*Elizabeth's POV

  "I gave birth to a freak!" Said mom's voice. She was looking at a four year old me after I threw a little tantrum because she wouldn't take me to get ice cream. I heard her voice but it was strange. Mom's mouth didn't move. She looked really upset though. Seeing tears in my mom's eyes I felt really sad now too and reached out to her. What is a freak? I thought, confused. I was unfamiliar with that word. It was the first time I heard mom say something like that.

  Mom's eyes widened and she took a step back. "No!" Shouted mommy's voice again, even though she had one of her hands pressed to her mouth as she backed away from me and tears rolled down her cheeks. I took a step in her direction with my tiny arms stretched towards her. I wanted her to pick me up so I could pat her to cheer her up like she always did to me. I wanted to hug my mom, but she turned and ran away. A moment ter I heard a loud bang.

  I followed after her. Maybe she wanted to py tag. Excited, I smiled. But when I got to the hall, she wasn't there. I waited. Expecting her to come back for me. We were going to the park, right? I thought and waited. My legs got tired as I waited so I sat on the floor but mom still wasn't coming.

  *

  My mother never came back. Late in the night that day, an officer found the little me sleeping on the floor by the front door. They came looking for me after they had found my mother's body. She had jumped from a bridge not far from where we lived. I never had a father. I was a little surprise gift from one of mom's trips to the Nethernds and she probably didn't know who my father was either.

  Therefore, I was put in foster home. I would travel through five different families before they'd give up and I ended up in an orphanage for good. It was always the same. Something would upset me and then the 'parents' would start to act strange and return me.

  It took me until I was almost fifteen to realize what was happening to me. When someone around me got upset, whether sad or angry, even if they felt really happy, I would be able to hear some of their thoughts. Unfortunately it went both ways. If I felt some strong emotion, I'd project my thoughts into other people's minds. Whoever I was looking at or thinking about if they were close by.

  Once I knew what was happening, I tried to keep it from happening because every time it did, I got moved. Try as I may, it happens from time to time. Last time was just recently. I broke the orphanage curfew and got into a fight with the staff when they found me just outside of the gate, making out with a guy. I was almost eighteen for fuck's sake! But I slipped up and they moved me yet again. Nobody was comfortable around a freak like me once they learned about my ability. This time I was relocated to a tiny town of Forks, state Washington.

  Today was my first day at Forks High. Yes, thanks to nearly constant moving I was a little behind with school. Not that I wouldn't have good grades. It was mostly my skipping of the important exams that kept me from graduating. I didn't really care anymore.

  The spectacle of a new addition to the school body. That was me, yet again. I was used to being new. But being constantly moved was also one of the reasons why I didn't really bother making friends. I liked interacting with people. But I knew I could be sent somewhere else to start over again at any time if I accidentally projected my thoughts to someone. The result of that was that eventually I just gave up looking for a deeper connection to anyone.

  I tried before, and it hurt to be looked at as if I had suddenly grown a second head by someone I cared for. Two years ago I had a boyfriend. He was a few years older than me and rode a bike. He was the coolest guy in the neighborhood. All the girls wanted him but for some reason, he wanted me. I was reluctant to let myself feel anything at first but in the end I fell for him.

  We dated for quite a while, made out a lot and one night I sneaked out to be with him. Everything was great. After we had sex I was so happy and wanted to tell him that I loved him. However, just then he looked at me like I was some freak of nature. Honestly, I was. When he hardly let me dress up before he kicked me out, I realized that he heard me before I said anything out loud.

  Heartbroken, I swore to not love anyone again. Apparently, guys somehow did find me attractive so when they showed interest in me, I entertained them for a bit to pass the time. I had just two rules for myself to avoid another slip up. No feelings and no sex.

  I was walking down the hall at my new school, looking into my schedule instead of where I was going. Ouch... For a second I thought I ran into a wall. But the wall turned out to be a guy with reddish brown hair and golden looking eyes. Gosh, just what did they feed you? Crossed my mind, rubbing my arm, but he didn't look particurly muscur.

  He was actually quite lean but by all means attractive. He was pale and his eye colour was simir to mine. I found him interesting. Until he called me Beth. Seriously? Is your memory so bad you have to call me only by half of my name? The worse half nonetheless. I hated when people shortened my name to something like Lizz, but Beth took the cake. I liked my name the way it was. It was the only thing from my mom I had left.

  "Fine Eddie, since we're talking... Would you happen to know where this css is?" I asked, pointing to my next css on the paper with my schedule. He looked like he knew his way around and I had no idea where I was supposed to go.

