A/N: Welcome, all to my new fic. I would like to start out by saying that I am going to TRY to update every two weeks, I already have a few chapters written, and I just could resist, I had to post. For my other fic, I hope to have another chapter up with week.
~I do not own The Twilight saga. I do, however, own: Katherine, Analeigh, Vera, Aston, Abby, Zachary, Ziva, Liam, Courtney, Sydney, Derrick, Toby, and any other characters that might pop up sooner or later.~
Just FYI, it starts out in Jacob's point of view
I had never really thought anything was beautiful. "Oh, she's easy on the eyes," or "The ocean was pretty today," or even "Yeah, that's attractive." but I reserved beautiful.
People noticed this, too.
"That is truly beautiful. Why do you call it just pretty?" Rachel, my older sister, asked me one day, motioning to the sunset from the La Push cliffs.
"'Cause, I know I'll see the most breathtaking girl one day, and she will be the most beautiful thing to me, and nothing will compare to her. I'm just reserving that word for her." I shrugged and blushed.
"Hopeless romantic," she muttered under her breath, but I caught it with my super-sensitive-ninja-werewolf hearing.
Parking lots. A lot of stuff happens in them; whether it's good or bad, it's not unusual to see someone you know in one of the few parking lots of La Push. But it is unusual to see someone you don't know.
I was just hanging out with Quil, Embry, and Embry's imprint, Abby. We were wolves, and we all stuck together. As we leaned up against my rabbit that I had rebuilt
"Let's go Ana." a tall blond girl said to what I would assume to be her little sister. The small girl automatically grabbed the tall girl's shoulders and jumped up on her back while the tall one pushed a cart towards an orange Jeep.
They talked as the older girl loaded things into the back of the Jeep.
"That stupid bitch has me doing all her shopping. It's her fault we had to move here in the first place." the older girl sneered. She was in a nice pair of straight leg jeans, a flannel shirt unbuttoned with the sleeves pushed up, and cowboy boots. Her hair was tied up on the top of her head, a few golden locks spilling out of the entrapment.
"I know, I hate her too, I miss grandma and grandpa so much! I don't know anyone here. They are all going to think I'm some freak." my heart broke at the smaller girl's words. She was dressed similarly, but instead had a giant hoodie on.
"How do you think they will look at me, Ana? The lady in there was staring at my scars," she said, and I finally noticed the one imperfection. She had horrible burn scars all over her body "but, I'm not ashamed of them."
"As I am not ashamed." the smaller girl held her head up higher. The older girl was going to respond when she jumped, and pulled her phone out of her pocket.
"She says to come pick her up at Emily Uley's house. She said ask someone for directions." the girl sighed. She slammed the trunk, grabbed the girl's hand, and moved the cart back to the front of the store. She looked around and spotted us, and I smiled at her.
"Hi, sorry to bother y'all, but can you give me directions to Emily Uley's house?" she twanged in her thick southern accent that I just noticed. From the front you could tell she would fit in with Emily. The scars the blotted her face were harsh, just like Emily's. She wore light makeup, and the most amazing smile I have ever seen.
"You aren't from around here." I smiled at her, changing the subject.
"No, we're not. We just moved up here with my father and his fiancé, from Louisiana. This is my little sister, Analeigh, and I'm Katherine." she grinned back.
"Can, can I see you?" the younger girl asked Quil.
"See me?" he asked, moving towards her.
"Ana here has been blind for six and a half years. She wants to know if she can touch your face." Katherine explained. Quil nodded and crouched down in front of Analeigh and moved her hand to his face. She gasped and moved her hands slowly over his features, across his face and down to his neck.
"Thank you. You are very beautiful." she said as she retraced his face. Katherine smiled down at her lovingly.
"May I ask why you moved up here?" Abby asked; I was shocked. Abby was a very shy girl.
"My father's fiancé, Vera, just had to move us up here for her wedding after they got out of the Air Force. We, of course, were against it." she motioned between her and her sister.
We looked down on Quil and Analeigh, and I could tell they had imprinted. Though, Katherine wouldn't look me directly in the eyes.
"So you need to find Emily?" I asked.
"Yes, you see, Vera has sent us out to do the shopping and requests that we meet this Emily. She is apparently her cousin." she drawled.
"Well, I must forewarn you, Emily also has some scars." Embry said, and Katherine automatically hardened her gaze on Embry.
"And you think we would have a problem with scars?" she asked darkly.
"No, sorry, I just wanted to prepare you." he held his hands up in defeat.
"Its fine, can we get going? Vera is very impatient." her gaze softened.
