I was 12 when my parents died. I wasn't in the car, I was visiting my awkward uncle Charlie in the rainy town of Forks, Washington. My parents were back home in Seattle. Apparently it was a drunk driver that slammed into my parents' mini van while running a red light at an intersection. Knowing the facts didn't make it better, it didn't seem like it was real.
It's still hard to imagine them gone. When it happened, there was some debate on which relative would be forced to take me. My father was uncle Charlie's brother but my mom had a closer relationship with Renee, Charlie's ex-wife. Also, my mother's mother from England wanted to send me away to boarding school but had no good reason. Eventually, Charlie won- mostly because he was closer and had a better relationship with me.
So, that rainy day at Child Services, I saw Charlie's cop car roll into the parking lot. I followed the car with my eyes, a small frown on my face. Charlie got out of his car, closing the door shut and walked over to me. He had been crying, not something easily done by Charlie. Charlie was very close with my father so I knew that his death must have been very hard for Charlie to deal with.
He casually said, "Hey, kiddo,"
I faked a small smile for him and said, "Hi, Uncle Charlie,"
We stood in silence, frowning at the ground. He sighed and looked at my two large duffle bags that held all of my possessions, "Can I help you with those?" he offered.
I nodded slowly. He picked up the bags, struggling a bit with the weight. I followed him carefully to the car, grasping my mother's heart pendant that was given to me after she died. It was a lovely gold heart with an "A" engraved into it. My mother's name was Abigail and my mother named me Ava so that I could wear the pendant. I would have worn it anyways but she was a silly woman.
I got into the passenger seat of the car, I was nearly thirteen now- and kind of tall for my age so if Charlie had a problem with me sitting in the seat he would just have to suck it up. I then noticed that twelve year olds were allowed to ride in the front and was embarrassed with my own silliness. As we drove back to Charlie's house, Charlie tried to make small talk.
"Bella called," he started, "She sends her love and condolences. So does Renee,"
"Mm," I muttered, "Yeah, I've been getting that a lot lately. Love and condolences that is,"
"It won't be forever," Charlie whispered sympathetically, "I know that this is hard. It is for me too, we'll get through it together, alright? You and me, Ava. We're a team now,"
I looked at him and sighed shakily, tears filling my eyes, "Promise you won't leave me too?"
"I promise," he said, his voice cracked as he blinked furiously, trying to hold back tears.
The rest of the drive was silent. I almost fell asleep on our way there. When we finally reached the house, it stopped raining. It was getting dark out. I helped Charlie with my bags, taking one out of the two. It was rather heavy for my thin frame though.
"I got some of your stuff from your old place, I fixed up the guest bedroom like your room used to be. I hope that's okay, if you want you can sleep in Bella's room... It's not like she ever visits..." he grumbled.
"No, I think the familiarity will be good, you know?" I told him, trying to sound happier. He seemed worried about me and I didn't want him to have to worry about me right now.
I trudged up the steep stairs, trying not to let the duffle bag knock me off balance. I turned to the left, there were three doors. One for Bella's room, one for the bathroom and one for my room that connected into the bathroom, as did Bella's room.
Fortunately, Bella had never really lived here so I wouldn't have to worry about sharing the bathroom. I saw Charlie frown at the empty room. He never really expressed his love for Bella, especially not to me, but it was obvious that the man wanted his daughter around. Bella was really the only thing Charlie had now. I didn't count myself, I felt more like a burden than a gift.
I almost wanted to beat Bella over the head, she didn't know how great Charlie really was and one day he wouldn't be around anymore. Then she'd regret staying so far from him. I kept these thoughts to myself as I entered my new bedroom.
I gasped, it did look like my old room, "Uncle C, wow. Did you paint this room just for me? It's like an exact replica,"
He smirked before answering, "Well, I'm not going to lie to you, Aves- it wasn't easy but I figured you liked it before and you deserved it,"
My expression softened. I dropped my duffle bag and threw myself at Charlie, accosting him, "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I mumbled into his chest. He chuckled before awkwardly patting my back.
