(Author's note: Again…thanks for the reviews…uhm…Stephanie Meyer owns twilight. I own my fingers…which I used to type this. Okay…so, maybe 5-10 reviews for the update of chapter 5 today… tell your friends…and those friends to tell their friends to read this and comment if ya'll want that chapter. Okay…thanks…welp, enjoy! –Cat)

(1 week later. Anthony's point of view.)

I could tell my mom was reluctant to allow us to watch her memories and idea of what could have happened.

She really didn't want us to read the series. But she trusted us. I was flattered by her wholehearted trust.

Today was Monday, so we had to transition back into high-school schedule. To be honest, I was surprised mom let us go to school at all. She always said that we were so much smarter than the other children. We thought nothing of it then. But I can see she was right now. These kids were dumber than a doorknob. Yeesh! I knew more than they do when I was 1 years old.

To think about it, I'd rather go to school than stay with Aunt Anne all day. She'd probably be locked in her room all day. Ugh! I hate thinking about it. She and mom are exactly alike. Appearance wise, anyway. So, it's like picturing mom…doing it…Ugh! Stop! Make it stop! I sighed and shook my head.

"Tony, honey, it's time to go." My mom called to me.

"Coming!" I shouted. I grabbed my backpack from the computer desk, pulled my coat on my shoulders, and headed downstairs. I paused at the body mirror to do my hair. I ran my fingers through it. It felt like silk between my fingers. It's strange bronze shade glistened a bit. I darted out the door.

"Hey! Wait up, Jazz!" I called.

"Hurry up, Tony!" He yelled back. I jumped into the driver's seat, and threw it into the 4th gear. Then I smirked, and gunned it.

"Whoa!" My siblings said as their heads flew back against the seats. I snickered.

"Dude. This isn't the fast and the furious. Chill." Jazem said. I laughed.

"Oh, I loved that movie." I said smirking smugly.

"Pfft." Jazem snorted out. We made it to the school in no time.

"Allie. What's with you?" I asked. I was leaning against our black M3 convertible, picking at my nails.

"Well. Do you ever get the feeling that something is going to go wrong?" She asked, her tone saturated with worry.

"Uh, sure? But I normally hear what's going to go wrong. Mind reader, remember?" I stated. I was becoming a little worried. Was mom okay? Were we okay?

"Yes, yes. But I haven't gotten a new vision. Ugh! This is soo frustrating!" She exclaimed, annoyed now.

"Aww. Does the princess of future seeing hate feeling normal?" I asked in a baby voice.

She glared at me. "You would be annoyed too. Especially if you were handcuffed by your own nature. Argh! I can't see!" She whisper/yelled.

"Okay. Yeesh. Do you want to expose us?" I cautioned her.

"Oops, sorry." She whispered.

"What are you two whispering about?" Renesmee asked suddenly.

"Yeah. What are you guys so worried about?" Jazem asked appearing next to Allie.

"That." Allie said, nodding her head toward a group of five people by a black Volvo.

I glanced at them. There was a tall blond boy and girl. There was a tall and dark curly haired dude. And whoa! He had the six-pack. What a muscular freak. There was a short girl with spiky black hair. She skipped to the front of the car. There, in front of the car with her, was a tall dude, with bed-head messy bronze hair.

"Damn." I said under my breath.

"Dido." My siblings agreed.

"Come on. Let's hit it guys." I said standing up straight. My siblings walked behind me. All except Allie. She was by my side. We were about to head in the building when someone stopped us.

"Hey now. You look familiar. What's your name?" A low and amused voice asked us. I looked up, glaring at whomever it was that stopped us.

"Look. Dude. I don't know who the hell you are, but you WILL leave my siblings and me alone. Now move out of my way." I said harshly, it was almost a growl.

"Damn kid. Chill out. You're just familiar looking." He said chuckling a little.

"Okay. That's great. Now will you move?" I asked with biting anger.

Just then four other people appeared at his side. I stepped back, and pulled Allie behind me.

"Anthony," She whined. Of course giving them my full first name. I played back.

