The Littlest Cullen
By Margueritekrex
Summery: Not all the Cullens went to Forks. One found it necessary to break away for awhile, see what the world was like on her own. Kitty's now returned to Seattle, to meet her new sister and manages to find herself in hot water.
Word Count: …You seriously expect me to go through and count my words? J/K
Characters: Kitty, The Cullens, Bella, Jacob
Rated: T
Prelude: The History
Ah Seattle. Home of coffee and bad tween music. It was the perfect place for anyone with a sarcastic sense of humor and their own weekly radio talk show. Which I have. Lucky me I guess. My name is Kitty Cullen, formerly Katherine Boyle of Denver, Colorado. I was in a car accident. Yes. A car accident. How horribly boring, really. It had been dark, and Mike, my boyfriend hadn't been able to handle his Budweiser as we headed home from the prom. It was 1963. I'd been 18. I was taken to Her Lady of Perpetual Sorrow Hospital. Sounds cheerful Hmm?
Yes, yes, I know, it's not a very creative beginning. At least not in this family. My father is Carlisle Cullen. He's the most amazing, kind, compassionate man that ever walked the earth. He's a vampire…but if you're reading that, you know that already. In fact, you know all about my family. My mother, Esme…My brothers, Edward, Jasper, and Emmett and my sisters, Alice and Rosealie. And of course you know about my soon to be sister, Bella.
Well I thought you'd like a chance to get to know me. I wasn't in Forks when all the action happened. Really it's quite unfair, I finally leave for the first time since I was turned so I could just once experience some independence and then my family decided to go and get interesting. I miss out on everything good…...
Knock on wood.
As I said up above, I have a weekly radio show. Yes ladies and gentlemen, I have my very own, under rated, highly controversial talk show…on the smallest local station in Seattle…from 2am to 6am…Sunday morning…okay so I'm not Howard Stern yet! Success takes time! And it wouldn't do to have me become to famous, would it? Little vampires get killed for that kind of thing. No joke. But I'm the queen of the world for 4 hours once a week. I can say what I want. Play what music I want. Mostly because the station knows they'll never get anyone else in this time slot, and during the rest of the week I fill in as the Master Controller when Hank is to high to do his job.
My brother Edward is getting married. Whoop-di-do. Edward can be kind of a jerk sometimes. He doesn't mean to but for as long as I've known him, he always had this..irritating, angsty quality. He was the original emo-boy. But he met this girl and now he's supposedly different. I can practically hear mom glow through the phone. Anyone that can decompact his panties from his century old wedgie that's put him in such a bad mood for so long is okay in my book. But that's why I'm back. Not really back, I've discovered the benefits of having your own apartment. Vampire hearing can suck when you have a brother as horney as Emmett and a sister like Rosie who likes to get creative.
Emmett and Rosie are…really something. Emmett's fun but he can go a little overboard, he doesn't know where to stop. Rosie, who hates it when I call her that, which, in true sisterly fashion is why I do it, is all smoke and mirrors. She tries to come off all pristine and vapid but there's a lot there beneath the surface.
Jasper and Alice are my other siblings. They're quieter then Emmet and Rosalie, but at the same time, they have an intensity that's all their own.
And my mom….she's mom. She's sunshine and cookies and hugs. She makes the monsters go away…which is great, especially when the monsters are your siblings who will not take a hint and have declared a prank war and you don't want to be involved.
But enough about them! Part of the reason why I left was because I was tired of being a face in the crowd and in a family of 8, it happens a lot. I went to college, which in the 60's was pretty cool for a girl. I went again in the late 80's, and I graduated again in 2004. That's when I decided to leave. It was time to take care of myself for a little while, to get away. I just hope my parents know that it wasn't that I didn't love them, I do… but living with your folks for almost 50 years is a little pathetic, even for a vampire.
I majored in Mass Communication this time. It always fascinated me, even as a mortal. Push a button and someone across the world can hear you. My brother Edward, my sister Alice and I all love music. So it was sort of natural to get into radio. And when I'm on the air, it's the most powerful thing in the world. I turn off all the lights, I don't really need them to see anyway, and I play the music I like and talk about anything that pops into my head. It's worked pretty good so far.
Stick around. I'm getting ready for my show, and then I'm driving over to see my family. I'm a little nervous about both, but in that good way, like before the big drop of a roller coaster. That's my family all right…a roller coaster.
TBC….
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