He leaned over me and said,"You don't know what's out there, nothing you've seen can compare with what is out there. You stand no chance."

"I can handle myself thank you. I survived the night Dad was killed, I think I could do it again." I said and grabbed the door to leave. His hand shot out and grabbed my arm. He looked down and saw the scars on my upper arm from the vampires nails.

"Where did you get those?" He said.

"Let. Go. Of. Me." I growled.

Everyone was in the living room now. He didn't move. I tried to struggle to get away, but it didn't work. I glared at him and clenched my fists.

"Sam, maybe you should let her go." Embry said.

"Shut it." Sam told him.

"Look, no matter how much I don't like you, your still my brother, don't make me hurt you." I said.

I heard the guys laugh. Fine, it seems to me that my new found strength will come in handy, but I can't expose myself too much.

"Tell me how you got those scars, and I will let you go?" He said.

What can it hurt?

"I got in a fight with someone. I had the upper hand, when we got interrupted. He didn't like it and grabbed my arm. It was nothing." I told him hoping he would buy my half lie. There was no way I could have survived against a vampire.

He waited for a min before letting me go. I took off out the door and jumped in my baby. See there is a reason I didn't fly. I would never leave my 69' Chevy Corvette Stingray Convertible. I restored it myself.

I drove around till I came to a parking lot near a beach. The sign said First Beach. I reached over to the glove box to pull out a stack of paper's that I printed out from the Internet and a Zippo lighter. I reached around my seat and grabbed my metal baseball bat. I looked at it and sighed. It was all bent out of shape. It had been bent almost in half from the night my dad died, but I put it in a vise and straightened it up as much as I could. I would have to get another one till I transformed. This one will only last so long.