He put my other duffle bag on my bed and left me to get myself organized. My room was nearly a perfect square- not including the closet, of course. It had soft lavender colored walls and chocolate brown carpet. My bed was the same from my old house, a white day bed with a canopy that draped white lace over the bed's frame. That was on the back wall. On the right wall, was a smoky grey colored desk and stool with a lavender seat cushion. The desk faced a window which looked out into the backyard. On the left side, there was a closet- empty at the moment- and a book shelf. Also, just like in my old room, twinkling white lights draped down from the ceiling, like the canopy on my bed.
I walked into the room and opened the duffle bag on my bed. It was full of my books, nick-knacks and some clothing. My book shelf was small because I was a very picky reader. Even the classics annoyed me sometimes- like Dracula, it's so cheesy.
I put my books in their place one by one by their size. Then I filled the remaining two shelves with shells from Florida, a jar of sand from Arizona, a picture of Bella and I when we were really little and my Dad's vintage camera. My Dad was a photographer, he met my Mom on a photo shoot. She was just an intern bringing the models' manager coffee and taking notes. It was love at first sight.
I sighed, my eyes stinging as I remembered my parents' faces. I then started putting my clothes away, hoping that the distraction would keep me sane from the moment. I organized the closet by colors, tops and sweaters hanging to the right, pants, sock and undergarments in baskets, dresses and skirts hanging to the left.
When I was finally done, and ready to curl up into a ball and cry, the door bell rang. I walked down the stairs, curiously. Charlie had fallen asleep watching football so I answered the door.
It was an older man in a wheelchair and his young son.
"Hello," the older man said.
"Hi," I said quietly, "My uncle seems to have fallen asleep on the couch if you were looking for him,"
The man chuckled, "No worries, I'm Billy Black and this," he pointed at the boy, "Is my son Jacob,"
I nodded a hello to the embarrassed young boy, "Nice to meet you both... er- I'm not sure whether I should wake up the sleeper," I laughed.
"It's okay," Billy laughed, "We were actually coming over because we heard you were moving in. I'm sorry for your loss,"
I smiled meekly, "Thank you very much. It's been tough,"
"Well, if you ever need a friend, my shy son and I are here for you. We live on the La Push Reservation... Charlie can bring you down," Billy offered.
"That's so kind, thank you," I smiled to them both. Jacob blushed.
"Well, we better get going- it's pretty late,"
"Thank you very much for stopping by, it was very nice of you,"
Billy nodded and then elbowed his son. Jacob cleared his throat and said, "It was nice to meet you, oh, uhm... I never got your name," he blushed.
"Really?" I laughed blushing, "Wow, I'm sorry about that, Ava Leanne Swan," I introduced myself formally.
I shook hands with Jacob and then watched them leave, a young girl still in an old car, waiting for the boys.
For the next three months, I spent my time making new friends at Forks Elementary School. I was in 7th grade and I came in April, so things were settling down as all the children prepared for the end of the year. It wasn't hard for me to make friends, my parents always said I was charismatic. My best friends became Jacob Black and Thea-Dora Battaglio. Jacob, Thea and I were all the same age but since Jacob went to school on the reservation I never really hung out with all three of them at the same time.
Thea-Dora would always come over to Uncle Charlie's after school and we'd do our homework and make cookies. Then Charlie would come home and all three of us would make dinner. Thea's parents were always working. They were real estate agents for the region and Thea had no siblings so she'd be all alone everyday before I came along. Then, on weekends I'd sleepover at Jacob's house. Charlie was usually around too, fishing with Billy and Harry Clearwater. Jake and I would hang out and talk by the beach or he'd teach me about cars and sometimes he'd invite his friends, Quil and Embry to hang out too.
Over that summer, Jake and I bonded. I knew I'd developed a crush but I kept it to myself, not wanting to spoil the best friendship I'd ever had. In Seattle, I was picked on a lot. I don't really know why, maybe I looked innocent or I was a teacher's pet or something but none of the girls liked me. The boys would always pull on my hair and pick fights with me, obviously trying to woo me but I paid no attention to any of them. Seattle bothered me. I was glad to be in Forks, I felt at home here.
Grade 8 was much, much better. Thea-Dora and I were closer than ever. She was so cute with her perfect black ringlets falling down her back and her hazel eyes always wide and bright with excitement. She was a rare beauty and the boys picked up on that. Riley Pickers was always trailing after her but she did not return the feeling. On weekends, we'd stay up all night talking about boys and clothes and school. Sometimes, I'd even confide in her about my parents but it was rare. I didn't want to talk about it, the time for sadness had passed and I wanted to move forward.
