harvard in a few days. Dante has the same shade eye color as me but he got our mom's sandy brown hair, while Emilia is an older more stuck up version of me blonde hair, greens eyes.
I got out the shower and quickly got ready. I blow dried and brushed through my hair. Taking a few bobby pins I twirled and pulled a few strands to one side and stuck a red bow in it. I hastily pulled on a pair of black and red checkered skinny jeans tripping in the process, tight black deep V neck long sleeved tee, added a few chains to the belt of my jeans, pulled on a pair of black fingerless gloves, an emerald medallion, random colored bracelets, and a pair of laced down combat boots with the jeans tucked in. I wasn't in a mood for dark makeup, so I only lined the top of my eyes, applied dark purple eyeshadow, mascara and glossy orange lip gloss. I grabbed my backpack and black leather jacket and ran down the two flights of stairs of our three story house.
"Good morning, Roselle." Said my father as I sat down at the breakfast table and dumped my back and jacket on the ground.
"Good morning Daddy dearest. And it's Elle!" I said bored and began munching on a bagel.
"I named you Roselle, so that's what I'll be calling you."
"Aha…yeah…whatever." I waved him off and chugged down a glass of OJ.
"Good morning Elle." Said my mother as she walked into the large dining room and sat on the other end of the 12' table.
"Good morning Mudds…Where's Dante and Emilia?"
"Dante already left and Emilia is on the phone with Johann." Mom smiled.
"OH! Johann…I miss the lil' nerd." Johann is Emilia's boyfriend. He's not relevant to my story so I won't talk about him.
"Wait? Dante left? Without me? That "
"You have your license and a wide selection of cars. Your brother doesn't have to wait on you anymore." Dad cut me off.
"A wide selection? Can I get the Lotus Evora?" I sprung out my seat and grabbed my junk.
"Yes, yes. Have fun." Dad said barely paying attention to me as he browsed his day planner.
I pecked him on the cheek, "Thanks Dad." And began to run towards the garage.
"Oh wait. Don't forget you have to be back here early for the welcome to the neighborhood party for Dr. Cullen and his family." Mom shouted after me.
I skidded to a stop and walked backward to get a better view of her, "I have to go to that?" I scowled.
"It's being held here Elle. You have to come." Mom looked at me sternly.
"Can I wear what I'm wearing now?" I raised an eyebrow at her.
"It wouldn't kill you to take a shower once in a while you know…" Emilia said with a look of scorn on her perfect face.
"Would it kill you to stop being a stuck up bit "
"No, you can't wear that." Mom cut off my insult.
"I'll dress her mother. Don't worry." Emilia smiled genuinely at our mother.
"Eh? No 'heffing way! I'll wear something else something I picked out." I glared at Emilia, who rolled her eyes.
"Just be back before 5…PM!" mom pointed at me with narrowed eyes.
I nodded and gave her an innocent smile.
I ran to the garage, grabbed the keys of my favorite car and walked over to it, rubbing my hands over the sleek black car. I hugged the hood and sighed happily.
"Oh baby, you don't know how long I've waited to get into you."
I squealed and skipped towards the driver's door, got in and savored the sound of the engine revving as the garage door opened.
I sped out of the estate and towards the putrid private academy. When I pulled into the parking lot, I didn't expect anyone to stare at my car, because the school was a private school after all. Almost every student had expensive cars. But people actually stared. I smiled to myself.
The weather in Concord was rarely sunny, but rain didn't fall much. It was just always cloudy.
I got out the car just in time to see a gray Aston Martin Rapide pull in beside me. I gawked at the car, completely ignoring the outstandingly beautiful people getting out of the car. I wasn't left time to adore the individuals, because two other marvelous machines pulled in beside the rapide a red Ferrari 458 Italia and a black Porsche Cayman.
I think I was drooling as I slowly pushed pass the people that had gotten out the car and approached the vehicles one by one, blubbering incoherently as I gawked.
The drivers didn't pay attention to me, but I didn't give a shit about them either. I rubbed my cheek trying to get the blush in order.
"Honestly, I thought she'd get a little class over the summer…"
I looked up with no emotion to see my nemesis Megan Cunningham and her followers walk pass.
I could tell you that Megan and I used to be best friends in elementary school but then Middle school came and ruined our extraordinary friendship. But that would be a lie. We hated each other from birth, even though our families were really close. Like seriously close. Our families are bounded by magic.
"There were once four important families of Faye, who dwelled among the humans of Concord to form peace among the two races. The peace was maintained. But the real danger roamed about the descendants of three of the four families. When the parents banded together and joined human societies, their children fought among each other. So to end this fighting the elders of the families formed a magic union between the families. However, the magic would end and cause war among the families if any descendant was to break the law of peace. Therefore, that betrayer must form a union of his/her own. He/ she must form a marital bond with another from one of the three remaining families."
Oh right, I didn't mention that I'm a faerie. My bad. Well I am, along with the rest of my family, who are the first family.
The present four families go by different names these days. With decrease in prominence –down the line
You would expect the other families to respect me since I'm like a bad ass Faye and all but they don't. In fact they completely hate me. Or maybe they just fear me. Again I should explain.
Faye children don't manifest their abilities until full maturity, which is at the age of eighteen or sometimes even older. But I did at the young age of 10. When the other families found out they accused me of being the one that will break the bond. Typical I know. But hey I'm happy I don't have to always be at council meetings and Realm parties. It wasn't like I was going about picking on the kids from the other families. I just avoided them. They were the ones always bitching on me, I just retaliated to the full extent of the word.
