Authors note: This story is based around the New Moon and I am going to try to follow the books the best I can but, for this to fit my story Jacob and his friends are going to already be werewolves. Seth and Leah haven't phased yet and their phasing is going to be around the time they phased in the book. I do this for two reasons: 1. I think Christmas with the pack and Emily would be awesome; 2. I need time to work my story into the Twilight series. Thank you, guys, so much for reading and I hope you enjoy! Thank you, Gia, QuntisForever, and Blank Core Devil for being my first three reviews! (Bold italic words are the three sisters using sign language.) Disclaim: I do not own Twilight only my characters.
I awoke to the sound of my alarm clock going off at six o'clock and groaned. First day at a new school that is already in the middle of it first semester. It's the middle of November and we have a week of school before being out for Thanksgiving break. Which can either be a good thing or a bad thing depending on how well we fit in at La Push High. With a yawn I stretched and roll out of bed and walk sleepily to the shower. I let the water beat on my back with it as hot as I can stand while I mentally prepare myself for this long day ahead. I'm making it sound like I'm going to my death, I though with a snort, in a way, I feel like I am.
My blond hair, blue eyes, and pale skin will stand out more than hillbilly at a popstar convention. I'm going to a high school that only has kids from the reservation going to it which means everyone there are Native American. Blakelyn will have a tough time fitting in with her red hair and sea green eye. Izabel on the other hand with her dark brown hair and tan skin, though she isn't as dark as Blakelyn, she will fit in better walking through the halls even with her emerald green eyes.
Unwillingly, I got out of the shower and started to get ready for school. I blow dried my hair which fell straight down my back and pined some hair back on the left side pulling it out of my face. Then I applied a light foundation, some neutral colored eyeshadow, black mascara, and eyeliner only on the top lid, and finally some light pink lip balm. After that I went to find something to wear. I didn't want to dress up too much because I'm not trying to impress anyone with my clothes, but I want to look descent since everyone will be pretty much staring at me. Finally, I decided on a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, a light blue long sleeved shirt, a light grey cardigan, and a pair of flat light grey ankle high boots. Overall, I didn't look to shabby.
As I headed for my bed room door I grabbed a hair bow and put it around my wrist so that I can pull my hair when I make it to work this afternoon. When I reached the kitchen, I saw that both of my sisters were already up and ready. Both had a plate of food in front of them that they where poking at with here forks. Blakelyn was dressed in a red plaid button down shirt with all the buttons undone showing a black tank top underneath and black skinny jeans. She pulled the outfit together with red high-top converses and a series of bracelets and necklaces around her wrist and neck with her hair in a messy bun. Izabel was dressed in a grey long-sleeved V-neck tee-shirt, with a black cardigan that she probably took from my room, dark blue skinny jeans, and black vans. The only make-up she wore was black mascara and eyeliner and her shoulder length hair fell in loose curls around her.
"Are you girls ready for school?" My dad asks as he sipped his coffee looking at the three of us.
"No," Izabel says flatly glaring at her food.
"I'm nervous." Blakelyn replies as she put her fork down and sat back in the chair with a sigh.
"I'll let you know after school," I say managing a small grin as I fought the urge to vomit.
Dad nods simply and went back to his paper. At seven forty-five my sisters and I go into the car and I drove us to school. We were silent on the drive there, each of us lost in our own thoughts. When we arrived at school I parked in the middle of the slowly filling parking lot. For a minute we just sat there in silence staring straight ahead.
"So," Blakelyn finally says braking the silence, "I'm not ready for this."
"I feel like I'm going to throw up." Izabel says with a hand over her stomach. The parking lot now almost full.
"It will be ok," I tried to sound encouraging, but my voice wavered, "We can do this." I took a deep breath and turned off the car. "Come on." I said opening my door getting out of the car and my sisters slowly followed my lead. Together we walked towards the school and many people turned to stare at us. When we entered the school, and started to make our way down the hallway everyone moved out of the way for us and the chatter died down.
