aurora- a different (twilight) saga

chapter two: non vitae, sed scholae discimus

Since Amadeus changed me I have changed. Not much but a little. Sleep is not anymore necessary so I had more time for reading and studying. This was actually my only escape from this lonesomness.

Languages were my favourite since mom told me once that with every language we become another person. Art and History are my other favourite subjects. I love the ancient egyptian history with all the myths and magic. Grandma told me once that my soul must be an old one cause I have been allways into this kind of stuff. Now I know. It was my fate my path to go.

My thoughts where turning to the myth about Isis my favourite egyptian goddess. I have to do more research about her when the first light touched the cover of my bed.

I could get up now. Charlie wouldn't notice. He got home at 3 am in the morning. I heard him and faked sleeping when he entered my room for checking on me.

I was wondering if my car has arrived yesterday. I totally forgot to ask about it. Thats actually weird. Vampires never forget a thing- I thought to myself and went to shower.

Hm. What should I wear? Oh I hate all this cloth. Mom was very scary sometimes. She tried to put me wear all this designers on. But it wasn't me.. I love to wear vintage and some self made cloth. I just put my favourite black top and my black boot cut jeans on. Lets try not to get too fancy for first day at school.

I went downstair into the brilliant white kitchen. It hasn't changed in the last 18 years. My mom was all into the hyper modern furniture since her youth. While I and charlie loved old stuff. I think I am more the kind of the antique furniture- has this something to do with my fate?

This house was kind of a cross over modern antique storage. My mom left charlie when I was about a year old. She hated this small town. She wanted more from life. The first years of our escape from the "green Hell" as Renee named Forks we didn't have had a lot of money. She worked hard. 2 Jobs and College till the first Job came by... She gave me everything I named but I was as she always said very self deprecating person. There for she got me my baby...

I made breakfast for charlie and went outside to the shelter which was next to charlies garage. I opened the old wooden door. The sun had dried the old oak totally out. Light came into the darkness and then I saw it. I could smell it. There was my baby. I loved this car. I got it from mom for my seventeenth birthday. There was my black S.S. 100 a jaguar it was quite a classic. I felt a glint in my eyes. Hopefully the rain will not damage this car at all. I was so happy. It was another escape from lonesomeness and my sweet Independence.

Happily I walked in human speed back into the house. I took a look at the old clock next to our fireplace. It sad 7:30 am I think I should go now and left a message for Charlie. Breakfast is ready. Have a lovely day. Love B

And then I rushed into my jaguar...

It felt like fire burning through my body. I was happy. I am in my car listening to my favourite music when I reached the parking lot.

Well, well Seneca lets see if you were right-

Non Vitae, sed scholae discimus

The parking lot showed a lot of moderate cars. Non very expensive except for a shiny silver swedish car.. huh well the first type was quite nice "Jacob" was a quite good car though I thought.

Next to this silver Volvo I saw an M3. Not that bad. Seemed tuned .huh I think I will find some mechanic friends in this school...

When I passed these cars I smelled the same scent I smelled yesterday night in the forrest. Unbelievable- I thought. Are their others? My kind? My brain rushed from one conclusion to another. I sighed.

Then I recognized the looks of the students who were starring at me like I was another wonder of the world. Why do they react like that. I hated it when I was human and now I hate it the same way.

"Breath Bella, breath" I murmured and looked for the student office.