Chapter 2

Waiting Game

The morning's events went on as usual and the next thing I knew Jacob was at the front door, you know checking you on me?

At the first sight of him, I stopped I was doing and ran to him. We hugged each other and this wasn't like the other hugs he'd given me before. This hug was more of a protective one.

I wasn't quite comfortable with it but I was happy to just be in his arm.

Jacob is my best friend and let's not forget imprint. He'd always been there for me and I was there when he needed me too. I'd always seen Jake as a friend and I knew our friendship would last forever and that was all I needed to know.

He let go of me and we went to sit on the couch, waiting for dad you finish his talk with Grandpa.

"Hey, I'm gonna make a wide guess and say that you know about Rachael?" I asked.

He looked at me with an expression I knew was fake. "Yeah, I know about her" he said his beautiful voice had a hint of disgust.

I sighed "You know she's not really a danger and I know we should be cautious but I can't help but feel something good will come out of this."

"Nessie, you can't that she holds a possible threat"

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But if-" He silenced me by putting his fingers over my mouth.

"Don't get you hopes up" He said and smiled at me. It sent all my fears away.

At that exact moment dad came in and signaled for us to go. We exchanged our goodbyes and I left.

We were in the school about five minutes later. My family was all alert.

"Is she here Alice?" Uncle Jazz asked.

"She's kind of nervous and she's home thinking over her decision."

The bell rang and I went to class with my mom and dad. According to Aunt Alice, Rachel would be in our classes as well.

In English class Mr. Forbes continued on and on about the whole Shakespeare Era. Of course I knew all about it but somehow it was much more fun when dad was teaching me, he heard this thought and he smile brightly. Mom saw him and she couldn't help but smile herself.

Then after a second this moment ended and our attention was drawn to another direction. This was the first pause in Mr. Forbes' lecture. He turned his head to the door and there she was. Our visitor.

She was pretty with short hair with brown and golden curls dropping down on her rosy cheeks. She wasn't very pale and she had a dark shade of brown colored skin that looked smooth.

"You have finally arrived Ms. Brown" Mr. Forbes remarked taking the card from her signing it.

"Yes sir, I'm terribly sorry for the interruption" said Rachel sweetly smiling. She took the card and went to her assigned seat.

She let out a huge breath as she settled in. She was looking down at her books and then her attention was placed on our teacher. She made eyes contact with mom who smiled at her, then dad who did the same. She looked at me and I could tell that she thought that I might be cautious so I saw when she pulled back when I smiled at her.

The bell rang after that and she ran straight to her next class. Of course it made no sense running. We would be in the same class. Dad met with Aunt Alice on the way and they exchanged a look then he nodded.

She seemed to be a little more comfortable as Maths went on and quite interested in it too. I wanted to talk to her but she was out the door again at the sound of the bell.

"Wow, she's really worried about what our reaction would be like." I commented when my family gathered again.

"It's only expected, she quite young though. I mean she looks like if she was one of those daddy's girls" Mom said winking on the last part.

"Nessie's our only child, my little girl. I love her like crazy." Dad defended himself.

"Where is she now?" I just had to know.

"She's getting some documents from the office the she hadn't gotten this morning" Aunt Alice replied.

Our next class after this break would be Gym. Today we did the theory part so we took notes. This class was unbearably boring. We did all but shout "THANK YOU LORD!!" When it was over.

Was she going to avoid us again? I felt sorry for her, we weren't as bad a I suppose she thinks.

"She's really thinking about coming over" Dad looked at her. Emmett and Aunt Rose both rolled their eyes and sighed.

"Patience is the key people" Coached Aunt Alice and she was indeed right.

"Alice would you mind inviting her?" Dad suggested.

"Sure"

She got up and Uncle Jasper hesitated on letting her pass. She ignored him, bent down and kissed his forehead. He eased up and she went over.

"Hello Rachel, it'll be fine. We'd really like to talk to you" said Aunt Alice in a soothing voice.

"Really" Rachel asked, suddenly excited.

"Really"

Rachel took a deep breath and then took a stumbled step forward. Aunt Alice led the way to our table. Greetings came her way when they'd arrived.

"So you've finally decided to stop running from us, huh?" laughed Emmett. Then their eyes met for the slightest second and Rachel looked at the floor. Aunt Alice patted her shoulder gently showing her to her seat.

The conversation went smoothly and I noticed a while later Rachel was comfortable with us and comical too. We went through light topics like School, Weather,

Fashion and Music. I could tell that she and my Aunts would be the best of friend because of her fashion sense.

The bell rang fifteen minutes later and I knew that when the school day was finished I would have enough time to talk to our visitor who already started feeling like my friend.

Out in the parking lot it was decided that Rachel would take a ride with my Dad, Mom and I. I was really excited that that decision was made. But I guessed they wanted this so that Dad would be able to read her mind more.

I place my hand on her rosy cheeks and thought to her "Everything will be fine, don't worry about Grandpa Carlisle. He's great." Then I smiled.

She touched my cheeks and thought to me " Thank you, you wouldn't believe how happy I am now that I've met all of you. Thank you". I shuddered a little out of happiness at the fact that we shared something. I smile again and felt the tears at my eyes but I forcefully held them back. I wasn't going to make this situation harder. The ride home was quiet.