There will be a cover picture up when fanfiction gets their image manager stuff sorted. In case anyone is following my other Alice/OC story, sorry guys! I get distracted and flipflop!
I want to say that my mother and I have always lived here in this tiny two bedroom house. Our neighbors had always been the Blacks and I don't think I'd actually stepped off the reservation until I hit high school. I lived a sheltered life. Well sort of sheltered, I knew that something odd happened with the men on the reservation.
My mother always said it was something in the water that made them grow so big, just like the trees. Sometimes I'd wander around in the woods, looking up at the trees and wondering if I'd ever get to be that tall. Funny how things change. My mother remarried when I hit high school, to a native. William Black Jr, I knew him as uncle Billy from next door. Then suddenly the Blacks weren't our neighbors and I was a child from another marriage.
Jacob black had two sisters, Rachel and Rebecca. I was born just three years after them in 1989 but despite the small age gap I didn't see them after the wedding. They left, leaving me and Jake to deal with the new environment as they went to start their lives. As my sophomore began to slowly come to a close, I found I didn't mind having Jake as a little brother. He was only a year younger than me but he'd dwarfed me in height ever since I could remember.
Fork's high school wasn't that bad. I was pale, I knew I was. I always knew that I didn't quite fit in with everyone on the reservation. I wasn't even sure how my mother was so dark but I was so pale. I'd taken my father's genes almost entirely. A female replica of him, she'd said. I'd kept his german last name of Gott after she became a Black. It made me Helena Emmaline Gott, a big mouthful basically.
"Helena. Wake up, girl." Jessica's voice chattered in my ear, making me jump.
"Who said I was asleep?" I looked away from the rain covered window to her with a raised brow.
"No one, I guess." She furrowed her brow as we stood and filtered out of the English classroom. The usual crowds pushed and pulled as we went towards the cafeteria.
"So did you hear that there's actually six of them that are joining?" Jessica giggled away as I shrugged. I was more focused on not getting elbowed in the eyeball for a bowl of lettuce.
"Now I have." I snorted. She'd been talking about these Cullens for ages now. I didn't even know how she heard of kids coming to school before they even got here.
To be fair, she some how knew about me coming before I showed up. A Quileute girl coming to Forks high school was absolutely unheard of. Truth is that I had a choice as a half blood and I felt too insecure about my level of pale compared to Jake's skin. I still remember being tag teamed by her and Lauren about Quileute guys and the size of their biceps on my first day.
"Hey babe." Mike winked as I sat a bowl of lettuce, cucumbers, peppers, and other assorted veggies down onto the table. He and I had been a thing for a little while, maybe a year or so. I didn't feel like it was all that serious and I had a feeling he'd done it just for the sudden boost in popularity.
"Hiya." I greeted. Jake didn't like him, mom didn't like him, Billy didn't like him...really no one but Jessica and Lauren liked him. I think mom and Billy had always hoped I'd pick someone from the reservation but the trouble with that was that they were all related some how. At least I knew for a fact that Mike wasn't like my fourth cousin twice removed or something.
"So hear anything about the Sadie's dance coming up?" Mike nudged my elbow with his, grinning. I turned to him, holding my hand over my mouth.
"You know I'm supposed to be asking, right?" I rolled my eyes as I spoke with a mouthful.
"Maybe." He shrugged, still grinning as he forked down what looked like spahgetti. The Sadie Hawkin's dance was in three months, at the end of our sophomore year.
"Come on, Mikey. Can't act too desperate or she might wise up and dump you." Ben Cheney smirked from across the table at my boyfriend.
"Real cute, Ben." I condescended with a small smirk. They had their little competitions but sometimes I felt like Ben wasn't the smartest guy here.
When I first came to Fork's he asked if my mother was really my mother considering she was probably five times darker than I've ever been. Jessica asked the same thing a day later but she did it with a little more finesse, asking if she was my step-mother. I think Angela Weber was the only one that didn't comment on the difference between me and the rest of my family and I'd barely talked to her since freshman year.
"Oh so you think I'm cute, huh?" He wiggled his eye brows as he clicked his tongue at me. I giggled as I shook my head, not bothering to respond to him.
The conversation drifted back to the Cullens that were supposed to show up next week while I was more concerned with the weekend starting tomorrow. Mike and I made plans to try surfing with some of his guy friends at the beach while the weather was alright.
"I still feel like I should be tagging along." Jake sighed from my bed.
"You always feel like you should be tagging along." I rolled my eyes as I pushed his leg over to the side to grab my shoes. They had little holes to let out the water but keep the rocks away from my feet.
