NEW STORY, NEW GIRL!

WE OWN NOTHING BUT OUR VERY OWN CHARACTER AND HER LIFE STORY.

EVERYTHING ELSE IS STEPHANIE MEYER'S .

I swear I could never get a break. If it isn't my mother or father, it's my brother if it's not my brothers it's my sister and her 3 kids. And when it's not them, it's my damn supervisor. That's the tough thing about living on your own at 17. You think you have escaped all that family bullshit then someone else enters your life and gives you crap. But this time you can't yell or argue with them, well you can. But you have a high chance of losing your job and then you're out living on the street because you have no money.

I've been living on my own for the past 7 months. I couldn't stand being at home anymore. My mother stayed home all day screaming at me and my siblings to shut up and to clean the house. Didn't really pay much attention to any of us. She mostly locked herself in her room, watched TV all day until dad came home and she suddenly became America's housewife. It's like the only time she cared was when dad was home. Dad worked from five in the morning until seven at night. He was a lawyer and always came home in a bad mood. Since Ii was small I could remember dad being super serious and never showing any of us kids any time of affection. But deep down we all knew dad was a softie, just didn't show it. I was the third oldest of 6. My older Brother Danny (24) dropped out of high school and stayed home for the rest of his life. Having simple little jobs but being fired from all of them. My sister Caroline (23) dropped out to when she got pregnant with her first kid at sixteen. She eventually got her G.E.D and had two more kids. Her good for nothing husband comes and goes every so often. My mother didn't want anymore kids, but when she found out about me, she said 'what the heck, the older kids would take care of her'. And that's what they did. I grew up very independent and very alone. Danny was 7 and Caroline was 6 when I was born, they honestly didn't care much, well Danny didn't. Caroline was like my mom. She changed my diapers and bathed me when my mom was trying to make my dad happy.

My relationship with my mom is really not there. She's just the woman I live din for 9 months. I and she never saw eye to eye and I was okay with that. My father just looked at me with pride. It wasn't because I was special or super smart, but because he had 3 kids and to him having the most kids in the family meant he was a real man. A real family man that provided for his family and had that amazing wife. I was an object to my father and so were all my siblings. When I was 3 my mom pooped out my younger brother Cody and she popped out Ethan 2 years later. When Cody popped out, mom had too much on her hands, or so she says. By that time Danny was running around the streets, Caroline was who knows where and I was always dropped off at Grandpa Steve's and Grandma Bernice's house. Grandma and grandpa were dad's parents, and like dad, grandpa was proud of all his kids. (He had 8). Grandpa was different; he and nana raised me as if I was one of their own. By the time I was 4 I walked over to their house, that's [pretty big for a 4 year old. Nana taught me how to cook and clean like every woman should do in order to be a good wife. Grandpa made sure I wasn't just a pretty face. He always said that he fell in love with Nan because she was smarter then the girls in his class. He never read me children's books or nursery rhymes; he opted for classic literature and straight up algebra. For my 6 the birthday he bought me a globe and world map for my wall. Every day after school he's have me learn the countries and continents. It wasn't until I was 8 when my teachers took notice of the way I thought and wrote. Ms. Lange said she has never heard an 8 year old correct the teacher's lesson more then I did. called my parents in and boy were they scared. Dad thought I broke something and mom thought I showed the boys my butt like Caroline had done. Their skeptical faces showed me that they had no idea how smart I was when suggested I'd take a test to see if I was advanced enough for upper classes. I had two rounds of tests; the first ones they gave me were easy. I went through them like nobody's business. They put me (an 8 year old) in a 6th grade class, all the other kids were 3 years older then me. But 6th grade was too easy, so they gave me my second round of tests, they were harder then I thought and it actually took me some time to work out some problems. The test boosted me up to the 8th grade where I stayed.

