Disclaimer: Blahh this is the last time I'm doing this…probably not….whatever! Anywho just wanted to say that I don't own Twilight or anything that Stephanie Meyer wrote. But this plot is mine mwahahahaha:D!
A/N: HAPPY THANKSGIVING! Since it's a holiday I decided that I should write you a long chapter. Oh and how I love the reviews, story, favorite and author alerts I'm getting from only three chapters...well two and a prologue. It just makes me giddy with pleasure (that sounded weird lol) that people are actually reading and loving it! So I decided to write another chapter. Thing is this is just coming off the top of my head. I usually sit in my classes and write, totally ignoring my teachers and their lesson. Oh well. Hope y'all enjoy it.
Chapter 3- I'll be damned.
"Surprise!" Ben, Robbie, Tristan, and Tara jump out of random places and yell in unison.
I look at each one of them and then I turn around to Robbie and hit him playfully on the cheek, but hard enough to make a point. I kinda of hate surprises with a passion and I have the feeling this was Rob's idea. Everybody —minus Robbie, but including me— erupt in uncontrollable laughter. Rob sticks his tongue out which only starts another round of laughter. After dusting myself off and wiping the few tears from my face, I look around my room totally in awe.
"Holy Crap!" I mutter.
My room is absolutely gorgeous; the paint on the wall is a dark violet color with wall stickers that have a few tree branches and birds flying towards them, above my bed. My bed has a matching comforter with black and white details in the middle. It also has like ten pillows on it.
I notice a certain teddy bear sitting in the middle of the bed. "Is that what I think it is?" I whisper.
I walk over to it and pick it up. 'Same mocha color, same black eyes, same pink nose with a black dot in the middle, like a sharpie poked it. Same fuzzy fur and the same necklace as my teddy bear I had when I was younger. Where did this come from? Weird!' I set the bear back on the bed.
"Dad wanted you to have it again, he had taken it before he left mom. He dug it out when he heard what happened, thought you might want it back when you came." I look over at Tristan and he blushes.
"Hey Tristan I've missed you too. Now come give me a hug before I kick your ass." When my older brother reaches me, he also pulls me into a bone-crushing hug. I snuggle into his chest.
"God, I've missed you so much Tristan, you have no idea." He chuckles.
"I've missed you too squirt, now that your finally home we will leave you to explore and unpack. My room is next to yours, on the right. Tara's on your left, Robbie and Bent are down the hall then turn left for Rob's, right for Bent's. Also damn chica I didn't realize how much of a temper you had, but now I know no to cross you. Oh by the way I liked when you yelled 'Go fuck a vibrator bitch' pretty hilarious. Love you sis, goodnight." Everybody starts leaving my room.
"Hey Will, I hope you realize that Denise put a lot of work into designing your room and she never meant to offend you. She just wants you guys to be close like mother and daughter." Tara gives me one last look before closing my door.
'Way to lay it on thick little sister!' I mentally kick myself, when did I start giving a shit about people who don't care about me?
I take another look around the room and notice that I have a black desk that is called a flying desk or a wraparound desk. It basically looks flying, but really isn't. The desk has my laptop, some of my song books, and some school stuff I had from my old school. Yeah, and I have a black vanity with some of my stuff already unpacked.
I roll my eyes. 'Really, the woman has to open my boxes and start unpacking for me? Come on I know I can be harsh, but I'm not five years old for Christ's sake!'
I walk to the one side of the room and go inside the bathroom. Holy Shit! I mean my bathroom at my old house compared to this one is tiny! I mean I have a countertop that is about four feet long with the sink in the middle. The mirror has lights that look antique next to them, shining brightly. I have both a standing shower and a bath tub. The shower has glass surrounding it and the bath tub has this cute black shower curtain with two white roses printed on it.
"Denise spent hours on trying to decorate your room to what she thought you would like. She went so far to call your best friend and asked her what you like and disliked." I whip my head around to see who was speaking. "By the way I'm Embry Call. But yeah Denise really wanted you to like your room when you got here."
"Why does she care so much if I accept her, I mean I'm not her child and I'm only going to be here until I turn eighteen, so what's the point?"
Embry chuckles. "See she can't do it with Tara's room because Tara is more of a tomboy. She would rather have posters of football, soccer, lacrosse, and other sports then girly crap."
The pieces start fitting into place. All Denise wanted was a stepdaughter who she can spoil and have a close girly relationship with. "Well then damn I guess she won't be getting her true wish because I want nothing to do with her! I mean how can she decorate my room then go and say that she wants to replace my mother and other bullshit? Fuck her!"
I push past him and I go to sit on my bed, but the douchebag pulls me back. "Look she is trying here and I'll be damned if you're going to act like a little bitch to her just because of what she said. Now you can walk your little ass downstairs and apologize for your disrespect."
