Summary: Mirabella Fuentes has just moved from Sunny Arizona to rainy Washington. On her first day of school, she meets the Pack, and all seems to be going well, until she mentions where she's from. Then, she locks gazes with Jacob Black, and it's so intense she cant deny the connection they have. The problem? He can. It seems like he just wants her to disappear from the face of the Earth, and she doesn't know why. But after an accident that turns Mirabella and Jacob's lives upside down, things just seem to get even stranger than they were before. Looks like Forks had more in store for her than she'd planned.
BOOK ONE
"Honey, we need to talk to you." my mother had said, coming in my room with my father in tow. I've never hated any words as much as I did those right now. Those words were the reason I was unloading boxes in some town in Washington where my mom's job was relocated to, and we had to leave our warm little house in Arizona right by the Indian Reservation my Tia lived on.
My mother's job is doing research on endangered animals, and her's is the wolf. More specifically, the Olympic Wolf. My mother has dedicated her life to saving the endangered Olympic Wolf, and she has dragged our whole family with her. Not that I dont love my mother, but I wish that we could just stay in one place for more than three years.
My mom's job doesnt effect my father so much because he's a carpenter and he can find work pretty much anywhere. Me and my brother, unfortunately, are not so lucky. We've had to move schools at least four times. But, my brother is almost eighteen, and he can move out soon. So, really, it's only me that's going to be left.
"Mirabella, get that box on top, would ya?" asked my brother, coming up behind me and squeezing my sides, making me jump.
"Luigino!" I snapped, giggling. I turned around heading out to the car. I grabbed said box and headed inside the rickety house before he did.
"We start school tomorrow, Miabelle." he said, shuffling inside behind me. I groaned and threw myself in a chair.
"Already?" I asked, mentally exhasted. I closed my eyes and rubbed my temples. "Where's our parental units, Louie?" He cracked a grin and shrugged.
We had arrived in Forks two days ago, and all we had done was unpack, sleep and eat. We didnt even have time to look around, not that there was anything to do here. The closest movie theater was in Port Angeles, like, an hour away. And Louie had a car, but,as close as we were, it was only a matter of time before he acquired a social life and a girlfriend. I mentally sighed. Yeah. I was going to be a loser.
"Oh, you know what? I think Mom dragged dad to go introduce themselves to the people here." he said, snapping his fingers.
"Ugh. Why does our mom have to be so embarrassing?" I whined. He shrugged, yet again.
"I dunno why she bothers. We're not even going to school in Spoons." he said. I grinned.
"Oh. I wonder why? OH! That's right. The town is called Forks, smart one." I corrected.
"Whatever. Forks. Spoons. Knives, all the same Belle." He waved me off dismissively and I scowled. "The point is we're going to school on the Reservation, cause it's closer to the research center where Mom is working."
"Are you serious?" I asked, increadulous. "Then why do we live in Forks?"
"Hey, dont ask me. But, I do know that we're gonna be the whitest people at that school." he said with a solem face. I looked down, and realized that he was right. It didnt matter if we were Latinos, and it didnt matter if we lived in Arizona and Texas. We had to face the fact that we werent blessed with the Moreno gene, like our dad who lived in San Antonio until his college years or the olive skin gene like our mother who was raised a New Jersey Italian until she met my dad. We were the pale-est people that were attending that school.
What. A. Piss off.
ONE DAY LATER TUESDAY 6:48 a.m.
"Louie! Get out the bathroom!" I yelled, banging on the door. This was the exact reason mom had tried to wake me up before Louie. I knew I should've taken a shower last night. Oh, but then my curls wouldnt've been curly. "Luigino Alejandro Fuentes! Get your butt out of the shower!" I demanded, stomping my foot like some gringaon tv. I heard the water stop, and wet feet pad on the floor. The door opend to reveal my brother, sopping wet, with a towel around his waist, thank god, with an annoyed look on his face.
"WHAT, Mirabella?" he snarled. I recoiled. Uh oh. Full name. Louie only used that when he was uber pissed. Usually he called me Miabelle, which is because he couldnt pronounce Mirabella when he was four, Belle or Bella.
"Uh, shower...my turn?" I mumbled crestfallen. His glare softened as he sighed.
"I'm done. Go ahead and get in and hurry up so we can follow mom to the Rez." he said.
I nodded as he walked out of the bathroom and I walked in. I pulled my hair out of it's ponytail and let it fall in waves, and ringlets at the end. I quickly got into the shower and rushed through my routine. I jumped out of the shower and into my room, to pick out my clothes.
I flipped through the clothes in my closet and settled on a brown long sleeved shirt, old faded jeans, and my Spurs jacket, just to stand out. I slipped on my grey Chucks on and grabbed my phone, and my backpack. I walked downstairs and into the kitchen where Louie was waiting, keys in one hand, Frusion in the other. He tossed me one, and motioned for me to follow him out to the car. I slipped a knit beanie over my wet hair and followed my brother into the 1994 Chevy pick up truck, a gift from my Tia.
