Hello Again!

I hoped you liked the last chapter and like this story idea. It's been done thousands of times but it's something that's been going around and around my head for ages. Oh and by the way:

Ness- 3 weeks but looks 6 years old

Seth and Quil – 18 almost 19

Bella, Alice, Jake and Embry 20

Kim and Aria- 21

Edward, Emmett, Jasper and Rose- 22

Paul, Emily, Leah and Jared – 23

Sam- 24

Carlisle and Esme – 30 and 28

Disclaimer- I don't own Twilight, SM does and I don't own any of the songs in this chapter – I will leave a note when the songs start.

Bella's Point of view.

I couldn't keep still, I was fidgeting all the time unnecessarily. I couldn't wait for the plane to finally hit the black tarmac and hear it screech. Edward was trying to keep me still but his amusement was palpable, I the usually level headed one was bouncing up and down on my seat and Jaspers influence was lost on me. But can you blame me? It's my sissy!

I fidgeted through the next 23 minutes and 15 seconds earning strange looks from fellow passengers and amused looks by the pack and my new family.

Edward once again encased my hand in his and kissed my knuckles, making me automatically relax. I looked up into his golden eyes, seeing vibrant green flecks his human eyes had due to my power. Carlisle had a theory that eventually the entire eye would go back to its original colour and Rose and Ali may be able to conceive.

All the while still keeping the perks of being a vampire, the ability to move fast, super listening abilities, super strength etc. Whilst also becoming more humane and resistant to blood. So I'm just going to say this once – my power is flipping Awesome, with a capital A.

"Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes." I chant as we finally land on the tarmac. I'm about one tenth away from jumping up and down and squealing. Jasper looks as though he is about to that and I try to simmer down my feelings but it's just too hard!

We finally check out and after growling at the bus boy to get our luggage quickly – he was enjoying watching me glower at him I'm sure of it – because he was taking his sweet time. Then we were finally on the road, my hair flying in the wind as we had hired six top of the range convertibles and were driving with the tops down.

We drove at a fast speed and were soon near the neighbourhood my sister was at. We soon stopped off and parked the cars then walked into town. The GPS said that it was the next right, we turned and smelt chicken and beef enchiladas and burritos. The smell made my mouth water and I grinned as I remembered the modern Latin American street near our place.

10 years ago.

"Why are we here again?" I asked as Aria dragged me to the Modern Latin Street near our home. She was having another one of her 'stints' again but this time she was dragging me along with her. She was wearing a cute slinky dress that hugged the curves that were almost impossible for twelve years to have and had managed to get some Latin dancing shoes.

She had managed to get me into skinny jeans and a slinky jumper that was off the shoulder. My hair was curled and she was determined to learn the salsa and possibly the very dirty tango. She was determined to get into touch with her newfound Latino background.

We had just found out that mum had an affair with a Latino man, we found out because we were doing blood tests and Aria has O- negative. Which is impossible to have when both parents have A- positive blood. However me and Aria think that the two of them don't know since mother and farther had no problems with calling Aria their daughter.

Anyway, Aria had been asked to dance with a couple of the younger lads but she refused as no one had asked me to dance. We were beginning to lose hope when the bartender started to close up but then he asked us to stay behind so we could learn to dance, if we wanted to of course.

Then we learnt how to dance, even me with my clumsy tendencies. We went their every week and danced the salsa with Derek and Sky, two gay guys that were hilarious and great. We also met Julio and Juliet, two older people who became like our aunt and uncle or Tia y Tio. As they liked to be called.

Dancing with Aria was one of the best things ever she loved it and all the pressure mum was putting on her to get a boyfriend slash husband melted off. She was beautiful yes, but she was even more gorgeous on the inside always making sure I was okay, even that resulted in her getting hurt.

It was during one of our nights out she got hurt, one of the guys I was dancing got a little bit too friendly and grabbed my ass.

Aria was over there faster almost at the speed at light and shoved him off me straight away. The fella came straight back up and went to slap me but Aria shoved me out of the way and got punched in the side of her head. She went down immediately stunned. The guy started advancing on me but was swept off his feet as she knocked his legs from under him and then jumped on top of him. Forgetting about her already short dress and ripping it even more. She punched him once, twice, three times then stamped on his Dick. Then walked to me and said:

"You get yourself into a lot of crap don't you, croc?"

