My mouth stretched into an O as I rubbed my eyes. I felt a little groggy, just waking up and all. Today was they day Mom and Dad were going to Dartmouth, part of the facade. I couldn't go to school. Not yet anyway, not until I fully matured. Physically, I was 15. Actually, I was almost 2 years old. I was "homeschooled". Usually by Mom or Dad. I absentmindedly rubbed my fingers against the silver duvet. This bed used to be a crib but then I turned 2 months old. I went up to my ornately carved dresser. Then I took a brush and ran it through my curls as I used black headband to keep the hair out of my face. I threw on a Forks t-shirt and skinny jeans and jogged at human speed to Grandpa's house(Carlisle) from the cottage. My parent were already there, with their luggage. Alice tsked as she glared at my ratty T-shirt and poorly brushed curls. I bit back a smile. Alice has always wanted me to be the Barbie doll Mom never was. I threw myself at Mom and Dad. It was kind of funny how we almost looked the same age.
"I'll miss you,"I said with my hands pressed up against their faces.
"We could go next year," My mom quickly added. "You'll be physically 17 by then, we could go as sisters," I smiled at her.
"No, no its okay. You're already registered,". My mom was always anxious to leave me without both my parents. I showed Mom several faces. Rosalie, Alice, Jasper, Carlisle, Esme, and of course, Jacob. After a moment of hesitation, I showed Emmett's face too. Sure, he was immature and hardly responsible, he would take care of me. Showing all the people who were fully capable of keeping me in one piece and would never let a fly touch me. Mom hugged me tightly. Dad kissed my cheek and then they left, taking Daddy's Volvo. My whole family waved goodbye from the porch.
About an hour later, Jacob, my sun, showed up. He pulled me into his arms. He raised an eyebrow.
"They left already?" Wouldn't he be able to smell that they weren't here anymore? He was probably breathing out his mouth again, not admiring the intoxicating scent. A marking of vampire kind. I nodded.
"That's too bad, I wanted to say goodbye," I noticed how his tone wasn't sullen anymore when he talked about my dad. Earlier, or so my family tells me, they got in a fight over something. Which would explain the sullen tones Jacob or Dad would occasionly use when talking to or about each other. They're finally getting along. Although, I wish they would tell me what was going on. Whenever I asked Jacob, he would always look embarrased and try to change the subject. He must really not want me to know the answer.
"So what do you want to do today?" He asked with an eager grin. I thought about it for a second.
"Well, I haven't had breakfast yet,"
"Oh, what are you in the mood for?"
"Bear,"
"Absolutely not," He stated, the eager grin gone. I've only drank from elk and deer so far. I've never tried anything as big and violent as a bear yet. I sighed. I expected as much. I crushed the spoon I was holding. I showed him my palm, filled with dust that used to be silverwear.
"Wow, you can crush a spoon. But you know, bears are a little stronger than utensils," He said sarcastically. I scowled at him.
"Fine, lets get some stinking elk," Maybe if I showed him how effortlessly I could hunt an elk or a deer, he could see that I could easily take down a bear.
We ran at human pace into the forest. When we were sure that humans weren't within miles from us, we took a longer strides. Jacob phased in about half a second. Then we took full speed. After a few minutes he tilted his head at me and nodded. I skidded to a stop, and noticed the elk about twenty feet in front of me. I crouched down, and my muscles coiled into a spring. I lunged at it and with a flick of my wrist I snapped its neck. Unlike the rest of my family, I take the time to snap its neck before sinking my teeth into it so it wouldn't feel any unnecessary pain. Then I sank my teeth into its neck, while the flow of animal blood runs into my mouth. My headband wasn't even out of place when I was done. I could even smell a bear not to far away from here. I was going to press for it, but I was feeling full. Tommorow then. If he said no I would ask Emmett.
When we got home it was time for me to start homeschooling."Bye Jake," I waved him goodbye. He kissed my on the nose. There were some evil vampires that Alice predicted would pass through La Push soon. All the werewolves exept for Jacob, Quil, and Sam were guarding La Push 24/7. The only reason Jake, Quil, Sam weren't was because a werewolf can't stay away too long from the subject of his imprint. A.K.A me, Claire, and Emily. But now he did have to be in La Push.
Emmett was there watching sports.
"Hey kid, whats up?" He said as he ruffled my hair. "Miss Mommy and Daddy yet?" He teased. Speaking of Mom and Dad.
"Emmett, what happened between Daddy and Jake?"I asked. He chuckled.
"No way am I talking about that old love triangle," He murmured to himself, probably forgetting how good my hearing was. My family often forgot I was half vampire too.
"What do you mean love triangle?" I narrowed my eyes at him. His eyes widened for a fraction of a second but then he recomposed himself. He pressed his lips into a hard line and stared at the T.V.
"Nothing," He murmured, realizing he's said too much. My highly devoloped brain racked what he meant by that. I thought about how Jacob always complimented how I act like my mom. I thought about the only girl my Dad has ever claimed he loved romantically. My mom. I thought about how Dad used to fight him, but how that went away when I was born. When I was born thats when Jacob imprinted on me and the problems with Dad disappeared. I thought about what Dad could possibly hate him for that went away when I was born. I'm missing a vital piece of information! I brought my hands to my eyes in frustration when it hit me. The bracelet that clinged to my wrist. A silver chain with a wooden ornament on it. From Jacob. He told me how much he loved me when he gave that to me. Mom had the same one opposite of the crystal heart ornament Dad gave her. Jacob. Loves. Mom. Or he used to at least. Dad wouldn't let him live Jake loved Mom and dated me. I was his second choice. A scream of pure emotional pain escaped my lips.