Hey guys,
Sorry for it being like yonks but I had writers block or I shall now name it writers meltdown.
Anyway I saw beautiful Creatures last night and now this story is a crossover BUT doesn't have Beautiful Creatures to mix it with.
Hope you like it :)
Kirstyn xx
As predicted, it only took us a few minutes to get to Aunt Joy's house. Ah, thank the Lord that La Push is so small. I don't think I could handle a long car journey in our tiny rental car.
The second we got out of the car a tiny figure came running out the front door. "Claire! Claire, you have to come inside its cold and you don't have a jacket on! Claire, come back inside!" a low voice called to the small figure now known as Claire and started chasing after her. I looked at the dude you was chasing Claire and noticed it was Quil. FML this was the guy I was technically a bitch to. Huh guess I was right he is related to me. Awwww yeah, who's a genius, that's right I am!
But honestly he's an idiot for chasing after her. By the looks of it she's about 4 and everyone knows, you don't chase after a 4 year old. They are too hyped up on sweet drinks and what not. It doesn't matter if you're like Quil and on steroids. Le sigh.
I hadn't noticed my family were already practically inside the small cabin-ish house until my mum called out "Becca, are you coming or not?" I ran up the gravel drive way and up the porch steps. I stepped inside the house and I nearly shat myself. There were 8 ginormous men/boys, 1 incredibly tall girl and 3 not short but not tall girls. One had a scar that ran down her face. It was so cool and it didn't take away from her beauty and I knew a thing or two about large scars. If becoming friends with these people was based on height, I would be half way there. If it was based on personality, I'm screwed. Big time.
There is either something in La Push water that makes us all tall (with the exception of Kathy) or there is some like crazy giant magic that runs through our blood. That would be totally awesome. Jesus when did I start saying awesome? I looked at them. They looked at me. It was an awkward moment. Then of course Quil walked in carrying Claire over his very muscular shoulder.
No shit Sherlock. It's probably because you're socially awkward.
Shut up. I'm not socially awkward; I'm just not a people person.
Riiiiiiiigght that's it.
Oh go away. I don't want you here.
Likewise.
"So, I'm Rebecca." Eh, it was a start. I started cracking my knuckles; it was a nervous habit that I'd unfortunately picked up when I was 7 and had my first running competition.
By the looks of it the oldest (and one of the buffest) one of the lot of them came up to me. Holy mother fucking chickens, he was HUGE. "I'm Sam Uley. Welcome to La Push." He said in a deep voice that frankly scared the shit outta me. He could snap me in half no problem.
"Rebecca as I said, it's nice to meet you." He nodded at me. The scared woman/girl put her hand on her hips and glared in a momma-bear kind of way at them "Guys and girls introduce yourselves." Then she turned to me her face in a half smile, the scar turning one side into a frown. "I'm Emily. It's a pleasure to meet you." "Likewise." Jacob stood up and said "Hey, you're the weird girl from the woods." This earned him a smack on the head by Emily and a weird growl sound from my brother. I looked at him with a raised eyebrow and game him my best WTF look. He himself looked rattled by the sound, while all the guys shifted (pun intended) uncomfortably in their seats."Hey Jacob." Another buff guy came up to me with his arm around a girl that has similar facial features to Jacob. "I'm Paul Lahote and this Rachel Black." "Nice to meet you." "I'm Jared Cameron and Kim Cornweller." (Sorry if I spelt Kim's last name wrong) I waved at them. "Hey Embry." "Hey Rebecca." "I'm Brady Fuller, and this is Collin Littlesea." "Hey Brady, and I already know Collin." "Hey, I'm Quil but you already know that and this is Claire Young." "Hey Quil, and aren't you just a little cutie." I said to Claire, who's little chubby cheeks blushed when I called her cute. "I'm Leah Clearwater and this is my brother Seth." Leah looked like a bitch and from the tone of her voice, she was one. I liked her. "Hey Leah and Seth." Seth was staring at me, like the way a paedophile stares at kids. "Uh, guys, is he okay?" I asked looking at Seth. "Seth!" Leah practically shouted and hit him upside the head. "Hey, what was that for?!" "For staring at me like a paedophile." I said. I got a few chuckles out of them. "Oh. Sorry." My mouth pressed into a thin line and I gave him a brisk nod.
Only then did I notice that my parents weren't in the room. "Hey Nate, Kathy, where's mum and dad?" "They're with Aunt Joy, nana and granddad." "Oh, thanks."
"So, Jake is Nessie coming?" Embry said to Jacob. "Yeah, Bella should be dropping her off soon." Nessie? Bella? Who the heck were they? Bet they're paedophiles too.
There was a light knock on the door "Hey guys, can we come in?" a musical voice called out "Sure come on in Bells." A woman/girl/ female walked in holding a child of about 6's hand. The woman was a pale as snow, and had chestnut coloured hair, that hung just below her bra and yellow/golden eyes. Her eyes are totally wicked. Maybe she's wearing contacts. But if not they are so cool. I hope she's not a paedophile.
The child had pale skin and naturally blushed cheeks, bronze ringlets that went down to her waist (Damn, I wish my hair was ringlets every day and not when I only put the stupid mousse in it) and milk chocolate brown eyes. Awww she was a cutie too. Guessing she's not a paedophile. Too young. "Jakey!" Oh sweet divine, please don't tell me she's a clingy child that we all know that turn out pretty much like loners.
When the woman who I'm guessing is Bella walked by me, I almost vomited at the smell of her uh aroma. She either had a bucket of a sickly sweet perfume on her or she smelt like dead lilies and rotten lavender. How unfortunate for her and well everyone else who was in her oh so lovely company. She gave of a very snobby vibe.
I started hacking. Humph, never knew I was a hacker. Apparently I am. Why was I not informed of this earlier?
"Ugh, not to be rude or anything" Kathy let out a very lady like snort. "but what the fuck is that smell?" I shuddered, the hacking coming back. Oh just kill me now. Sam looked at me quizzingly "Uh, what smell? Smells like food to me." Really how could they not smell it? It was like sewage. "The smell of dead lilies and rotten lavender. It's beyond disgusting! Now if you don't mind, where's the bathroom?" "Down the hall first left." "Thanks."
And with that I was gone. I ran down the hall like lightning and skidded into the bathroom, locked the door and starting emptying the contents of my stomach into the toilet bowl.
Well that's just fucking brilliant, now isn't it.
ILY people
Hope you liked it :D
Kirstyn xx
PS: I'll write ASAP.
