Disclaimer: I don't own anything other than my peeps, which is Vivian, her family, and George. The Stephenie Meyer owns everything else, except the story plot, that's mine.

Oh, by the way for Emily's description I quoted New Moon because I wasn't sure how bad Emily's scars were.


"So you're not gonna go?"

"I can't, she's here."

"Whatever."

I heard a door close and the room became silent again. I waited for five minutes until I heard a light snoring. I lifted up my head up and saw Ana's alarm clock, it was 1:46 am. I decided to go back to sleep.

I woke up again and took a quick peek only to see it's still dark through the curtain. I moved my head looking for Ana and I saw her sleeping body still next to me. I went back to sleep

I woke up once again. I opened my eyes a bit wider only to yet again see that it's dark, and yet not at the same time. It's like the light that's seeping in isn't the golden sunshine that's so bright that it blinds you temporarily and wakes one up, it was a dark light that was too lazy to go full on. Just the way I like it.

I lifted my head up to see that I was alone in the room. I pouted lightly and sluggishly got out of bed. I felt the cold and I shuddered. I look down and noticed I was still in my tank top and short shorts. I groaned and wrapped one of the blankets I had magically wrapped myself with at some time in the night.

I dug into my purse looking for my keys, which I found after searches around my whole bag five times. I walked downstairs as quietly as possible just in case if someone was asleep. I opened the trunk of my jeep. I saw my three suitcases, two back packs, one big Barnes and Noble bag, my laptop bag, and a box full of books. I groaned.

"I'll get that later…" I told myself. I opened one of my suitcases and dug in it looking for some jeans. Luckily, I had organized my suitcases, meaning that that suitcase was only filled with all my bottoms. I found the right pair and started pulling on it…I just hate whenever the pair of jeans you want to wear is on the bottom of a pile.

I pulled. And pulled. And pulled until…

"SUCCESS!" I yelled holding my pair of black skinny jeans up like the wrestlers hold up the championship belts.

I then proceed to get a t-shirt. I opened my suitcase with my tops in it. I picked out the first one which was a plain t-shirt that said: "I run with scissors". I then went on a sweater hunt. I opened my last suitcase full of stuff that is clothing that isn't tops or bottoms. I grabbed my warmest and softest sweater that I had. Luckily, unlike me, my mother always made sure I had weather appropriate clothing so she had bought it for me a couple days ago when it was on clearance. It was sky blue and across the chest it said: "Safety first" with two cute little…animals of some sort. Very mom-esque.

I then grabbed my backpack containing hygiene stuff and pulled out my tooth brush and stuffed it inside my shorts pocket.

I grabbed my intimates and shower stuff wrapping them around my towel.

I went inside carrying my clothing over my shoulder. It weighed me down a bit.

"Hey there old lady, why are you limping?" asked Elijah eating an apple at the door of the kitchen, watching the television from a distance. Showing off his ability of not being eye impaired.

"It probably has to do with the whole old part." He took a bite of his apple as I looked around for any signs of my aunt or my other cousins. When I saw nothing I turned as I heard a loud chomping noise. Elijah was still standing there, eating his not smart apple while smiling his not smart smile.

"You know you can use the guest room to stay in and keep all your stuff in right." He said in his matter-of-fact voice.

"Uh huh." I said walking upstairs. I didn't like the way he was smiling at me. It reminded me of the smile he did before I sat on the pews which had ended up being rigged with a whoopee cushion when I was the flower girl at one of our family friend's wedding. Let's just go with I was not amused. It was also the same look he gave me before I ended up eating the wasabi that he said was guacamole just without any vegetables on it. Let's just go with, I had more than enough reason to walk away.

I went to Ana's room. I knocked and without waiting I barged in. Luckily, she wasn't there so she couldn't sue me for entering without a warrant. I quickly grabbed my purse and once again went to the bathroom.

I used the toilet and then washed my hands. I decide that I smelled like a pig after it's done rolling around in mud…with a little something else if you know what I mean. So I took a shower. When I got out I changed and brushed my teeth. I applied some light mascara and natural looking lip gloss that I pulled out of my purse.

That took forever. I felt like the day must have been half over. I pulled out my cell phone from my purse to check the time. 2:35 pm. And 3 missed calls and 2 voicemail. Two of the calls were from my mom and the other one from my aunt. I listened to my voice mail.

