A/N: Co-written by my bestest budddster (and junk –evil laugh-) Will-alwys-Luv-Jace92 so go check out her stuff or the Vulturi will come after you. DO IT!! This story was inspired by my pure randomness and weird dreams. So read, review and tell me what you think or I will cry. –tears up- see! I will do it! Review and Edward will hug you!!
Much Love, The Real Mrz. Black
I sat in my bedroom, staring out of my window as the unusually clear Forks sky turned a brilliant shade of red. Twilight. The sun descended even further into the sky and the invisible line that seemed to divide the Quilette reservation and Forks was set ablaze with the last light of sun for the day.
I had just finished unpacking my things when I heard a voice behind me. "Skye? Come downstairs please. Your father and I want to introduce you to some of our new neighbors." She was using her "sweet" voice. The one that only came on for anyone, but me and dad. Typical.
I sighed and took my time going down the steps. Halfway down I leaned over the banister and gazed half heartedly into the living room. In it sat my parents, two of our neighbors I vaguely recognized from earlier as the town chief policeman and one of the elders from the reservation. By the time I was completely down the stairs I noticed two other people in the room. A teenage boy and girl. The girl was relatively plain, but it was the boy that really caught my attention.
I walked into the living room slowly, trying not to stare at the remarkable boy. He had russet colored skin, almost golden. His shiny, long jet black hair was loose; a curtain of velvet around is angular face, looking as if it were chiseled from stone. And his eyes. Oh his eyes! I felt their rich, brown warmth as soon as he turned to look at me. I felt the warmth deep down… in my heart.
Then I froze. This boy, that interested me like no other before him, smiled a broad smile that lit up the room. I had never liked the retro look that my mother chose for our living room, but for some reason, suddenly I liked it a whole lot more.
I then heard someone clear their throat. I turned my head, momentarily broken from my hypnosis, to see my mother ushering me further into the room. "Yes, Mom?" I asked, slightly annoyed that she was distracting me. "Dear, can you go fetch a plate of treats for our guests? They have been waiting patiently for you to come from your room." "Uh, ok" I say, slowly leaving the room, disappointed that I couldn't be in the room a little longer with out guests. As I'm rounding the corner out of the living room into the hallway I hear a smooth, deep voice. "I'll help her!" I turn to see the boy following behind me. I look up to see that he doesn't look like a boy at all. Wow, he must be almost 7 feet tall!
As we entered the kitchen, I avoid looking at the boy. Instead I go to a corner and I lift a box that I think Mother's good china would be in. "Here, let me get that" I hear as the box is easily lifted from my outstretched arms. Our hands briefly touch then we make eye contact and I feel my cheeks turning red. "Thanks." There goes my avoidance plan…His hands are extremely warm, I can feel the heat radiating from him. Why do I feel so… so… attracted to him? I don't even know his name!
As if reading my mind, right on cue he says "The names Jake" then sits the box down, smiles and puts out his hand. I hesitate then slowly put my hand in his. "They call me Skye. I was born in an open field surrounded by the clearest blue sky you could ever imagine." Oh God! Why was I telling this total stranger this? I turn my head to the left and stare at the wall in embarrassment.
"That's a beautiful name" Jake said then kissed my knuckles. I looked back at him in surprise. "Um, thanks." We then worked silently preparing some sandwiches and crackers and cheese on one of my mother's china plates. Every time I glanced over at Jake I found him staring at me which just made me glance away quickly. Why is he staring at me? Is there something on my face? That jerk! He really would let me sit here and have something on my face without saying something?
Just as I was about to open my mouth and tell him to shove it, he smiled at me and said "Your hair is so pretty, way better than my shaggy hair." At that comment I moved my hand to feel my hair before I could stop myself. "Your hair isn't that bad! Actually, I think its kind of cute." Jake smiled got even bigger, if that's possible, then said "Thanks but we better stop stalling. I bet your mom is getting a little restless." We then eat took a plate and walked back into the living room.
"Thank you, honey." She smiled at me. Please, everyone can see through that. I smiled back. I could still feel Jacob staring at me. "This is Charlie, and his daughter Bella. They're our neighbors." I smiled and nodded at them. Bella was looking at Jake with a shocked expression on her face. Then suddenly snapped her mouth shut and latched an arm around him in a protective way. Was she jealous? Of me? The second the thought came into my head I pushed it out. That couldn't be it. I knew no one, and the ring on her left hand obviously meant commitment. So why did I get the sense that she was pissed at me?
"Hi! It's nice to finally have someone Bella's age living next door." Charlie and the man in the wheelchair chuckled. I had yet to get his name. "Oh! Sorry, I forgot to introduce Billy Black. He's an old friend of mine. That's his son Jacob," he chuckled. So I wasn't being paranoid. He was staring at me.
"She knows. I introduced my self." Bella's grip got tighter. He fidgeted from her sudden iron tight grasp. He muttered something and she moved her arm back still upset at his interest in me. "Have you met anyone else yet?" he asked looking pointedly at Bella. She glared at him, and crossed her arms just as her phone rang. Whoever was on the other line made her smile brighten and his falter slightly. She flipped it open and practically flew out of the room to talk to the person on the phone. "No…, but I do start at Forks High School tomorrow. Do you go there?" I asked hopefully as we both watched Bella cross the room mumbling something.
Jake turned back to look at me, his smile returning. "Unfortunately, no. I go to the high school closer to the reservation. But, Bella does go to the Forks school. Maybe you two could be friends." He sounded about as doubtful as I felt. At least he knew.
For a few precious seconds we just sat there in silence, and he stared. I could feel myself starting to blush. That was confirmed only a few seconds later when he started to laugh. Loudly. For the second time in ten minutes I was about to tell him to shove it. I felt a pattern starting to form. "That's cute. Bella does it all the time." That's three times. Definitely a pattern. Just when I was about to say it Bella walked back into the room. This time Bella seemed much happier as she dragged a copper haired boy with golden eyes that seemed to be wishing for help with every step with her.
An uncomfortable silence followed them into the room, and Jake got up and sat down on the couch next to me to make room for the new arrival. His ever present smile gone, and a new smug look took the place of the pained expression on the new arrival. "This is Edward Cullen, my boy…fiancé." Bella blushed when she corrected herself, clearly avoiding Jake's gaze. The tension in the room grew thicker and thicker until you could practically cut it with a knife. Whoa. Problems… "Well, now that we have a couple of new gay babies…" I mumbled. Jake and Edward both burst into laughter at the same moment. "What?" Bella asked annoyed.
"Yea, Skye, what was that?" Jake asked smiling brighter than before. Why? Why did he have to have such good hearing? "It's an inside joke between me and my friends in Connecticut. One of my old teachers said that every time there is an awkward silence a gay baby is born…" I trailed off hoping they would all just forget about it. Unfortunately Edward seemed reluctant. "I've got to remember to mention that one to Emmett." He laughed.
The confused expression on my face must've tipped him off because he elaborated. "Emmett's my brother. I have two of them, and two sisters." Another awkward silence. It was obvious none of them liked each other. Just then everyone else walked in from the tour of our house only to bring more tension with them. Just perfect.
A/N:
Emmett: NOW TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT! WHAT YOU REALLY, REALLY WANT!
Us: I'LL TELL YOU WAT I WANT! WAT I REALLY, REALLY WANT! I WANNA, I WANNA, I WANNA, I WANNA, I WANNA WHOLE BUNCH OF PEOPLE TO REVIEW!!
Emmett: Those aren't the words.
Me: But that's what I really, really want. -tears-
Emmett: Fine! Review!!