Okay so the bell just rang so I have to get to assembly.
I was already late when I strolled into the large gym. The doors made a banging noise, drawing attention to me. I grinned at the principle, who had stalled his lecture to look at me with disapproving eyes.
"Nice of you to join us Roselle." He said as he narrowed his eyes at me.
I clicked my tongue and did that pointing gun thing, "Anything for you Principle Howard."
He gestured for me to take a seat in front of the bleachers. I cat walked over to the front and sat on a free bleachers step.
I yarned as the principle ended his lecture and told us to get our schedule. Before I could stand up people swarmed pass me and ran towards the lines of schedule tables that were set up in the very open gym.
I braced back and waited for all the crazies to get out my way. When only a few people were there I strolled over and got mine.
I walked into my English lit class half an hour late.
"I see you haven't changed. Get to a seat quickly." Mrs. Dobbs shouted.
Bitter old prune. I rolled my eyes at her and strolled towards the back. Just to annoy her I dragged the metal chair on the floor, which made a screeching noise, stalling Floppy Dobby's lesson again. I backed her but I knew she was glaring. I felt it. I shrugged off my jacket and slung it over the back of the chair and dropped my bag on the ground and sank into the chair with a deep sigh.
"Milton! Since you seem so keen on disturbing my class, why don't you tell me something about 'The tragedy of Othello'?" she smirked.
I resisted rolling my eyes. People usually thought that because I was a general slacker I was entirely stupid. I stared at her dumbly.
I paused and waited for her insult to come.
"You see students. That is what arriving late to class gets you. You become one of the "
"The tragedy of Othello, The Moor of Venice is a tragedy by William Shakespeare that was based on the Italian short story Un Capitano Moro or A Moorish Captain by Cinthio." I said cutting her off.
"Right." She said after a while and returned to her lesson. I sat back in the chair and slung one leg over the desk part of the table/ chair combination. Floppy Dobby didn't bother telling me to put it down. I glanced around the classroom scratching my head.
Nobody held my interest until I turned to my right and saw two pairs of amber eyes looking at me with curiosity and slight annoyance. I felt a bit uncomfortable because strange guys didn't pay attention to me. My worry was gone because as soon as I thought that the bronzed hair and black hair guys turned away immediately. I shrugged and went back to staring at nothing.
The morning period was over in no time. The moment the bell rang signaling lunch I jumped out of my seat in chemistry lab and began dancing towards the door.
As I ran out the room not paying attention to where I was going I bumped into someone. I fell to the ground while the person just stood there looking down at me with distain.
Caleb Blake, the oldest Blake boy at the age of 17, a clichéd emo kid with his black hair highlighted with multicolor streaks, eyeliner and a bored look on his face. I knew he wouldn't offer me a hand up.
Instead, he glared at me, "Why don't you watch where you're going you filthy "
He shut up and looked behind me. Before I could turn to see who it was, Strong, cold hands held my shoulders and lifted me up with ease.
I cautiously turned, afraid to see who I was indebted to. I sighed in relief, for some unknown reason, when I saw the black hair pale dude from my English lit class.
"Uh…Thanks." I muttered.
He nodded, "You're welcome."
And that was the end of it. Black hair dude walked away without saying another word. I looked back to a shocked Caleb and stuck my tongue out at him and frowned at Dante when I saw him standing besides Caleb.
I shook my head and walked away towards the school parking lot.
Home was eight minutes away so I made it a habit to go home to eat lunch and since I didn't really have friends (my own doing) I spared myself the embarrassment of sitting alone at lunch. The hard part was convincing myself to go back to school and not skip the entire second half. I used to skip, but then the gossiping started so to avoid further penalties from the elders I'd go back.
After eating lunch with our butler and pool guy, I headed back to school.
I pulled into the lot behind the shiny Porsche but I parked several cars down and immediately got out and ran to the school, trying to get to my next class a little early.
The Cullen clan looked as the strange girl ran towards the school just as the bell rang.
"Maybe she has multiple personality disorder…" Zander mused as he looked at the girl's retreating figure.
Bella hit him behind the head, "If you're not going to say something useful keep your mouth shut."
He huffed in protest.
"Don't hit him yet. That could be a possibility."Edward said rubbing his chin, clearly in thinker mode.
"She already hit me you moron!" Zander scowled at Edward, who just shrugged.
"Why do we care about this human again?" Said Elizabeth, who had clearly inherited her aunt Rosalie's pigheadedness.
"You know if you paid attention half the time, I wouldn't have to explain shit to you." Renesmee scowled at her sister.
"Oh stop being bitter. We all know the only reason you're so sour is because you had to leave your precious flea bag in Washington." Elizabeth rolled her eyes while looking at her nails.
Renesmee crouched down and snarled.
"Damn it! Enough you two. Get to class." Bella snarled at them both.
Both girls walked to class trying hard not to snap at each other.
Bella pinched the bridge of her nose and groaned, "Where did we go wrong with them?"
"I'd say leaving them with Rose so much." Alice laughed halfheartedly.
"Elizabeth is just angry that she couldn't go with Rose and Emmett and Nessie misses Jacob." Jasper said deep in thought.
"They were both too young to be left to roam alone." Bella said firmly.
The vampires just nodded and made their way to their classes.
"We'll meet back by the cars. We have that dinner party thing to get to." Alice reminded everyone as she departed and headed towards her class.
So this was just a preview of something I wanted to try out. I doubt it will get anywhere. But there's a solid story behind it. Please review and tell me if you think I should continue…