"Ok now this is just wired," Blakelyn whispered from behind me as her and Izabel walked closer to me.
I nodded my head in agreement and looked around for the front office, "Hey Raleigh!" Someone called out up ahead. I sighed in relief at the sight for Jacob and quickly hurried to him and his friends as chatter suddenly broke out again in the hall.
"Hey Jake," I said smiling, "You wouldn't happen to know where the office is would you?" I asked and glanced at the guys around him. Unlike the other kids here Jacob and his friends all had short hair and they where bigger then any of the other guys, too. They also wore short sleeves that showed a glance of a tattoo hidden under the sleeves.
"Yeah, it right over here," he said walking towards the door. We all followed him, and he opened the door for us and we all piled into the small room.
A little old lady sat behind a desk with stacks upon stacks of paper on top of it almost hiding the old computer sat atop it from view. Her hair was mostly grey, and her skin looked so wrinkly it kind of resembled old leather. She looked up from whatever she was typing in surprise when she saw the six of us standing in front of her. "Can I help you?" she asked in a sharp nasally tone.
"Um," I stepped forward and she eyed me up and down, "I'm Raleigh Scarbow and these are my sisters Izabel and Blakelyn Scarbow." I said as I gestured towards my sisters. "We are here to get our schedules."
She eyed my sisters the same way she did me then shuffled through some of the papers in front of her, "Raleigh," she holds out a piece of paper and I took it from her, "Izabel," held out a piece a paper and Izabel took it, "Blakelyn." She held the final piece of paper out and went back to her typing after Blakelyn took hers.
We walked out of the office each of us staring at our schedules. "You only have four classes?" Izabel asked glancing at my schedule, "How are we getting home?" she motioned between her and Blakelyn.
"I'll just ask Emily if I can pick you guys up after school and then bring you to the Bakery until I get off work." I said shrugging my shoulders. I didn't really think about how they were going to get home after they got out of school. hopefully Emily want mind letting me take a break to come and get them.
"I can't believe they are letting pale faces into the school," someone to my right said I glanced up to see Tallie in the middle of a group of people, "It's a disgrace really." She smirks when she sees me looking at her then se glanced over my shoulder and she looked taken aback for a second but quickly recovered. I turned to see Izabel glaring at her with her arms crossed over her chest with a look on her face that dares her to say something else.
"What's really a disgrace is that poor top she's wearing," Blakelyn whispers, "It looks like she's going to bust out of it if she so much as turns the wrong way." Izabel looked down at Blakelyn with a grin on her face.
"I think I'm starting to rub off on you my sweet innocent sister." Blakelyn rolls her eyes at Izabel and looks back at her schedule. "Where is Mr. White-feather class?" she asked Jacob as she studied her classes.
"It's down the hall to the right last door you come, too." She said and looked around at the students walking around us, "Hey, Seth?" he called out and a young boy about the age of fifteen came over.
"Hey Jake," he says happily, "Hey guys." He says smiling at everyone showing off dimple in his left cheek. "What's up?" he literally looked like a smaller, younger version of Jake but with lighter colored eyes.
"Omg," Izabel whispered in my, "He's adorable in that baby face kind of way!"
I laughed at her and nodded my head in agreement. "You are in Mr. White-feather's homeroom, right?" Jake asks and Seth nods, "Good. Can you show my cousin Blakelyn here to the class room?" he gives Blakelyn a small nudge forward.
Honestly, she looked sick at the idea of walking away form us with Seth her eyes where wide with fear. "Hey I'm Seth." Seth said smiling brightly at her, "Come on I promise it want be that bad so no need to be scared."
She took a deep breath and tried to gain some composer, "Ok," she said, "But if I have to introduce myself I will throw up."
Seth laughs and motions toward the direction they needed to walk, "I'll tell Mr. White-feather not to make you introduce yourself. I promise." Blakelyn relaxed a bit more and started walking away with Seth as he talked about the classes here. He was literally almost a foot taller then she was.
