A new vampire on the block

CHAPTER 9

Sadly I don't and probably never will own Twilight, or become a vampire.*lone tear*

EPOV

When she started reading the part I knew James, or whoever was him in the book, showed, I decided to ask questions.

"How could you taste the food?" I asked. "I mean, I could actually taste it through your mind."(A/N Does that make sense?)

Destiny sighed, putting her book down. "It's part of who I am," she explained. "I'm not your usual vampire, but that's all I'm saying until this weekend."

"So, we'll get to hear your history?" I asked. She nodded. I smiled, which got her to smile, which brought me to another question.

"What did Charlie mean by 'smiling again'?" This question had bugged me. I could see that she was smiling when she came, but Charlie knew something was wrong.

"People who know me can tell when my smiles aren't real," Destiny said. I looked at the image from Charlie's mind and I could tell what she meant. Although she's only been here for about two days, I could tell her smiled wasn't full, or real. "Any more questions?" She asked, smiling. I laughed.

"I'm good, but Alice and the other's will kill me if I don't bring you back downstairs," I said.

She laughed, and smiled again. This time, she was really smiling. We walked downstairs. The others acted like they didn't know what was going on, but we knew that they were listening for us.

"Are you okay?" Esme asked, worry evident.

Destiny nodded her head. "Don't worry, Esme, I just needed time to think. I'm perfectly fine," she said, sitting down on the chair she was sitting in earlier. Emmett and Jasper were flipping through channels. Rose and Alice were talking with Bella about the movie, while Carlisle and Esme were listening to all of us. Renesmee was with Jacob.

"HEY!" Emmett yelled. All of us looked, and saw Destiny drop her book. It landed closed, no mark.

"Emmett, that as a really good part too," Destiny said, picking it up.

"Sorry," Emmett said, looking sheepish. "I just wanted you guys to see this." He pointed to the TV and it was on the news. The headline shocked us.

"Group of teens, killed on trip to Italy," Bella read. We couldn't take our eyes away.

"Turn it off," Destiny said, standing up. The TV was off, and Esme was standing next her.

"What's wrong?" she asked. Destiny shook her head. She took deep breaths. I looked toward Jasper, and he seemed frustrated. Edward, he thought. I looked at him quizzically. She's sad, but angry. I don't know why. He answered. I tried to read her mind and found she was worrying about her other vampire family.

"I just don't want to think about the Volturi, right now," Destiny said. She looked up, her eyes, saying everything.

"Sorry, Des," Emmett said. Destiny shook her head.

"I overreacted," she said.

Everyone quieted down and returned to what they were doing. It continued like this until 9 o'clock in the morning.

"I'm going to call Charlie, tell him about this weekend," Destiny said. We nodded, listening to her conversation. I sat at the piano gently playing.

DPOV

I dialed Charlie's number. It rang for four times, when there was shuffling at the other end.

"Swan residence," Charlie's gruff voice said. I giggled, it sounded like he just woke up.