AN- Okay, so this Chapter is from Lyn's Point of View. It got way longer then Intended I was trying to show your how the twins interact to contrast with them and Bella. And a show a little of how Lyn feels about her sister.

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I groaned as I woke up, the rain was pounding down so hard it sounded like it was coming from inside my bedroom, then I noticed the light mist rolling from the door next to my bed and groaned louder. There was no rain and Chrissy was in the shower, that meant it was Monday morning. Summoning the courage to glance at the cloak, I shuddered throwing an arm over my eyes. 6:30am, who showers at that time of day? It was insane, but then again not as insane as heading to school at 7am to spend an hour running around in light drizzle. I mean who joins the track team anyway? Sometimes I had my doubts that Chrissy really was my twin.

Glaring pointless at the door to the bathroom, I slowly pulled the covers over my head, attempting to fall back to sleep. Instead I ended up listening to the sound of the shower running next door, and from the sound of it upstairs as well. Our bathroom was so small you had to stand inside the shower to brush your teeth, but it beat trying to work out how to fit four people into the bathroom upstairs. Especially on a Monday when we all needed to be in it at the same time. How had it gotten to Monday all ready? The weekend had been slow, Dad had been at work for most of it and Chrissy and I had ended up sat downstairs in the living room with Bella, sitting in uncomfortable silence for hours on end. It was a relief when Jacob came to get me, Chris glaring daggers at my back as I left. Not my fault, I'd had plans to go surfing with Jake for weeks, I couldn't just cancel that would be rude! Of course, surfing actually meant sneaking round to Jake's kind of friend Paul's house and drinking moonshine and soda, which explain my current level of hell.

A blast of heat told me that Chrissy had finished with her shower, i pulled the covers down enough to peer out at her. She was wearing her proper running clothes, Dad had brought them for her after she won a tournament last year, why the hell do they even have running shows? Who is sad enough to go see them? The zingy yellow streaks hurt my eyes, as I glared at my sister. She caught my gaze with exasperated sigh and rolled her hazel eyes in my direction.

"Good morning" She purposefully raised her voice to a much higher than normal pitch, her tone bright and airy as she flung open the curtains. The sudden burst of light made my eyes burn. As I sunk back under the cover with a hiss, Crissy's laughter followed me.

"It's your own fault, why on earth would you get drunk on the Sunday?" I mumbled my reply into the bed covers, trying desperately to force myself back into sleep, something I knew wouldn't happen. No with Chrissy in the room. She believed if she'd had enough sleep, everybody had had enough sleep. Bitch.

"I have to go, dad's giving me a lift to school. Make sure you wake Bella up and for the love of all that is holy do not drive to school this morning, get Bella to take you!" I was actually the older twin, by 15 whole minutes but Chrissy had this bossy irritating way of making me feel like I was 6 years younger. Or perhaps like she was in fact my mother I amended as the sheets where unceremoniously ripped away from me. I glared forcing myself into a sitting position, the room spinning slightly as I did.

"Fine, fine. No driving, no drinking, no fun…what's next breathing?" I snapped.

"Hmm what about no Jacob?" She smirked wiggling her eyebrows suggestively, so I did the only sensible thing and threw my pillow at her head. She giggled catching it with ease and tossed into onto her own neatly made bed. She was such a freak.

"Remember wake Bella" She called, already heading out of the room.

"Ok fine….will you at least make me pancakes" I shouted back hopefully, no response. With one last groan I flopped back down onto the bed rubbing my head.

Bloody moonshine…blood Mondays.


Chrissy smirked at me as I dropped in my seat next to her in German. First lesson of the day and I was already 10 minutes late. Luckily miss Rondalh hadn't actually master the timetable yet and didn't seem to have a clue I was running late. I blame Bella, arriving at school in that awful monster of a vehicle hadn't been the best start of the day but everybody staring at her like the sun was literally shining from her ass hadn't helped. I could see Chris open her mouth next to me, starting straight ahead, we had perfected the art of failing German years ago. It considered of learning to talk without moving our lips and always have scrap paper handy for me to draw on. Chrissy went running, I drew and Bella…well I didn't know what Bella did anymore. I think she used to read.

"Yes" I hissed before she could ask, she was going to make sure I didn't just leave Bella lying to bed. Like I'd do such a thing…well okay I totally would do that but Dad would freak on me. It was hard enough trying to carve out an identity in this teeny little town as the twin daughter of the chief of Police, now I was one of three again. Bella had been here less than a week and I was already going crazy. For once I ignored my sister and turned my attention to German Class.


Mr Manson let us out of English early so I got to the cafeteria in record time, which meant no soggy sandwiches for me and my pick of the cakes. Tuna sandwiches and double chocolate cake for me, not the least bit healthy but who cares, I had gym last lesson anyway. I grabbed our usual table in the corner of the room and waited, watching as the kids slowly piled in. Chrissy walked in slowly, the look of pure horror on her face that could only have been caused by a pop quiz in maths class. She sunk gracelessly into the chair besides me, her head crashing into the table in a barely controlled way, giggling I reached out on patted her on the head, hair still slightly damp from her shower this morning, her hair was so long it wouldn't be dry properly until tonight. That was one of the practical reasons I had mine cut so short.

