We spent an hour in the kitchen, asking continuous questions about our new brother. His name was Edward; he was 17 years old and wasn't actually living in a care home. He had been taken straight from his home, where his Dad was abusive and violent towards him. His mother had died 2 years previous.

It was planned for him to move in within a week and would be taking the spare room next to mine.

'Ok well we'll go and sort out the spare room' I said, getting a few glares of disapproval from my brothers for dragging them into the cleaning arrangements. We'd all been using the room as a lounge where we spent many nights knocking back shots and messing about on Emmett's xbox. That was always the highlight of having such a large family. My siblings were my best friends.

'That would be very helpful Bella, I have already put spare sheets in the room, could you guys make the bed up while your collecting your things?' Esme asked with a sweet smile, and everyone moaned and made their way out of the kitchen. I smiled at my foster parents and followed after them.

The truth is, I was trying to make it run smoothly by helping out. I'll always remember what it was like when I first moved here. It was new and strange to me. And, because there are a few of them, I was intimidated by my brothers and sisters.

It was also very difficult because the Cullen's are such a close family. I didn't want to intervene because back then I didn't see myself as part of the family. Now, of course, I did. But a small part of me couldn't help but worry that Edwards new arrival would mess everything up.

'Way to go Bella!' Emmett moaned as we climbed the stairs in single file, rubbing his eyes with his palms. 'Still feeling rough?' Jasper asked, laughing to himself again. Emmet replied 'Really fucking rough!'

Jasper flung himself on the double bed and wrapped himself in the duvet. Alice ran after him and landed by his side. As they rolled around and giggled the rest of us started to sort out the room.

'We're going to need bin bags!' Rosalie almost sung and glided out the room. I smiled and grabbed the bed sheets, throwing them at Alice and Jasper. 'I guess you two have volunteered to make up the bed!'

Emmett was on his knees unplugging his xbox and wrapping the wires around the controllers. 'Where are we going to playing rock band now?' He put on a fake 'hurt' voice and pulled a sulky face. I shrugged and replied. 'We could take over the actual living room, Esme and Carlisle cant have a ago at us as they chucked us out of here'

Jasper pushed himself off the bed and straightened out his clothes and hair, before joining the conversation. 'Exactly, and they cant force us all into one of our bedrooms. Not after last time' The three of us laughed, remembering how Rosalie had got so fed up with Alice going through her wardrobe that she physically chucked her out of her bedroom, starting world war 3 in the Cullen house.

Alice sighed loudly and deep 'It wasn't funny. She has nails you know! I think she may have drawn blood as well!' she sulked, pointing at her upper arm. We all laughed again and went back to cleaning.

Rosalie appeared by my side, handing me a bin bag. I turned to the dresser and started piling in used plastic shot glasses, food wrappers and bottles. 'We are really gross…' I mumbled, looking into the bottom of a crisp bag and noticing how the left overs were green and white. 'I think there's something growing in this crisp wrapper!' I exclaimed and Emmett took it from my hand, inspecting it 'Wooow!' he whispered and grinned. I held out the bin bag 'Put it in!'

By the time we finished, the room was spotless. The bed made up perfectly and there was no sign of us ever being there. We shared a few high fives and I watched as everyone scattered back to their own rooms. I was left stood in the room.

Sighing, I took a key from under the small black vase on the bedside table and made my way to the other side of the room. This room and my room had a joining door between them, like a hotel suite. I locked the door and shoved the key in my back pocket, grabbing the bin bag and making my way downstairs.

Not exactly the most eventful chapter ever written lol,

but ive gotta make a run up to Edwards arrival. =]