"Yeah, you can just follow behind us. We were actually on our way over there." I told her. She lifted Analeigh easily up into her arms and Abby and Embry jumped in the back, Quil getting in the passenger side, and I started up my faithful rabbit.
As she turned on her jeep, music played. It was actually kinda loud. As Analeigh recognized the song, she groaned.
"This song again?" she asked.
"Of course! It's amazing!" she argued.
"And why is that?" she asked.
"Because, listen to the words. They flow with the music so smoothly. 'I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn.'" she sang softly.
"Whatever." Analeigh said as she reached up to change the song.
Soon we reached Emily's, and after we got out I went to go open the door for Katherine. She smiled at me and took my outstretched hand. I looked over and noticed Quil lifting Analeigh down.
As we walked in, Emily, and a women I would assume as Vera, stood up. Vera quickly introduced the two girls to Emily.
Emily and Katherine eyed each other's scars.
"Bear attack." Emily said.
"Barn fire." Katherine twanged.
"Kat saved every animal; all 100 cows and Lilly and all her kittens." Analeigh said and we were all shocked.
"Wow." Sam said from behind Emily, and reached out to shake her hand.
"It was nothing, really." she smiled. A true hero. She would make an amazing protector. She was amazing. Now, only if I could look into those pretty little eyes of hers and imprint. OK, I might not imprint, and I couldn't get my hopes up, but... something about this girl...
I was pulled out of my thoughts by Analeigh asking a question to her sister.
"J'ai besoin d'utiliser la salle de bains... " ("I need to use the bathroom...") she said in what I think is French.
Her sister replied, "Bien sûr" ("Of course") with a small laugh.
"Emily, can we use your bathroom?" she asked with a smile and nodded towards Analeigh.
"Of course, it's down the hall, first door to your right." she smiled to them, and Kat slung Analeigh over her shoulder easily. She must be strong from working on a farm.
"They do that a lot." Vera said after we all looked at her questionably. "They talk to each other in French or sometimes in Italian. They are trying to learn Hindi, I think, too." She shrugged and took a sip of her drink.
"Did you imprint?" Jared nudged and whispered to me.
"Not yet, but I have a feeling I will." I told him. Vera and Emily started another conversation about wedding colors, and Kat and Analeigh came out of the bathroom moments later.
"Maybe we should go sit in the living room. They will be at it for a while, knowing Emily." Jared said, shot me a look, and then motioned for Kat to lead Analeigh into the living room.
"The room is medium sized, with lots of couches and a big video game area. I can see a basketball goal outside," she smiled "we need to get one for our house."
They sat down in the middle of one couch, and Quil sat next to Analeigh, and I sat down next to Katherine and slung my arm on the back of the couch.
"So, what's it like working on farm?" Sam asked Analeigh and Katherine.
"Well, of course its hard work, but I enjoy it. It is mostly a dairy farm, but we also grown corn and hay for the animals, so we have the harvesting season. We all skip school in the fall because we're needed to help harvest. In the mornings, Analeigh would set the goats up on the milkers, while I would go get the eggs from the chickens, and feed them, and then take the eggs back to the house." Katherine explained, and then let Analeigh talk.
"And after she gives them to Grandma, I would usually be done, then she would help me feed the goats-" she was cut off by Kat.
"Those evil goats. I swear, the chickens were nicer, and I was taking their babies!" we all laughed at this.
"Oh, whatever, they loved me!" she paused. "Then, we would head to the first barn, which was wear we kept the calves. We would set up all the bottles and make sure they were all eating, and then go to the second barn."
"The second barn was the one that caught on fire. We would set the cows up on the milkers while we set out all the food, then once we were done we would do the same with the third barn, while the others would work on the fourth, fifth, and sixth barns, and the stable." Kat said.
"And then we would go and eat breakfast with the family, then go get ready for school." Analeigh finished.
"You did all of that before school?" Leah asked.
"Well, of course!" Katherine twanged.
"What time did you get up?" Leah asked.
"Before dawn. I still do. I can't sleep any later after all the years..." she said, and it looked like she was thinking.
"So, are you going to the high school, and are you going to the middle school on the res, Analeigh?" Seth asked.
"Oh, yeah, I'm starting at the high school tomorrow. And I've found Analeigh a blind teacher. We're going over there tomorrow to kind of show Analeigh the house." School had started last week, and it was now Thursday. I couldn't wait for her to come to school, so I could claim her as my own. *insert mental evil chuckle*
"What's my teacher's name again? It's a French name, isn't it?" Analeigh asked.
"Yes, it is, it's..." she pulled out her phone and looked at something. "Esme Cullen."