We never saw the guy again…

I was brought out of my memories by an incessant bleeping noise coming from my phone. It was telling me that we only had to take two steps right and then we would be right where she was. What I saw well…. Shocked the hell out of me.

There she was, my sister in everything but blood trying on a dress. A wedding dress to be more exact. The dress was beautiful and complimented her pale-ish features, but it wasn't something I imagined her in. She had her long black tresses flowing down her back as she twirled. She turned in such a way that we could see the entire thing. The dress was a deep, dark black with some highlights of dark purple. The bodice at the front was similar to a corset and showcased her tiny, tiny waist. There were purple swirls on the corset and the bottom of it there was a tiny beaded rim of diamonds that dipped down like curtains. Then there was a huge – and I mean HUGE black chiffon mess at the bottom, the chiffon material looked as if it was drowning her and made her seem…. Smaller and fragile. Two things I never associated Aria with. The chiffon went down to above her knee then split into two sides, leaving a massive gap so everyone could see her long legs and black six inch heels.

(Author note -I will post a drawing on profile)

I stuttered and my mouth kept opening and closing. I was wondering three things.

Why the hell would she put on a dress like that on!

Why is she even trying wedding dresses on?

And three – why didn't she tell me!

I was angr- no not angry I was furious! She was my sister for crying out loud!

I stormed into the big boutique and was set to start yelling until I met her pleading gaze.

"Isa? Oh my God Croc, I am so glad you're here. Before you start the Spanish Inquisition just give me a straight up answer – is this dress nice? Please for the love of all that is holy just answer me!"

She pretty much sunk onto her knees in her desperation I shook my head yes absentmindedly. It was a nice dress, lovely even, just not on her. She threw her head back and said –

"Thank fucking Christ!"

She then proceeded to curse an ongoing string of expletives and pulled away the chiffon material roughly leaving her in a tiny black number that barely reached her ass and the black heels she began pulling away at the strings of the corset type thing. Marching into the tiny dressing room with some of the others chasing after her.

"FUCK OFF!" Aria screamed out.

They soon came back with their tales between their legs. I looked around and saw three woman laughing so hard they were practically crying. One of the women looked to be a Quileute or have origins along that line, she had short black hair and tan skin with wide brown eyes. Her jaw and cheekbones were very prominent and she was tall, almost as tall as Rose in height. She was wearing studded high-heeled boots, tight stonewash jeans and a tight emerald green halter shirt. The other woman looked like a cold one but had some traces of something different. She was wearing a bright blue sundress with a white lace shawl over the top she kept glancing at Seth and then turning away quickly, never allowing him to meet her dark grey eyes. She was quite short and thin and looked to be around his age, I could definitely see them together.

The other one who had was now literally rolling on the floor laughing was wearing ripped shorts and a leather jacket. She had a cheeky smile and an expression which looked like she never stopped laughing, she was mythical too but I couldn't get a proper read on her. She was acting a lot like Quil and when I looked at him I saw that he was gazing at her like he had seen the sun for the first time. The other lot looked like a freak show but were all human. They had gothic makeup on and were dressed head to toe in black, it was a striking difference to all the white in the room.

At that point Aria re-entered the room wearing what I assumed to be her daytime clothing. She was tying her long dark hair into a high ponytail with a backcombed bump at the front done by her fingers. Her lips were painted in the same shade as her maroon cropped boyfriend t-shirt that showed some skin and lead to her black skater skirt that flowed out, she wore leather combat boots of the same sort of shade the small heel of the boots made her a little bit taller almost 5ft 6inches then her original 5ft 4 1\2 inches. I saw Grandma Marie's ruby and silver ring on her middle finger and noticed some black writing on her arm but couldn't make out the text I also noticed ome really nice earrings in her other hand that were just tiny feathers that were put together. (Author Note – outfit on profile.). Overall she looked hot and it seemed as though I wasn't the only one to notice as Paul was practically drooling at the sight of her – like a real dog.

