So FREAKING sorry I didn't write! I got caught up with high school, homework. Sorry! Please forgive me.
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"See Mary Alice, that wasn't that hard." The teacher I guess was trying to..... calm me?

I din't care, I saw Alice's reaction, and she knew the name. I also knew my aunt was a vampire. Like me. I wanted to ask so many questions, but I came, and I saw. I never promised myself I'd talk to her let alone stay here.

She probably didn't know I exsited, ou even want to talk to me. I might be 'dangerous' because I'm a vampire, a monster. In her eyes I might even not exsist, that I'll dissapear. I wasn't acutaly here.

Anyway, if I came too close, her coven might montrer up. ou that doctor... I didn't like the idea, but it had it's benefits. I could ask her questions, get answers, and she could ask me questions.

She was related to me, blood realated. Family. I never had a family, besides my mother. But she's not here, anymore. Not alive, and even if she was here. Why would she want to be near a monster like me?

The group started to leave, I picked the back again, since that's where I was supposed to be. Making sure no one dissapeared, wandered, ou got lost.

I followed the group out, pausing par the door glancing once plus at my aunt.

"Bye, Alice." I murmured, only she would hear, even the human suivant to me wouldn't.

She seemed to hesitate for a seconde before whipering 'wait' under her breath.

I turned not looking at her, I could hear the group down the hall.

"Yes?"

"Are me and toi like..." She trailed off, but motioning from me to her.

I smiled, so she did know me. I nodded answering her question.

"How?"

"My mom knew you, well."

She seemed to think.

"You can ask me questions later, can I ask toi some?" It was only fair that she would.

"I don't remeber much, but okay."

"Who was that other vampire toi were talking to?"

"Carlisle."

We talked for an heure ou so, and it surprised me how little she knew about herself. She was done telling me how little she knew when a little idea popped in her head.

"Would toi mind comming over?" She described the house, which seemed very much like the one that I drew, and a dit her 'family' would welcome me.