Izabel and I must have been staring anxiously after her because one of Jake's friends said, "She will be fine. Seth is a good kid and won't let anyone mess with hers." I turned to look at who the voice came from and found this person staring at Izabel with intense eyes. "I'm Embry Call." He says to her and smiles. He was a lot taller than me standing somewhere around six four and like Jake, who was maybe a hair taller the Embry, I found myself looking up at him.
Izabel looked completely taken aback by him she opened her mouth to say something, but no words came out and she quickly closed it. Well that's a new one, I thought as I looked back and fourth between the two of them, Izabel never seemed at a loss for words. The look on her face was shock, confusion, and annoyance. "You can't know that." She finally said quickly masking her face, "Blake is a sensitive person and she's really shy so if someone upsets her or picks on her I will personally beat the shit out of them." Her face was fierce and promising, and she stood to her full height at five feet and six inches.
"Amen," I said my face just as fierce and as promising as hers, but I wasn't even close to her height standing only at five two. I probably looked more like a mad kitten standing next to her, but I can do just as much damage as she can.
Embry held up his hands in surrender and tried his best to suppress a grin, "Okay. Okay." He said, "I believe you. Now we really need to get to class soon."
Izabel huffed and looked at her schedule, "Ok. Where is Ms. Calls classroom. Wait is that your mom?" Izabel asked Embry surprised, "I would hate having my mom work at the same school I went, too."
Embry sigh and rolled his eyes, "Tell me about." He muttered under his breath, "Come on me, you, Quil and Jake all have the same homeroom."
"Ah, dude that sucks," I said sympathetically as he, Quil, and Izabel turned to walk to class "Text me if you need me." I told her knowing that her anxiety must be through the roof right now. I could even see that she was shaking a bit despite the cool face she wore, and I hoped she wouldn't have a panic attack before the day was over.
"Who's your home room teacher Raleigh?" Jacob asked from beside me and I showed him the paper. "Mr. Fuller. Ok, so you go down the hall and make a right and his classroom is the third door to the left."
"Ok got it." I said to him with a nervous grin, "Hey, watch out for Izabel. She may seem like a bad ass and she is sometimes, but she has really bad anxiety and I'm worried about her."
Jakes face softened as he looked at me and he smiled softly, "Don't worry she will be fine. I promise." He padded me on the back then walked to class with a small wave.
Standing here alone I looked around to find people making their way to the classes. Some were talking to friend's others were stopping by their lockers, but everyone was staring at me. I made my way in the direction Jake told me feeling self-conscious with all of the eyes on me. I tightened my grip on my bag and pulled my cardigan tighter around me. I sighed with relief when I finally made it to Mr. Fuller's room and found that most the seats where empty. I introduced myself to Mr. Fuller who told me to sit anywhere and quickly made my way to the back corner near the window. I sat in the second to the last desk and leaned my head against the window.
After about five minutes of absently staring out of the window at the forest and grey sky I became aware that someone had just sat down in the desk behind me. Whoever it was stretched their leg out beside me and I could see that it was a guy. He wore black lace up boots and dark blue jeans and he was tapping his pencil on his desk. To keep myself from turning around to give this guy a nasty look because the pencil tapping was beginning to get annoying I turned my attention to the front of the room. I groaned as I watched Tallie and her two copy cats walk through the door their high heals hitting the floor with too much force as they tired to draw everyone's attention. The guy behind me let out a soft chuckle and stopped tapping his pencil on his desk. Tallies' eyes glared at me and she wrinkled her face as if she smelled something bad. Then her eyes shifted to who ever was behind me and her face reddened with embarrassment and anger and she quickly took a seat up front turn her back to us. Causally I glanced over my shoulder and saw Paul sitting behind me. He was watching me with an amused smirk on his face and he raised an eyebrow at me. Quickly I wiped my head back around and sat tense in my seat. Paul must have found this amusing because he chuckled again and my face flushed.
