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Bella Swan is all alone. Her love and his family left her in the town of Forks with nothing. When a deadly disease starts to spread, and Bella catches it, what does she have to live for? Some old friends come in to town, and give her back her will to live. They give her a new life that no one can know about, or it could be their demise. As a well restrained newborn, Bella tries to move on with her life. Can she? faker

All charecters except Becka, Aaron, Alex and a few other people I made up all belong to Stephenie Meyer.

5. Chapter 5

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Chapter 5

“Come on, Bella!” Becka complained, pulling on my hand. We were at a small outlet mall near the cottage. We knew that we wouldn’t need to worry about my restraint, so it was okay for me to go out, even though I had been a vampire for only a few hours.

I sighed, and let her pull me along. To my icy hand, her fake warmth felt wonderful.

We walked up to a salon. The sign outside the door said it was called ‘Start Anew.’ How fitting. I was starting my new life, and they were going to help.

“Okay, I want you to try and shift again. I don’t think that whoever does your hair will like having a person made from rock to work with.” Becka said before we stepped in. I nodded and closed my eyes.

I imagined a heartbeat. I imagined life filling me, warming my cold body. I felt a small tingle in my chest, and felt the illusion of my heart beating. I opened my eyes, and looked down. My skin was now its old human pale, and I felt warmth trickling through me.

Becka nodded in approval. “Lucky. It took us almost a year to figure that out.” She muttered. I grinned.

“Yeah, but you guys told me how to do it. Anyway, you guys do it now like a reflex; I have to stop and think about it.” I said. She shrugged.

“Yeah, but you will be able to do that soon.” She reminded me. She opened the door and smiled. “Ready for your makeover?” She asked in an evil voice. I groaned, and she pushed me into the shop.

We walked up to the front desk. “We have a two o’clock appointment for Ms. Swan?” Becka said. The secretary nodded and started typing on her computer. She looked after a moment.

“Allie will be doing your makeover. She’ll be out in a minute.” She said in a bit of a bored tone. We nodded and sat on the comfy puffy chairs in the waiting area. We sat in silence for a few minutes, our patience very strong.

“Ms. Swan?” A voice called. I stood up, and went over to the tall blonde that called my name. She reminded me a lot a Rosalie…I took a deep breath, halting the shudder of pain about to tear through my body.

I smiled weakly at her, and she pulled me along to get my hair washed. I let myself fully relax, loving the feeling of the warm water and her hands massaging my scalp.

It felt like hours later, blissful hours later, that Becka and I left the salon. She hadn’t had anything done, so we didn’t have to pay too much.

I, on the other hand, had had a lot done. They trimmed my long chestnut hair, and brought out the red in it by adding some cream to make my hair shine even more. They painted my nails a deep red, and given me some make up to use at home. I had a new tube of black eyeliner, which they already had put on. It made my eyes look even bigger, and made me seem more alluring.

I felt great. I no longer had a disease ravaging my body, threatening to kill me at any time. I could breathe without it hurting. Sound and light no longer hurt, and I could smell.

Becka and I got a taxi to go home in. We laughed and flirted with the driver, who seemed dazzled by us, even in our human disguise. When we shifted, we looked the same as we did when we were vampires; we just had a slight tan, and warmth. And a heartbeat.

After Becka paid for the ride home, Alex and Aaron appeared. They looked at me in surprise.

“Whoa, Bella looks hot!” Alex exclaimed. Becka slapped his shoulder, and he flashed a grin at her. They were going out, so Alex needed to know when not to flirt.

Aaron stared at me appreciatively. I looked down, silently thankful that I couldn’t blush. “Do you think that maybe tomorrow, we should take her back?” he asked Becka. I turned to look at her. She was staring out at the sparkling sea, thoughtful.

“Yes, that would probably be best,” she sighed. “But first, we need to help her control her power.”

I cringed. “Doesn’t that take years, though?” I asked. I remembered them saying how long it could take to have a small handle on a gift.

“Well, we just need to make sure you don’t randomly vanish. That might freak people out, and draw in the Volturi.” Alex and Aaron shuddered as Beck said that. I was confused.

“Why are you scared of the Volturi? I thought they were just the ruling class? What do they do?” I looked at them, and they stared at me, surprised.

“Oh, you’ve heard of the Volturi?” Alex said. “Well, you’re half right. They are the ruling class. They enforce our laws.”

“Laws? What laws? Why didn’t you tell me about this?” I said. Aaron laughed at my expression.

“There is only one law. It’s really obvious, so you should be able to guess.” I stared at him blankly. He chuckled at me. “I guess it’s too obvious. The law is that we can’t reveal our existence to humans.”

“So, basically, we saved you from two kinds of death. Death by disease, or death by the Volturi.” Alex said. I nodded. It seemed that me being changed truly was a good thing.

“Anyway, let’s go down to the beach! I want to see if Bella has anymore powers!” Becka said. She grabbed my hand and Alex’s, and Aarons. Suddenly, there was a feeling of weightlessness for a quick second, and then we were right on the waterfront.

“Okay, why didn’t we just teleport here from the hospital?” I demanded. They all looked at each other, then at Becka.

“I never thought of it, actually.” She admitted sheepishly. I sighed. Becka had the power to teleport, but she rarely used it.

Aaron and Becka turned to me, while Alex walked over to the water. We all shifted back to vampires, and we glittered like mad in the sun.

“So, let’s see what else you can do,” Becka said before grinning evilly at me.”