Sorry I moved this part to another chapter, as you can tell if I'd left it in the last one it would have been waaaay too long, plus I think there would have been way too much going on in just one ch. So I just decided to move it. Again so sorry for the switch-a-roo.

Anyway same disclaimer. On with the chapter.

It's been almost a month since I'd come to live with the Cullen's, and so far things were going pretty good, actually pretty great I guess. Esme, who reminded me a lot of my mom in a way, was really nice, though it was easy to see she wanted to help me. In other words, half of her wanted to know what happened to me so that she could help by telling me that she was sorry and other stuff in that family. While the other half wondered if she actually wanted to know about the crap that happened to me. And I can already tell you that the promise I'd made to myself when I'd come into the System was still going strong.

I stood in-front of a three story brick building that had a giant sign out front that read St. Anna's Second Home. Mentally I sighed. After everything and I end up here.

Looks like he was right, I thought. The social worker assigned to bring me here, slammed her door, coming around to stand beside me. I readjusted the bag slung over my shoulder and tightened my grip on the backpack that contained my clothes.

"I know this isn't what you were hoping for, but it's the only option left, she told. I just glared at her, cold enough to freeze hell over a couple times. She, personally hadn't done anything 'cept drive me to here, but her trying to be all friendly and act like she felt bad for me made her high on the 'your annoying and don't know jack so shut the heck up and leave me alone' list. On the way here, she kept saying how sorry she was for the crap I'd been through and all the stuff that had been done to me. Like I hadn't heard enough of that in the past couple months. Still didn't change jack people. I just sat in silence, listening to my music, waiting for her to realize that I had stopped hearing her about a quarter ways through her monologue.

And this is why I ain't never tellin anyone of them folks about the shit I've been through, I thought.

Anyway, Esme still cared and worried about me, something people hadn't done in years- 'sides for a few in the System. Like Mrs. Grey.

Alice and I had gotten pretty close; despite the fact we were pretty much total and complete opposite.

Go figure.

Anyway Emmett still made me nervous, along with Edward, Jasper and Carlisle, though I was gettin better at being around them without being high as a kite on paranoia.

I went downstairs to find Esme, Carlisle Bella, Renesmee, Emmett and Jasper in the family room, and boy did it just scream family meetin. Awesome. Wonder what this is about. I risked a glance at Carlisle and I caught a slight shake of his head. He knew what I was thinking; he'd stuck to his promise from a few days ago. Warily I sat on the arm of the couch, after Carlisle gestured to sit somewhere.

"Jamie, we'd like you to meet some friends of ours if that's all right with you," Carlisle announced, and I tensed out of habit. What kind of friends buddy boy? They better not be like them. "Before we came home, Bella called asked them to…not come around until you felt comfortable. We we're just wondering if you would like to meet them or if you would like to wait?"

"How many are there?"

"There's one who comes over basically daily, and one of his friends comes over on the weekends a lot. There are some others, but they don't come over a lot."

I started biting my thumb, the part they ink in jail to get a print, debating. They were their friends, and I was keeping them from coming around. Damn. Even though I'm not a real big fan of caring how others felt. I still felt bad that they weren't able to have their friends over just cause of me. Guess it's just one of those things that stayed with me even through all the crap I went through. I didn't want them to be…restricted on who came over just cause of me. But from the sounds of it, the ones that come over a lot are both dudes. But if Alice and Esme trust them, then why can't I? I've been trying to work on trusting Alice and Esme more. I liked them, Alice was like a really really awesome best friend who was basically became your sister. She still had some way to go, but…. Esme reminded me of my mom.

I nodded. "Kay. When will I meet them?"

"Right now if you want. Bella why don't you go call Jake and Seth?" Esme suggested. It was silent as Bella went into the kitchen to make the call. Emmett turned the TV on to some MMA fight, almost immediately settling into the couch.

"Yes! Jake's coming over. Thank you Jamie!" Renesmee rushed over to hug me, but stopped, remembering I wasn't a big fan of hugging, then just settle for giving me a smile that was Emmett worthy. She plopped down in front of the TV, rooting for the guy Emmett wasn't.

"You can go upstairs if you want. We'll call you when they get here," Esme told.

"Where do they live?"

"On the La Push reservation a couple miles from here. It's a good twenty minute drive."

"Oh." With that I turned my gaze to the two dudes punchin the crap out of each other. I noticed out of the corner of my eye Carlisle and Esme leaving, going upstairs. Jasper remained on the couch and nodded when I glanced at him. I nodded back. It was a…agreement we'd fallen into. We didn't talk much; I think I can count the times we've talked on one hand. If we ended up in the same room or something he'd nod or I nod and the other would do the same and that was it. Me and Edward had pretty much the same thing. Emmett just grinned while I glared which caused him to laugh. Weirdo.

"Jake and Seth are okay." I heard him whisper, and my head whipped around to meet his eyes. I shivered, unconsciously. I nodded, took a deep breath and slid onto the couch, though I sat on the edge. I pulled my knees to my chest and wrapped my arms around them, pulling my sleeves down. I kept glancing out of the corner of my eye, watching Jasper all the while keeping Emmett and Renesmee in my line of sight.

