Esme brought us upstairs and I saw Alice move behind us with Emmett.

There were two doors open at the end of the hall opposite each other. Emmett put our bags next to them.

"These are your rooms, we weren't sure what you like so they're pretty plain, just ask Alice if you want to fix them up." Esme told us, "You can choose your own."

All the Cullens went back downstairs and Matt and I looked in the first room, the one on the right.

It was huge, not as big as downstairs but still pretty big.

There were one blank walls and one with a window in the middle, the other two only had doors.

There was a double bed and a few other pieces of furniture scattered around the room.

I looked at Matt and we went to the other room. It was around the same size as the first room but one wall was entirely glass, with one opening window outlet.

Another wall had a door close to the glass wall which I assumed lead to a wardrobe. Another wall was completely blank with a queen bed against it;

plans for this room flashed through my mind.

Matt took one look at my face and just smiled and left the room. I went out too, to grab my bag and unpacked it onto my bed.

I then explored the wardrobe and saw there was another door in there was another door in there leading to a bathroom, both were huge as well.

I went back into the main room and sat on the floor. Matt came in a few minutes later and saw me just staring at the blank wall; I had pulled the bed out of the way.

He groaned, "Between you and Alice all hell will break loose."

i must have looked confused because he explained, "She had the same fevered light in her eyes when Esme mentioned the room as when you saw this one."

I laughed silently.

"You two look like you get along pretty well."

Matt and I jumped so high we almost hit the roof, we spun around and saw

Carlisle standing in the doorway; strange, I hadn't heard his approach.

"Better than some of the people around here sometimes." I grinned, "For siblings, anyway." He said as an afterthought.

"Come downstairs and we'll make you something to eat, it's a pity Edward isn't here, he's a pretty good cook." Carlisle said.

He isn't even here? Well so much for a welcome.

"What about Bella?" Matt asked.

"I'm not sure," something in his eyes made me think he wasn't telling the entire truth.

"When will he be back?" Matt asked.

"47 minutes." Alice called from over Carlisle's shoulder.

'I'll test that theory, I thought. I silently got out my phone and set an alarm clock for 47 minutes.

Carlisle chuckled at me, "Don't doubt Alice," he said.

I gave him my most innocent look and he just smiled, shaking his head and chuckling.

"Come on and we'll go downstairs," Carlisle said again.

This time we actually listened to himand went back to the staircase.

I got a look at what was on the other side of the cassse then.

There was another hall with more doors, the one directly at the end of the halll stood slightly ajar and through the gap I saw another pair of bright, gold eyes, framed with brown hair.

I gasped. I think I might faint. I thought.

It was Bella, and she looked like she hadn't aged since she was eighteen.

I was so shocked that I thought I actually did faint, though only for a second.

Matt tapped me on the shoulder and I looked at him.

"What?" He asked me.

I pointed at where i had seen Bella but she was already gone.

"What?" he asked again, I just shook my head and motioned Carlisle to go on; he had stopped when we had.

We continued down the stairs and Rosalie, the curt barbie, went up the stairs without a word.

What's up with her? I thought as watched mover out of view toward where Bella had been.

I mused over their behavior until Carlisle led us into the kitchen.

Even though I was no cook, one of the reasons I was unlike my half-sister, I was still impressed by they're collection; there was so much stuff! Every kitchen utensil invented, I reckoned. I also saw a door that I expected, led into a cupboard, probably huge, like everything else in this house.

I looked back around the living room, to the curtained window, and felt the urge to explore outside.

Matt must have had the same idea, or he just observed mine, because he asked, "Can we look around outside?"

"Sure feel free, and don't worry about getting lost, one of us will find you," Carlisle answered. "You can use that door," he pointed to the one we came in, "but I have some work to do, I'm afraid, so you can let yourselves out, when you're ready."

I nodded and pulled on Matt's arm. He chuckled and walked with me to the door.

Once we were outside he said, "I'm going to look in the garage again, you'll be fine by yourself, yeah?"

I gave him an incredulous look and he laughed at me, and said, "Of course, how silly of me, you can look after yourself. See you Sammy."

I stuck me tongue out at him, turned away and walked off to the garage, smiling to himself.

Okay, I thought, I'm outside, now what?

I saw the dense wall of green and my decision was made up instantly.

Well they said not to worry about getting lost…

I started over to it and thought more about what I was going to do to my room.

Once I was in amongst the trees I felt totally alone, and yet oddly, at home.

I took a deep breath of the pine scented air and strode forward deeper and deeper.

All I could see of the sky were occasional patch of blue here and there.

I, unlike my half-sister, from what I'd heard from mum, was very coordinated, often bordering on graceful, and the only time I had ever tripped was when some idiot boy had pushed me into a tree root in fourth grade, but he wouldn't do that to me again, or to anyone else for that matter, after what I did to him.

I stopped when I reached a small clearing and sat down on a fallen log.

The trees around me, which might have felt oppressing to some, had little effect on me, and I was totally alone in my own thoughts.

