Who's this new voice?
My heart was pounding as I raced towards the little town of forks. It's been several months since I've run away. I hoped Bella was no longer there, I don't think I could control myself. I felt the butterflies in my stomach rise up to my throat.
As I got closer the reserve I could here the thoughts of my brothers.
"I see you have finally returned" said a very familiar voice. It was none other than Sam's deep voice.
"Took you long enough" thought the voice of Quil.
"Where have you been?" asked Embry.
"Finally" thought Paul.
"Who's this?" thought and unfamiliar voice.
"Remember, we told you about Jacob!" thought Sam.
"Oh, the idiot who ran away because a girl chose a bloodsucker over him?" thought the unfamiliar voice.
"Hey!" I thought.
"I only think of the truth!" the voice whined.
I ran till I got to the edge of the reserve, then I turned back into Jacob and open my backpack with my clothes. I quickly got dressed and walked into the open. People stared as I walked, barefoot, to my little house. I opened the door to find Charlie, Sam, Billy, and the rest of the pack, including the new member, crammed into the small front room.
Charlie walked over to me first. "Nice to see your back from your school trip." I knew otherwise but what ever they told him was fine with me. "Did you have fun?" he asked.
"More than imaginable." I sighed and everyone laughed, except for the new member. Which I realized then that she was…well….a she.
I walked over to Sam after talking with Charlie and getting grounded by Billy.
"Hey who's the new girl?" I asked looking at her. Her dark skin and black hair matched everyone else, but her green eyes stuck out the most. All we had was regular old brown.
"She join right after you left", his low voice rumbled. "I swear she's more of a handful than Quil. She of the rebel type, and hates to be ordered around by any one but me. It must be an age thing; I mean being changed at the age of thirteen must be a shock to her." He sighed.
"She changed at thirteen?" I asked a bit shocked.
"Yeah, and when she did I swear she hated us all. If anyone of us got near her she would snarl like where trying to kill her. Until she meet Leah, then she started to show her true self to us all. It was quit shocking that she was this kind, until Quil picks on her, and then she turns into the devil. She's quite good at fighting. She took Quil down in mere seconds." Sam said.
"Seconds? Wow he must have really pissed her off. It took me ten minutes just to get him off of me" I said in a smaller voice.
"She doesn't talk about here parents much, but they don't live here either. She ran away from them because she almost killed her father after he did some horrible stuff to her. Just by looking at her though it's like she's normal. I mean she's shorted than Charlie but she has already changed. She looks like she could be on of our children" he said looking at her.
I studied her from where I was standing. How could she be so short? Bella was taller than her! She was supposed to be about my height, maybe a little less.
That's when she turned around to see me staring at her. She had a puzzled look on her face. It was really cute actually. She walked up to me. O-m-g! She was way to short to be a werewolf. She looked me square in the eye and half growled "what?"
"Nothing, I was just…uh…studying" I said, but the studying came out as studding.
Her eye twitched as he said it. "Studding?" she laughed.
"I mean studying!" he growled/yelled.
"There's no god damn reason to yell!" she yelled back.
"There must be a god damn reason cause you're yelling too!" he yelled back.
I looked up from the girl to find everyone staring at us. I pushed her to our back door and pushed her outside. She struggled all the way out. God, she was strong for a short, thirteen-year-old.
"Let go of me you bastard!" she growled.
"Where do you learn these words?" I yelled.
"From the pack!" she yelled.
"They taught you that!?" I yelled.
"No, they think it a lot! Damn it! Stop asking questions!" she yelled back.
"Can we please stop yelling?" I pleaded.
"Maybe" she growled in a lower voice.
"That's better. Now, this is no way to start out knowing each other! I would rather us be friends than mortal enemies; believe me I have plenty of those. So what's your name?"
"You don't need to know that information." She said with her back to me. God, she was a thirteen year old.
"What if you get trapped in a crowd that was about to get hit by several fast moving cars, and the only way to get out was for me to get your attention?" I asked slyly.
"What's the chance that will happen?" she growled.
"Just tell me the god damn name!" I yelled.
"What happened to not yelling?" her smile was mocking.
It took all I had not to backhand her." Just, please tell me the name." I pleaded. I knew she could not resist the watery eyes.
"You look like a dying puppy, but I will tell you any way. It's Genia, but everyone calls me Gen." Gen said.
"Well, I'm finally glade to know your name." I said in a sigh.
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