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Jessica L
Our time here in Alaska is fairly peaceful so far. Everyone seems to be enjoying themselves, including myself. That is when I am avoiding Tanya's never ending love overtures. We all appreciate the Denali's for opening their home and land to us and especially for being so gracious about it. It has been a nice reprieve for all of us.
Tanya, Kate and Irina are considered to be sisters, although like us, they are really only related in vampire terms. Their vampire creator, whom they consider their mother, was destroyed thousands of years ago. Sasha- their mother- was punished by the Volturi for creating a vampire child, which is one of the worst vampire laws to break. The three never really healed from the hurt of losing their mother in such a traumatic way, and the bond of it has brought them closer. It also made them very strict on vampire laws, and therefore they understand very clearly why we were in such a hurry to leave our home.
Carmen and Eleazer also have an understanding for the laws, but for different reasons. Eleazer used to work for the Volturi. He was one of them. His special ability is that he is able to seek out a person's talent, whether vampire or human, and tell what a vampire's special ability is or is going to be. However, after some time with the Volturi, he didn't agree with certain methods of their behavior, and chose to leave. His respect for the law stuck with him. Carmen is much softer and more compassionate. She follows the law because it is so, and for no other reason, except perhaps because Eleazer believes in it.
We are very welcome here, and it has been fun. It is nice to be around others of our kind, especially others who live the way we do. It is secluded here, and we are able to live and hunt freely. There is a wide variety of animals to choose from, the boring deer are gone, and we dont have to wait for the seasons to get mountain lion- although there are not mountain lions here there is plenty to keep me entertained. There are grizzly bears, black bears, moose, caribou, and wolves here but Emmett is most excited about the grizzlies. The bears are probably the most abundant animal we have seen. There are also eagle hawks as well, and if we really want to be entertained, we can try to jump up and catch one.
Of course the cold doesn't bother us, we can make snow angels (isn't that ironic) and have snowball fights, and go sledding. We do all the things here that people would typically see us do and wonder at our speed. Vampire baseball has nothing on vampire skiing, of course we can't do it on regular skiis, we have to make our own or they would break under the pressure of our immaculate skiing skills. We also have discovered that we can build crazy snow forts in a fairly quick amount of time and have snow wars. It has been a blast. It is like being a child again, only no mother is telling you to come in before your feet get frostbite.
Tanya has been attached at my hip half of the time. She is very playful, and fun to be around. She jokes with me, throws snowballs at my head, and helps build lopsided snowmen. She is an excellent baseball player, and she skiis like there is no tomorrow. She understands the meaning of the word thrill, that is for sure. Tanya is entertaining to say the least. It is what I hear in her thoughts that gets to me though. I am not sure if anyone has let her in on my ability, so I feel bad for what I hear, but it is almost impossible not to hear it.
She is falling harder for me the more she is around me. She is attracted not only to my looks, for whatever reason- it isn't like every vampire is good looking- but also because I am extremely talented for a vampire. She seems to find my multitude of hobbies to be a good thing. She likes that I have read a thousand books, have an interest in art, play the piano, etc. She even takes an interest in the fact that I have almost every body style of car built between the early 1900's to 1950's. It almost seems genuine although Esme says the word for this is lust. She is in lust with me. I have not experienced this before, and although it is flattering, it is annoying as well.
Of course she is beautiful, curvy, smart, and funny. But I am just not looking for a mate. The more she throws herself at me, the more turned off I am. I am trying to let her down gently, and be nice to her nonetheless, but it is hard. Especially with seeing her thoughts, some of them as innappropriate as they are, it is very hard. I don't like seeing her undress myself. It is very weird looking naked through someone else's eyes, and frankly, she doesn't do me justice in that department. Not that she needs to know that, it would only encourage her. I will keep being the nice boy who just isn't on the availability list for now, and maybe she will back off soon. She is driving me crazy. Did I say that already?
Anyway, I think a snowball just hit my window. I better go join the fight. Be back later.
by
Jessica L
Well its been a week and the girls haven't slowed down their Edward Operations at all. All of the Cullens are teasing me about it and it seems to be the running joke at home. Even Carlisle thinks it is funny. The only one who isn't giving me a hard time is Esme. Tanya called the other day to offer her services, saying she would come down to play the role of my "hot college girlfriend." I told her I would pass on that offer, but thanks. I was glad I couldn't read her thoughts over the phone. Like I didn't have enough on my hands as it is, the last thing I needed was another dumb girl.