"Shut up, Allie." I whispered.

Jazem stepped up then. Looking curiously at the strangers.

"I know who they are." He said, almost to himself.

He pointed a finger at the blond girl. "Rosalie." He said.

Then he pointed at the blond boy. "Jasper." He said, turning his finger to the dark-haired people.

"Alice and Emmett." He said, astonished.

Then he put up his middle finger at the bronze-haired boy and said; "The asshole who left a girl behind after breaking up with her." He glared at him.

"Oh." I said. "So that one is, Edward." We snorted.

"Jazem, I got this." I said stepping next to him. "What do you think you're doing here, Cullen's?" I snapped at them.

The bronze boy stared at us, frustrated. "Uh, Edwierd. You can't read our minds. Our mother made it impossible. But, uh, I can read yours. It is NOT pretty in that head of yours." I said with a roll of my eyes.

Renesmee laughed.

"Hey! Don't insult our brother!" Aunt Alice said. 'Who do they think they are?' She thought angrily.

"Uh, well, I am Anthony, this is Jazem, Renesmee, and this is Allie. We are insulting you because you left our family in tatters." I seethed at them.

They blinked, astonished. Jazem spread a wave of calm.

"Okay." He said. "Fight later. School now." He muttered.

I growled.

"Easy, Tony." He ordered. I reluctantly nodded. We left. We had to leave, or else I would have started a fight.

The day went by extremely long. I would have ditched, if I wasn't so worried about my brother and sisters.

So, now we were on our way home. I knew I'd have to pay hell for this morning. I just didn't know from who I was to get paid.

"Why, Tony? Why did you have to blow it with dad's family?" Renesmee spit at me from the back seat. I didn't answer.

"Ugh! You are a plague, Anthony!" Allie said her tone exasperated.

"Dude, what's with you and your big mouth?" Jazem asked me. Again, I didn't answer.

"Honestly! They were only curious why you looked like dad! You have to go and mouth off like a big brat!" Allie yelled at me.

"Ugh! Okay, I get it! I was an ass! I know. So please, stop." I inputted.

"Tell me something." I said. "Why are you on their side? I thought we hated dad for leaving mom. I guess you forgot about that, huh?" I questioned angrily.

"No." They said.

"But we can have our fun another way. We didn't need to tell them you could read minds." Allie said.

"Well, I guess you're right. Now they'll just be more cautious. But what does that tell me about our fun?" I allowed.

"Everything." Ren said smiling.

"I'm not following you." I said confused.

"Oh pay attention, you idiot." Ren said snickering.

"We lead them on. Let them think we trust them. Then, when they are close enough, rip the rug of smugness right out from under their expensive shoes." Allie explained with devious excitement.

I smiled at the idea. "Excellent! Let them feel the same pain mom felt." I said grinning mischievously.

We pulled up in front of the house, and quickly got out of the car.

"Mommy! We're home!" We said together. I heard laughter from inside.

"And who might that be?" She called back, clearly amused.

"Take a guess." Renesmee said.

"The pizza guy?" Mom asked with false curiosity.

"No." We said as we walked through the front door.

"Santa?" She questioned again.

"Nope." We said laughing silently.

"Hmm…then that leaves…my kids!" She said as we ran and hugged her.

"Yay! She got it!" Ren giggled out. We tackled mom onto the couch, and took turns kissing her cheeks.

Then there was a knock at the door. We froze. Someone knocked again.

"Let me guess, Santa? Prince charming?" Ren muttered under her breath.

"Okay. Let mom get up. She has to get the door."

We hesitantly removed ourselves from her lap. Then when she stood, we followed her to the door. She turned the knob, and pulled the door back. She gasped at the same time we did. We gazed, surprise-stricken, at who stood in our doorway.

"What are you doing here?" My mother asked. Her voice was full of sudden stress.

(HAHAHAHAHA! Total fake-out! Sorry folks…comments…THEN we'll have a meeting. I realize how unfair this is….I might just update the second chapter today. We'll see.