"Ok everyone," Mr. Fuller said at the front of the classroom commanding everyone's attention. "First thing first," he said, and his eyes scanned the class until they landed on me and I felt my heat sink with dread, "We have a new student today. Raleigh would you please come up here and introduce yourself and tell us a little bit about yourself."
Kill me now. I slowly got up and made my way to the front of the room. as I passed Tallie she whispered, "Disgrace," under her breath and covered it up with a cough but several of the students around her laughed.
I now faced the front of the class and they all stared at me expectantly and I took a deep breath to calm myself. "My name is Raleigh Scarbow. I have two younger sisters and a baby brother, and we just moved here from a small town in South Georgia" I paused swallowing hard, "I guess an interesting fact about me is that I know sign language and I'm and artist." I looked at Mr. Fuller to see if that was enough of an introduction when someone raised their hand.
"Do you have a question for Raleigh, Lizabeth?" He asked the girl who sat in the desk beside me. She had thick bangs that covered her eyebrows and her hair was up in a ballerina bun. Her skin was a copper color and she had a cute little mole just under her left eye which where a light brown.
"Can you sign something for us?" she asked, and many people nodded their head and muttered in agreement.
"I like your shirt. It's a nice color on you." I said to her while I signed it.
She smiled at me and looked down at the shirt she wore. It was pale pink off the shoulder top with long sleeves that ended in a point on her hands. "Thank you." She said, "That was pretty cool. Why did you learn to sign?"
I smiled sheepishly and looked down, "So me and my sisters could have a private conversation even when there are other people in the room and we really need to talk." Many people laugh and Mr. Fuller grins.
"Ok," he says, "I think that's enough sharing. You may take your seat, Raleigh." He smiled kindly at me. Once I was back in my seat he continued with his announcements. "This year's Christmas dance is coming up shortly and the theme will be Winter Forest. If you would like to be on the dance committee, please see Lizabeth or Tallie. This week we will be pairing off into groups of two and doing a project over one of the Quileute myths or legends." He paused and glanced around the room. "Now on to what we will be doing in class today. You will have this week and all of Thanksgiving break to do this project before presenting it to the class on the Monday we come back." He paused as a collective groan rippled across the room. "You can either do a power point, skit, paper, or poster board with facts and drawing about what ever legend you get." Talk immediately broke out of the room about the post-test regarding the project. "Calm down everyone!" he said loudly, and everyone began to quiet down. "This project will count half of your grade for this semester and you will be assigned your partner and legend." More groans ran through the class. I just hoped I wasn't paired with Tallie for the sake of my sanity.
"Alright, when I call you and your partners name please go sit beside them quietly." He said as he grabbed a clip board. "Lizabeth and Kim, you two will get the Raven Tale." The girl named Kim sat three rows away from the window and stood to gather her things and made her way to Lizabeth. He called out several more names before I heard Tallies' and I held my breath, "You will be working with Jared on the Cold one's myth." The guy beside Paul groaned and Tallie turned to give him a nasty look and glare at Paul before turning around in her seat.
"Good luck man," Paul said sympathetically as Jared gathered his things.
"I'm going to need more than luck." He said and walked up front his hand brushing the back of Kim's back as he walked by her.
"Raleigh and Paul," he said turning the page, "You two get The Third Wife." I turned to face Paul and he gestured to Jared's empty seat. I slid my bag over with my foot and moved to my new seat and played nervously with my sleeve. "Ok. Now that everyone is paired you may began."
I sat staring straight ahead as everyone started moving desk together and talking about there project. "So," I finally said and looked at Paul.
"So," he said leaning causally against the wall facing me.
"Is homeroom also our first period or do we always do projects in homeroom." I asked, and he laughed.