By the time I made it to high school I was nine and Danny dropped out on my 2nd week there. Being extremely young and the smallest kid in the school was horrible. I was pushed, squished and spit on by some kids but when they heard I was Danny's little sister, it changed. During School I met all of Caroline's boyfriends and I clearly remember meeting her baby daddy, Zach. I was a sophomore at the age of 10 when she got pregnant and dropped out. Every single day I did my usual routine, wake up, go to school, stayed at school until 5 and worked on homework before I ran my way to Nana's and Grandpa's. There I learned more and they drove me home where I had dinner with mom and dad. I was the first out of my siblings to graduate. It was a big thing; I was one of the smartest kids in the state of Washington, having only graduated at the age of 12. Mom, dad, and my grandparents all were there to congratulate me when I earned my diploma. I was picked to be valedictorian but I passed, I didn't grow up normally like the other kids. When they went to dances, I was stuck inside because I was too young. Prom was out of the picture, no one wants to see an 11 year old on the dance floor. I just lived my life like it was nothing. I ha d no friend who I could banter with or have sleep over's with. I was all alone. It wasn't until the summer after high school when I started growing up. My boobs grew in and pimples started appearing. At least I didn't have to worry about going to school like this. My rebelling stage was different then Caroline's and Danny's. I argued over politics, money, and the way my mom cleaned or cooked. There wasn't a night where she picked a fight with me. My dad denied my to go to for collage, he believes a woman should stay at home and clean, to fulfill her husbands wants and needs. Me, being the hard core feminist, I disagreed, I hated my father for telling me I was just a pretty little face that had no use on the real world. My mother never stood up for me when dad decided to beat me when we got into an intense fight. By the time I was 14 I had tutoring jobs around Forks. Every hour I earned up to 20 dollars per kid. I started out early morning until 5 at night and ran to my real home. With grandpa and Nana supporting my decision to go to collage they made sure to never tell my father why I decided to save up my money. In a single week I earned up to 300 dollars. This meant 1200 a month. I was swimming in cash and I fuckin loved it! Granddad was so proud that he opened up my own banking account so I could take care of all my money instead of hiding it in my mattress.

For my 15th birthday mom bought me a new dress and dad brought home a boy. A boy for me to date and hopefully marry. Charlie was 17 and a stud, having played for his high school football team and just barely passing high school. Tall, curly blonde sleeked back hair and a smile to die for. But as dumb as a loaf of bread. He too shared my father's ideas of woman. The moment we met I made sure he knew I wasn't interested in him. Dating never appealed to me, what appealed to me was making something out of myself. I wanted a stable job, a stable home and be financial stable then meet the man I was going to marry. A man who understood my strive for perfection. My Mexican culture brought me a quince era, which my family decided to have Charlie as my date. I went through with the party just for my mother's sake. Dad pulled me aside to make sure I didn't screw it up with Charlie. It turned out he was a future football star and was going to make it big in the future. At the end of the night , when I stayed behind to help the janitors clean Grandpa and Nana brought over a square box wrapped in black wrapping paper and a big white bow on it.

Grandpa had water welled up in his eyes, his white hair turning blue with the party lights. Nana's giant smile egging me to open the present. Possibly the best gift of the night, or ever. The laptop was a Mac, a beautiful White Mac laptop that clutched my stomach and widened my smile. I instantly threw the laptop on the table and hugged my grandparents. "If you can't go to college, we can bring it to you"

That very same night, I applied to online colleges and got in the very next day. It wasn't the real experience but it didn't matter. I never really had 'real' experiences. I took all my basic classes and had finished them in less then two years. I had no life so you could just imagine all the time I spent on the computer and library. Mom and dad nerve knew of the laptop, I kept it at grandpas and nana, until one day one of Charlie's friends saw me and told my dad. Dad was furious and demanded to know where I got it. I tried to lie and tell him it was a friends but he didn't have any of it. He knew very well I didn't have any friends, the fight was horrible. It was so horrible Danny finally stepped in and mom did too. Caroline held me and the huge cut I now had on forehead. He had pushed me against the glass table and the corner had cut open right near my headline. The scar wouldn't stick out that much. I packed the few stuff I had and moved out. I didn't go to Nana's and grandpas but I stayed with the Weber's.

