Rolling over, wrapping myself in the heavy duvet on my bed, I slowly opened my eyes to peer out the window. The sun pouring in the room through the curtains made me blink a few times, trying to get my eyes to focus. The sky was the perfect shade of blue, not a cloud in site, which was always a strange site in Forks. I sighed, completely content in that one single moment. Nothing could ruin my high spirits. Or so I thought.

As I sat up, pulling at the lose ponytail and letting my hair fall around my shoulders, I heard a light tap on my bedroom door.

'Yea?' I called out, my voice sounding heavy with sleep. I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and watched as my foster Mums head appeared through small gap in the now open door. 'Morning! Family meeting in the kitchen in 15 minutes' she said enthusiastically before her head disappeared back around the doorframe. 'Morning Esme!' I called after her. I sighed and shut my eyes, rubbing my face with my palms. I knew something would ruin my good mood sooner or later. Family meetings always meant one thing, terrible news.

15 minutes later I was sat on a bar stool in the kitchen, watching as Esme moved around organising breakfast. 'Morning Bella!' I heard from behind me. I looked over my shoulder and smiled at my foster dad, Carlisle, who had just come in from the garden. 'Lovely day!' He grinned and threw his muddy gardening gloves down on the worktop. Esme hissed and threw them lightly back at him. 'Not in the house! There so dirty!' He laughed and through back into the garden. 'So what's so important that I got woken up at 11am on a Saturday morning?' I asked, slightly wary. Esme sighed and took a seat next to me, placing a bowl of chopped up fruit and a large plate of toast infront of me. 'Well Bella, you'll have to wait for everyone to come downstairs' I nodded hesitantly, taking a bite from a chunk of apple.

'Oh for Gods sakes Emmett give it a rest!' I heard Rosalie's voice shout from the top of the stairs. I rolled my eyes and took another few slices of fruit before everyone came and filled their faces. Rosalie then marched her way into the kitchen, her high heels tapping on the marble floor tiles. Emmett stood leaning against the doorframe watching after her, his eyes heavy from sleep and his face pale. 'Good night?' I grinned as he replied with a slow nod and replied 'We wrecked Newtons house' Esme sighed 'One day Emmett, you boys will get us in a ridiculous amount of trouble. And im sure it'll cost us too'

It wasn't that our family couldn't afford any fixture and fitting bills at the Newtons house, but our Foster dad Carlisle was a highly respected member of society, being the best Doctor at the local A&E. So it was always important to try and follow in his good, polite, well-mannered shoes. 'Ah come on Esme. Were only 18 once!' Emmett protested. Rosalie sighed, pouring herself and Emmet mugs of coffee. 'Yes but I am the one who has to spend all weekend listening to you complain about your hangover!' She took the mug over to him. Emmet leaned forward to grab it then fell back against the door frame.

Ever since I'd joined the family I'd learnt the Cullens were of course one of a kind. Yet nobody had ever made a big deal out of the way we live. I'd never heard any of the kids at school whisper 'Don't you think its weird how all the Cullen kids date eachother?' Emmett and Rosalie were infatuated with each other and my other two foster siblings, Jasper and Alice, were also an item. There were only two blood relatives in my family, Jasper and Rosalie Hale. Carlisle once told me about their difficult past with an abusive father. 'We couldn't not adopt them. You can speak for yourself about how lovely they are' He had said to me. Of course I agreed, keeping it quiet about how me and Rosalie never did hit it off.'It is infact your own fault. Completely self inflicted!' Carlisle nodded towards Emmett. 'No, actually blame Jasper! He always wants to drink me under the table. And he never manages it!'

'Did someone say my name?' Jasper exclaimed in Emmett's ear as he made his way into the kitchen. Emmett flinched and took a sip of his coffee. I laughed at his reaction and grinned at my favourite foster brother, Jasper. 'Yes. Emmett was just saying how you once again tried to drink him under the table' Jasper laughed. 'I nearly did this time' He said with a proud smile and then carried on 'Its very odd how someone of such a huge stature suffers such bad hangovers, when a weenie guy like me doesn't feel a twinge!' Emmet glared at him. 'Enough' He mumbled and we all fell into silence, Jasper laughing to himself under his breath.

'Morning family!' Alice glided into the room, jumping up to sit next to Jasper on the worktop. A chorus of 'Hello Alice' And 'Mornings' died down into an oddly buzzing silence. I looked at Rosalie, and then at Alice. They both always had a way of looking impecible, even on a lazy Saturday morning. Rosalies long glossy blonde hair lay half way down her back and I could smell her perfum from where I was sat next to her. Alices black shiney hair flicked out evenly in every direction and her makeup perfect on her pixie like facial features. My foster sisters did infact make me feel pretty rubbish about my own appearance. I looked down at my skinny fit black jeans and comfy hoody and sighed. I raised my eyes and looked around at my family, all of us waiting for the news. Rosalie perched next to me at the bar, Emmett still hovering in the doorway and Alice and Jasper sat on the worktop, all 4 sets of eyes on our foster parents. Carlisle leant against the worktop and wrapped his arms around Esmes waist.

'Well guys. We have big news' Everyone sighed loudly 'We get the jist. Spit it out!' Emmett mumbled. Carlisle and Esme grinned. 'We have a new member to our family!'

Thanks for reading.

Its my first ever chapter of my first ever fanfic, I hope its ok.

Would really appreciate reviews, thankyou. =]

Ps. Ten guesses who the new recruit is! Ha.