  That was the only thing I never got used to. People staring? Fine. People asking questions? No problem. Introducing myself to each new css? Ok. But navigating through the school? It usually took me close to a month to memorize where I should go for what subject. If I managed to stay in a current school for that long.

  "Eddie?" He lifted an eyebrow at me instead of an answer.

  What? You give me a nickname and I can't? I folded my arms. "If you're gonna call me Beth, I'm going to call you Eddie."

  He just kept looking at me for a while before finally answering my question. "Actually, I do happen to know where that is. I have English with Mr. Barns now too. Want me to show you the way?" Suddenly he touched my cheek. It was a really light touch but it surprised me. His fingers were also cold so I pulled away from them.

  "Umm... That would be great, thanks." I tried to smile at him. He was obviously interested in me and I wasn't totally opposed to spending some time with him. Especially if he could help me get around. "My sense of direction is uhh pretty much non-existent." I admitted and he chuckled.

  "If you want to, I can show you to other csses ter too." He offered, making me gnce at him beside me as we walked.

  "Really?" He didn't even know the rest of my csses. They might be different from his. But he just smiled at me and nodded. "Thanks." I grinned back. "You're a lifesaver." If he was willing, I'd be dumb to refuse his help. It would be nice to not spend the majority of my time searching the school for the correct cssroom.

  He truly showed me to two of my next csses. We shared them. The next one was different from his though. I expected him to just tell me where to go if anything at all. But he walked me all the way and then went to his own css. I was grateful. Even though it started to look like he really wanted to be around me and I had to remind myself of my own rules when my css ended and he was waiting for me in the hall.

  Maybe I could allow myself to have a friend... Nothing deep. Just friends. I told myself. When he wanted me to join him at lunch. "Sure, why not." I smiled at him and let him show me the way again. When we got into the cafeteria we bought our lunch. Well, I bought lunch. Edward got a bottle of water. "You're not eating?"

  "No, I... don't eat at school." He said awkwardly.

  "Ok...? You do you. I'm starving!" As much as I enjoyed human interaction, I spent a lot of time outside. Alone. Just me and nature. There was no risk of me causing myself to be sent somewhere new again when there was no one around me. Since I loved movement out in the fresh air, I was almost constantly hungry and simply loved food.

  Edward was showing me around the school all day today and I found myself just mindlessly following him to a table. When we got there, I realized that it wasn't empty. Not that I expected to be alone with him, but everyone seated at the table he brought me to was strangely simir to him. They were all quite pale and had the same golden-looking eyes. "Siblings?" I turned to look at Edward.

  If so, then this is one hell of an attractive family. Crossed my mind, feeling slightly out of pce. "Yes-" He went to answer me but got interrupted when I felt a little cold arms wrap around me. Is everyone here so cold or am I just that hotblooded? I wondered but quickly brushed the thought away.

  "Hello Elizabeth! I'm so gd to meet you." Excimed a melodic voice while I was hugged by a small dark haired girl.

  "Oh... Hey, umm...?" Hesitantly I hugged her back before she pulled away, looking at me with a cheerful expression. "She's finally here!" I caught her thought. Was she really so happy to meet me? I couldn't help but smile back at her. She was cute.

  "I'm Alice. This is Rosalie, Emmett and Jasper." She motioned to each person at the table as she introduced them. For whatever reason, Rosalie was gring at me. Emmett was grinning and lifted his hand in greeting. Jasper just stared at me as he lightly nodded.

  "Hi everyone." I greeted them and tried to ignore Rosalie's obvious hostility towards me. I was really tempted to gre back at her though. "Not another one, that idiot!" I could only guess it was Rosalie since I didn't hear her speak yet and tried to keep myself from snapping at her. What's her problem? She didn't know me and it wasn't like I wanted to join her family or anything. Not understanding why she hated me upon meeting me for the first time, I was getting irritated and knew that it was not good. I was going to screw up. It's just the first day, damn it. I groaned internally. When suddenly, I felt calm again. Like when I take a stroll alone.

  Something pulled my eyes back to Jasper. He was looking at me with curiosity. Meeting his gaze once more, I couldn't help but feel at ease. I rarely calmed down so completely. Jasper's golden eyes never left mine and I felt an inexplicable urge to hug him. Then I heard two things at once. Alice giggled, while Edward said something that made the least sense out of everything I heard or saw today. "Don't be afraid. Jasper won't hurt you."

  Holding eye contact with him for another second, I saw Jasper frown at the same time I did, before I turned to Edward. "What are you talking about? I'm not afraid of him." He looked confused at my statement and Emmett ughed.

  "I like her, can we keep her?" He said and ughed again while Rosalie scoffed, leaving the table. After that, I somehow managed to finish my lunch before the next bell.