Angela and I had meant when I walked into the eye vision specialist when I was 13. Her mother was the doctor and she was there working on a school project about the cornea. We talked through the whole visit and I even helped her out on her assignment. When I got kicked out of my house I ran to her mom's office. Diana, (Mrs. Weber) gladly took me in until we figured something out. I spent that very Sam night on my laptop figuring out ways to be emancipated. Earning so much of my money from tutoring and never really wasting any of it I realized I was financially stable. Mr. Weber helped me work out all the kinks and even let me use his own lawyer. It only took 2 weeks until my father decided he didn't need me and gave me up. Finally signing the emancipation papers and giving me up. I was officially a full grown adult. Since dad wasn't close to his parents I stayed with them for awhile until I got a official job and got my very own apartment. I was financially stable since I wasn't too much of a extravagant person. It was a small 2 bedroom apartment, with a kitchen, living room and a decent size bathroom the small apartment was in Forks, right around the corner of the busy little town. I was in walking distance of everything. I worked in the smallest little vintage shop that had many kids always coming in. especially teenage girls. The occasional boyfriend or grandma would walk in. my boss was a cool chick but I had to work under the loudest supervisor ever, Jessica Stanley was always nagging and complaining about Mike, her so called boyfriend. She started working here 2 months before I did. She was a year older then me and she knew Angela.

"Are you listening to me V! " I fell over into the old boxes and dusted floated around me.

"V, you know you can't daydream on the job! We aren't paying you to daydream, are we? "Dusting off my pants I shook my head.

"We aren't paying you to yap all day are we? " I muttered

"What? "

"Nothing. " Jessica watched me and then shrugged.

"It's a slow day today so you can head home now. I'll close up." Knowing this was my chance I grabbed my black bag and my scarf off the hanger.

"See you tomorrow Jess! " She waved a good bye

Even if Jessica gets annoying and demanding at time she still was someone I was close to. Some of the few human interaction I had. Like the rest of my life, I still had routine. I would tutor in the morning starting at 7 until 12 in the afternoon and then head to work at 1 until his usual closing time at 8. By that time I walked by the grocery store, buy my food and walked around the corner to my little house. The small little Diner was always full of people, but being how tired I was I decided to just order my food and not cook tonight.

Just walking into the room was embarrassing. Everyone always had to see who walked through the doors. But it being Forks everyone was always so friendly and inviting.

"Vanessa! " The hellos were loud and joyous. I know what you're thinking. I said I had no human interaction, but I meant that in a super close way. I knew lots of these people from walking down the streets and them knowing my grandfather and nana. They were all sweet to me and supported me. I waved shyly to all of them before making my way to the counter.

"Nice to see you Vanessa, so glad you've decided to come out and join us. " Sherri made me blush, I didn't want to be rude and say I was too busy to interact with the people of Forks but I scared me to meet knew people or to have a conversation with someone. I was alone half my life.

"Yeah, sorry about that. With school and working it gets hard. "

"Girl, don't be so shy. We understand why, just a little teasing. How's school going?"

"Its going pretty good got my basic classes in, just need to find something to major in. I think im just going to relax a bit and think it through, "

"You really should, you're making all of us look lazy. "She chuckled, revealing her white smile. "So what's it going to be? "

"Ummm, give me the veggie burger and the fried zucchini's. "

"Veggie? Again, no wonder your nana is worried about you. "I handed the money to Sherri and shook my head.

"She always said I was too thin. " Sherri nodded and pushed her lips together.

"Too thin girl, didn't you hear, the boys love a girl with meat on her bones. "

My face heated up immediately and she howled laughing.

"I wouldn't know. "

"A girl like you, not having a man by your side! Still confuses me, get yourself a man. You deserve the love. "She handed me the receipt and a cup of hot chocolate before walking her way to the back of the kitchen.

I sat down at a small table and waited for Sherri to come out with my order.

"Are these seats taken? " Chief Swan mustache was pretty memorable. It always made me smile. It was odd; a mustache can really bring joy.

"No, I'll be leaving in a bit. " Chief Swan sat down with a friend.

"Vanessa, this is Billy Black. One of the counsel men down at La Push. "

The man sat in a wheel chair with his straight long black hair going down on his shoulders.

"Nice to meet you, Vanessa Gomez, sir "

"Vanessa here is the 12 year old high school graduate. "

I Saw Billy look at me skeptical.

"So you're the young girl the news press couldn't stop hounding on? I heard talk about you but I never believe it. "I gave him a small smile.