"Thats because you keep bringing him along." Jake motioned dramatically to Mike who was standing in the doorway. I let out a small snort as Mike rolled his eyes but kept his mouth shut.
"You'll understand when you're older, now be good and there's probably some food in the freezer." I put the shoes under my arm as I stood and patted his forehead.
"See ya, squirt." Mike smirked as he threw an arm around my shoulders. I heard a low growl behind us coming from my room which left me with only Jake as the cause.
"You're always antagonizing him." I shook my head as we went down the stairs.
"What? Nuh-uh! He's antagonizing me." Mike shook his head quickly, sounding incredulous as we went out the door.
"Oh yeah?" I raised a brow as I looked over at him. He nodded roughly.
"How?" I asked with a small smirk as he fumbled for a reason to show he was being antagonized.
"H-he...he just is, okay?!" He grounded out, frustrated. I guessed it was because he couldn't come up with a reason.
"Riiight." I snorted. He flicked me which led to me flicking him back and the war began until I broke out into a run, giggling and hauling ass. I slowed down when I saw Tyler's van near the beach.
Mike caught up easily enough, walking with me until we came up to the van where he dashed off to catch up with his buddies. Lauren and Jessica were huddled under a blanket, flirting with Quil junior and Embry. Paul Lahote was standing awkwardly off the side, just sort of glaring at the girls as they giggled.
"If you glare any harder, you'll pop a hole in their heads. Let out all the hot air." I stood next to Paul, speaking up after a second. His glare slowly curved into a small smile as he glanced over at me.
"Still pale as ever, I see." He snorted turning to look my up and down now.
"Still salty as ever, I see." I quipped, making a show to look him up and down as well.
"Where's your brother?" He changed the subject, looking around me.
"Oh, I'm sure he'll be along any minute now." I smiled darkly. Jake had a tendency to follow me around when I was on the reservation and he wasn't at school. When he was at school and I was on break, he'd just follow me after. Interestingly enough, I barely talked to Jacob Black when we were just next-door neighbors.
"Want to dunk him with me?" I raised my brows, looking hopeful as I looked back to Paul.
"Oh, definitely. Why else would I come out here?" He grinned, nodding. I pumped my fist in victory. I now had a dunking partner.
"Helena, mom and dad need to talk to you." Jake greeted me at the door, he was frowning as he looked at me.
"Uh. Alright." I nodded slowly. It was Sunday night and I'd just walked all the way back from Jessica's house. She and I had done a scary movie night that didn't do wonders for my nerves but I was working through them...slowly. I sauntered into the living room where the TV was immeadiately shut off and both of them turned to face me. I looked between my mom's frowning face to Billy's with a question on my tongue.
"We wanted to talk to you about finishing your Junior and Senior year on the reservation." Billy spat out in one breath while my mother gave him a dirty look. I had a feeling that there was supposed to be a plan to talk about it and he'd just said it all in one breath.
"And...why?" I raised my brows, looking between them.
"It'd be good for you to learn around our tribe's history." My mother gave me a pacified smile as she explained, motioning to Billy. I looked over to him to see him almost gritting his teeth.
"Right." I commented with thinly veiled suspicion. There was something else going on here that they weren't telling me.
"And if I say no?" I looked back to my mom for a crack in the facade and found nothing. She either had no idea or she'd been working on her poker face hard core since breakfast when she tried to tell me we were all out of chocolate chips.
"There isn't much of a choice." Billy grunted with a controlled expression of emptiness.
"Thats great to know. Thanks for springing this on me." I scoffed and turned, going for my room and slamming the door for a dramatics effect. I wasn't actually all that bothered simply because I knew I'd find a way out of this and I wanted to know why this was brought on all of a sudden. Maybe 30 seconds later, I heard Jake's heavy feet clod along the floor up to my door.
"Come in." I sighed softly, I knew he was just standing out there, waiting. His head peeked through the door before he slide his entire body through and shut the door behind him. I'd flopped down on the bed, with my arms spread out. He sat on the edge, not saying anything at first.
"Its not all bad. You'll get to hang with me and my crew." He bumped my forehead lightly as he spoke.
"Oh good. The dream team." I snorted, looking up at him.
"Aw come on. We're not that bad." Jake huffed, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Nah, just chock full of those prepubescent hormones." I smirked as his face molded itself into a deeper frown.
"Shut up." He muttered, looking down. I rolled around onto my stomach and squeezed his leg.
"I'm messing, Jake." I admitted.
"Yeah, yeah." He rolled his eyes as he laid back onto the bed next to me.