I took a few more deep breaths to clear my mind.

I meditated for what seemed like hours before I felt the chill of night approaching.

I heard all sorts of animals coming to life around me, and some settling down to sleep, but I was not afraid, they wouldn't pose a threat to me if I didn't bother them.

Then there was something else, something bigger, close, and breathing loud and deep.

I felt a trickle of fear start to spread down my spine and I heard a dull thud-thud of heavy, approaching, footsteps.

My eyes were drawn to a flash of red brown fur, a sort of russet color, in the trees nearby.

My eyes held that spot in the trees and I stood not moving for what felt like an age.

I thought I heard something behind me, but I wasn't sure.

"There you are!" I swear I jumped ten feet in the air.

Jacob was standing behind me with an amused look on his face, I felt like slapping him.

"When Carlisle said not to worry about getting lost, he wasn't saying you should try to!" He said.

That's is, I'm going to slap him.

My annoyance must have shown on my face because he held out his hands, palms facing me and said, "Chill, I don't mind, just take someone with you next time; I don't want to find a Sammy shish kebab next time I come looking for you."

I nodded, ignoring the jibe about the shish kebab.

"Well come on, Edward will be home by now and I'm starving, how about you?" he said, trying to make the conversation lighter.

I shrugged; I was more just tired than hungry.

But at least I'd get to see the infamous Edward; my mom spoke of him so much, about how well he and Bella fit together, until they went estranged, of course, then she spoke of them very little.

I wanted to see if he still looked the same as when he was 18, probably, judging by the 'family photos' Nessie had shown me, and the others too.

I suppose I had known this as soon as Nessie had shown me the 'photos' but it only really fell into place now.

I remembered how mum had always spoken of Bella's gorgeous family, about Alice and Esme and how young they all were.

But not that young, not young enough to still look around 18-25 a whole 20 years later.

So no one in this family, aside from Nessie, had aged at all.

I had thought this before but it had only hit me at that moment.

I was going to grow all and die while all my family stayed how they were.

All except Matt, my only brother, my twin. I thanked my lucky stars I hadn't lost him too, I didn't know what I might have done if I had.

The sight of the house broke me out of my contemplation.

I should stay away from such dark thoughts, I told myself. They won't do any good for me.

I looked up at Jacob next to me; he had stayed silent throughout the rest of the way back. He had seemed like such a loud person when we were in the car but I realized that he knew when to keep the silence.

I hated that I couldn't break it.

We got to the house before the sun had set and I saw how beautiful Jake's skin gleamed in the orange-red light of the evening.

I was so pathetic! God I was thinking about this guy, who was clearly involved with my niece!

Not that I felt anything for Jake, it was just an observation on my part.

Jake opened the door and I saw Matt get up and run, well almost; his uncannily long legs got him there at the same pace as it would have taken me running, toward me.

I held my arms behind my back and blinked innocently at him.

'Oops,' I mouthed.

He sighed, and then started laughing.

"This is just like you Sam, get lost on your first day here," he said, still chuckling.

I smirked and shrugged my shoulders.

Then everyone else, who I had only just noticed, started laughing too.

Even Bella and Edward were amongst us now. I supposed they decided we were strong enough to handle it.

"So Jacob," the big one, Emmett, said, "Did she fall over?"

"Not once, I was very disappointed," Jacob replied.

I glared at both of them and I saw Bella join me in doing so.

This just made everyone laugh harder.

I was not my sister and to prove this I thought something my sister would never have dreamed of doing.

I looked up at Alice and smiled mischievously.

I walked over to her and pulled on her arm to get her up.

She didn't budge, and I was surprised, she seemed so light.

Everyone looked at me quizzically, except Matt, who just rolled his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Alice, my sister requires your services," He said, and being very formal, I didn't know why, also, "Would you be so kind as to help her with her wardrobe, she finds herself quite unequipped because of our meager supplies."

I looked up at my brother and smiled in thanks. He rolled his eyes again, I would have sworn every pair of eyebrows in the room had risen above their hairlines.

Alice smiled hugely, showing her teeth, "Of course!" She said, "Come on." She was the one pulling me now.

She pulled me up the stair and into her massive room.

When she opened the door to her wardrobe my jaw dropped to the floor.

"I know, isn't it wonderful?" she said excitedly, seeing my expression, "But what you want is in here."

She pulled out a crate from behind some hung up, designer, clothes.

"This is a box of designs and catalogues from various designers. Are you excited?"

I nodded furiously.

"Well you can take them for as long as you want and when you want something just show me and I'll order it for you, okay?"

I nodded again in agreement.

"Do you also want help with your room?" She asked.

I shook my head no.

"Okay, but if you change your mind or need materials," She said, "I'm here."

I nodded again, distracted; I saw a design poking out of the box.

Alice, seeing my distracted expression, laughed and said, "Go! And get started, you'll want these as soon as possible."

I grabbed the box and went to put it in my room. It was damn heavy, I took it as a good sign.