"Homeroom does double as first period which is Quileute and American History class by the way." He said smiling softly at me and I blushed again. "So, what do you want to do with the project?" I have never blushed so much in my life around one person.
"I think we could either do a skit or poster board." I said taking out my note book and dug around for a pencil.
"I don't really act," he said placing his pencil on my note book. Mr. Fuller was walking around the class room talking to different groups about their projects.
"Poster board it is," I said as Mr. Fuller walked over to us. "When do you want to get together to get the supplies and…"
"So, you've decided on how you're going to present the legend of The Third Wife." He stated with a nod of approval. "Keep an eye on this one Raleigh. Don't let him skimp out on all the work." Then he walked away, and I eyed Paul with narrow eyes.
"I better not be doing all of the work or you'll find yourself acting as the third wife." I said, and he blushed and looked down.
"We could get supplies after school if you want," he said ignoring my comment and talking my note book.
"Can't I work after school." I said as he scribbled something down on the corner of the page and sat the note book back on my desk. He had written his phone number down and in side I was secretly trilled.
"Well when are you free next?" He asked tapping his pencil on his desk again.
"Wednesday after my classes are done." I said eyeing the pencil, "Will you stop that, please?" I said nodding at the pencil.
He grinned, "Does it bother you?" he asked with a twinkle of misfit in his eyes. Was he flirting with me?
"Maybe," I said smiling at him despite myself. Besides the intense feeling of wanting to be near him I felt oddly comfortable and safe around him.
"What time do you go in at the Bakery?" He sat the pencil down and turned to face him and stretched my legs out in front of me. Our ankles where almost touching and I so badly wanted them too.
"One," I said, and he looked surprised. "I had to do some of my classes online last year and I got ahead and completed some of the ones I needed for this year out of the way."
"Why did you have to take some of your classes online?" He asked, and I froze. What was I thinking telling him that? Of course, he was going to ask why! But I can't answer that for him, not when I barely know anything about him. I don't want anyone here to know about it. It was hard enough to keep it from people before we moved now it should be a piece of cake. Why was he so easy for me to talk, too!
I mentally slapped myself and tried to act normal as I shifted uncomfortably in my desk, "Personal reasons." I said looking down, "Anyway, so we are meeting Wednesday after school? Where at?" I know it was totally obvious I was trying to change the subject.
Paul didn't answer me right away and I looked up to find his eyes staring intensely as me, but his face was unreadable. "I can meet you in the parking lot at one and we can go to Port Angela's for supplies." I relaxed a little, grateful that he didn't bring it back up or presser me for answers.
"Will you miss class?" I raised my eyebrows at him and the corner of my mouth twitched up threatening a smile.
He grinned breaking his unreadable mask and intense stare and said, "No more the usual."
The bell rang dismissing class and we stood up at the same time almost bumping into each other, "Sorry," we said at the same time and I blushes and squeezed in front of him so that I was standing behind Kim and Lizabeth as we slowly made out way to the door.
"What's your next class?" he aske leaning over my shoulder as I held up the piece of paper.
"Ms. Call for math." I read as we made our way into the hall way.
"I'm headed in that direction I could show you if you want." He offers, and I smile at him and nodded, "Come on its this way."
Again, people stared at us as we walked to class and I couldn't tell if it was because of how I look or if it was because I was walking with Paul. "I feel like freak with all these eyes on me." I said more to myself then him.
"Don't worry about them they will stop staring in a few weeks." He said inching closer to me, so arms brushed each other as we walked. For the second time since meeting him I noticed how hot his skin felt against my own.
"Why is your skin so hot?" I asked, and he stiffened and moved away from me a little and shrugged me off.
"Well here we are." He said, and we paused awkwardly next to the door way "I'll see you later." He says and walks away.
I stare after him until he disappears into the crowd and head into the call room. The rest of the day passed slowly, and people stared at me as I walked to lunch. I was relieved because I could leave after this. I saw my sisters sitting at a table with Kim and Lizabeth who was talking animatedly about something.
