I would say I will try and update soon be I'm not sure how well I'll be able to keep to that so instead I hope you like it
Disclaimer - I don't own Twilight though I would have liked to have written it
Bella's POV
After Peter and Carl burst in, Scarlett told everyone to be quiet and have dinner first before we started to plan. Thankfully everyone ate fairly quickly as I seemed to be getting hyper on adrenaline. Once we finished talking I needed to run it off. The plates were cleared away, and our piece of paper with mine and Scarlett's limited ideas/facts on it, was placed on the table. Peter started, "Okay as you know we went off to find some of our contacts and ask about the Cullens. As a result we now have quite a lot of information. The most important of which being their extra abilities, and its bad however we have been told of certain gaps or faults in their powers concerning our kind. Three of them have extra abilities."
"Do we know which ones?" Scarlett interrupted.
"Yes one of them Alice can see the future though I have been reliably informed that she cannot see ours, Edward the one in Bella's class" He nodded at me. "Can read minds, however apparently ours are foggy to him, Jasper is our biggest threat, he can control and feel our emotions and sadly, there doesn't seem to be any weakness to his power." Peter stopped here and fetched a glass of water, he drank some then continued. "Carlisle is the leader and all of them are mated except for Edward." I almost smiled at this knowledge, Edward was unattached, wait what am I thinking I quickly shook myself, and refocused on Peter, he had just finished talking about whose mate was whose, and had continued on to the layout of their house and grounds. I nearly sighed knowing Peter he was going to go over every single detail about them and then repeat it just in case we forgot something. I glanced round the room Scarlett was predictably hanging on to his every word, still I suppose as our leader she did need to know this for any plans we would make; mind even she would get bored by the forth run through, and no I'm not joking. It was Carl I pitied most, he was nearly asleep, and looked like he had already heard the same thing countless times. Which considering the fact he was with Peter the whole evening, was probably true.
Five hours later
Just as I was about to join Carl, who had crashed out on the sofa after hearing the same speech a second time (in my presence), I thankfully heard Scarlett telling Peter that maybe we should get to sleep now. I dragged myself up the stairs still hearing Peter's speech in my head. He'd been about to restart a sixth or seventh time, I wasn't sure I was half asleep by the fourth, when Scarlett mercifully stopped him. He isn't really that bad but on the other hand he had kept me up for way longer that I would have liked and I wasn't feeling very generous at the moment. Finally I reached my room as I walked in and collapsed on the bed I realised I never did get to go for that run.
I awoke to the sound of chipmunks on helium, puzzled for a while, I then realised it was just my alarm, and slowly crawled out of bed to turn it off. There is actually good logic in this, as I find their too squeaky voices pretty bad normally it's about ten times worse in the morning, so I have to get out of bed just to stop the noise. As I went to went to brush my teeth I glanced in the mirror. Aw great just great, my hair just a tangled mess, while my clothes thanks to me not bothering to change last night now had creases so deep I wasn't sure if I could even iron them out. Sighing I brushed my teeth while looking for the hairbrush I use on such occasions. After fifteen minuets of looking I gave up and just used my regular brush. Once I'd finished attacking, sorry brushing my hair and muttering strings of inventive cursing, I had managed to tame it. That's when I noticed that I was also ten minuets late for school, and everyone else had left. I did vaguely remember Scarlett saying something going and seeing me there, but I was coming close to breaking the handle off my brush, and at the time it seemed better to concentrate on trying not to destroy yet another hairbrush, and didn't pay too much attention. Scowling I grabbed a cereal bar and ran to my truck, I then realised that I left my keys in the house. I considered going back for them, but I didn't know where they were, and also realised that I hadn't put any new clothes on. Well that decided it. Instead of driving I would shift and run to school. It would probably get their faster, and I knew I had some emergency clothes in my bag.
Quickly running to the woods at the edge I took my clothes off, and hid them in one of our spots for such an occurrence. Usually I'd just let them rip and such but I was wearing my favourite blue top and jeans. Making sure the clothes and I were well hidden I shifted, and smiled in satisfaction. I loved being a leopard. I was always clumsy as a human, but as a leopard I seemed to have an inner grace that surprised everyone, my mother always said I was too big for my skin, she turned out to be right. Laughing at the memory I delicately picked up my bag with my teeth and ran. Running in the forest is possibly the best feeling in the world, it felt like pure freedom I could go anywhere, run as far and as fast as I want to. Looking down at my golden brown paws with brown rosettes and black outline, I smiled, or as close to smiling you can get when you're a leopard. Personally I thought I looked better as a leopard, Carl of course claimed I looked beautiful as a human or a leopard; but I knew that was just kind flattery, I'm very plain as a human, Scarlett is much prettier. I stopped I was close enough to the school to walk in, setting my bag down I shifted back and quickly put my clothes on, checking the time as I put my watch, I grinned I was five minuets early, now all I had to do was walk down the road and I'd be there.
Merrily walking along I began to wonder if it would be possible to run to school everyday, it was quicker and more exciting than driving. As I walked up to the school gates I decided against it, someone would undoubtedly eventually see me. I made it to my first class with a minuet to spare, I sat down next to Scarlett, somehow she'd managed to convince the boy I was originally sitting next to swap with her. "Glad you made it" she said as I looked for my books, then in a whisper that no one else would hear "Did you shift or take your truck?"
"Shifted it was quicker I wouldn't have made it otherwise" I whispered back as I started arranging my books and sorting out the papers in them. "Okay but you can come back in my car with me we don't want anyone to be suspicious." I nodded and we started to concentrate on the lesson.