Fanfiction: Invisibility Chapter 2

-Insanity's Partner

Rated T

BPOV

Invisibility. It's a nice little power. One of the ones I'd rather enjoyed at first. I have many, many powers, and new ones just keep appearing. Some leave, but they usually come back.

I believe my personal favorite was mind reading… Or maybe the visions of the future…

But my all all-time favorite was invisibility. Although, it wasn't complete invisibility… It wasn't 'HAHA! YOU CAN'T SEE ME' invisibility… It was merely the 'out of sight, out of mind' clause, working at its best. It was simply the power to keep myself out of other people's thoughts, and remain unnoticed.

It's funny, because I never really knew how much I used that power until I walked into my first hour French class, and saw, with surprise and anguish that hit me like a gym bag full of bricks, a certain Edward Cullen, sitting next to the only open seat.

I woke up that morning, and while that might seem odd, it really won't seem so strange to you later on. I dressed quickly, and went to see my brother Donte, a 200 year old punk with a faint British accent. He placed his hand on my shoulder, to tell me to keep myself calm.

He was the opposite of a mind reader. He could project thoughts onto people. But he needed physical contact for it to work on me… That's just the way I am, though. Usually I can block everyone else, but Donte is strong. He knows me well… But not well enough.

I was made into a vampire 6 years after he left. Victoria almost killed me, and they found me and saved me. I had already been bitten, so they just let it happen. And now I was part of their family.

My family was Dani, a feisty red head, with a temper problem; Jakkob, my 'father', who had a VERY thick French accent. I picked up French living in the same house as him; Janet, my 'mother', who is also French. Donte, whom they found in London some two hundred years ago. And Jalin. She was only 15 when they changed her. But to their intense surprise, she didn't mind in the least. She was GLAD to be changed.

I don't know much about all of them. I'm closest to Donte, though he'd only ever been my brother. All I know is that the rest of them are well over 100 years old, except for Jalin, who isn't a year over 40.

And they were all rich. Multi-trillionairs. But that's what happens when you're over 1000 years old, with more antiques than you know what to do with.

I looked in the mirror, applying my black eye-liner, and my black lipstick.

As ironic as it might sound, I was in-fact, a Goth. (Or as the jealous preps liked to call me: The Gothic Bitch.)

Who'd have thought Bella Swan would ever become a gothic? But it doesn't matter. I'm not Bella Swan anymore.

I'm Callen CullLaMort. (A/N: Think of it this way: Her first name is Cullen, only with an A, and her last name is Cull- and the French translation for death. Make more sense? Oh, and you pronounce it: Kay-lin, kuh-lah-mort. )

I slipped on the black mini-skirt, and played up the fish-net stockings today, deciding to play up my shockingly long and gorgeous legs. I put on a Black halter top, but grabbed a black leather jacket to go with it.

Then I grabbed the keys to my black Porsche and waited in the car for Jalin and Donte.

When they finally arrived, I was surprised to see Jalin doing the gothic thing too.

"Well, Jalin. Finding your inner-self today?" I snickered.

"First impressions are always the most important." She smiled maliciously. She might have been middle-aged, but becoming a Vampire freezes your mind and body in whatever mental state it's in. Jalin was frozen as a trouble-making, fifteen year-old with a knack for pulling evil pranks on those that cross her. Easy enough to say, we don't very much like to get in the way of her when she wants something.

Donte looked the same as usual. He did not make any effort to stand out, did not make any effort to draw attention to himself. He didn't need to. He was absolutely gorgeous. Almost as much as… but I couldn't bring myself to say his name.

But because of Jalin taking so long, we were already late for first hour. I didn't honestly mind missing any of my classes, I found it utterly boring. It's not like I didn't already know it all.

So I was surprised when I could smell the other vampires as we entered the school grounds. It was strange, sensing they were there, and knowing that I'd probably have to meet them eventually. And knowing they'd probably say something about my red eyes. Which was something I'd never lost after the first year...? Somehow, my eyes never changed to gold. For a while, I tried wearing contacts, but those were amazingly annoying, so I ditched the thought, and told everyone that asked that they were colored contacts… But it didn't work so well on other vampires.

I yawned, and pulled into an open parking spot.

We all made our way to the front office, understanding the look on the receptionist's face as she greeted us.

Great. Two gothics and a British god… But they are good looking, aren't they? The receptionist thought as she went to retrieve our schedules. She reminded me so much of Ms. Cope.

She passed us our schedules. I noticed I only had two classes with Jalin, and four with Donte. And the class I don't have with either, first hour, I could probably just skip most of the time.

I made my way over to the language building, hoping more than anything that something could happen that would be a good reason to go home. But as I got closer to the room, I could hear the loud, angry thoughts of the French teacher, and thought that maybe it might be worth staying today if there was some action involved today… Maybe watch someone get kicked out.

I opened the door and stepped in.

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