The truck was actually in pretty good condition. Louie installed a new stereo system in it and worked on it constantly. It was kind of annoying, but this thing was his baby.
I slammed the door just in time to see Mom getting in the station wagon.
"We following Momma?" I asked buckling the seat belt. Louie nodded doing the same. I took a deep breath and moved my backpack to rest on my feet. Mom pulled out of the driveway and Louie followed in suit.
Most of the ride was quiet, except for the heater blasting and the last few minutes when the school was up ahead.
"There it is, Belle." said Louie.
"Yup." I gulped audibly.
"Dont worry. You're a freshman, and I'm a senior. No pressure." he laughed nervously. It sure sounded like he was trying to convince himself more than me.
"Uh, Louie, not helping that much," I sighed as he pulled into the parking lot. I looked around and everyone there had beautiful russet colored skin. Yeah. I felt like a snow girl here. We were definitely not in Arizona anymore. I bit my lip as Louie parked and shut off the car. The school was relatively small compared to other ones, but I'm not complaining. The smaller the school, the less difficulty needed learning my way around it. We sat in silence for a couple minutes.
"Well, we better get this over with." he said, sighing. I reached over and clutched his arm, my eyes widening.
"I cant do this." I said blinking back tears. He turned toward me and smiled soothingly.
"Yes you can, Belle. You're my sister, and you're going to be okay. We're going through this together. Dont worry." he said. I took a deep breath and nodded quickly wiping my face. I shook out my long, brown hair, and pulled my backpack over my shoulder.
"Let's do this," I said, taking one final deep breath. I pushed the door open and was immediately hit with simultanius stares of the other students.
I stepped out into the cold, and followed Louie into the school. As soon as I stepped foot inside the school, I noticed two things. One, it was definitely a place I'd rather be than outside. Two, there were three insanely tall, built guys in cut off jeans, and t-shirts. These three stood out from the rest because of their mutant height, and their hair. Back in San Antonio, they could definitely pass for Mexicans with their looks and hair. They had this Mohawk thing going, and I was trying not to stare, but they were so abnormal, so... inhuman.
"Bella, let's go." Louie said, snapping me out of my reviere. I was vaguely aware of the baby-faced one snapping his head over to look at me, and I caught his gaze, but quickly followed my brother to where ever he was going...
UNKNOWN P.O.V.
"Bella?" I said out loud. Embry and Quil turned to me in shock.
"What?" they asked in unison. I shook my head and turned back to them.
"What's what?" I asked, confused.
"You just said 'Bella?'." said Embry, doing a very poor version of me.
"Yeah. What's up with that, Seth? Especially since you know what Jake's going through. He's coming to school today, you know." glared Quil. I shook my head.
"Guys, I swear I just heard some guy call that girl Bella." I said, rushing my words, pointing to the girl that was nearly invisible now. Their eyes widened.
"What?" they asked simultaneously, again.
"Yeah." I concluded just as the bell rang.
"This isnt over, Clearwater." threatened Quil, like it was my fault. I rolled my eyes and ran to Geography.
I walked in and Mrs. Grey gave me a pointed look at me then motioned for me to take a seat.
"Okay, so I hope you've been studying for that map test of the United States." she said. I internally rolled my eyes. I'd been on patrol for the past three days, so I've had no time to study whatsoever and Lord knows Sam isnt going to lighten up with the fear of Jacob going AWOL again. I'm surprised I'm even going to school at the lack of sleep I'm getting.
"Now, take your maps out and-" Mrs. Grey was interrupted by the door opening and a girl walking in. Not just any girl. The girl I saw this morning. The first thing I noticed about her was she was short. Maybe 5'2". The next thing I noticed was that she was kind of pale. Not albino pale, or Cullen pale. Not even Bella Swan pale. Like, you could tell she spent time in the sun, but she didnt have a tan to prove it? Am I making sense? Then, I noticed she was pretty. Really pretty.
"Uh, hi." she said, softly, and almost in a whisper. If it werent for the crazy wolf thing, I probably wouldnt have been able to hear her.
"Hello, who are you?" asked Mrs. Grey, probably pissed cause she interrupted her lesson. Never mess with Mrs. Grey's lesson. Not unless you want to be smited.
"I'm new here. The principal kept me and my brother after the bell. Sorry."she apologized, handing Mrs. Grey a form. Mrs. Grey scanned it quickly and turned to the class.
"Class, this is Mirabella Fuentes. She moved here from...?" she trailed off, looking at Mirabella, with her eyebrow raised.
"Oh, uh, Arizona." she said, flustered.
Whoa, wait! Arizona? Seriously?