Chrissy groaned moving her head to rest her chin on the table as she looked up at me. "I swear she does it on purpose, she knows my weakest skills and puts them all into tests for me, just she can gloat when I fail." Chrissy and Mr Varner had a complex relationship, kind of like my relationship with my Art teacher, sometimes we were their favourites, other times then wanted up to die and burn in hell.

"Hey" I looked up at the voice, Bella stood before our table looking uncomfortable, me and Chrissy exchange a glance before I kicked out the chair across from us for Bella.

"Hey Bells. How's school been so far?" I asked, as Chrissy pulled herself upright, opening her bottle of Pepsi Max, she refused to eat the school meals.

"Yeah it's been fine, everybody has been nice."

"By nice you mean, ever boy in school has been drooling over you" I scoffed, as Chrissy shot me a irritated glare and Bella flushed a strange shade of red. Huh, neither me or Chrissy blushes.. I think dad might though.

"That's what you get for living in a small town, they'll calm down soon. They did the same to us when we moved back here." Chrissy spoke gentle, apparently having decided to treat Bella like one of the children we sometimes babysat, Bella shot her a grateful smile.

"I hope so."

We fell back into silence for ten minutes that felt more like an hour. Bella stabbing her salad without really eating and Chrissy sipping her drink slowly. I rolled my eyes at them both and pulled my chocolate cake towards me. I could feel Chrissy's eyes light up without having to look up.

"No"

"Pleasseee"

"Get your own" I growled, wrapping my arms protectively around my plate, Chrissy shifted enough to rest her head against my shoulder and I knew if I glanced down she's have her puppy dog pout on, eye lashes fluttering in a effort to be cute. Sighing I used those stupid plastic spork to break it in half, sticking a the smaller half on a piece of tissue and sliding it over Chrissy. I glanced at Bella, briefly toying with the idea of splitting it again, she wasn't even looking at me, so no cake for her.

"Who are they?" She asked biting her lip as she watched someone out the window, I followed her gaze already knowing who she was talking about. I heard Chrissy snort beside me.

"The Cullen's" I said simply going back to my cake.

"They moved here about 2 years ago, from Alaska. Dr Cullen adopted them all." Chrissy supplied turning round to glance at the door.

"There's Emmett McCarty, he's in my Gym class, he's the friendliest one of them. Alice Cullen is his actual sister, they were Mrs Cullen's sister's children, their parents died in a car crash and Dr Cullen and Mrs Cullen took them in. Rosie Hale was in a orphanage in Alaska and fell in love with Emmett, so when they moved here they adopted her and her brother Jasper to they could all stay together. Edward Cullen was their first adopted child." Chrissy gave Bella all the practical information. She remembered stuff like that, stuff I forgot almost as soon as I learnt it. It was kinda amazed she remember that, the Cullen's don't mix outside of their family all that often.

"Emmet is the massive guy, Rosalie is the blonde. Alice is teeny little one, she's in my Art class, she's brilliant. A little weird but brilliant. Jasper is the blonde one in grey and Edward is the one left." I told her as Chrissy turned back round, picking the chocolate off her cake, loosing interest now it was all explained, Bella remained staring over her shoulder watching the Cullens stride across the room to their regular table. I had to smirk as I noticed the way her gazed stayed on the bronze head of hair that was Edward Cullen, I elbowed Chrissy and shook my head towards Bella, she rolled her eyes leaning forward to hiss..

"Jesus Bella, if you're gonna stare you could at least do it discreetly." Bella's head whipped back round so fast I'm surprised she didn't give herself whiplash, I laughed at Bella's blush flared back up.

"Well at least we know Bella's type. Edward Cullen huh? I suppose he's pretty if you're into that type of thing. Personally I'd go for Emmett Cullen"

"I…I don't…I'm not" Chrissy giggled this time, trying to muffle the sound in her drink, I grinned at Bella.

"Oh of course not. You stare at everybody like that." Abandoning my teasing of Bella as she turned so red I thought she might pass out, I switched to Chris.

"What about you, if you had to date a Cullen" I asked.

"Ummm Jasper I think" She muttered, eyes on the Cullen table.

"Really? Does he even speak?" I asked, Jasper Cullen had this odd look about him, like he was constantly being stabbed in the foot.

"Yeah…he has a southern accent, it's odd Rosalie doesn't." She told me, finishing picking the chocolate off her cake. I noticed Edward starting over at our table with a frown, like he could hear us over the noise of the student population. He always seem to look like that, it was creepy. He frowned at me for a moment, and turned back to his family. Creep.


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