His Violet Eyes

Prologue

Brooklyn was sketching as she thought about a beautiful view. Her sister was soaking the sun in as they waited for their mother. Today, Brooklyn was finally moving away from Phoenix, from all the attention, just to start fresh. The only thing she would miss is her mother. "Brooklyn, baby, do you have everything?"

Brooklyn looked up at her mother with her violet eyes and nodded. "Yes I do, but I don't know about Bella."

"I'll ask her." Renee said as she kissed her daughter's head. "Brooke, I know your nervous, but maybe there is someone there who will show you that it's okay to be different." Brooklyn smiled. "Now I believe it's time for us to go."

"Okay."

"Are you sure about this?" Renee asked Bella once Bella walked over to them.

"Yes."
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The twins arrived in Seattle. Brooklyn was already getting the attention that she didn't want. Bella squeezed her hand making her look. "Ignore them Brooke." Bella tells her.

"I wish I could." Brooklyn replies as she grabbed her bags and saw Charlie. "Dad's here." Bella nodded and walked towards him. Brooklyn smiled as she hugged her dad. "Hi dad."

"Hey Brooke." Charlie replied. "Bella." Bella nodded. "Here let me get your bags." Brooklyn followed her father as she didn't want to be stared at anymore. Charlie sighed knowing his youngest hated her eyes and wished for someone to come and show her she's special. 

"I hate the stares." Brooklyn mumbled. Bella and Charlie looked at the girl with sympathy. Brooklyn never like the stares ever since she opened her eyes as a baby. Bella watched as Brooklyn got in the back of the cop car. Brooklyn got her sketch book out and started sketching. She let her mind drift to the golden eye boy she's started seeing when she turned sixteen.
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Brooklyn sighed in relief as the house came into view. She couldn't wait to get in and away from the stares. Charlie knew Brooklyn would like to be in her room. "Brooklyn, your know where your room is." Brooklyn nodded and walked to her room.

Brooklyn smiled as she saw her room. She sighed in relief once she saw her old room and laid one the bed. Bella walked in and saw her sister. "Are you okay?"

"Not really." Brooklyn replies. "I hope that moving here will be different and no one will look at my eyes."

"Wear contacts." Bella said making Brooklyn look at her. "Oh! I forgot that the contacts don't last long."

"Nope." Brooklyn said. "I also hate to wear sunglasses because I hate people looking at me as if I'm blind."

"They don't." Bella reassured her sister.

"Have you seen the way they look at the blind." Bella shook her head. "They look at them with disgust. I hate how people these days treat others and I'm afraid to be treated that way."

Charlie walked in with a smile. "Girls, can the two of you come out side." Brooklyn nodded as she walked with her father and Bella followed them.
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In the forest of Forks lives a coven of vampires. Three with mates as two don't. Emmett and Edward. Emmett wants someone to love him for him and not be scared of what he is. Edward doesn't care much as he knew that there was a slight possibility that his mate might be human.

Alice smiled as she was flipping through a magazine. She stopped on a page with a violet blouse that triggered her vision. She saw a girl with violet eyes smiling up at Emmett who showed nothing, but love. Alice came out of her vision and smiled.

"What did you see?" Damon asked her.

"Emmett's soulmate is here." Alice replied with a smile.

"Soulmate?" They all questioned.

"She was born special." Alice tells the and looks at Emmett. "She's perfect, Emmett."

Emmett smiled. "What does she look like?" He asked. Damon also wanted to know.

Alice smiled at him. "She's beautiful, sweet, and has the most beautiful violet eyes."

"Violet eyes?" Carlisle said. "She must be special."

"I think her eyes are violet for a reason and maybe it was to tell us she's Emmett's soulmate." Rosalie pointed out. Emmett could care less about her eyes as his mate was finally home.
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Brooklyn sat in her room as she continued to sketch the picture of the golden eyed boy. She didn't know why she was seeing him or why she felt drawn to him. Brooklyn felt at ease with the sketch. She could tell he didn't live her for her eyes, he loved her for her and showed her that she was truly special. "Tomorrow will be fine." She told herself as she looked in the mirror and sighed. "Or not."