Then later that year, at Graduation I was worried that no one would really be cheering for me- because my Mom and Dad weren't around. That night, I sat anxiously awaiting my turn to cross the stage and receive my 'diploma'. I looked down at my strapless, emerald green dress and tried to refrain from tapping my foot since it made a noise in my black high heels. When my name was called, I held my breath and walked up. I shook hands with my teacher and watched as Charlie, Billy, Jake, Quil and Embry hooted and hollered for me. I blushed and sat back down. I felt warm inside that my friends came to support me.
That summer I had the best time. I brought Thea-Dora over to the reservation and we went cliff-diving with Jake, Quil and Embry. I could tell that Thea-Dora had a crush on Embry but I dared not tell Jake. He wasn't very good at keeping secrets. Jake and I knew everything about each other. We helped each other grieve; him over his mother and me over my parents. Our friends made fun of us, saying that we were a couple but we never took that step.
Even as we entered high school and we both matured, neither of us tried to make our friendship anything more than that. It wasn't really a big deal to either of us. That year, I'd heard of the Cullens. They'd arrived the fall after I did and it was easy to see that they unsettled our school. The youngest of them was still a couple years older than me so I didn't feel the need to talk to them but they were interesting to me. Everyone else seemed to be put off by them, despite their allure. With their odd colored eyes, perfect pale skin and expensive wardrobe, they stood out to me- to everyone. Also, they each stared off into space during lunch, not eating or talking. No one tried to sit with them and every junior girl tried to pursue Edward Cullen, the only single one out of the group.
I felt bad for them but they really didn't seem to mind, so I never forced myself upon them. I'd also heard they were bigoted and the thought of sitting beside Edward's large older brother Emmett made me feel incredibly nervous. Also, Emmett's girlfriend and another foster child Rosalie Hale was so beautiful I could barely be in the same room as her. One day, during my first semester of high school I was in line at the cafeteria, waiting to pay behind Edward Cullen. He only had an Iced Tea in his hand. I watched as he paid for the Iced Tea, charming the old lunch lady with his serene smile and then walked away without his Iced Tea.
Unsure of what to do, I paid for my lunch (a granola bar, apple and water). He was already back at his table when I turned back around. I picked up the Iced Tea, trying to find my courage. People began to whisper as I moved directly towards the Cullens' table. They were all staring off into space, yet talking to each other. When I reached the table I wordlessly placed the Iced Tea in front of Edward. I then turned on my heels and tried not to run over to Thea who was waiting for me, a slightly surprised look on her face.
Only Edward looked at me when I walked away. I went and sat beside Thea. I took a giant bite out of my apple and then noticed Edward standing by me. I was startled.
He looked at me apologetically, "Sorry if I scared you, I probably should have made a noise of some sort,"
"That's ok," I replied quietly, blushing a bit.
"I wanted to thank you for giving back my Iced Tea, I hadn't noticed it was gone,"
"Well, yeah. I mean, you're welcome," I chuckled nervously, "I just didn't want you to pay for something and then forget about it,"
He looked amused, "That is silly isn't it?" He looked off into the distance, as if I reminded him of an inside joke. Then, he walked away.
Tay looked at me, "Wow, Edward doesn't usually notice anyone!"
I shrugged, "It's no big deal. I'm sure he would have done the same if it were anyone else." I truly believed my words. In my mind, I thought that Edward and the other Cullens probably weren't as scary as our whole school made them out to be. I knew that their father, Dr. Carlisle Cullen was the most caring doctor I'd ever met. Charlie admired him a lot. When I'd come in to get my Flu shot I was obviously nervous- and considering how dazzling the doctor was- I was very on edge. Dr. Cullen calmed me down, he wasn't like an obnoxious doctor trying to talk to me about school or what I was doing that summer. Instead he noticed my mother's pendant around my neck and allowed me to tell him the whole story of how my father gave it to her.
I launched into another conversation and Thea-Dora dropped what she now called "The Cullen Incident". I rolled my eyes at her silly nickname.
