Hope you enjoy. Like always, I make up almost every part of my story as I go, so if you have any ideas, I would love to hear them and dedicate the chapter to you. Thanks guys and gals!

BPOV:

Although I'm homeless, and only thirteen, I had never seen, or imagined, a house this big. I was still in the jeep, staring at it, I heard the passenger door open. Turning, I saw that Emmett was next to me, holding open the door.

"Come on, it's still hailing, lets get you inside." He helped me down from the car, and then he took my book bag and led me to the porch, but I refused to go in.

"Wait, what is this place?" Why would I go into a place I didn't know what it was? That is how you get killed on the streets.

"My house." He smirked at me, and opened the door to a black room, and he walked into the room.

"Of course it is." I looked at everything on the walls and started to walk into the house. "Why is this so big?"

"I have a large adoptive family." He looked back, and suddenly lights came on upstairs.

"Emmett, who is there?" A deep, southern voice called from the hall above me.

"Go ask Alice!" Emmett called back quickly and turned to me. "My parents always take in people in need. Like me and my wife. And everyone else in my family." He seemed like he wanted to say something else, but the man with the southern voice cut him off.

"She doesn't know what you're talking about."

Emmett suddenly looked shocked, and cocked his eyebrow. "She doesn't?" He then looked at me. "Well then, everyone come down here, I guess…" He smiled and gestured towards the only arm chair. "Trust me, with my family, you want to be solo." He chuckled, then sat on the couch.

I made my way to the chair, but didn't sit. "Can you pass me my book bag?" I felt better with it next to me.

"Here." He pushed it towards me. I set it next to the chair, then reluctantly sat down. Almost, out of nowhere, I saw many stunningly beautiful people, both boys and girls, walk down the staircase and fill in the couch around Emmett, and look at me.

Next to Emmett was a blonde, who hugged him loosely, and clearly was his wife. Next to them was a man with blonde curly hair, and I thought that he was the southern man, but I wasn't sure. On his lap was a petite, black spiky hair girl I could only describe as a pixie.

Behind them were two people who looked like parent figures. A man with blonde hair, and then a strawberry blonde next to him. (I don't remember her hair color, sorry guys!)

Randomly off to the side was a solo man, with windswept bronze hair. He seemed to slightly be glaring at me, and he made me gulp in fear.

"Emmett, who is this?" The blonde man with curly hair asked, and it was obvious he was the southern one.

"This is Bella. Haven't I talked to you about her?" He looked sheepishly around, but everyone else's gaze was locked on me. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat.

"No. You haven't." The bronze haired one muttered, thankfully taking his attention away from me, but only momentarily.

"Well, we will talk about that in a second, won't we?" Emmett glared at him, then looked back at me, a slight smirk on his face. "Okay, so the rude one is Edward. The blonde southern is Jasper. The girl on his lap is Alice, his wife. They are our parents, Carlisle and Esme. And this is my wife, Rosalie." He pointed to each one, then sighed.

I nodded in greeting, but then looked at Emmett. "Why am I here?"

"Yes, why?" The blonde glared at me, and I was slightly startled. Emmett was the nicest person I know, and his wife seemed to be the meanest person I know. Well, maybe not the meanest, but up there.

"Bella, do you mind if I share?" Emmett asked. Wow, he was actually giving me an option. Well…maybe not.

I looked down at my old, dirty shoes and nodded slightly. "I guess." I put my hands together and started to spin my thumbs around one another.

"Bella is homeless. She was supposed to be in the shelter, but it filled up. Since it's hailing, and we have the extra bedroom…" Emmett turned and looked at his parents, and I looked at him through my eyelashes, confused.

"Of course Emmett." The blonde male, the father, answered. What his name? Charlie? No….Carlisle? I don't know, lets hope so.

"Can I bring her to the room?" The pixie jumped off, and started to jump with excitement. Wow, I'm the younger one? Hard to believe.

"Well first we need to tell her Alice." Jasper got to his feet and then looked at Emmett. "Well, aren't you going to say it?"

"I think we should talk it over some more." The blonde, Rosalie, nearly growled out.

"There is nothing to talk over Rose. Emmett, tell her. Or I will." Alice crossed her arms and looked at him.

"Alice is right. Rose, get over it." Emmett made a face and then looked at me, smirking. "Would you like to spend the night here?"

I got to my feet, shaking my head. "No, I can't. I…I have to go." Picking up my book bag, I sling it over my shoulder, and run out of the house, straight into the painfully hard hail. I kept my head down, and looked both ways. I had no idea where I was.

Turning around, I saw a forest. Not the best thing, but it would work. They sun had already set, so I dropped my book bag and started to search the side pockets. I have collected many batteries I find laying around, and I had been given a flashlight at the shelter.

Pulling out the flashlight, I turned it on, picked back up the book bag, and then ran into the forest.

Once the hail stopped hitting me, I let out a sigh of relief. Dropping my book bag, I started to get ready for a long night. Suddenly, there was a cool breeze. I let out a gasp, and started to search in my bag for something.

"Bella."

The voice behind me startled me, and was so sudden I let out a scream. Turning, I shined the flashlight all over, and it automatically landed on Emmett's face, which made me scream again, and hit the ground.

"Bella!" Emmett squatted down and helped me off the wet ground. "Why did you run out like that?" He handed me the flashlight, and reached around the tree for my book bag.

"Because, what am I supposed to do? Sleep in a strangers house?" I slowly took the book bag and slid it over my shoulder. I didn't want to be mean. He was trying to be nice, but truly.

"Well it's either that or the streets. Wait, I didn't mean that…" He looked genially sorry, although that was a rude remark. I have lived in the streets, but I would forgive him.

I started to shake, with cold and finally nodded. "Okay." We walked back to the house and then once I walked into the room, Alice was suddenly next to me.

"Can I go show you the room you will stay in?" She smiled, but I looked at Emmett.

He leaned down and whispered, "Don't worry, she's a little weird, but nice. And very girly." He smirked, then patted my back. "Don't worry, we're all nice and just want you to be happy."

Alice smiled, took my hand, and started to pull me up the stairs. She opened the door, and I was in complete shock.

Two in one day, how's that for a New Year's gift? Have fun kiddies!