This is the first chapter for Will I Choose Him or My Family. The redone story. You do not have to read the first story if u don't want to, you won't miss a thing. I'm just redoing the story.

Heather does not know about the Cullens being vampires, or the pack being werewolves. She's under the impression the Cullens all have a weird disease that makes them look young, and they don't want people to know. And why shouldn't she believe them? Carlisles a doctor. But she also knows that they're all adopted, just Carlisle and Esme wanted kids like them, or in other words, kids with the same disease. She also knows she's adopted too, but doesn't have the disease.

Only Nessie and Heather go to school, it's their freshman year. And they're 15.

I know it's confusing.:(

The other story is still up if you guys want to read it.

Please review.

Heather POV.

"Hae." Nessie yelled from my tiny bathroom. "Where is your curler?"

I sighed and quit scrunching my own hair.

"In the middle drawer, beside the tampons!" I told her, looking into the huge full lengh mirror in front of me, continuing to scrunch my hair.

After I was done I applied light eyeliner on my bottom and top eyes. Then some black mascara.

Nessie came out of my bathroom, her hair super curly.

"I'm done." she said, standing beside me.

She was dressed in a pair of skinny jeans, with a pink shirt. She had on a pair of flip flops to top off the outfit. Her 'N' necklace sparkled next to her pale skin.

She looked alot older than 15, but she is only 15, like me.

"Okay. Can you do my eye shadow?" I asked her, handing her the brush.

~*HeatherDawnCullen*~

I grabbed my drawstring backpack and my ipod off of the couch as me and Nessie headed into the kitchen, where Esme was cooking.

"Hi, girls." she said, looking at us for a brief second, then put our breakfeast's onto 2 plates.

"Hi, grandma!" we both chorused, grabbing plates.

We ate half of it, then grabbed muffins Emily had sent over.

"Yum!" I said to Nessie. "Blueberry."

We both headed into the garage, where our parents(Mine: Emmett and Rosalie, Nessie:Edward and Bella.) were waiting to take us to school.

"Hey, mom, Dad, Uncle Ed, Aunt Bella." I said in a cheery tone, going over to my dad's door mirror and putting lip gloss on my pink lips.

"What in the hell are you wearing?" Dad asked me.

Mom smacked him.

I looked down at my tank top and cut off jeans.

"What?" I asked him, confused.

"Emmett!" Mom yelled, smirking. "She's just wearing makeup."

Oh, right. He's never seen me wear makeup before. Forgot.

But I thought he was talking about the wayyyy toooooo short shorts.

"She's not allowed to wear makeup, Rose." he said to mom, looking at me.

"She's allowed to, honey. All girls wear makeup."

"Not all girls wear really short shorts."

"Leave her alone. Maybe she'll bring a boy home."

I grinned as my dad glared at my mother as she said the word boy.

"Emmett, I was a 2 years older than her when I met Edward." Bella stuck up for me. "She's not that young."

"Bella's right. You'll have your first son in law soon." Uncle Edward said.

I grinned even wider then.

"No way." he told them. "Remember Eddy, you got Bella knocked up when she was 18. Hae is not going to do that. She's going to college."

"Clown college." Nessie whispered to me, noting my awful grades last year.

I laughed at her and got into the back of my dads jeep, Nessie sitting beside me.

I got out my phone and started txting the girl beside me.

Thanks for not telling them about Blake.

She wrote back.

No prob, only dad's prolly listening to our conversation in our heads, so we'd better go.

I gave my uncle a look.

He nodded, knowing my dad would freak out if he knew, and would probubly go out and strangle Blake.

Blake.

My boyfriend of a week almost.

He's got these cute dark green eyes, and dark black hair cut to his chin, that is so soft. He's got a 6 pack.

We met at the beach in LaPush, and totally fell head over heels for each other.

Which is why we have a date tonight, it's going to another bonfire party in LaPush.

~*HeatherDawnCullen*~

We got to school kinda early, and saw our little group of druggie friends. We were all in a band together, which kinda made us unseperable.

Then I saw Blake.

I smiled a sexy grinn and waved at him as soon as I got out of the car, Nessie following me.

He waved back.

Which my parents saw.

"Oh good God!" My dad whispered to my mother, who just squeeled.

Edward just looked at me and I nodded.

We walked away, to our friends.

I kept looking over at Blake the entire time.

He kept looking over at me.

Our eyes met several times.

I gave our friend, Sara, a hug, and our friend Zac a knuckle touch.

"How was your summer?" Sara asked us as we walked to our lockers.

"Pretty boring." Zac said.

"Your the one to talk!" Nessie said, laughing. I joined in on the laughing. You see, Zac and his family spent the whole summer in California.

"Yeah, Mr. Califonia. How was it?" I asked him.

"It was fine. Sunny, wayyy too sunny if you ask me." he said, grinning.

"So did you go to Santa Carla?" Sara asked him.

Ohhh. Good question. The Lost Boys movies took place in Santa Carla, which is our favorite movie.

"Totally. No vamps, unfortunatly." he said.

Nessie looked uneasy.

"Who wouldn't want to be a vampire?" Sara asked him.

"I would." I replied, the grinn still on my face. "How bout you Nessie?"

"Totally. It would be awesum!" she said, all cheery again.

I wonder if she and Jake were having problems.

I hope not, I'd hear about it later if they were.

We were about halfway to our lockers when an hand grabbed my arm, jerking me away from my friends.

I already knew it was Blake.

"Hey." I said as he pushed me into the abandoned part of the school, the haunted classroom.

"Hey." he replied, kissing me hard on the lips.

~*HeatherDawnCullen*~

After a long day, Uncle Jasper and Aunt Alice came to pick us up in Alice's porche.

"Hey!" I said, climbing into the back of the porche.

Nessie got in after me.

"Where do you guys want to go?" Alice asked us, already knowing the answer.

"THE MALL!" we both yelled.

And so it was.