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Chapter 4- Unexpected

I could tell immediately that I had interrupted a conversation. Everyone was holding their breath, waiting to see what had happened.

Urrrm...Hello?

Silence greeted me.

Can anyone tell me what's going on?

I felt stupid, speaking to myself, but something was telling me that that was what I was meant to be doing it.

I could see through their eyes, hear their thoughts. It was odd, I could suddenly see from their perspective, I could see why they had wanted to attack me. But that was only because that was what they had been discussing. They were all pondering what to do.

Please? I begged.

Someone sighed mentally.

You're a wolf

I was a wolf. That was unexpected.

Oh, was all I could say. I heard someone snort.

My name's Jacob not someone. So Jacob had snorted. He snorted again.

You can stop that now, I reminded him.

She's dealing with it well, I heard one of the wolves say, trying to mentally whisper. Whoever it was failed to go unnoticed because of the silence that reigned once again.

I am?

The wolf (whose name I didn't know) replayed a few memories in his head. Everyone else had been utterly confused when they had first phased. None of them had known what to make of it.

What made me a werewolf?

Werewolf genes. Anger.

Reluctant answers. Was I not a wolf as well? One of them? What right did they have to ignore me?

One of the wolves came running toward me. The rest of the pack wasn't far away, so it didn't take long for him to reach me.

It occurred to me that I had only met male wolves so far.

Am I the only girl wolf?

Apart from Leah, yes.

Shocking.

Not really! Answered one of the wolves.

Ugh, of course, the pack was an open mind, how I knew that, I didn't know, but I did know that this was getting annoying. Could I not have any privacy in my head? Did I have to have others commenting on my thoughts?

How do I phase back?

One helpful wolf showed me a memory of how he had done it. I smiled gratefully. Perhaps it wasn't that bad to share your brain with the pack.

I pulled myself together, focusing on becoming a human again. I calmed myself down and imagined myself phasing back.

I shivered slightly as the air shimmered around me, brushing against my skin. I looked down to find myself with no clothes on.

I turned back into a werewolf and told the pack my dilemma.

Leah's coming with some clothes for you, a wolf told me. I thanked him and turned back into my human self just in time to see Leah running with some clothes. Even when she wasn't in wolf form, she was fast.

"Hey! Here they are!" She thrust some clothes into my hand.

"Thanks." I said, truly grateful, as I got changed.

"No problem!" She sounded really happy. I wondered why she was so perky. But I didn't want to be nosy, so I kept my mouth zipped.

"I gotta go, but maybe I'll see you later! We could hang out." Perhaps she was just so happy to have another girl in the pack.

"Yeah, sure!" I smiled at her and could tell that we were going to be friends right away. She leapt off into the forest.

That had been…. Well, I was speechless. I had made a new friend, and I was a wolf.

I was not only a vampire, but a werewolf.

Great.

Then I remembered the crushed phone. I sighed to myself and ran back to the house, wondering how I would phrase it.

How could I tell them that I had smashed their very expensive looking phone?

I thought about it in my head, thinking about different scenarios.

"I'm sorry, I got so angry that I decided to throw a tantrum and crush your phone." Wouldn't come across too well, I didn't think.

"I was dumped by my liar of an ex-boyfriend who now hates me and thinks I was away for months. I couldn't help stamping on your phone. Sorry." That wouldn't sound too good either.

I had never been careless enough to break someone else's possession.

I tried to distract myself for the remaining few seconds of the journey, as to not feel so guilty. But this guilt was unstoppable.

I stopped in front of the door, biting my lip nervously. I didn't know the Cullens well enough to be able to predict their reaction. Would they be so angry that they would banish me from the household? Would they lock me up in a room alone and drive me to insanity?

Stop being so stupid! It was just a phone! I tried to convince myself.

But I couldn't help wondering whether a phone was that important to them or not. How could I be sure that it wasn't so significant to them?

I don't know how long I stood outside, chewing my lip and arguing with myself about whether they would be mad at me or not.