"Not a lot of people believe a child is capable of handling information made for people older. But I was taught that there were no boundaries on where you should start and stop learning. "

"Where were you when my son needed some encouragement for school. " Billy's bright smile changed his whole demeanor instantly. He no longer looked like he was stern or upset over something. But he now had this sudden friendly warmth.

"Okay V, here you go. I made sure to have them put some extra food in there. And enjoy the chocolate pie, next time I see you have at least 5 pounds on these bones. "Sherri gave me a small hug before slapping my butt making me blush.

"Thanks Sherri. " I said my soft good byes to everyone and most importantly Chief Swan and Billy.

"You need someone to walk you home, dear? " I didn't know Billy that long but there was something about the man that made me want to know about him. His voice reminded me of a college professor's.

"I obviously don't walk much but my son should be here soon and im sure he wouldn't mind walking you home, or taking you home. It's late and I wouldn't want something to happen to you. "

"Oh, don't worry about me. I live around the corner im perfectly fine. "

"In the apartments? " Billy quirked an eyebrow before Chief Swan noticed me fighting.

"Oh, looks its Jacob. " A tall tan man walked inside. He looked completely infuriated and if looks could kill, his would of slaughter everyone up. But boy was he gorgeous. His gray shirt fitting his body to perfection and his black pants looking a little short on him. His deep black eyes matching Billy's but his were different. They had something else in them that made me want to study it until I found what. They were normal eye shape, the color was just an extremely dark brown but they glowed and called me to him. It wasn't until a minute later where Sherry pinched my butt and smirked.

"Oooooo girl, you took my advice! " I felt myself blush and walked passed the man named Jacob and out the door. The wind hit me instantly; the cold stabbing air was completely different then when I walked into the shop. It blocked my mind from Jacob, tall handsome Jacob.

"Hey! Vanessa! "My feet went faster when I heard the rough male voice calling me. I didn't know the voice and from the way it sounded, it was a strong male. One that I wanted to turn around and see who it was but I made sure to keep walking. Suddenly I was jerked around and facing Jacob. My face barely matting up in the center of his Pecs.

"You know my name? " I felt like throwing up, I felt nauseated and my stomach was doing 180's back and forth.

"Yeah, dad told me. Billy, he's my father. I need to walk you home; you never know what's out there. "I didn't look up at him.

"You don't have to, im perfectly fine. "

"Are you sure? You're heart is beating like crazy, you should relax. "

"How can you hear my heart? "Finally looking up at him I noticed how beautiful he really was. His strong jaw sporting some stubble, His nose cute and chubby but evening out the man in his face.

"Umm, well I probably scared you so much but it's a pretty faint sound. "He grabbed my bags and took them from my hand.

"I don't want to waste your time. I just live here. "Oh great, I just told him where I lived. The guy can obviously break open my door and kill me.

"You will never waste my time. Come on, let's go. "

Without another word let the man walk me home. I no longer carried my bags but I did make sure to keep my phone in one hand and my door keys in-between my fingers just in case Jacob attacked me. I heard him muffle up a sound but when I looked at him he held himself together.

"You really think I'd hurt you? "

I didn't speak another word from fear of embarrassing myself.

"How old are you? " We mad e it into the apartment lot and walked passed the small park that lay in the middle of all the apartments.

"17. "

He grabbed my hand and brought me to a stop.

"17? Do you live with your parents … "

"No, I live alone. " I saw his jaw clench and his chest puff out.

"But you're 17."

"Yeah, but im mature enough. " I clawed his hand off me and began to walk up the stairs.

"How do you do it? Do you go to school, do you work, where are your parents? "

"Look, it's complicated, alright… My life has been the same since I was younger. I've grown up differently then some kids. "

"Sorry. It's just that … you look so small and innocent. I'd would've thought you'd be the type of girl your parents wouldn't let out of the house. "

Finally reaching my door I brought out my keys.

"Don't underestimate me, I'm way different then people may think. " Finally turning the key and opening it I heard my dog Mint start barking.

"You have a dog? "His breathtaking smile reached his eyes.