"Right. Please treat her as you would treat any other student here. Mirabella, I would like you to take your seat next to..." she scanned the room, and with my luck, one of the only seats open was next to me. The other was right next to Picks-her-nose Priscilla Rain, and she was sick with a cold, so Mrs. G had no other choice but to look straight at me and grinned. "Seth Clearwater." she finished. "Raise your hand, Seth." she ordered. I raised my hand and Mirabella quickly walked over to the desk to my right and sat down.
"Now, I want you to take out your maps and review. Seth, help Mirabella, please, while I go make copies of the next chapter review." said Mrs. G as she walked out of the room. The room burst into conversation, as Mirabella just sat in her seat, shifting uncomfortably. I turned to her and raised an eyebrow.
"So, Arizona, huh?" I asked awkwardly. She glanced at me and smiled.
"Mhmm." she hummed.
"So, you go by Bella?" I asked. She raised her eyebrow in suspicion.
"I go by a lot of things," she said vaguely.
"But mainly Bella." I said.
MIRABELLA'S P.O.V.
"But mainly Bella." he said. It wasnt a question, or an assumption. He said it with a certain finality and it confused me.
"No. I go by Mirabella, Belle, Miabelle, or Mimi. Sometimes Bella, but not usually." I said, narrowing my eyes at him. He looked a little relieved, but quickly covered it up with a calm look.
"So, what should I call you?" he asked. Okay, wait a second. Was this guy flirting with me? Ugh. Guys are so confusing.
"I dunno. Whichever you prefer," I shrugged, grinning.
"So, you moved from Arizona?" he asked again.
"Uh, yeah. You already asked that." I said, laughing.
"Oh," he said, blushing a bit. "Where? In Arizona, I mean. Like, Phoenix?" he said, almost hesitantly. I shook my head profusely.
"No way. We lived in some little town right by an Indian Reservation where my Tia worked." I said. "I dont even remember the name."
"An Indian Reservation?" he asked, looking surprised. I nodded.
"Yeah. It was Navajo, I think." I said, even though I doubted he wanted to know. He nodded, looking impressed.
"You move a lot?" he asked.
"What?" I asked, wondering if I heard him right.
"Towns. Cities. States. Stuff like that." he said, not seeming to understand why I was freaking out. I breathed a sigh of relief and said,
"Yeah. My mom's a scientist/environmentalist and she's like, obsessed with saving the Olympic Wolf." I shrugged. "We move a lot for her work."
"The Olympic Wolf, eh?" he said, with an almost wolfish grin, like there was some unknown joke that I didnt have a part in. "You like wolves too?" he asked.
"Yeah. They're really beautiful animals." I smiled. "I used to bug my parents about having a pet wolf, but they said they were too dangerous to be domesticated."
"Wolves arent the most dangerous thing out there, you'll soon find out around here." he said with thick implications. I was about to ask what he meant, but he started rambling about the map test, which we were supposed to be reviewing over. Luckily for me, I already did this at my old school. But, I didnt bother telling him that because the teacher just walked in and started going over the next region.
After class, Seth pulled me aside to see my schedule.
"Hey, we have all the same classes." he smiled. I smiled back too.
"Cool, Now I wont be totally alone." I said, silently cheering inside.
"Let's go. The faster we get this over with, the faster we got to lunch." he said.
"Haha. You sound just like my brother," I said, rolling my eyes and chuckling with him.
LUNCH 12:07 p.m.
"No! I did not fall. I was tripped!" I laughed with Seth as we stood in the lunch line. He snorted and rolled his eyes.
"Yeah right. You cant be tripped in a place where no one is, Miabelle." he said, grabbing a peice of pizza.
"Yes, you can. Especially if a girl moves a chair to trip you, Seth." I said, scowling at the hamburger I picked out. I grabbed some peaches and some tater tots and put them on the tray too.
"For the last time, Clarrise didnt push that chair into you, Belle." he said, putting the same on his tray and grabbing us both a small carton of chocolate milk.
"Thanks." I said, moving up the line with him. "For the last time, Clarisse did push that chair into my foot, therefore, tripping me in the process." I said, while he payed for his lunch.
"You know what I think? I think you're just clumsy." he said. I scowled and handed money to the lunch lady. "In fact, I haven't met anyone as clumsy as you since Be-" I looked at him as he stopped mid-sentence. "Never mind. It's not important," he said, leading me outside to a table with no one.
"Mkay," I said, shrugging it off for now. "Are your friends joining us?" I asked, popping a tatertot in my mouth.
"My friends?" he asked in surprise.
"Yeah. The mutant ones, just like you." I said, propping my elbow on the table.
"Oh, them. Well, probably. Maybe not. Jake might not be up to eating lunch here, though."
"Oh. Why?" I asked, cocking my head to the side.
