<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000"><div style="text-align: center">Jezebell Waters​</div><div style="text-align: center">She wears <a class="link link--external" href="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i39/Karinina/images-102.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">black leather</a> over <a class="link link--external" href="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i39/Karinina/images-175.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">red satin and lace</a>,<br/>
She has gorgeous pale skin and light flourescent blue eyes,<br/>
She's the hottest creep in Forks.​</div><br/>
Jezebel was so bored.  She already knew all this crap and she didn't enjoy having to go through it.  She'd been alive for quite some time now, and she'd always looked 17.  It pissed her off, but she dealt with it.  Jezebell was still on edge about those werewolves earlier.  The older one had figured out that she was indeed a vampire and the female seemed awfull suspicious for her taste.<br/>
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She'd been going to this school for three years, but she'd done a damn fine job of taking out vampires and avoiding werewolves.  It seemed as if her luck had finally run out.  That sucked, no pun intended, but she was bound to run into one sooner or later.  She smiled to herself as she thought og the fighting and chasing that would come from this.  It would be fun for a little while, but she needed to not make a scene.<br/>
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She knew that they needed the same thing, but the older one didn't seem to care too much about the rules of society, whether it be werewolf, human, or vampire.  They needed to stay hidden, but now this girl knew, which meant that she would need protection.  She decided that she would have to get close to the girl, and become her friend.  She just needed to find the girl first.</span>