When I told Jake about our exchange, he was even more ridiculous than Thea-Dora. He shouted at me, "The Cullens are our enemies, Ava! How could you?"
I sighed harshly and rolled my eyes, "Very easily, you see I opened my mouth and words came out then shockingly, he replied. It's not the end of the world! We aren't even friends or anything, he just knows I'm alive,"
"Is that supposed to be a good thing? Do you like him or something?" Jake spat.
"What, you jealous Jake?" I asked jokingly.
He bit his lip and looked at the ground, "Of course not," he mumbled.
My expression softened, "Jake…"
As I attempted to find words I heard Charlie call for me. I left Jake to think and walked over to Billy's house where Charlie was talking on his cell phone, he hung up and said, "Guess who I was just talking to?"
I cocked my head to the side, "I honestly can't even make a guess,"
Charlie rolled his eyes, "It was Bella. She tried calling me at home but she got the machine obviously, so she called my cell and guess what?"
"More guessing games?" I groaned.
"She's coming to live here, Ava, she's moving to Forks!"
I stood there, my mouth gaping. I swear a fly or two got in there before I could manage to contain my shock, "Really? I mean, you know I love that gal and I'm happy for you because you're like… giddy, but it's so unexpected!"
"I'm just as shocked as you! Apparently, Renee's new husband Phil wants to go stay in Jacksonville, Florida for baseball training but she didn't want to leave Bella behind and so now she's coming to live here in March!"
Charlie was so excited, though I noted that it was still just September. Then Jake walked over to us and asked what was going on. When Charlie explained his story again, Jake seemed just as excited. When I saw the look on his face, I immediately looked at the ground, my mouth becoming a thin line. I sensed Charlie's eyes shifting to me as he talked to Jake about Bella.
Bella, Bella, Bella my gorgeous cousin from Arizona who looked like she'd never seen a day of sun. Honestly, that girl was a stumbling, awkward buffoon, like Charlie. She'd never had a boyfriend before and she liked it that way, all the guys in Arizona were airheads. I'd visited her early in the summer and we went to the mall- like the girls we are- and all the guys were staring at girls who stepped out of their Porsches with their fake tans and boobs falling out of their tight tube tops. It made me sick, thank god the summers in Forks were so mild.
I could go a whole summer without putting on a pair of shorts. Though, it never worked out that way. Usually, I'd go to Jake's and forget to bring a bathing suit so I'd go in my bra and underwear. I wasn't shy. Either that or Thea would insist I just wear my clothes but then I'd have to borrow one of Jake's t-shirts and shorts. Before 8th grade, Rachel was around so I could steal her clothes when needed, she liked me so it wasn't a big deal, but then she went to university and took all of her clothes with her so I was forced to use Jake's.
After Jake and Charlie finished talking, Charlie asked if I'd take a walk with him. I said I would and we walked down the beach side by side.
Charlie sighed, "Sorry that Bella's messing with your game," he looked down at me, smirking.
"What do you mean?" I asked confused.
"You know… You and Jake. I'm not blind Aves, I can see that you like that boy,"
I blushed, "Charlie! Seriously?" I whispered harshly.
"Oh, come on, he likes you too- I know it. You know it too, which is why it bothered you that when I mentioned Bella he got all riled up,"
"Well… yeah. I guess you're right, I was ticked that after all this time he would just automatically choose Bella when she isn't even here yet,"
"Oh, Aves. He's just a silly boy, don't worry about it. When the time comes he'll pick you,"
"You think?"
"I do. You see, Bella has never liked Forks, I think that she'll choose not to fall in love with someone from here so that she doesn't feel obligated to stay here after she graduates,"
"That does sound like her,"
"See, everything is going to be alright," Charlie reassured me.
For the next five months I got into a routine:
Wake up.
Make coffee and Eggo's Waffles.
Get the newspaper for Charlie.
Get dressed; something simple and cute. Usually, I wore a pair of slouchy grey boots with blue jeans and a white v-neck t-shirt with some sort of sweater and my black backpack.
Hair and makeup; school appropriate. My hair was naturally frizzy and fell in crimpy waves. I straightened it everyday. It was certainly easier than curling it but some days I'd wake up early and do that, just for a change. Then I'd put on some concealer, compressed powder, light grey eye shadow, black eye liner, black mascara, peach blush and lip gloss. After all of that, I put on a beanie over my light golden brown hair to complete the look.
