Chapter 2

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Chapter 2

"Attitudes and Room Colors"

As we neared the parking garage, I could tell that Alice was excited about something. Narrowing my eyes, I scanned the lot to see if anything stood out and then my eyes landed on it.

A shiny canary yellow Porsche, to say it was beautiful would be the understatement of the year. Alice was practically skipping towards it and I noticed Jasper standing by the passenger side door."Alice, what in the world did you do to Jasper to get him to buy you a Porsche? Or better yet, what did you not do?"

I wiggled my eyebrows suggestively, while Alice rolled her eyes.

"Edward asked me to have a slumber party with Bella while he went hunting." I snorted, before opening the driver side door, and pushing the seat forward so that I could crawl in the backseat.

"So you had to hold the poor girl hostage because Edward was worried that she would realize what a pain in the ass he is and try to escape before the wedding?" Alice pulled the driver side seat forward as she and Jasper slid into the car.

"No, Hayd. He was worried because Bella's best friend is a werewolf and he did not want any harm coming to her while he was away." I pushed my head up against the leather seat, thinking that the girl could surely protect herself.

"If this werewolf is her best friend, why would he hurt her?" Jasper glanced into the back seat, shaking his head slightly, signaling that the questions could wait. Alice's eyes were glued to the road, so I leaned forward wanting to see how fast she was going.

"What the hell, Alice! Are you trying to kill me, I mean it won't work, but if this is your way of stopping the questions, just know that I won't ask anymore. I don't feel like testing my powers on a highway full of people!"

I saw Alice's lips pull into a smile as she continued to speed down the highway. I had only been driving for five months, so it really made me uncomfortable when I rode in other people's cars, especially if they were going over the speed limit.

All of my siblings were speed demons, but I hated going any speed that was five miles more then the legal limit. As my knuckles gripped the leather seat in front of me, I felt waves of calm emanating from Jasper, and my grip on the seat began to loosen.

"Thanks, Jazz." He nodded as he kept his eyes on Alice, and I slid comfortably back into my seat.

I allowed my eyes to close, but before I could fall asleep, I was pulled out of my reverie, and a hand grabbed mine and yanked me out of the backseat. Before I could lash out, I was pulled into a bone-crushing hug, and my face was planted into a rock solid chest.

"Hey little brother, welcome to Forks!" I mumbled something incoherently into Emmett's chest as I tried to pull away from him. He must have sensed my distress because he released me quickly.

"Is this test Hayden's ability to stay calm day because I have dropped my Ipod on a concrete floor, ridden in a car with a speed crazed pixie, been yanked out of the backseat of said car, and nearly smothered by an overprotective brother; what else could possibly go wrong?"

My family laughed, and I let out a groan. "That was not meant to be funny."

Turning on my heel, I quickly made my way back over to the car that I had been rudely yanked out of, and crawled into the front seat. Shutting the door, so I could at least hear if I was going to be approached again, I leaned into the backseat to grab my bag, before slumping into the front seat, pouting.

Were they ever going to take me seriously? I hated when my family did not respect my feelings. The passenger side door was pulled open and my mother slid in next to me. Shutting the door sharply, she tilted her head so that she could get a better look at my face.

"Hey sweet boy, how was your flight?" I looked at Esme, and a smile slid onto my lips. I could never stay mad at my mom; she could always make me smile no matter how upset I was. I felt her hand slide into my hair and as she gently moved it away from my forehead so that she could see my eyes. I turned to face her, and she leaned forward, kissing my forehead lightly.

"My flight was okay, I just wish that Washington wasn't so, depressing." I dipped my head down so that she couldn't see my eyes, until I felt a soft hand press underneath my chin, tipping my head so that my eyes met hers.

Esme smiled, "There are the beautiful eyes I have waited nine months to see." I felt a frown pulling at my lips because I knew that my family had been upset when I had not come to Forks for Christmas, or Spring Break. I had gone to Sophia's house because I had wanted a break from my family, and now I felt bad because I had upset my mother.

"Mom, I'm sorry I didn't come home for Christmas. I just needed a break from everything and I knew it would be hard if I came home to visit because everyone would want me to stay." Esme smiled before placing a gentle finger to my lips in order to stop my rambling.

"It is fine, dear. We missed you, but you're here now." She pulled her hand away from my face before gently smoothing down my hair and pushing open the passenger side door.

I watched her get out and a wave of guilt hit my stomach, I hated disappointing people, and I knew that everyone had been upset when I hadn't come home for any of my breaks.

I pushed the door open, before grabbing my bag and slipping it over my shoulder. I slid out of the car and realized that everyone was still there. I wanted to groan out loud but the guilt from earlier was still eating at my stomach.

I pushed the door shut, before taking a deep breath and turning to greet my father. This was when I noticed that Edward and Rosalie were missing. I cocked my head to the side before I was pulled into another gentle hug.

"Hey buddy, how was your flight? We heard about the ride home, and your issues in the terminal, but not the actual flight." I let out a low laugh, before stepping out of the hug and looking up at my father.

"The flight was okay, I spoke to this girl who sat near me, her name was Shayla Crowley, and she said she knew of you guys, but nothing remotely exciting happened. Where are Edward and Rosalie, and when do I get to meet Bella?" My father chuckled at my sudden attitude change.

"Edward and Rose are hunting because they did not go with us the other day, and Bella and her father will be here for dinner, but they are at home to freshening up." My eyebrows hit my hairline and I tilted my head,

"How are you all going to deal with Bella and her father being here for dinner? Are you going to eat?" Carlisle smirked, before nodding.

"Yes we are going to eat, and we figured since you were back you could help us with the eating situation, would you mind?" I shrugged, wondering why I would mind if my family needed me to help settling their stomachs after eating. "No, I don't mind, but since there will be seven of you for me to heal, I may be a little tired after I help you."

My father nodded, "Well, why don't we go inside and you can see your new room." I noticed that everyone else had gone inside already and it was just the two of us standing outside. "Sure, just as long as it isn't pink and purple." My dad looked at me and winked,

"Do magenta and violet sound any better?" I laughed before adjusting my bag and following my father into the house. "Dad, you're not being serious, are you?" I quickly hurried my pace, hoping the colors of my room were not anything remotely girly. My dad laughed before letting me go in the house before him, and shutting the door behind us, never answering my question.

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