A/N: Sorry I haven't been updating much on my stories, been so busy of late. But now I have some vacation time on hand so...here's a new chapter of my new story. I know it's kinda short...but I promise to make up to you guys. Enjoy reading and as always, reviews are very much appreciated. Thanks.
DC: TWILIGHT belongs to Stephenie Meyer.
Chapter 2
"I tell you Rosalie, that girl was not making a pass at me." I heard a deep voice argue from the living room. The voice was deep yet so soothing to the ears.
"I am not blind, Emmett. I saw what I saw!" That must be Rosalie. Rosalie's voice was equally enchanting.
"Really, Emmett...Rose saw you wink at her." Said another melodic voice.
I then heard music being played on the grand piano in the living room. It was played so beautifully. The one playing it is certainly gifted with music. I was taken with the enchanting tune. I stopped to listen and closed my eyes for a minute to savour the calm it gave me. You can do this, Bella.
Esme went ahead of me; I hesitated at the top of the stairs. I was taking deep calming breaths by then. And as if they knew I was there, the arguing stopped. The music continued though. I took a final deep breath and showed myself. Slowly I made my way down the stairs, all the while praying that I don't trip and fall. I never made any eye contact with any of the Cullens. I could feel myself blush with the knowledge that several pairs of eyes were watching my descent.
I then heard a sound which was unmistakably like a growl. "Hush, Jasper." said the unknown melodic voice. Ok, so the one called Jasper doesn't like me. I kept my gaze to the floor. Feeling myself redden more. I felt Esme come close to me and take my hand. I held on for dear life.
"This is Isabella Swan...Bella." That was it. A simple introduction. She should have added Bella Swan, terrified and mortified teen. I braced myself and then slowly looked up to get my first glimpse at my new siblings.
I was shocked then again. This was a day of surprises indeed. The four people standing in front of me, make that five for the other one was behind the grand piano, were absolutely and positively gorgeous. I stopped myself just in time from having my jaw drop in amazement.
"Bella, this is Alice." Esme said pointing to a pixie like model with spiky hair and golden eyes. Alice smiled warmly at me. I noticed though she was holding on to a hunky blond guy in a tight grasp. Esme saw me staring and cleared her throat.
"The one standing next to her and looking like a stiff board is my son Jasper." Oh, now I get it. So this is Jasper, the one who growled. No wonder Alice was holding on to him in a death grip. She is probably stopping him from attacking me.
"This is Emmett." Esme continued. Emmett was a big guy. But no less handsome than Jasper or Carlisle. In fact he is too handsome for his own good. He winked at me and gave me a devilish smile making the blonde goddess next to him hit him on the shoulders and glare at me.
"That's Rosalie, Jasper's twin." Esme explained. Twins? No wonder they both hate me. Runs in the blood, I guess. An anti-Isabella Swan genetic connection.
"And that is Edward..." Esme continued to explain over the sudden pounding music. I tried to see around the four Cullens. I was only able to catch a glimpse of a head-full of messy, bronze colored hair. Edward was busy pounding on the keys.
"Edward, come meet Bella." Esme said in a different tone of voice. Abruptly the music stopped and an eerie silence bathed the room. The bronze head slowly rose from the piano bench and came around the other four Cullens. I think my heart stopped.
Edward Cullen is tall and lean, not as muscular as his other brothers but he still emanated strength. His hair was unruly and yet still looked way to good. His eyes were a strange golden color, like the color of golden honey. In fact all of their eyes were golden, I realized with a start. That was strange. As far as I know none of them were blood relatives, well except for the anti-Bella twins.
Edward stood still beside his siblings. My eyes roamed over him. There was something in him that captivates. Sure he was too handsome but that was not it. I can't understand myself. I felt my heart thumping really hard. I met his golden eyes and they were hard and cold. That was enough to make me fall back down to earth in a thud.
He simply nodded at my direction and then strode back to his piano without a backward glance. I wanted to cry then. What a first impression I turned out to be. Of all the Cullen brood, only Alice and Emmett seemed nice. Well...Alice a definite yes, Emmett a definite maybe. His earlier smile made me reconsider.
"Uh, Esme...may I be excused?" I asked in a tiny voice. I was near to a breakdown but I will be damned if I showed that here. I need to escape to the confines of my room. Now.
"Of course, dear. You must be tired now." She answered in a soft voice. I mumbled thanks and dashed upstairs, tripping on my way up. I heard somebody snicker. Jasper, Rosalie or Edward, I couldn't care.
Once I reached my room, I let the tears fall. They were tears of frustration, humiliation and anger. I plopped down on my bed and cried. The sound muffled by the overly big pillows. After I have gotten everything out of my chest, I sat in the middle of the bed wiping at my cheeks.
Oh, come on Bella. What were you expecting? That they would like you? My gosh, just look at them. All of them with the looks of supermodels and here you are a simple country mouse. You even have the dull brown hair for it. I chastised myself. I can be harsh...on myself that is.
I sighed. Nothing I could do now. I am part of this family whether I want to or not. Whether they want me too or not. I just have to toughen up and not let them get to me.
I stood up and took my lone bag. I began to unpack and in less than fifteen minutes I was done. The clothes I placed in the walk in closet didn't even make such an impact to it. The only prized possession I have was a single diary given to me by Ms. Quinn. It was sealed, which was odd because it had my name on it but I can't get it to open. Ms. Quinn said that it will open at the right time. I placed it in one of the drawers and then closed the huge closet.
I stood in the middle of my room thinking what I can do now. Sleep was definitely far from my mind. Even though the clock says it's almost midnight. Less than five hours in this house and I have already felt so many emotions. Don't go there, Bella.
I walked to the bookshelf and browsed thru the books. Finally deciding on Wuthering Heights, I lay back on the bed, hoping that reading would make me grow sleepy. I just want this day to end.
I was reading for about an hour when I heard voices coming down the hallway. Emmett and Edward were going into their rooms. Emmett's deep voice was grumbling about something. I heard Edward hush him and that seem to make Emmett laugh. A while later a door slammed. It was quiet once again.
Since it seems that sleep has totally evaded me for the night, I decided to sit by the sofa near the gigantic window. The view of the river was breathtaking at night. The moon's glow gave it a mystical feel. Even though the windows are probably thicker than the usual windows, I could still hear the gushing of the water. It was calming and soon I was sleepy. Too tired to get up, I just made myself comfortable at the sofa. I was almost drifting off to sleep when I caught something move by the river.
I was immediately on alert. I stood up and brushed my eyes to remove any trace of sleep. It was dark outside; I could have made a mistake. I leaned in closer for a better look. I searched through the darkness for a few minutes when I saw it again. I strained my eyes to get a good look at what was outside. But it was gone. My shoulders slumped; I head back to bed and lay down.
I could say I fell into a very troubled sleep.