"Yeah, it gets lonely by me so I went to the shelter and found a puppy. "

I swung open the door and immediately walked in. Jacob followed in and closed the door. I had locked Mint in my room since I had no idea how he would react. I'd rather have a small mess then a huge mess around my house. Mint was a small light brown corgi, with white paws, a white snout and had a white line from his snout to the top of his head. He ran from the top of my bed to me and then to the living room. His small little legs trotting around until he got to Jacob. He stopped immediately in front of him and sat down. Jacob crouched down and petted his head.

"Cute little guy. How long have you had him? "

"Umm, 2 weeks."

"He's adorable. "

"I've never seen him this calm. " Jacob didn't answer immediately but kept eyeing Mint.

"Yeah, dogs tend to respect me. " He finally stood up and grinned at me. I've never felt so self-conscious before. What if he thought I was super unattractive? Why do I care? I don't care; if a guy loves me he loves me for me. Not for my looks. My glasses fell down my nose and I pushed them back up.

"They probably think you're a dog. " I was meaning it to be an insult but Jacob just chuckled and grinned.

"You'd be surprised. "

"So, Ummm thanks. You practically saved my life tonight. Without you I probably would have never scared off any muggers or creeps. "

J.P.O.V

I could tell this one was going to be a tough one. Vanessa was completely uptight and from the only minutes I've seen her, she had a straight serious face. It was like her beautiful red lips were in a permanent pout, sexually and angrily. Her beautiful light blue eyes were so round that it added to how cute she was. Just so round and big and decorated with long feather like lashes, all hidden behind black framed glasses. Don't get me wrong, she looked like a sexy librarian. She had a small frame that practically mimicked young girls; minus the fact her curves were amazing. But the way handled herself screamed maturity and uptight. Her house was clean as a fiddle. Her walls a light gray color complementing her black carpet and matching tile walk way. Her big black sofa looking a little too big for one person and a puppy but the folded blanket disheveled showed me she might sleep on that and not have an actual bed. The small glass tables in front of it showing no signs of dust or dry wipe marks, her flat screen TV mounted on her wall showing the same thing.

"Are you being sarcastic? "

"Obviously. But thanks anyway. You didn't need to walk me home but you did. Thanks. "Her face had softened for that very moment. That hidden scowl no longer trying to break free on her face.

"No problem, beautiful. Anytime. "I winked at her and she took in a sharp intake of breath and blushed.

"I think you should go now. "Grabbing my arm and pulling me out. I liked her rough behavior, had little Jake all wide awake now.

"See you soon? "

"No! "She slammed the door on my face making me chuckle and shake my head. Looking up to room number 28 is where my heart lay. In that very room my imprint lived her life without me, without anybody and without any love. I was going to change that.

THIS STORY WAS WRITTEN WITH ANGER, I STARTED IT OUT AS A SMALL JOURNAL ENTRY WHEN I GOT INTO AN ARGUMENT WITH MY DAD AND I HAD MY FRIEND VANESSA READ IT. SHE GREW UP WAY DIFFERENTLY THEN ANYONE I HAD EVER MET. SHE SHARED HER LIFE EXPERIENCES WITH ME AND THEN WE JUST THOUGHT OF PEOPLE WHO COULD'VE HAD OT WORSE. WE KIND OF JUST BRAINSTORMED THIS AWESOME CHARACTER AND THE WAY HER LIFE WOULD TURN OUT BY THE WAY SHE THOUGHT, DID AND GREW.

THE CHARACTERS LOVE FOR LEARNING AND READING WAS INSPIRED BY VANESSA WHO DID GRADUATE EARLY FORM HIGH SCHOOL NOT AT THE AGE OF 12, WE KIND OF EXAGGERATED WITH THAT BUT IT'S CRUCIAL FOR OUT PLOT. AND HOW THE CHARACTER NEVER REALLY HAD THAT FAMILY STRUCTURE.

I TOLD VANESSA OF THIS IDEA OF PUTTING IT ON THIS WEBSITE AND SHE AGREED, SHE ACTUALLY WAS REALLY INTO IT. SHE AND I HAVE WRITTEN 4 OTHER CHAPTERS THAT WE ARE HOPING YOU WILL WANT TO READ.

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