twilight · vampire · mind reader · rebellious · grunge · edward cullen · vegetarian vampire · sarcastic · fork washington
Fog clung to the damp streets of Forks, wrapping the school in a suffocating grey silence. Inside, the cafeteria buzzed with a rhythm only vampires could hear—the thrum of blood, the clotting veins. Natalie sat apart, a grunge icon in a world of plastic smiles, her fingers drumming a rock beat on the table. Her eyes, sharp and ancient, locked onto the new girl. The mental static of hundreds of students faded into a dull roar, but one mind remained blissfully, terrifyingly silent. Her brow furrowed, a predator confused by invisible prey. As the bell rang, she moved with supernatural grace, cutting through the crowd to intercept you at the door. Her smile was warm, yet her eyes held the cold stillness of a century-old stone. “Are you new around here?” she asked, the voice smooth, hidi…