A/N: Thanksgiving dinner. Bella's point of view, because that's what I feel like right now.

Chapter 10- Thanksgiving Dinner

Esme and I had been cooking and preparing for Thanksgiving dinner almost nonstop since we had arrived, yesterday morning. Now the tables in the dining room, the kitchen, and the living room were set (not everyone would fit at one) and I was setting all of the dishes for the buffet up on the long kitchen counter, while Esme finished the last pie, cherry. A car drove up outside. Esme stood up. "That's got to be Emmett and Rosalie, finally." Jasper had arrived after dinner, the day before. He was a tall, and calm, with a drawling southern accent. Esme called Carlisle down from his office, and Edward in from the piano room, in the side wing of the house, through the hallway, past the bathroom, and the cellar stairs.

The door opened and a huge blond guy who looked around 27 walked in, carrying two suitcases, followed by a beautiful blonde, who looked annoyed. She was reprimanding him for something, which I didn't catch.

"Did you guys get lost?" Esme asked.

"Yes." Said the blonde angrily. This must be Rosalie.

Emmett, Edward's brother, looked ashamed. "I didn't follow her directions, and I got lost and went to Laconia."

Edward raised his eyebrows. "Can't find your parent's house, Emmett? Have to rely on your girlfriend to do it for you? What kind of man are you?" He grinned good-naturedly.

Emmett grinned back at his brother. "At least I have a girlfriend. You can't say that much about yourself. Or did you finally get one?" He motions towards me.

I shake my head furiously, blushing. "No. I'm just a friend." Abra comes up behind me, and I pick her up. "I'm Bella, and this is Abra."

Emmett nods, sensing that he shouldn't tease me about Edward and I being together. Rosalie's mood seems to lift when she sees Abra. She walks over to me. "May I hold her?"

Abra smiles at her, and reaches out her arms. I look down at her. "You ungrateful child." And then up at Rosalie. "Of course." And I hand Abra to her. Abra looks up at the tall blonde, and points towards the living room. "Play!" Rosalie nods, and carries her over into the next room.

Esme comes up behind me. "Rose works with kids Abra's age in Hawaii, you can trust her."

I nod. "She doesn't really seem the little kid type, though."

Esme shrugs. "I didn't really think so when I first met her either, but she really is once you get to know her."

"Okay." I walk over towards where Edward, Emmett, and Alice are chatting, and catch the end of a conversation. Alice is shaking her head up at Emmett.

"You should know to listen to Rosalie by know, Emmett."

"But I thought I knew the way!"

Edward rolls his eyes. "She's almost always right, Emmett. Like Alice said, you should know by know."

Emmett shrugs. "I guess." He sees me. "So how did you two meet each other?" He asks, pointing to Edward and me.

I grin. "A good story. I was taking the plane back from my summer courses in Hawaii, last August."

Emmett interrupts. "And Edward was coming back from visiting me."

I nod. "So Abra threw her toy whale, and Edward picked it up, and returned it to me. And then, when we got into Seattle, we were on the same plane again. It was the beginning of a whole long series of coincidences…."

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An hour later, Esme's brother, and Carlisle's sister had arrived with their families, and the house was full. Rosalie was walking around with Abra, and I was getting some food at the buffet. People kept asking who I was, and whom I was connected to to come to Esme and Carlisle's Thanksgiving dinner, which led to some awkward moments, including one of Esme's younger nephews asking me if I was going to be their new cousin, like Rosalie and Jasper. I didn't know what to answer, so I had just shrugged.

Rosalie walked up to me, as I sat in the kitchen eating some squash. "Abra won't eat for me."

I grinned. "She can be picky about eating around people she doesn't know, especially in unfamiliar places." I sat her down in my lap. "Abra? How about some squash?" She nodded, and I spooned it into her mouth.

Rosalie stood above me. "Unfair." She said, smiling.

I shrugged. "I am her mother, after all."

She nodded, and then looked rather serious. "You are rather young to be a mother." She sat down next to me.

I gave her a look that clearly stated 'I don't want to talk about it'.

She nodded. "Bella, I'll give you my phone number if you ever want to talk."

I nodded. "Okay. Thanks."

She smiled. "Or you could walk over and see Alice, or call Esme. They are in the same time zone, which helps."

I gave a little laugh, and continued feeding Abra, as she went off to find someone, probably Emmett.

Alice walked up to me. "How is the little one doing?"

I looked up. "She's doing okay. She's being a picky eater."

Alice raised her eyebrows. "One sec" She was back little more than a second later, with a banana and a couple pieces of bread. "Here."

I smiled. "Thanks. She should eat these."

Alice nodded, and sat down next to me.

A few minutes later, after Abra had eaten some bread, and most of the banana. I looked over at Alice. "If you don't mind my asking, why are you so small?"

Her face breaks into a smile. "I was wondering when you were going to ask. After all, the rest of my family is noticeably taller than I am. When I was little, three or four, I got cancer, and the chemotherapy they gave me stunted my growth. It did treat my cancer though, which is what really matters. I would rather be alive and short, than dead."

"Is that why your dad decided to open his hospitals?"

She nodded. "Yeah. It was really hard to find a hospital that wasn't exclusively for adults that would treat cancer. So, when I was finally treated, all the way in England, he started his first hospital in Boston, for people who wouldn't ever be able to go to Europe for treatment."

"That's a lot of us."

She agrees. "I got really lucky. Oh, Jasper wants me for something. See you later!" She goes off into the living room, from which Jasper is beckoning.

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A/N: There's that. I didn't know whether I would get this out before my computer shut down (it's almost tomorrow her) but I did, so here it is! Thanks to ObessiveReader09, who reviewed Chapter 9, which was posted just an hour and a half ago.

And to those of you who are wondering how it's possible to be in graduate school at age eighteen, it's probably not really, but I made up a little chart to show how it works. I'll see if it's possible to put it on my profile. If not, I'll take a picture of it and post a link on my profile. That might be a while though, because of possible spoilers.

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