The Cullen house party was interesting, however. The decorations were incredible, there were mini sandwiches, little deli rolls, chips with assorted dips, fruit punch (which someone spiked half-way through the party and Esme replaced without being seen) and a couple other finger-food types of things that I really didn't want to smell. Human food tastes like dirt to me, therefore I avoid it as much as possible.
Music was my responsibility. I hauled all of my records down from my room and played the role of deejay all night. I was more than happy to do the job, as it got me in one corner and unable to have the Ed-girls try to pull me away. I also strategically placed a fan behind me to help blow any human scents away from my nose, but the nose plugs Carlisle made for us worked surprisingly well.
Alice flitted about the room, making casual conversation, being friendly in ways that would probably end come Monday. She dragged Jasper along with her, grumbling. I knew that despite his appearance of looking like he didn't want to socialize, he was constantly emitting his aura of calm onto others. Always making things go smooth. Rosalie and Emmett were curled up into each other on the couch, ignoring everything and everyone. Not that I was surprised. In fact, I found it quite humorous because it was quite the typical teenage thing to do. I did cause a little bit of gossip, however, not that Rosalie would care. I think she preferred to be the center of the gossip rather than on the outside of it.
The most interesting thing happened when some idiot decided to take a running head start and grab the hanging lamp in the middle of the living room, hanging from it and yelling like a chimpanzee. It was fitting, this was about what he looked like- a big, heavy, hairy kid with overalls and a green shirt and heavy boots with dark hair. It didn't last long before the lamp caved under his weight, sending them both crashing down onto the coffee table below him, smashing it into pieces. One of the pieces splintered his back, causing a semi-bloody mess all over the boy and the floor.
All of us vampires tensed immediately, and before anyone noticed, Esme and Carlisle were in the room as well. Jasper stood behind Alice, who seemed almost as though she was holding him back. His thoughts were clear- he could see every drop of blood dripping off the boy- and it looked good- but he didn't want to disappoint Alice. Alice wasn't tempted in the slightest. Thank Carlisle for those noseplugs. Rosalie and Emmett were somewhere in the middle- trying to decide how to go after the boy with all these people in the room and at the same time trying to control the urge. I was tempted, but not as much as Rosalie and Emmett were. Esme was completely calm, and she started ushering people out the door and to their cars. Carlisle immediately hovered over the boy and offered to help him, waving us away behind him.
Carlisle's obvious hand gesture seemed to work like a magic charm. Or more like a father shaming his children. Either way, any temptation we had felt before was gone now. We all felt foolish now. And stupid for thinking we could throw a party in our home without Esme and Carlisle in the room in the first place.
What a dumb boy. As I was thinking it, so was Rosalie.
"How dumb are you? You thought that lamp could hold your fat body? My ceiling is made of steel?" She practically yelled at the poor kid.
"Rosalie." Carlisle cautioned.
"No wonder you have no friends." The kid told her back flatly, and the rest of us laughed. Rosalie didn't find it so funny. At least it ended the conversation.
Carlisle patched the kid up, it didn't need much more than a few bandages, no stitches or anything. It wasn't much more than a few scrapes and bruises. Then we sent the kid on his way with some apologies and some party food. He was happy by the time he left, and we were more than hospitable. We all knew that wouldn't be happening again any time soon, though.
It didn't take long to clean up after the party was over, including the ceiling/table mess. Our super speed comes in handy for times like these, I suppose. Of course, we all went out and hunted that night. It was a must. Aside from that, everything has been calm. The rest of the weekend has flown by, and I am not so eager to get back to school. I guess I will be back when I have more to write about. That's it for now.
by
Jessica L
Things are pretty boring these days on the college front. I have been attending classes, hanging out with Alice and Jasper on campus, and being a regular guy. It is very weird to be looked at like everyone else. This is the first time since my creation- since any of our creation actually- that we haven't turned any heads. People really don't notice us in any odd way. It is hard to get used to, almost like losing a part of your personality.
The women here are all over me also, but not in the obsessive, girly way the high school group I had to deal with earlier was. These women are older and more direct, more intense. I have learned how to get certain things from them, such as if I need access to the library after hours, or a coffee for the professor when I don't have any money on hand. It surprises me how often a professor will just pick a student out of the front row and order them to leave class to fetch them a coffee or a water. I stopped sitting in the front row a month or two into the first semester.