"Hey, I was just wondering if you got there alright. You should probably have a sweater ready to grab onto like I told you before." My mom kept on talking and said to call her back once I got here. Oops, too late for that memo. I deleted it and went onto the next one.

"Vivian I wanted to know if you have any problems finding my house on your own. I also wanted to know what time you're going to get here. I'm at work right now so if you call back I won't be able to call you back quickly." It was my aunt; the phone call was from yesterday.

I got out of the bathroom and walked to the guest room. I opened the door and then kicked it open. I waited a minute just looking inside before I threw my clothing on the floor. I hung up my towel for drying on the hanging knob on the top part of the door. I left the rest of my stuff on the desk in the room and went back downstairs. I saw Elijah heading out the door.

"Wait!" I yelled sprinting towards him, and by sprinting I mean sprinting in slow motion. He turned his head around slightly and slowed his pace down, a little.

"Where are you going?" I asked catching up to him. Boy that boy could move. Or maybe this girl just can't. Nah, he's just too fast.

"I'm going out."

"To where?"

"With my friends."

"I didn't ask with who, I asked where." I said giving him a look which he either didn't notice or choose to ignore.

"At one of my friend's house."

"Oh. Where is everyone else?"

"Mom is at work and Yazmin and Ana Barbara are at my friend's house."

"Oh okay." I said as he climbed into the driver seat and I climbed in the passenger seat of his car. He stared me down as I buckled on my seat belt. Once I did I looked up and smiled at him.

"Out Buttface." He said using his thumb to indicate outside the car.

"But…but…I DON'T WANT TO BE LEFT ALONE! It's worse than being in the dark." I said pouting and giving him my best puppy eyes. I was just one of those people that when it's late at night and everyone is asleep the trip from my room to the garage is one of lots of running and maneuvers in turning off the lights before the shadows of what lies behind the darkness comes out to get me. Theoretically though, if there really was a monster in my garage I'd be long dead by now but who wants to think like that?

He sighed and looked at me. "Whatever."

I grinned at him and he turned on the engine and stepped on it.

"So since when have they been out?" I asked looking outside my window.

"Um, since 10am I think. We tend to have breakfast over there."

"Oh." I said as he turned on the radio and turned up the volume. "Anabelle" started playing.

"Anabelle, you think you're so damn special
But there's a million other girls like you
30 minutes and you say we're official
But I have got some news for you!
I need a girl not a body with a complex
I got a heart, and you've got your lipstick

Fine as hell but I think I might as well drop Anabelle"

We got close to a quaint house with a couple of cars in the parking lot. The song ended with the guy realizing that maybe she's pretty but he doesn't need a girl like Anabelle.

Elijah pulled up and turned off his car.

"Stay here." He said to me as I unbuckled my seat belt and start getting off. I, nonetheless, walked up to the door and waited for him to come as well. He glared me down. "Just don't stare."

"What do you-" I got caught off as the door opened and the one man from before stood there looking at me with his eye brow lifted.

"What's she doing here?"

"Gigantor here forced her way in my car and out." The man just scoffed and went inside.

I waited for Elijah to walk in and then I did too. The heater was obviously on because the heat immediately hit me. I took my sweater off quickly to prevent from suffocating. I tied it around my waist all old school because of the lack of knowing where else to put it.

There must have been around twenty people. Most reminded me of Elijah, Paul, and Jacob, well the men anyways: tall, tan and muscular. I bet they all go to the same gym. However, the women looked normal, none-go-to-the-gym-and-drink-protein-shakes-every-morning kind of normal. They seemed normal height too, no steroids were obviously provided for them.

"Who's this?" asked a guy looking at me. He didn't seem as old as all the rest of them, he was probably around 14 or 15. I looked at the other side of the room.

"She's the new cow for the farm Yazmin wants to have. I know she wanted a pony but right now all we can afford is this thing." replied Elijah. I simply glared at him. I looked away and saw Ana inside the kitchen. I walked up to her, ignoring Elijah's comments and the people staring at me.

I went inside and I heard a woman talking. I looked at whom the voice belonged to and saw the back of a small young woman with satiny copper skin and long, straight, crow-black hair. She was mixing something together in a bowl while chatting with Ana about ginger, which Ana claims is oddly shaped. I smiled.