The roar of an engine made my gaze snap to the front door, Carlisle came downstairs along with Esme who sat on the couch. Bella appeared out of nowhere. Remesmee rushed to the door, beating Carlisle. She threw the door open, shouting Jake, to reveal a huge, and I mean huge, teenage guy.

Holy Crap. This guy was like a miniature Emmett, though there wasn't anything miniature about him. He was probably 7'0 and had huge muscles though his height made him not look funny. He had black hair that was cut short and had brown, almost russet skin. (La Push sounded like a Native American Reservation so that would explain that.) He wore cut off jeans and a tank and some old tennis shoes. He looked about mid twenty's and had dark brown eyes that were locked on the little girl at his side. Though unlike the eyes that stayed locked on me for 8 years of my life, they were full of happiness, adoration, and slight protectiveness. Wonder what their connection was.

I jumped when he picked Renesmee up and gave her a bone crushing hug. I was pretty sure he was about to snap her in half.

"I missed you." Renesmee announced. He, Jake I'm assuming, laughed and set her back down.

"I missed you too. It's been forever since I've seen you." I blinked, confused for a second. Was it just me or did Renesmee look older. I shook my head.

Nah probably just me.

"Hello Jake, please come in," Carlisle held the door open a little wider. I got the feeling this whole knocking and waiting to be let in didn't happen a lot. He came into the living room, being careful to stay in my line of vision. My gaze shot to the doorway where a teen who looked to be about 18ish and, like his friend, had russet skin, black hair that was cut short and had dark brown eyes. Unlike Jake he had a gangly build, though he still had muscle. He toward over me, probably by almost a foot. I caught his gaze for a second, then glanced away when he smiled at me, my face getting hot.

Why was my face getting hot? I got up, preferring to be on my feet then on my butt when I met them. I kept glancing at them, mostly Seth. What the heck was wrong with me?

"Jamie, this is Jake Black and Seth Clearwater," Esme told. I looked up at both of them, nervous under their gaze.

"Nice to meet you Jamie," Jake said, I guess they warned him about me not being big on shaking. I searched for something to say. I opened my mouth to say something along the lines of you too, but instead,

"Your freakin huge!" The blood rushed to my face even faster than before. I ducked my head, worried I'd said something wrong. Awesome first impression. Wait tah go Jamie. I jumped when I heard Emmett's laugh bounce around the house. I looked around at everyone chuckling including Jake. Okay he didn't seem mad. Silent cheer.

"Yah, I've heard that before." He chuckled more. I tried to push the blood out of my face, but failed epically.

I turned to look fully at Seth and caught him starin at me.

"Uhh….hey?" I mumbled. He blinked and his mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water. Silently I laughed at his face. I shifted uncomfortably as he continued to stare at me.

What's with this guy?

Jake nudged him, muttering about your scaring her.

I stiffened at that. I do not get scared… I just get nervous. Thank you very much.

I glared at Jake, suddenly relaxed. Why was I so relaxed? Usually people make me nervous, especially new people and especially when they're huge and especially when they're dudes.

It must be this house….. God I so belong in a loony-bin!

"Umm…hey. It's…it's nice to meet you Jamie," Seth stammered. All of the sudden he seemed like a little kid trying to talk to some girl he had a crush on.

I gave a small smile, "Hey."

What the heck happened to me? Why the heck am I actin like this? Why the heck am I actin so normal? I should not be actin like this? I should be nervous as all get out, wonderin what they were actually up to. Not actin so normal. Heck I don't even know what normal is anymore.

I noticed Jake and Renesmee had moved to sit on one of the couches, talking.

"Uhh…"I glanced at Jasper then Seth looking for an answer to why they seemed joined at the hip.

"They're really good friends. Jake's kinda like an older brother." Seth told.

"Oh." That makes sense.

"What happened?"

"Huh?" I glanced up.

"Your arm," he gestured to the brace that stuck out of the sleeve.

"Oh…fell. I'm kinda a klutz." Why did I tell him that?

"Oh. So where are you from?" I remained as casual on the outside, while on the inside I was freakin out, wondering what the personal questions were for.

"Oh out…"I paused trying to remember which coast I was on. I literally had to do the compass in air to figure out which way I was from. "…east. Sorry where I come from they say out west when they mean here so I'm still getting used to sayin east to mean the rest of the US. Sorry that probably don't make sense-" I stopped, surprised I'd even said that much. I clamped down, promising I would stop blabbing and get my guard up immediately.

He laughed, "I get it."

I nodded, trying to keep my promise. Yet no matter how many times I reminded myself how psycho people can be, and what they can do. I still felt relaxed, comfortable. Like I was actually, for once in my life, safe.

Defiantly the house.

Sorry for the shortness. Anyway please, please review! Good, bad , any reviews will be awesome. :) Next chapter will be coming soon, probably in the next few days. I'm almost done, just need to connect a few more things then I'll get it up.