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"Evie, please, you could be a little more enthusiastic about this. Smile!" Rosalie said. She was stood in the driveway of her home, dragging her three huge suitcases across the brick. Evie was sat on top of one of her own cases, picking at her nails.
"My face might crack under the effort if I do that, and I only had my nose done a month ago" Evie replied moodily.
"Edward Masen is coming, just think about that" Rosalie reminded her, tossing her long hair out of her face.
"Yeah, but he doesn't even like me. I've tried everything. I'm usually up to the first date stage by now" Evie scowled.
Rosalie shook her head and started to load her car. Once she was done, she climbed into the front seat, Evie getting into the passenger. The radio was blasting loud music as they drove to school. Only a few cars were in the car park when they arrived there, including a shiny silver Volvo and a monster jeep. Rosalie walked a few times around the jeep, inspecting it, impressed. She loved cars, as much as people didn't believe her.
"Admiring my car?" A booming voice asked.
"Your car?" Rosalie said, looking at Emmett. He nodded. Well, looking at him, it wasn't that surprising really.
Once everyone attending the trip had arrived, they went gathered around Coach Clapp, who had organised the event. He was holding a heavy looking clip board in his hands, and was calling out the names of the students who had signed up. Once he had ticked everyone on the register, he tucked away the clipboard and surveyed them all.
"Now, as you all may not be very familiar with camping, some of the students from the school down at La Push have volunteered to help you all this weekend. They are already at the woods, and we will be meeting them shortly" He announced.
"The Quilette tribe?" Evie said quietly. She suddenly looked excited at the prospect of having a new guy to flirt with.
"Those of you who read the small print on the flyer will know that the groups are not chosen by the students, but by me. I decided to throw unlikely people together, to add to the task of surviving" Coach Clapp grinned and everyone groaned. No. Please noThough Rosalie desperately.
"The first group are..." Coach Clapp took out his clipboard again, flipping the register over the top to read a piece of paper behind it, "Hale, Whitlock, Brandon, Masen, and McCarty. You will be accompanied by a young man named Jacob Black, so make sure to ask for him when you arrive" He said.
"Rose!" Evie hissed, "You never said anything about groups!".
"I didn't know!" Rosalie assured her.
"Not a bad group" Emmett said cheerfully, glancing at them all.
Once all of the groups had been read out, the students got back into their cars and began driving down to La Push, the small Indian reservation on the coast where they would be setting up camp.
Rosalie found herself quite amazed when she arrived in the forest. The ground beneath her was a mixture of reds and browns, the dirt scattered with broken twigs and moist pale green leaves. The canopy above blocked out the sun, so that the clearing was shrouding in a mysterious gloom. It made Rosalie feel safe, reassured. She uncapped a bottle of water and took a swig before digging out her tent from one of her cases.
"Morning, folks" A husky, unfamiliar voice said.
A boy, who could only be from the reservation, was walking towards them. He was taller than Jasper, with smooth looking russet skin and long glossy black hair. His face was handsome, his smile playful. Emmett walked up to him and clapped the new boys back.
"You must be Jacob Black" He guessed.
"Yep" He replied.
"A little help?" Rosalie called, struggling to even hold the heavy canvas up to drape it over the poles.
"Oh, here" Jacob offered, taking it from her like it weighed as little as a feather. They all watched as he swiftly made the tent erect, "I'll just do everyone else's too, shall I? We can get to the fun stuff quicker that way" Jacob winked.
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