My hair was washed and rid of the black hot candle wax that Felicity had poured on my blonde hair.

Emma had to cut most of the locks that once went passed my hips to the bottom of my breast.

"You're hair is so beautiful, Opal." I smile at her. "Thank you." She smiles, "Who gave it to you? Mom or dad." I smiled gently. "My grandma." I said smiling, "My parents both had dark hair, but had blue eyes and no freckles. Sometimes I thought I was adopted." I said looking back at those old memories.

Emma smiled with me. I looked back to myself in the mirror, my cheeks sunken in. You could see my collarbones and my shoulders visually.

I look down shamefully.

"Hey, its okay. I'll make sure to nurse you back to a healthy weight." I give a weak smile to her making her hand me some new clothes. I take them gently into my hands. "Thank you." She nods. "Tell me if you need anything." I nod. "Thank you." She clothes the door and I unfold the clothes given to me.

A long sleeved sweater, shorts and a black belt.

I walk out barefoot, my feet pattering against the wooden floor. "Opal! Come meet Evangeline and Kaleb!" Emma called before I can make it too. I tucked in the shirt as I walked downstairs, my breath altering as a girl rushes to my face.

She grabs me by my jaw and holds me with a strong grip.

I stare into her crimson eyes with fear, the girl had colorful dark green hair. Her face with soft features but her attitude and personality made you second guess that. Her big eyes would make you think she's sweet but you never know with this kind.

She smirks, chuckling. "Don't let people do that to you again." She tells me as she steps back. When I don't give her an answer she looks over her shoulder raising her eyebrows at me.

I nod my head, "O-okay." She gives me a nice(?) smirk.

"Don't worry," she sighs, kicking her legs up on the couch. Emma and Arthur watch her carefully. "I'll teach you how to survive this world because...I have a feeling you won't want to get changed into one of us." She gives me a lopsided smile.

I smile shyly back. "Thank you." She smirks giving me a wink. "This is my mate, hands off." I look over to the good looking guy but honestly, for some reason a thought of being with another guy sickened me.

"O-okay," I giggled. "Pink p-promise." They all giggled, even Evangeline's mate as he wrapped his arms around her on the couch.

"Pink promise?" Kaleb, her mate, said. I look at them like they were the weird ones. I nodded, "Y-yes pinky promise." Evangeline laughs, clapping her hands. "God! She's cute and funny!" I smile tiredly, Emma noticed and walks towards me.

Wrapping her arm around my shoulders and rubbing them.

"Alright, Opal's had a long day. Let's get you to bed okay?" I nodded and waved goodbye to everyone.

Vampires didn't sleep but it seems like they like to have bedrooms for privacy or just decoration, well the bed that is. I crawled on to the twin sized bed and slipped under the covers. Emma smiled at me and cupped my face.

"I-I'm sorry." She tells me laughing nervously. I stare up at her with wonder, watching as she leaves my room and closes the door.

I sigh softly, looking off somewhere.

I think of the man I had just encountered. Wondering if he was my savior or if he was my demise. He was utterly beautiful, with sharp features. Dark, dominating, and just full of power.

I let out a breath, turning on my side as I curl up in a blanket and rest my head on the pillow.

My eyes closed on there on recorded as my body shut down.

My eyes snap open as I feel a breath on my neck. I sit up slowly, looking around the dark room to see nothing there. No one there. I touch my cheek, I can still feel the shocks and warm feel of a touch.

My shoulders sagging, I let out a groan.

"I'm going crazy." I rest my head back on the pillow. I bring the blanket up to my nose, looking around once more before I fall asleep for the second time.

It felt like seconds later when an alarms went off. I whimpered, sitting up and slipping out of bed on my wobbly legs.

I quickly fix my bed, a knock on my door has me turning my head, looking over my shoulder.

"Come i-in." The door opens, Evangeline coming in and closing the door behind her. "Good morning." I tell her, a little worried I was alone with her. She pauses, tilting her head. "Weirdo. Here, this is your new beautiful maid outfit. Isn't it sexy?!" I giggle at her sarcasm as I take the bland color clothes in my hand.

"Very m-much so." I comment and she snorts. "Jesus, if nobody knew better they'd say you're older than me." She says shaking her head.

I look at her, giggling and shaking my head.

"How old do you think I am." I pause, looking her over. "You're new...I can tell by the way you dress." She narrows her eyes. "Get dressed." She orders and I give her a sad smile. I watch as she walks out and I sigh.

I look at the nylon black tight, a dark green skirt, and a black turtle neck. Thick heeled black flats were at my door. I held my clothes to my chest as I walked over to the door picking them up and walking to the bathroom with my head down.

I got dressed after taking a shower and brushing my teeth, which took forever to finally do since I couldn't find a tooth brush. I tied my hair in a kind of low ponytail, not wanting to put my hair up in a high ponytail.

I tilted my head as I stared at myself in the mirror, running my hands down the skirt. I sick in a breath and leave the bathroom, turning off the lights.

Before I can walk down the stairs a body jumped on me almost knocking me down but I balanced myself.

"Let's go to our boring lives as maids for thy king." Evangeline jumped off, in a similar outfit, the only different thing was she wore a black skirt instead of the green like mine.

"Ready?" I took in a breath. "I don't know."