The Sisters Twilight

3

"You're use to the cold? How? Were you up north with no source of heat, or what? Haha," Bella asks, sarcasm dripping heavily.

"Actually, yeah I was up north," I responded.

"Okay, well if we want to eat we should get going." Baby-face says.

Once I entered to cafeteria with Bella and baby-face, they started staring. Even the model-looking family.

If I ever need something from them, how would I ask? I thought to myself as I glanced at them.the bronze hair boy pointed to his temples.

You read minds boy?

He nodded.

Okay, cool. Quick question then I'm out of your head.

He nods again.

Is there a type of government for vampires?

He boys body froze, and the pixie-looking one snaps him out of it, then nods.

After school tell me where, I need their help. And is Bella you singer and mate?

The boy looks my way with a questionable face.

Is it harder to be around her because of her blood?

He nods once more.

That means that she is your blood singer.

His eyes go wide. This time the honey blond questions him why he surprised. He mutters his reply. "She's my mate and blood singer."

"Who is?" The buff looking boy-man asks.

"Isabella. Her sister is like us, but she..." boy starts.

"But what?" The blond female snaps.

"She wants to know where to find the Voltori."

"Wait what? Why?" Blondie asks with sadness.

"Not sure-" vampires are attacking a human army. MY army. "Oh," the boy started but I interrupted.

"What?" The honey blond one speaks.

"Vampires are attacking her army, a human one, and too many are dying or changing," the boy says.

"So, she never got a choice on the change?" Blondie asks with even more sadness.

Tell her not to pity my change. I growl lowly. If you want to talk to your family first just tell me tomorrow morning.

He nods to me and relays the message to the blond.

"Hey Alex, are you going to eat?" One of Bella's female friends that has glasses asks.

"No, I ate with dad before I came. Sorry if you did but mind telling your names?"

"My name is Angela," the girl with glasses introduces.

"Her name is Jessica," she points to the brunette girl beside her.

"Who is baby-face? The blond male?" I ask.

"Baby-face? Ha, well that's Mike Newton," Angela answers chuckling at the nickname.