Authors Note: This is my first fanfic that's really written in story form so polite constructive criticism is welcome. No rudeness please. Thanks if you take the time to read this and please REVIEW if you do so!

Disclaimer: I'm not Stephenie Meyer. Obviously her and I had different dreams for the way this story ended.

~Hannah

Their house smelled bad. Their food burned my throat. Their voices made my ears ache. But I had to give it to the Cullens for knowing how to make up for it all.

Guitar Hero.

Their house was forever full of gadget and cool stuff they never used. I'd never seen so many laptops or music recording equipment in my entire twenty years. But I never saw them using it. It was odd and like it was all part of a charade and probably it was. Incase they decided to massacre the town family by family they'd need something to draw them to the big, pretty, white house. Gadgets always did the trick.

So Guitar Hero: World Tour was bought for the three of us to play when we spent quality time with the darling leeches.

Jake, Seth, and I stood in front of the big screen television strumming the notes on the tiny little guitars. They were tiny guitars to normal people which meant they were even smaller to us. I wish just by chance someone decided to make 'werewolf' sized guitars, just for the heck of it. I might actually be able to win this game if that existed.

"Lee, you suck," Seth said simply.

"Thanks so much for the support, baby brother." I nearly growl at him while strumming the wrong note again.

"Seth, be nice to your sister. Leah, don't suck at Guitar Hero."

I wonder if I ever mention how great of an Alpha Jacob Black actually was. He really knew how to stand up for his pack members when they were being put down.

"Seth, don't you have a leech to follow around? I mean its okay. Well sort of okay. We all already know about your man-leech crush on Edward. Don't be shy. We don't hate you because you're gay. It's just that fact that he's a bloodsucker..." I trailed off and waited to see what form of reprimand the O Mighty Alpha Jake would give me.

Nothing came. So I looked up at him. His face was really red. I wasn't sure whether he was really pissed or not. I mean I was talking about Seth, not him. So he couldn't be mad, really.

But then he burst out laughing. The sound was deep and booming. That's when I heard the bell like voice chime in. The blonde was thought it was extremely funny as well. I tilted my head at her. I hadn't paid her much attention before. Usually I was just trying to ignore her smell.

"I DO NOT HAVE A MAN CRUSH ON EDWARD!" Seth protested loudly.

I shushed him as Jakes face fell into a worried expression. Seth could be so stupid sometimes. I mean didn't he know leech lover numero uno (since he was leech lover numero dos) was in the other room pregnant and being eat by her own baby?

Kid had no brain.

"Leah, I can still hear you," A musical voice called from the other room.

I rolled my eyes and stuck my tongue out. I hated the stupid mind reading bloodsucker. He made it incredibly hard to think. You're suppose to be safe in your thoughts but when you're a wolf or around Edward Cullen that wasn't the case.

"Butt out, Eddie. I mean, I'm sorry my thoughts hurt you..really I am, but at least I don't say them out loud." I had a point. He couldn't argue it. I could be saying all that stuff out loud and making Bella cry.

He just sighed and I heard him start humming. In all the time I spent in the Cullen house they were either wandering around aimlessly, playing the piano, reading something, humming or popping up randomly. It was scary. They needed lives.

I threw my guitar down. My nose has had enough.

"Jake, am I needed here? Or can I go protect the outer perimeter?" I figured if I made it sound all official and like I was going to do something productive he'd agree.

"Sure, Leah. Whatever. Give me that guitar," Jacob said pointing like the Neanderthal he is.

I rolled my eyes for what was probably the millionth time that day. Seth and Jacob, well, they were hopeless without me. I mean I was doing them a favor when I joined the crappy renegade pack.

"Here, kid. Cya." I wanted to tell Seth to not get eaten but I didn't need to go all maternal on him. That would just cause constant nagging from Jacob and stabbing pain to my heart.

I started for the door, shagging my short hair and letting it fall randomly. I expected Mrs. America Blondie didn't have some snide remark about wet dogs shaking their fur or something. Amazingly she kept her trap shut. Pushing the door open I walked into the fresh air and inhaled deeply. Sadly the air around the Cullen's house still had the faint stench of leech. Grimacing I made my way across the yard and started to pull of my shirt.

"Leah, wait up," someone called from behind me.

There standing in the yard was Rosalie. She didn't look angry or have her nose pinched up in disgust. She seemed relatively happy to be in my presence. That scared me. I felt the need to run. Or the need to move like Speed Racer and hide like Bin Laddin.

Yet, I was stuck. I'd have to talk to her eventually. So I might as well get this over with now.

"Yes?" I asked eyeballing her.

"Well..see…" The blonde leech seemed nervous. I nodded for her to continue.

"I know, I know I'm a bitch and that you are too." She started off finally.

I don't know if that was suppose to make me want to stay and talk to her or not, but it worked.

"What a pair," I muttered and it made her smile.

"With that being said..Alice and I wanted to know if you would like to spend some 'girl time' with us?" She sounded hopeful.

From what I understood girl time with Alice probably involved shopping and sexy French lingerie. If that was the case I was in. Plus if Sam got word of my quality leech time he just might kill himself. It would be like a bonus to the 'fun' of hanging out with Blondie and Mental girl.

"Alright, when?" I asked trying to sound like it pained me.

"Tomorrow afternoon at one?"

"I'll be here."

"Thanks so much, Leah. I need to go tell Alice."

She flew into the house leaving me standing in the yard with a perplexed look on my face. Had I just agreed to be friends with the Lady Vamps?