It was at least half an hour before I knocked lightly on the door.

"Can I come in?" I asked quietly, guilt seeping into my voice.

Esme rushed to the door.

"I was wondering when you were going to come in!" She had known I was outside? Edward cleared his throat noisily.

Of course….So they knew.

"Sorry." I chewed at my lip a bit more.

Esme came towards me slowly. I wondered what she was planning to do. Was she going to slap me? I wondered if vampires could feel pain.

"You should stop beating yourself up about, honey." Esme smiled warmly and gave me a hug, patting my back softly. She pulled her arms away and looked up, laughing at the expression of disbelief on my face.

If I had broken a phone at home, my parents would've gone mad: they weren't very wealthy, and a phone was expensive. Luckily, we were wizards and we didn't need mobile phones.

"A mobile phone isn't that important to us! Don't worry!" She began to walk back inside, but when I didn't follow her, she stopped and turned around.

"Oh, come on! We don't bite!"

"Yes we do!" I heard a male voice call out from another room. Esme's lips twitched, I could tell she was on the verge of laughing.

She obviously didn't want to be like the classic vampire though (gothic, morbid, has a dark sense of humor etc.), and so she tried to hide her amusement.

I didn't find it funny. I was still too shaken from all the forms of punishments I had imagined in my mind: the ways they would punish me for breaking their precious belongings.

As I was led into the living room (where the whole family was sitting), I heard Edward say something quietly to me as I walked past. It sounded a bit like 'I'm sorry you think of us like that'.

His ability was starting to annoy me a little. I looked at him, glaring slightly. His face was contorted into an odd expression. He looked slightly sad, probably because I had imagined him putting me in a small cage and making me live in it. But he also looked confused, very confused. I stopped glaring and raised my eyebrow inquisitively.

"I haven't told them." He didn't say this quietly as I was now sat across the room from him and I may have not been able to hear him had he spoken that low. Or maybe he wanted everyone to hear. Either way, he achieved his goal.

Carlisle turned to stare at him.

"Told us what?" Then he turned to me and added, "I don't mean to be nosy, but having no secrets in this household is always easier. Especially with Edward around."

I nodded and looked him evenly in the eye.

"I'm a werewolf."

A teenager sitting in the corner burst into a fit of hysteria.

"He's Emmett." Edward put a name to the face.

"Why is Emmett laughing?" I asked, using his name as to help me remember it.

"It's! Just! So! Funny!" He laughed, only just fitting in the words between his laughter.

"How is it funny? I'm dead serious!" He stopped laughing and looked at my face to check if I wasn't just joking like he thought I was. He opened his mouth to say something.

"That's not possible." A blonde girl said, hissing slightly.

"Well, I beg to differ." And just to prove her and her rude attitude wrong, I phased right there and then.

Hey! Why are you back?

The blonde Cullen didn't think it was possible that I was a werewolf as well as a vampire.

And…?

I had to prove her wrong. I shrugged mentally, She sounded so snide, sheesh.

I know what you mean, Jacob muttered (mentally of course).

Yeah…OW!! I cried out as Emmett slapped my back. I glared at him, only to find that it had been a friendly slap on the back, a boyish equivalent of 'congratulations!'.

I phased back.

"That hurt, Emmett!"

"Sorry." He sounded sincere, but he was grinning, "That was pretty cool!"

I couldn't help smiling, he actually sounded like he was in awe of me. I heard the blonde growl slightly.

"That's not right!" She flicked her hair behind her shoulder violently. I sniggered slightly. She snarled at me.

"You can't be a mutt and a vampire!"

"Well I am, so…!" I smirked. I could tell that this girl was never going to be my friend. Ever.

Esme whispered something into Carlisle's ear, and then left the room, her husband and Edward behind her.

I glanced behind my shoulder to watch them go. I was about to follow them, but another snide comment from the blonde distracted me, and soon, I was so engrossed in the argument, that I had half forgotten that they had ever been in the room. A little voice at the back of my head was telling me that I should be hearing what they were talking about though.