Then I say goodbye to Charlie and walk to school which takes 25 minutes. I couldn't wait to get my license, just a year left before I could get my G1. My birthday was in May, so by time Bella was in Forks, I'd be nearly 15.
I'd get to school and say hello to Thea-Dora who'd be waiting at my locker. We'd walk to first period together- Advanced Math with Mrs. McCuaig.
Then we'd part ways for second period. My class was Co-Ed P.E. with Coach Hays. I was a very good athlete and had no problems keeping up with the guys in my class.
Then I would go to Photography with Ms. Green. This was my favorite class, my teacher said that I had a knack for taking photographs.
Then there was lunch where I would eat with Thea-Dora and sometimes smile and wave to Edward Cullen. Then I would go to the dark room, leaving Thea-Dora to hang out with her friends Trevor and Hailey. There, the Yearbook Club met up to talk about layouts and pictures. It was run by a couple seniors and supervised by Ms. Green. No one else in my grade was in the club.
Then I would go to my last period class, History with Mr. Bowman.
At the end of the day, Thea-Dora and I would go back to my place and do homework/ eat chocolate until Jake came by. Sometimes with Embry, sometimes without. If Embry wasn't there, Thea usually went home. Then Jake and I would talk for a couple of hours, Jake would gripe about how I waved at Edward and I would bitch about him constantly talking about my cousin. He'd always retell me the story of "The Cold Ones". I didn't really believe the story, but he told it so theatrically and it was so important to his tribe that it was hard not to think twice about the Cullens. Still, every time I passed by any of them I thought good thoughts. There was no point in judging people I didn't know.
Then, Charlie would get home. Jake and I would make something to eat for dinner, not trusting Charlie's cooking skills.
Jake would stay for dinner and then leave shortly after.
After dinner, I would get Charlie a beer and clean up around the house. Then when Charlie started to nod off I would lead him to his bed and turn off the T.V.
Then, I'd go into my room and usually Jake would be there. The first summer I lived with Charlie I purposefully put up a grape vine that climbed right up to my window so that Jake could get in. Charlie was oblivious to this fact.
If he was there, we would talk for hours. Just in case, I would turn off my twinkling lights and light a candle so that Charlie wouldn't notice that I stayed up so late. Sometimes, he'd stay the whole night but other times I'd fall asleep and he'd tuck me into bed before grabbing his bike and leaving. If he stayed the whole night then he'd wake up at dawn and go back home before Charlie gets up.
Then when March came around, things changed. Bella was scheduled to arrive on a Sunday and funnily enough, that weekend I'd decided the ugly yellow cupboards had to go. Thea-Dora and I spent Friday and Saturday painting the cupboards white and replacing the wooden knobs with crystal knobs. When Bella arrived that Sunday, I'd just finished putting them back on.
Charlie had entered first, carrying her bags for her. It reminded me of when I first moved in. Instinctively, I put my hand on the chain around my neck. My mother's pendant. Charlie looked at me and grinned. As he moved up the stairs, Bella entered the house. It appeared as though Charlie had given her nothing to do. She saw me and smiled meekly.
"Hey," she whispered softly.
"Hey, Bells," I smiled genuinely. I opened my arms for a hug and she awkwardly came into the hug.
"Thank god you're here, I don't think I could stand it if I were alone," she admitted.
I laughed, "It's not so bad, you know Charlie. He's low maintenance,"
"Right," Bella muttered into my shoulder. She pulled away from me, clearing her throat and then escaping after quickly stating, "I'm going to check out my bedroom."
I nodded and then I was alone in the kitchen. Suddenly, I realized how different my routine would be. Charlie had bought "both of us" (meaning Bella, of course) a car off of Billy. I'm assuming Charlie had shown her the old, beat up car because she seemed happier than I'd expected. Bella always loved older things rather than newer things.
I stood there, half admiring my unnoticed cupboards and half thinking about Jacob Black. I was relieved that he didn't go to Forks High. That would be hell, he'd always be looking for her and following after her like a dog. I gave him a break, he was only 15 after all. His birthday party was just two weekends ago, a very… interesting night.