"Um, hi." I said making my presence known. Ana looked up at me from the counter she was leaning on and smiled at me.

"Oh Emily, this is my cousin Vivian."

"I've heard a lot about you." She said cleaning her hands on the bottom of her apron. She turned to face me. She looked beautiful except for the minor damage of the right side of her face that was scarred from hairline to chin by three thick, red lines, livid in color though they had been long healed. One line pulled down the corner of her dark, almond-shaped right eye, another twisted the right side of her mouth into a permanent grimace and her apron didn't say "kiss the cook".

I smiled at her and looked her straight in the eyes just like they teach you in school. Well, the ones in America, in other countries it's rude to stare people in the eyes and in that case I don't know what I would do.

"I'm Emily." She said shaking my hand. "Your cousins are always ranting about you." She said with a smile.

"Lovely, I hope they include nice things about me too." I said my eyes narrowing at the thoughts of what they could have told her.

"Only from Yazmin." Said Ana sticking out her tongue at me.

"No, Ana Barbara says nice things about you too." responded Emily. I noticed how she didn't say Elijah too.

"I simply told her how you're the biggest ditz I know, and yet you're also the ditz I want to hit the least."

"I'll take that as a compliment though it sounded more like a comsult." I said.

"A what?" asked Emily.

"A compliment-insult" Ana and I said in sync.

"Ohhh." She said smiling while having her brows slightly furrowed.

"Hey, is the food ready?" asked a man coming in the kitchen.

"Sup Embry." Ana said greeting him with a nod. "Where are Quil and Jacob?"

"Oh they said they'd be here in a bit, Quil said he had to stop by to bring something for the girls." He said digging his hands in his pockets. "What are you doing here?" He asked looking at me. I felt my face go red; I was intruding on their private get together. If I didn't know any better I would have thought they were a group of college students living in a frat house or something by the size of the group…and the people in it.

"Um, I'm just a small town girl living in a whole new world…?" I said not knowing what to say. Actually, if I had said my name it would have been better and easier.

He just looked at me smiling while I looked at the wall embarrassed.

"She's my cousin, Vivian." Said Ana in a bored tone.

"Ohhh so you're the infamous Vivian I've been hearing about." He said, I turned back to see him looking at me in awe. "You're different from what I imagined you'd be like." He said eying me up and down.

"Alright, I approve until further notice." He said grinning at me. My brows furrowed.

"What do you mean you "approve"…?" I asked him. He just grinned wider. Gah, I hate it when people smile because of something and you don't have any idea about what they're talking about. It makes me want to smack them.

"He means that he approves of you as my cousin." Said Ana slowly.

"What…?" I said looking at her, brow cocked.

"Well you see…" She started saying a bunch of things about how when a mommy and daddy love each other they go to the 7eleven and buy a baby. She spoke about how global warming is changing the weather drastically that it's freezing during the summer in California. She also talked about the meaning of life being that if we ever found out what it was there would be no more meaning to life because the meaning of life is what we make it to be throughout our lives.

Okay so she didn't say any of that but what I was thinking about is probably more worthwhile than the b.s. she's probably saying right now. Embry and Ana looked at me expectantly, I noticed she had stopped moving her mouth and by cue I nodded my head.

"Oh, of course!" I said smiling and making my eyes really big. That was really believable.

"Hey Emily." said another man coming in the kitchen. I swear, there's too many Y chromosomes up in this place. Definitely a frat house.

"Hello Quil. I heard you were bringing Claire and Yazmin something." said Emily looking up at the Quil fellow.

"You heard right. I brought them a treat." He said grinning.

"Give it to them after they eat their lunch." She lectured him. From behind I could see Ana sticking her tongue out at him.

"I told you Emily wouldn't approve." Said Jacob coming into the kitchen smirking but then he saw me and his smirk went away.


Author's Note: So I decided to make this chapter long because all my other ones have been too short and because most of the writing was Vivian getting ready for the day which was literally an adventure all on it's own. The events that took place before the good stuff(that I hope was good stuff) started was just to be realistic. It bugs me when in stories no one EVER goes to the bathroom.

Review, please and thank you.