"I'm so excited about the dance, but I really don't have enough time to plan it all since its basically just me on the dance committee." She said, as I sat down next to Kim facing Lizabeth, Izabel, and Blakelyn. "Hey Raleigh. I was just talking about the dance."
"How did you come up with Winter Forest?" I asked taking a fry from Blakelyn's plate and eating it.
"Tallie wanted to look like a sexy winter fairy or something like that." She said frustrated, "Now she expects me to do all of the work while she just talks about it since she came up with the idea."
"Can't you just kick her off the committee?" Izabel asked eyeing something behind me.
"Sure, if I had someone to run the committee with me." She said annoyed.
"I'll do it." I said and Izabel nodded.
"I will too." She said, "Three heads are better than two."
"That's great!" she said pulling out two pieces of paper, "Just feel out these and you are officially members of the dance committee."
"Hey Kim." Jared said sitting down beside her and Kim's face lit up like a kid on Christmas. "Hey guys. What's up?"
"Dance committee stuff," Lizabeth says winking at Kim, "Ok I have to run to the library. I'll get those from you guys tomorrow." She said to Izabel and me and took off.
"Why does Embry keep staring at me?" Izabel asked Jared an Kim calmly but I could tell it was clearly bothering her. "Can you make him stop before I gouge his eyes out with this plastic spoon?!" she exclaimed holding up her spoon and pointing at it.
Jared just happened to be taking a drink of water during this and chocked at her words. Kim patted him on the back grinned at Izabel, "We'll let him know to stop being creepy or he'll never see again."
"Who's being creepy?" Jacob asked sitting down next to Blakelyn with about three trays in front of him.
"Izabel thinks Embry is." Jared said with grin after he caught his breath.
"Really now?" he asked smiling devilishly. "Is it the staring? Because Quil told him to stop because you kept giving him eat shit looks when he looked away from you."
"That sounds about right." Blakelyn said with a clean tray in front of her, "Are you going to eat that?" She asked Izabel eyeing at her untouched food.
"Here," she said pushing her plate to Blakelyn who took it happily.
"What's up?" Paul said sitting down beside me with the same amount of food Jacob had. And Quil and Embry also joined the talk. Embry sat down next to Izabel and a look of annoyance crossed her face.
"Switch places with me." Izabel signed to Blakelyn who rolled her eyes and stood to switch places.
"Having problems sister?" I asked Izabel with an amused smirk on my face.
"F#!$ you!"Izabel said glaring and sat between Jacob and Blakelyn. Embry looked a little hurt but quickly masked it.
"What where you guys talking about?" Paul asked looking between Izabel, Blakelyn and I.
"Tell him and you're dead." Izabel said with an attitude.
"The only thing to tell is that you wanted to move seats because eyeballs over there creeps you out." Embry looked confused and Paul looked back and forth between Izabel and I with a raised eyebrow.
Izabel stared at me hard and I looked calmly back at her before turning my attention to Paul. "Nothing," I told him taking one of his fries, "We where talking about nothing."
His lips twitched up and I looked at them for a brief second licking my own before looking back at his eyes. His grin widened, and he winked at me.
"How do you think you are going to like school?" Kim asked me, smiling politely.
"I think I'm going to like it a lot," I said, and her smile widened, and I couldn't help but smile back.
My new life here is going to be great I just know it, I thought to myself.
But you can run from the past, a small voice in my head said, the true always comes out eventually. I shuttered at the thought and pushed it to the back of my mind but the smile on my face became very fake.
Hey guys! I hope you enjoyed this chapter I have worked hard on it, but I am having trouble trying to decide what horrible or life changing thing happened to her that she doesn't want people to know about. If you guys have any idea's I am open to suggestions but the two in my head now is that Brayden is really her son or abusive boyfriend and she became suicidal. Also shout out to Ariel1617 for proof reading though I am posting this with out her reading the last bit.