I thought about when I arrived, I'd never seen Jake in such a good mood. The party was inside, outside it was slushy from the melting snow. I'd brought him a present, nothing large and I kept it hidden from the other presents Billy, Charlie, Rachel, Rebecca, Quil, Embry and Thea-Dora had picked out. We had homemade cake from an old Quileute recipe. It was chocolate and cherries topped off with freshly whipped cream.
Then Jake opened his presents. Billy had given his son a new bed which Jake appreciated. Charlie had picked out a pair of black running shoes to replace his worn out white pair. Rachel and Rebecca couldn't make it, but both sent him $100 each. Quil and Embry and Thea put their funds together and bought Jake a new bike - something I appreciated. Jake had thought I didn't get anything for him and he was clearly bummed. I waited until our mutual friends had left and Charlie and Billy were caught up in something they'd heard on the radio.
I pulled Jake into his room and sat him down on his new twin-sized bed. It was plain, but still pretty. It had a glossy mahogany frame with a regular mattress and sheets but with a quilt hand-knit by his mother. I took a deep breath, my heart was racing. I'd put a lot of thought into my present and I wasn't sure if he would like it.
"Okay," I started. I paused a moment, Jake continued to look into my eyes as he waited for me to speak. I put my hands behind my back, grabbing my present out of my bra, "I know you think I didn't get you something but you're a decade and a half old now and that's big so… I did get you something,"
He smiled a huge teeth-bearing smile, "I knew you didn't cinch me, Aves!"
I laughed lightly and then I took one of my hands and put it in his. He was surprised but held onto it with no signs of letting go. I told him, "You know how important my parents were to me. I've told you about how my mother received her pendant and how she said that she'd always planned to give it to her daughter and she did. My dad had the same idea in mind with another item… a gorgeous Rolex watch. Unfortunately, he never got a son."
I stopped my story there and then swung my hand around, showing my best friend a watch. It had a wide, leather strap that held the clock in place. The clock itself was old but well preserved. My father had used it on special occasions. The leather was a russet brown.
Jacob gasped when he saw it, "Ava…" he trailed off. I took the wrist I'd been holding and put the watch on it.
"I'm giving this to you because if he'd met you… you'd be the closest thing he had to a son. I'm sure he would have loved you like one," I smiled, tears welling in my eyes.
His eyes became wet too as he examined his 'new' watch. He stood up and crushed me in a tight embrace. He rocked me back and forth and we both tried not to cry.
He then let me go, but put a hand on the side of my face, "This is the most special thing I have ever received. I love it, I promise I'll take care of it," we smiled at each other. He leaned closer to me, I closed my eyes thinking he was finally going to kiss me.
Then there was a knock on the door. We both jumped back as the door opened. It was Charlie, "Hey, Ava. It's ten o'clock, we should let Jake rest in his new bed," he smirked at Jacob who was slightly flushed.
"Right," I said quickly, "Bye Jake," I smiled and patted his shoulder from a distance.
"Yep, see ya," he replied quickly and I rushed out the door muttering a goodbye to Billy and continued out to Charlie's cruiser.
Charlie came into the car a minute or so after that. He looked at me oddly. He didn't say anything as I blushed and silently banged my head against my window. I heard him smirk though as he figured out why I was so flustered.
I returned to reality, where I was actually staring at my cupboards. Charlie walked into the room and smiled at my handy work, "Nice job on the cupboards!" he complimented me.
"I figured we needed a little change around here," I smiled back at him.
"Want to do carpet and linoleum next?" he asked sarcastically.
"Yes, I do actually," I retorted and he kept his mouth shut.
He immaturely stuck his tongue out at me causing me to burst into laughter. I heard Charlie grumble, "Darn city girl, playing with my house." He grabbed a beer from the fridge and went into the living room. I went upstairs to ask Bella if she wanted anything for dinner and she was frowning on her bed. Her lips were quivering as if she were about to cry. I knocked on her door.
She looked up, embarrassed. "Sorry," she mumbled.
"It's okay, Bella. Like you said, you have me here with you. I was once the new kid too," I consoled. I sat down beside her on her bed. I remember Charlie frantically trying to buy Bella new sheets and a computer.
"Tell me about Forks High school," she begged.