'Who the hell does he think he is saying that to me?' I give him a small smile then….
SMACK!
When he faces me again you can see a bright red hand print on his cheek. He growls and then I notice that he is slightly shaking. He pushes past me so much force that it knocks me down on my butt. I hear him stomp down the stairs and then the front door slams shut. I get up and drag my suitcases over to my closet door. All I see when open the door is all the boxes that I sent over with my clothes and other good stuff from my old house.
I sigh. "Guess it's time to unpack all this crap." I kick a box for emphasis.
After a few vigorous hours of unpacking, sorting, hanging, and organizing my closet, bathroom and bedroom are completely unpacked. Yippee! The boys had checked on me a few times because they had heard loud cursing in my room. Probably from me dropping a few of my heavy books my mom got me about legends from Native American tribes. I decide to call Kenize and fill her in on my first day in this stupid town or she'll bug the hell out of me.
After the second ring she answers. "Hey Will! How was your first day?"
"Anxious aren't you little girl? My first day was….um how do I put it? Eventful?"
"Eventful? Will, what did you do? Please tell me you didn't do anything illegal already? Man I'll probably miss all the fun." I could hear the pout through the phone.
Back at Dallas, Kenize and I were two of the same; we would do almost everything together. I had actually met her at my first race. She was the girl next to me and I guess she knew it was my first race, so she came over and wished me good luck. That luck had worked because I had won the race; she came over and lightly punched me in the arm and said congratulations. She also asked me if I would like to hang out with her. From that point I knew we were going to be close. She knows everything that I went through when my dad left. She knows all my secrets and besides Ben and Robbie she is the only one that truly understands me.
I start picking at the blue nail polish. "Nah not yet love, but I did manage to have a fight with my stepmother and then I got kicked out of the house for a while. Whatever. I just hope the woman gets to stay the hell away from me."
"Wait, you already started fighting with them? Please explain love."
I tell her the whole story from beginning to end. I tell her about the house– well what I've seen of it– and about the field, the creepy guy, and then I tell her about the guy that came in my room and that little argument. After filling her in on the whole story she cracks up in a fit of laughter.
"So let me get this straight, you told your stepmom to go fuck a vibrator? Wow Willow I give you props, I would have never thought of saying that. So what are you going to do? Are you going to apologize to her or are you going to let her be scared of you?"
"I don't know yet, but I wanna know when the hell you were going to tell me that stepmother called you? I'm your best friend and your suppose me to tell me these kind of things. You're my best friend and you just don't forget to tell me these things."
"Well you see here, that's a very funny story Will. See she called me because when your dad I guess found out, he went crazy. He was I guess freaking out and calling everybody that was handling the case. Then, one day his wife calls me asking the things that you like and dislike. I asked her why and she just said 'that she wanted everything to be perfect for when you move there.' She hung up after that, so I didn't want to upset you because some creepy lady called me. I'm sorry Willow, you were stressed out when it all went down, and I just didn't want to stress you out more. Am I forgiven?"
I roll my eyes. "Ehh I guess you're forgiven and by the way I'm glad you did my room looks terrific because of you. Anyway how's life in Dallas without me?"
Kenz takes a dramatic breath. "It's friggin' borin' as hell down here! I mean I guess everybody was right about you being the life of the party. I mean when you called me I had just gotten home from this party at Luke's and let me tell you nobody I mean nobody was do anything fun. I'm talkin' no jelly shooters, no beer pong, nobody was even dancin'."
I raise my eyebrows. "Damn it's been only a day since I left and everybody is goin' boring? Well if it makes you feel better LaPush is almost always raining!"
I have to pull my phone away from my ear because of Kenize's laughter. "Damn girl, I guess you got the short end of the stick on that one. That's pretty funny going from hot and humid weather to cold and rainy. Especially when you absolutely hate the rain, sucks to be you!"
"I'm hanging up now, bye Kenize."
"You better not hang up this phone Willow Charlotte Ross!" I narrow my eyes at her using my full name.
"Well then Mackenzie Olivia Smith it sucks to be you without your best friend. But seriously I'm getting off the phone, I'm exhausted and I just wanna sleep, but your keeping me up at this ungodly hour of almost two in the damn morning."
"Well I guess just call me tomorrow hunn and goodnight."
"Night. And Kenize…and thanks for always being there for me, it means a lot."
"Aw no problem sweetie, now get some sleep I'll talk to you tomorrow." I hang up my cell and connect it to the charger.
I snuggle under the covers, which are completely soft, and start to doze off when I hear a wolf howl. I grab my iPod and start listening to Skyscraper by Demi Lovato. Before the second verse plays I fall asleep.
A/N: So there is chapter 3 and I hope you like it. It has taken me like two days to write it because I wanted to make sure it was good. Review please so I know what you think(:
~Sheila
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