On the way I turn on the radio. I like this novel music. In Alaska, I didn't hear that, don't even know about it.

Now I drive past my new school. It is much bigger than I thought.

My destination is Port Angeles, where teens are all hanging out, I got told.
And that's not a lie.
I get out and take a few glances at me right away.
"Another Cullen", I hear a boy say, less than fifteen feet away from me.
"I've seen her before", a girl says. By that she probably means Bella. She certainly mistook me for her.
How embarrassing is that?

Under a group of boys, I discover this boy from the forest. If my heart could still beat, it would stop now. He looks at me urgently. I turn my gaze away and hear laughter. Luckily, I can't blush anymore.

I sit down on the wall of the nearby park and take out my phone.
That was also a gift from Alice. Actually, she forced me to take.
I should behave like all other teenagers. It's fun though.

Suddenly something else is going through my head.
Today Bella's father, Renesmee's grandfather, will come to us.
Charlie.
That means, I have to behave humanly.
Shit!
I haven't had to do that for a long time.

After half an hour I jump off the wall and go to the car. The guy is still watching me. I return his gaze.
Then I get in, start the engine and drive back to Forks.

Alice and Bella are walking around me like ants.
Just faster.
Bella hands me blue contact lenses.
I look in the mirror for a moment. My old ME stares back at me.
Only flawless and with this alabaster skin.
"Blink every ten seconds", Alice says.
"Sit down and cross your legs over each other", Bella says, and I put that into action.
"Lift your shoulders every ten seconds so it looks like you're breathing, and don't sit upright, because humans don't do that", Alice says. I nod and do that too.

I hear the car tires on the gravel. Charlie is here.
Renesmee is already running towards him, smiling.
I hear him laugh. He hugs her happily. Then they come up the stairs. When Charlie sees me, he loses his speech.
"Who is that?", he asks after a while.
"That's Amber", Carlisle says.
"You look like Bella, only the eyes are a different color and the hair is longer", he says.
I nod.
How could he notice that with my hair?
"That's already been told me about my eyes", I say smiling. Now the conversation is over. I sit on the couch until he leave the house.

After he's driven away, I take out the contact lenses and go to my room.

This time it worked.
So far so good.