"He just got back." he shrugged.
"Back from where?" I asked, taking a bit of my burger.
"He just went out of town. He didnt tell us why." he said, looking down.
"Seth! Yo!" Our heads snapped towards whoever was calling him. My eyes found the two guys that were talking to Seth this morning. The were three this time, though. The two I recognized from this morning were smiling, shoving eachother playfully. They were all mutantly tall, just like Seth, but the third looked significantly different from them. He was a little taller, a little more muscular, and a little more angry looking.
I bit my lip, and looked down at my lunch, pulling apart the burger and placing a little piece in my mouth, chewing inconspicuously. They approched and sat down all around. Me and Seth on one side, and the three others facing us. I sat, trying to make myself invisible to all these strangers.
"Embry, Quil." he said to the first two. "Jacob," he said in a different tone, as if walking on egg shells.
"Seth, man, you gonnna introduce us to your new lady friend?" the one on the far left, in front of Seth, said raising his right eyebrow.
"Oh, right. Guys, this is Mirabella Fuentes." he said, pointing to me. They looked kind of guarded, the way their shoulders tensed. The one to my right, Jacob, squared his shoulders and glanced at me, then back down.
"Belle, this is Embry Call," he pointed to the one in front of him- the shortest out of them all-, "Quil Ateara,"- the one right in front of me, "and Jacob Black," the one to my right, obviously.
They were all staring, and I felt my face flush in overwhelming embarrassment. No one spoke for a long moment until Embry coughed.
"Um, you know, every awkward silence a gay baby is born?" I said, biting my lip, and twiddling my thumbs. Again, all eyes on me, except Jacob's. Embry, Quil and Seth cracked up laughing, and I cracked a grin.
"So, uh, Fuentes, where are you from? We've never seen you around here before, so you must be new." said Quil, propping his elbows on the table.
"I'm from this teeny tiny town in Arizona." I said, crossing my legs. I noticed a couple things then. Embry gave Quil a wide eyed look, then they both gave Seth the same look. Seth looked apologetic, and Jacob... He just looked really pissed. I was starting to think I should find somewhere else to sit. He finally looked at me, and held my gaze.
My eyes widened when I met his warm, brown eyes. We just looked at eachother for Lord knows how long. I felt a shock through out my body, starting from my heart, flowing out through my finger tips. It was the oddest feeling in the world, but it wasnt a bad feeling. It was a feeling that I never wanted to let go of, that I didnt want to end. But maybe I was the only one who felt this... pull towards Jacob Black, because all I saw in his eyes were hate and anger. Directed straightly towards me. The intensity of the emotions in his eyes was very clear to me. It broke my heart, and a lump formed in my throat.
By the time I realized I wasnt wanted here, I also realized all of them were staring at us. And they all looked apologetic. I felt my eyes glaze over with an extreme sadness and I bit my lip. I stood up, letting my hair fall in a brunette curtain, hiding my face from embarrassment.
"I should go." I stated, my appetite suddenly disappearing. A warm hand grasped my arm softly, but it wasnt the hand that I wanted. It was Seth's hand.
"No, Mirabella, you dont have-" Seth's soothing voice was cut off, suddenly, by a voice I didnt recognize at all.
"No. She's right. She shouldgo." snarled the voice. I looked up, and realized it was Jacob, who spoke for the very first time since I met him. His voice was harsh, threaded with a finality that made him... scary. Not scary. No, scary doesnt do him justice. Horrifying, is more the right term. Like he would burst out of his skin any moment. His face was contorted into a look of pure hatred for me, and I was glued to my spot for a milisecond before I picked up my bag swiftly and in one fluid motion, I was out of there, Seth's comforting hand long forgotten.
EDIT: Hey, guys, I'm just editing this story, and making a few minor changes. I think They'll be great! Let me know what you think.
I know you did, and I'm soooo utterly sorry I havent been updating my other stories. I've honestly just lost inspiration for them. Like, honestly, I have. I just cant pick up a pencil, or sit at my computer and write nonsense. It's just not me. But, as soon as I find inspiration, I will definitely update!
Anyway, back to this story. I'm excited about this story. I've been working on this all week, mostly because I havent been home for three days, so I havent been on the computer to write all my ideas down, but I'm very happy with the way it turned out. The whole time I was writing it, three songs were stuck in my head. Fairytale and Gravity, both by Sara Bareilles, and One Time by Justin Bieber. Seriously wonderful songs.
Oh! and for the record, I just realized that Mirabella was from Arizona as I was re-reading it just now. But, guys, dont get your hopes up on the updating patterns because I may or may not finish this story. I honestly want to. I just need to have the inspiration to continue.
So, I hope you guys like this one, and it would definitely mean a lot if you review and leave suggestions for it because I'll definitely take them into consideration! R&R, please?