"Well, the teachers are pretty easy going. Mr. Varner's a dick though. Um, let's see… oh you're in the same grade as Edward Cullen, I wonder if he'll talk to you," I muttered.
"Who?" she looked at me quizzically.
"The Cullens. They moved here just after I did, they're nice people but they keep to themselves and everyone thinks that they're assholes at school. Don't pay attention to the other kids though, they aren't that scary,"
"There's more than one?"
"Well, yeah. There are five of them. Foster kids. Dr. and Mrs. Cullen adopted them. There is Emmett, Alice and Edward Cullen. Then, there's Rosalie and Jasper Hale. Emmett and Rosalie are together along with Alice and Jasper. Emmett and Rosalie stand out the most- Rosalie looks like a goddess and Emmett is a brawny beast, basically. Alice is little and she moves like she's dancing all the time. Jasper always looks like he's angry or in pain. At lunch, they all sit together but they never really look at each other and they never eat anything but they all look like supermodels so maybe they're on a diet together or something," I rambled on.
Bella was intrigued by the thought of them, "They sound surreal,"
"Imagine having one talk to you," I laughed.
"You talked to one of them?"
"Well, yeah. Edward left an Iced Tea on the counter after he paid for it so I gave it back to him. He was grateful that I'd given it to him. Now if I see him in the halls I smile at him and he usually grins back at me,"
"Huh," Bella pondered that before asking, "Does he notice anyone else?"
"Ha! Not one bit,"
"Then you're a lucky girl,"
I blushed, "Come on, Bells. He's two years older than me, besides I have someone else in my life for that. Sort of,"
"Really? Who?"
"Jacob Black," I sighed, "We've been friends ever since I got here. He's a sweetie and we instantly clicked but lately… things have been weird and intense,"
"That sucks,"
"Well, he has a crush on you which complicates things,"
This took Bella by surprise, "Do I even know him?"
I raised an eyebrow, "Billy Black's kid?"
"Oh, right! Charlie reminded me that I knew him,"
I kept my eyebrow raised, "You mean Dad?"
She blushed and bit her lip, "Sorry, I haven't lived with Ch- Dad in a long time,"
"I get it," I promised.
Charlie ended up ordering us some pizza. We ate as a… well, I guess you could call us a family. A very silent family. It wasn't like we had much to talk about though. Bella was here and that was enough for Charlie. So, I tried not to grumble on about how Jacob was going to be asking me endless questions about Bella.
Then, we parted ways for bed time. I got into the bathroom first, brushing my teeth quickly so that Bella could have as much time as she needed. Then I walked out my door and locked it behind me, just in case. I was about to take off my shirt and get into my pajamas when I noticed Jacob sitting on my bed.
Author Time!
Ava: *sniffle sniffle* I'M SO PROUD OF YOU!
VC: Aww thanks, sweetie! *blushs*
[Warm embrace]
Ava: Well, this long introduction has been sitting on your computer for HOW LONG?
VC: A very long time.
Ava: THAT'S RIGHT!
[Jacob begins creeping]
VC: I hope that the people like it; I've got a lot more where it came from, soooo… if no one likes it then that just, well, unfortunate!
Ava: Ahh, true- though I will say, I am pretty awesome so everyone will love it.
Jacob: What the hell are you guys doing?
Ava: UGH, GO AWAY YOU SEXY NIGHT LURKER!
Jacob: … you think I'm sexy?
Ava: Uhh… I— You—Abs….. UGH! *storms off melodramatically*
VC: [In high pitch voice] Awwwwwkwardddddddddddddddddd.
Jacob: *sigh* You think I'm sexy, right?
VC: Well, I… You see… Eh, what do I care? I write you, I can say what I want! Yous a sexy beeeyotch, Jacob Black!
Jacob: *goofy grin* Awww, shucks, well thanks! *blush* Now if you'll excuse me, I've got an abrupt ending to get back to.
VC: Oh yeah, true! Well, see you in the next chapter!
Jacob: Bye, pretty lady. *winks flirtatiously*
[Jacob randomly takes off his shirt. VC dies of happiness.]
I hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter! I'm sorry that it rambles on for so long, I started this story a loooong time ago and I didn't start out with the chapters planned out. They just happened. I'll update again as soon as I know there's an interest! VICTORIACAESAR, OUT.