The gothic family swarmed towards her and her small stature was hidden by the masses. Her friends looked on and continued laughing and we just stood there flabbergasted. We suddenly saw Aria crawling through the freak family's legs and desperately trying to get out of the black lace. She finally made it out but continued to crawl to the door and yank it off its hinges. She began running away from the boutique and down the street her friends sobered up and casually strolled down the street whilst I began running after her along with Edward and Paul.

We looked left and right but it was as if she had disappeared.

We walked back to the group and found them conversing with the trio from before. The turned around and saw me and smiled real big. I was immediately grabbed into a fierce hug from the sundress girl as the others looked on in amusement.

"Hi Bellamy! God I can't believe it's you! I have heard a lot about you from our lil' black Swan. God it's so nice to finally meet you! I'm Liz and this is Scarlet." She squealed pointing at the woman in shorts and dark make up who smirked and nodded sharply. "And this is Frenchie." The woman in stonewash jeans looked at her and slapped her upside the head rolling her eyes.

"The name's Frances but just call me French" she drawled out her voice heavy with a southern accent. She pulled me into a light hug and told me she was glad to see me and was excited for all the 'crazy shit' we could get into. Scarlet did the same and the three girls then released me from their tight hold.

"Come on. I bet you wanna see your sis again. She's gotta a gig down there – she pointed to a street that was almost hidden from sight and could easily be forgotten or missed by humans- did you know your sister sang? Well she does and your 'bout to get a front line seat. But be warned her songs are a lil'…. Strange."

Scarlet walked away and to the front of the group snuggling into Quil's side I noticed that Liz was holding hands with Seth and French was talking to Leah upfront. Everyone seemed to be getting on well and I smiled. Forgetting the actual reason we came here. Edward came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me, I sighed in comfort and scooped up Nessie in my arms. I felt safe again and content with my family. I was happy. We all began walking down the narrow street me and my love swinging Nessie in between us and having a laugh.

Kim, Jared, Emily and Sam were in front of us and discussing the types of music they liked… I never though Jared would be the classical type he seemed a bit more… rough? Anyway, Leah and Ann were still talking and were soon joined by Jake as they talked about Aria. The newly mated couples were at the front and talking happily about everything. Their likes, dislikes, tastes and favourite food etc. The rest of the Cullen clan were right besides us and talking about what music they may hear and what type of place they may be going. Alice was of course wondering whether her summery dress would be okay as Jasper looked on in amusement .Emmy and Rose were sucking the faces off each other – what's new there? And Esme and Carlisle were talking quietly. I felt my brow furrow as I noticed Paul's absence and looked around. I saw him a few metres behind looking right frustrated and confused.

I quickly kissed my love and my babies lips and walked towards him.

"Paul? What's the matter?" I hesitantly asked. His behaviour was completely off kilter and I was wondering what might of happened. He kicked a stone and it flew away and stuck his hands even further in his pockets but looked up to me.

"I… I don't know Bell I just…. I don't know. When I saw Aria everything just stopped and well I think I imprinted but I don't know. I mean I felt the shift of gravity and everything. But there is this feeling like deep inside me that tells me it's more but what's more? Imprinting like it. Isn't it?" He stuttered.

I shrug my shoulders and sighed deeply. I hated his indecision and confusion, Paul, my big brother Paul, doesn't get confused.

"I don't know Paul. Maybe it's something to do with her? Just talk and get to know each other afterwards, you can iron out this strange feeling. Okay? Now come on! We are going to watch my Big Sis sing!"

I jumped up and roughed his hair up and laughed freely, everything would be okay and I think I may have a brother in law soon! We all quickened our pace to get to this bar and were shocked at what we saw.

For a dingy and dark entrance the actual place was spectacular the colour scheme was blue, black, purple and white and looked amazing, there were bubble posts and screens and a huge stage it seemed classy and refined but I was sure that was going to change soon. We all sat down next to our mates or friends and watched the stage. The bubbles and screens changed to a nice orange and red and the whole place seemed to become livelier. We were sat at the very front and could see everything and some other groups of people began to gather to watch my sister sing. I was so excited!

A flirty waitress dressed in a white tank top and red short shorts came over and practically thrust her cleavage in Pauls face. Contrary to common belief, Paul isn't a 'ladies' man'. Yes he has had a lot of 'conquests' in his past life but as soon as he became a wolf and found out about imprinting. He regrets the fact that his imprint may not be happy about this but is glad that he is well… 'Experienced' and knows how to ease the pain if his imprint is a virgin.