Anyway, at first I felt bad for manipulating women like this, and then I started dissecting it further. I wondered why I was able to do this. None of the others seem to do it and I wondered if it was a power unique to me. I didn't want to tell anyone what I was doing, however, as it didn't seem very nice. I wasn't really forcing anyone to do anything. I was merely leaning closer to the woman, making sure their heart beat faster and their ability to think started getting fuzzy, and then I asked for what I wanted. It usually worked. The first few tries were trials. Practices. Then I knew what I was doing. The women seem more than happy to oblige to my needs.
After a while, my curiosity about the whole thing got the better of me, and I couldn't keep quiet about it any longer. I finally confided in Carlisle about what I was doing. I tried to read his thoughts as I was telling him about my adventures, but all I was getting from him was surprise. Then imagine my shock when he started laughing. He actually laughed at me.
He said that he was surprised that it took me so long to figure this little trick out. It was the oldest vampire trick in the book. Human manipulation. It sounded horrible when he said it, of course. Then he really knocked my socks off. He said the Denali sisters were true professionals at it. They manipulated men like an art form. In fact, their exploits with men caused the Denali sisters to grow quite fond of men in general, which gave them a love for the human kind, and in turn, a sense of guilt when they fed on humans- especially the men they found to be so amazing in the first place. I had heard the short version of that story, but this version was much better.
Carlisle went on to say that there were always times when vampires needed to use a little sense of "charm" to get their way with the humans. Sometimes, if he had a particularly difficult patient it came in handy. The trick was to know the difference between when to use it and when to use your conscience. Carlisle was also surprised that I hadn't discovered this sooner, but after some contemplation on the matter, he figured that my lack of interest in the opposite sex probably distracted me from trying to manipulate them, or ask them for anything. Therefore I wouldn't have discovered this neat little trick.
The funny thing is that Carlisle is going crazy trying to document all my stories, asking me every detail about every time I've used any form of persuasion on a human. He finds it truly fascinating to combine the natural ability of vampire persuasion with my extra talent of mind reading. Surprise surprise. Anything to give Carlisle something to study I suppose. Now he has me asking a girl for something silly once a week. Last week I asked this woman at the cafeteria for a free piece of apple pie. I don't even eat. She gave it to me of course, then I had to pretend it was the most delicious thing. All for Carlisle. He got such a laugh out of it. Next week I will be smarter about my choices, but the cafeteria was right there, and the day was almost over. Oh well.
I guess that's it for now. I am tired of writing, so I should probably sign off. I am working on a new song that needs my attention anyway. Better get back to it.
by
Jeanne McDonald
After the 'love-fest' and forgiving Jasper for his accident was over, I went upstairs to be alone with my thoughts. I figured I would do some homework, listen to some music and maybe read. All things that keep me calm. It was working until I heard Esme watching the news. I went downstairs to see what had her so upset.
Everyone was gathered around the TV. Alice was holding Jasper tightly and there it was on the news. A story about the missing hiker. There was a major search party for him. He just so happened to be the mayor's son. The mayor announced that he was offering a very large reward for his son's find and return. In that moment we all knew what needed to be done.
Immediately Carlisle went upstairs to resign his post. I was calling the movers to get the house packed up. Esme started going through everything deciding where we would move to next. Rosalie and Emmett went off to hunt. Alice took Jasper upstairs to get him calmed down. It was moving day and we all had our jobs to do.
I heard Esme thinking we should just go back to Denali. It had been awhile since we lived there. I personally thought it was a good idea. I couldn't stand the thought of going through high school again so soon. As always by the time the movers arrived everything was packed that needed to packed. We normally leave the houses furnished and just take the things that are personal.
Carlisle agreed that we had been gone long enough from Denali that it would be a great place to go. So we directed the movers to our new destination and set out for our new home.
I made sure to stop by the school before leaving town. I wanted to check one more time on Jaymie before leaving Chicago. I knew she had been through a lot and I felt in a way that she was my responsibility. I walked in the halls feeling sort of nostalgic and looked into her classroom. Her thoughts were content and happy. I was completely relieved by that. She seen me looking in the classroom and gave me a shy wave. I smiled and waved back. Her thoughts thanked me again as she smiled and turned her attention back to the front of the class. In that moment I knew she would be ok and turned around and left.
So here we are going to Denali. I'm excited but at the same time I'm worried. I'll have to face Tanya again. I wonder if she has gotten over her obsession with me? I'll write again when we get there.