Rosalie was standing at the top of the stairs.

I felt Alice come up behind me.

"Alice, a word please?" She asked.

Alice nodded, "Sam, I'll take the box to your room, you just go downstairs for a bit."

Clearly a dismissal but I wanted to go, Blondie sure had a problem with me, for whatever reason.

So I went downstairs, relinquishing the box, and smelt the most heavenly aroma coming from the mammoth kitchen.

I rushed there and sure enough, the best damn chocolate/coffee scrolls I had aver seen were being pulled out of the oven by none other than a, more or less, 18 year old Edward Cullen.

This time I wasn't shocked, I just leaned against the counter and waited for him to put the scrolls down.

"Hi Sam, sorry I wasn't able to meet you earlier, I had some thing to deal with first." He smiled and held out his hand for me to shake.

My god, he had one of the most gorgeous smiles I had ever seen!
And once again I found myself thinking about someone who was involved with a family member, this time my sister, yeesh!

I took his hand, smiled back, noting that his hand was cold, like Alice's, rather than hot like Jacob.

Like his hand! There I go again…

I distracted myself by concentrating on the cooling scrolls, growing impatient.

"Go on, take one, they're good, if I may say so myself." He offered.

It took me no more encouragement than that for me to grab the closest scroll to me and devour it.

I was about to reach for a second when Jacob jabbed me in the ribs playfully.

"Leave some for everyone else Sam," He smiled wickedly and I was across the room and out of reach before he could blink, smiling back and watching him blunder.

"Don't show off Sam." Matt said, grabbing two scrolls, "And Jacob, a word to the wise, never stop her from eating, she'll go feral as a hungry vampire," he said, chuckling and threw the second scroll at me.

I caught it easily and rolled my eyes, ignoring his teasing.

"Sure, sure." Jake said and I heard Bella laugh gently.

I was distracted by Alice's silent descent of the stairs.

She and Edward shared a look and she smiled sadly at us.

I saw why when Rosalie came down behind her, and she threw Matt and me a scornful look and slauntered toward the door. Emmett started after her, "Rose-" He started.

"Don't" She interrupted flatly. "I'm going for a drive." She said in the same flat tone.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Edward shake his head quickly.

Rose stared hatefully at Edward and walked out the door, closing it silently behind her.

I really wanted to know what her problem was, and I had a right mind to go and slap it out of her.

There was a short, awkward pause before everyone began to shift slightly.

There's always one, I thought to myself and I sighed quietly.

I went to move upstairs but suddenly there were fingers around my wrist.

I looked around and saw Matt warning me with his eyes.

I glared at him and pulled my arm free, continuing upstairs.

I heard him sigh in relief and I understood.

He thought I was going to go after her.

I paused for a moment on the stairs and my spine stiffened, but I merely clenched my teeth and continued up the stairs and to my room.

I regretted the decision as soon as I'd made it. I wished I hadn't blocked myself upstairs; I wasn't going to hurt my pride by going back downstairs while I was still fuming, besides, I didn't want to see anyone anyway.

I sat on my bed and opened the crate, hoping to immerse myself in designs but couldn't get into it.

Instead I unpacked my small suitcase.

First things out were my clothes, most cheap but hand-altered, and put them away in to my wardrobe; it barely looked touched at all when I was done, and moved back to my other stuff.

My photos and jewelry were next, most of the jewels inherited from my mother, and the photos chosen between Matt and me.

I put the photos on various flat surfaces around the room and found a shelf in my wardrobe for the jewelry.

The last layer of my suitcase, the layer which probably meant the most to me, more than the photos, more than the passed down earrings and necklaces, my toys.

Bears, Barbie's, various carnival winnings and many different types of plush and action-figure toys. The ones I'd owned since before I could see, speak or walk, some from before I was born, some even handed down from Bella.

They all went on my bed, and by the time I was finished, feeling like I was about ten again, my anger had dissipated and I was tired welcoming sleep.

But I needed a shower, and to brush my teeth, and to reconcile with Matt so he wasn't worrying that I hated him at the moment.

I finished my shower and changed into a t-shirt and sweats and was walking down the hall to fetch my toothbrush (I had put in Matt's suitcase, it wouldn't fit in mine because of Dumbo, my plush elephant, who had commandeered the entire pocket.

When I practically ran into Jake, well at least I thought it was Jake.

"Hello, you must be Sam," he Jacob look alike said.

I nodded, still having no idea who it was.

"Seth," He said, pointing at himself.

I held out my hand for him to shake and he took it.

His hand was as hot as Jake's too.

"Anyway," he said, "I was just coming to see Bella about something, I saw she went upstairs, did you see her?"

I shook my head, but pointed to I had seen her before.

"Thanks," He said. "And nice hair," he said, pointing at my bedraggled head.

I poked my tongue out at him and he laughed, he had a very pleasant, husky laugh.

I turned on my heel, doing a model pose and walked back to my room, still hearing him chuckle away.