"Hi there. My names Clarice and I will be your waiter for tonight. What can I get you?" She drawled in a – what I suppose was meant to be – seductive manner and fluttered her thickly coated eyelashes. Paul shifted in his seat uncomfortably and I was about to intervene when Aria came out. She had changed into a different outfit and looked spectacular!

Her dress was black and had material bunched up on one side of her, the material floated down one side but on the other it was a short. The material floated down like black waves and her feet were encased by old-school black heels. On her ears were two big diamond drop earrings and on her wrist was a bracelet that had the infinity sign. She still had Grandma Marie's ring on but it was on a chain around her neck. Her lips were painted a dark red and her eyelids were coated with black and red. She swayed towards us and her heels click clacked on the flooring.

"Hi Christine, how are you?" Aria said with fake friendliness and purposely got her name wrong. She delicately dodged the waitress and sat right next to Paul placing her head on his chest. Paul automatically placed his muscular arm around her and she relaxed.

"Hello Arial, I'm fine thank you. Just talking to my 'friend' here." She said with a sickly sweet voice, probably trying to cause an argument by saying friend with obvious innuendoes.

"Oh that's nice. How's your right leg?" Aria asked with phony concern. We all looked at each other in confusion and the waitress cocked her head to the side. Not knowing what she was going on about.

Aria picked up on this and said –

"You know. It must get sore not meeting the left." She said and fluttered her eyelashes.

It was silent for two moments as we waited for the other woman to make a comeback. But when it became obvious that she didn't pick up on the fact that she had been insulted the whole table burst out laughing. The waitress went away in a huff and muttered under her breath.

That's my sister, call a waitress a slut without actually saying the word and make her leave with only ten words. God I could have used her with Mike and Jess.

When we finally settled down and the laughter ceased I was brought into a huge sisterly hug and swung around. Aria was squealing as was I and we started talking about how much we missed each other. We embraced then sat down and I introduced her to everyone. She smiled at everyone and waved then snuggled absentmindedly back into Paul's embrace.

At my raised eyebrow she just shrugged and sighed.

"So Bella, apart from becoming a vamp and making nice with two different types of mythical creatures – both of which are natural enemies- having a child and making everyone humane and having a red head idiot coming after your blood… What's new?" She asked airily.

I laughed slightly and shrugged my shoulders. She had summed my life up into a few sentences in a 'no shit' kind of way, just like she always did. I was about to ask her about her life over the last eight years but we were interrupted by two lads.

The two lads had similar facial features but one had black hair and ice blue eyes whilst the other had weird blonde-brown hair but both had the same forehead and jawline.

"Hey Krypt. How you doing." Said the one with striking ice eyes. The other - who I assumed was his brother- whacked him upside the head and rolled his eyes.

"Krypt? Kryptonite? Green? Seriously? You couldn't think of anything else?" Aria sighed out. The man held up his hands in surrender and chuckled as did some others.

"Okay, everyone this is Stefan – she said pointing to the blonde-brown haired male who waved- and this idiot is Damon. These are my brothers in everything but blood. Damon, Stefan. This is my sister, Bella. Her husband Edward and their daughter Rennesme. This- she said pointing to Paul with her head- is Paul, my fallen. – At this the two men perked up and looked shocked- then we have Sam his mate Emily, Jared and his imprint Kim, Quil and his soul mate Scarlet and Seth who's with Liz. Then we have Emmy- Bear who is mated to Rose, Jasper and Alice, Carlisle who is mated to Esme and then we have French and Embry as well as Jake." She said in one big breath. Jesus, I didn't realise how many of us there were.

"It's nice to meet you all but Krypto here needs to get on stage. Be prepared to be amazed ." He wiggled his eyebrows and Aria rolled her eyes again. She surprised Paul by giving him a sweet kiss on the cheek and then walked towards the stage her hips swaying. She turned back to Stefan and whispered something in his ear and he grinned and headed to the bar.

What was that about? I shook my head and snuggled into Edward, prepared to be amazed.

So…..? What do you think?

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Kisses S.