I was migrating my cars to my new home in the place I had detested as a human. I was going straight back to Forks to face my fears. I was driving by at least 50 mph, because unlike /him, I didn't have built in radar to detect a sheriff. It had been ninety-two years ago to this day that /he/ had left me. I never used /his/ name unless it was important. I lived alone, only moving when needed, which was when I finished high school all over again. This year, I would be starting out as a Freshman, and working up, that way I was able to stay longer. Odd enough, I loved driving fast, and the speed was nice, but not in Forks, where one like myself could easily be caught.

Yet, as I drove at the slowest I would ever go, I spotted a yellow Porsche, doing the same, on the opposite side of the road. I gradually came to a stop on the shoulder of the highway, and got out. They did the same. That's when I saw /him/. He was driving, and still, sexy as ever. Then, without a worry, Jasper got out. Huh, it was odd for him to be with /him, I actually thought after Jasper's accident that he hated him. Or, was Jasper there to keep /him/ from running. I sighed, resigned, stepped forward.

Edward spoke. "Hello. I'm Ed-" I cut him off, I didn't feel like being re-introduced to my /family/ per se.

"Yeah yeah, I know you're Edward and he's Jasper." I said, cocking my sun glasses off as not to frighten them. "You." I pointed at Edward. "Follow me. And you." I pointed at Jasper. "Stay put."

They did as told as I walked to my golden Volvo, my special occasion car. Well that was strange, /this/ was a special occasion in ways. But as I was thinking, Edward broke me from my reverie. "Who are you, and how do you know us? What else do you know?"

I sighed again. "Edward Anthony Masen Cullen, you are utterly hopeless." I used his full name for more emphasis towards him, as I opened my car door, leaned over to the glove box, and pulled out a pile of pictures, thrusting them at him. "I know you are a vampire, you only go after animals, your favorite blood is mountain lion, you were born in Chicago in 1901, Carlisle Cullen changed you in 1918, you were the first "newborn" in his family, you have an mother named Esme Cullen, a sister named Alice Cullen, a brother named Emmett Cullen, another sister named Rosalie Hale, and finally Jasper Hale as your brother. You dated a human girl back in 2005, but when mishap struck with Jasper, you ran away like a fool." I stopped there, taking a breath and went on. "You never returned to her, letting her die and rot in the Forks Cemetery, you never went back at all in ninety-two years, until now. You lied to the human to protect her, and she understood that after awhile, but never moved on, dying in a wolf attack, she took your heart with her to the grave, and you were never whole again." That's where I drew the line. "So, how close am I?"