EJ Cullen's magnificent story, pun intended

'What did you just say?' He, that waste of space that had to be classified as my other genetic contributor spoke.

'Fuck off'. I blocked any thoughts out of my head, well hoping away from him. It was vile language, thank you captain obvious and perhaps the most uncharacterised thing from me. I didn't really use vulgar language. But, what I couldn't help was my anger towards it. Why, why, why- everything is practically unsafe now.

My family are unsafe.

'Don't speak to me like that.'

Was this guy for real?

'I'll talk to you how I damn want to. Stay away from me and my family.' I said, I was the protector of my family. This genetic participant in my formation was not.

I successfully ignored him and his stalker stare. Freak.

'Ah, Mr Swan. Care to tell us a bit about yourself?' Some big women known as the teacher- Miss. Francis said. I could feel some vibes and thoughts centred around lust radiating from her. Great.

'I'm from Pennsylvania.'

All females looked as if I was a meal, ready to be devoured and the incessant women could not control her inappropriate lust.

'Anything else?' Way to play the awkward, EJ.

'I like to play baseball in my free time and I'm an avid reader.' There, that had to make their attention go away. It did for some, I could feel swarms of rejection apart from one girl. She was freaking emotionless, blank. The aggravation It gave me was beyond belief, what was happening to me?

The woman stopped asking me questions after that.

The bell rang- saved by the bell, how cliché I imagined. Before, it- could walk past me I darted out of the room. Childish I agreed, but most needed.

It was the lunch period, a gathering fit for humans to gossip about. I swear they felt some sort of communal consensus from things like this. I was pretty sure I'd given most of my biology class a fright by being extra unsociable, in their eyes.

Perfect.

I was certain word spread like wildfire and no body wanted the moody EJ Swan to sit with them. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Renesmee politely- I sneered- turning down offers looking at me.

Family stuck together alright.

'You really need to stop judging human society'. She whispered, claiming a far table at the back.

'Not my fault'. I quickly brought back us some pizza and coke. Typical, human props as I liked to think. We hated pizza.

'So, how was your day?' She asked, keeping a weary eye around the room.

'Bearable.' I contemplated telling her I met our father.

'I...met someone.' I spoke very slowly. I had a quarter of a second to back out of this if I really wanted too.

'A girl! No way, mom and I thought you were gay.' I hissed at her for that erratic assumption.

'Just because I haven't been fucking Jacob.' I had a hint of seriousness in my voice, if mom and her thought I was gay- she should know dearest mother and I do know what happens with Jake sometimes.

'Can you quieten down? Look, shit- there are our kind, close enough over there.' I glanced, briefly to see daddy dearest- I sneered again- was glaring at us. Not for the comment about Renesmee, but because he wanted to speak to us.

I really didn't know how to tell Nessie this.

'Look, the guy with the reddish brown hair, he's our...other genetic partaker.' If that made any sense, way to go EJ.

She was blank for three seconds, before rising up and walking towards their table. There were more of them, family reunion- lovely.

Instinctively, I followed.

'Is It true?' I was surprised by the accusation, the anger in her voice. I half expected her to cry with glee or happiness, she always wanted a father.

'Please sit down, it will look suspicious.' An attractive blonde, most likely the 'aunt' said.

I did so, because I was not foolish enough to risk exposure. We probably looked like a happy family to human eyes.

I tugged Nessie down next to me.

'It's impossible. Bella can't get pregnant, if she did- you two killed her.' He stated blankly.

Moronic fool.

I didn't have to answer this time, so I sighed running my hand through my hair. Some pixie girl, gasped. Melodramatic, much.

'It's very possible. Very possible you knocked her up the night before you left and she ran away and nearly died- but was saved by her son.'

Nessie wasn't poisonous, I was.

'Is this a sick joke? The Volturi hired you, didn't they?' The blonde said, a protective accusatory tone to her voice.

'Nope.' I popped the 'p'.

'I don't...where's Bella?' Genetic participant asked, softly which was ironic.

'Like hell you'll go near her.' I hissed.

'Make me.'

The tension was too much, so I spoke up. I could be awkward when I wanted too, but if there's one thing I've learnt today- it's that our genetic partaker is naturally awkward.

Well, around us at least.

'You left our mother, alone and pregnant whilst she was a human teenager. Her father- went ballistic when she ran away and they thought she had died. She cried herself to sleep most of the times, she thought you would come back but you never did. And, here you are- pristine in your glory. Are you ready for high school again, huh? So you can pick up another Bella?'

I really looked at him. And he really looked at me. I could see what mom said, I did have resemblances to him. I knew I looked like mom more- for that I was heavenly thankful, to look like my mother. But parts of his bone structure, it was disgustingly impossible to miss. The same freaking jaw and piercing green eyes.

My hair was more brown.

But, the sick bastard actually looked sad.

'EJ, I loved your mother more than anything. I left for her protection, it was in my best interests. Please, I would like to meet her, I know I have done wrong and I can only fix this.'

'She won't be ready.' Renesmee spoke up, eyes drawing across everyone on the table.

'And, we're not ready to accept you into our lives. I'm sorry'. I didn't objectify Renesmee, in all truth- this was the damn fact. After more than 30 years, there was no logical reason too.

He didn't say anything, but looked lost. Good, my points been made.

'Well, can't we at least introduce ourselves? You might wrongly think Edward left Bella to die, but he didn't. I'm Alice.'

I just stared at her, pixie like and short. Mom told me about her briefly, she liked her or something. This Alice, looked the the epitome of happiness and fairyland, I could sense beams of excitement and thoughts around anticipation radiating from her.

'Hello Alice'. Renesmee chimed in, I gently kicked her under the table.

'We are going to be great. I can just feel it.'

I wanted to object, to protest and say 'like hell you will', but Renesmee looked too happy. I should be thankful she looked pissed at our genetic partaker, I suppose the pixie wasn't so harmful.

'I'm Emmett. Bella's favourite.'

I was tiring of this meet and great with 'family', frustrated I pushed my hand back into my wild mess of a hair as an unfruitful attempt to tame it.

I could hear girl's swoon from watching me and I smirked.

Renesmee spoke, briefly and politely, as we were raised. It dawned to me I haven't been using my manners properly, a Swan would never do that.

'My apologies for interrupting this meet and greet session'- memories from Disneyworld in the summer of 08' popped up randomly- 'but Renesmee needs to accompany me to the library'.

Renesmee, sickly reluctant to leave, complied.

'Well, nice to meet you. And- if you really, want to meet my mother. You have my permission to do so.'

I shot her a glare, this would go down in the library.

AN: Hello, I didn't know whether to update- it's an unusual story I know and is more of a recreational, lets try this out piece. What do you think of EJ? His relationship with daddy dearest is bitter as hell, it won't forever be like that though. Who is the mysterious, emotionless girl?

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