A/N: DISCLAIMER: *cue McDonald's theme song "I'm lovin' it" thing.

"Ba da da da da this belongs to Steph!" … So that didn't really go with the tune or tempo, but you get the idea :)

Chapter 9

Nessie's POV

Jake and I spent the remainder of the period joking about what his fears are. He came up with very few things, trying to keep up a manly act. I finally got him to admit that spiders were his biggest fear, which I got a kick out of, if I do say so myself.

After finishing Jake's painting, which included a pink fuzzy tarantula with blond hair Jake claimed not to have any relation to Rosalie, class was dismissed.

A big ball of buff, burly vampire tackled me to the ground as soon as Jake and I stepped outside, and as quickly as he had come was as quickly as Jacob pulled him off me with one of the world's top "If looks could kill" glare.

Emmett put his hands up in a "Don't-blame-me" way, "Hey, I was just giving my favorite 'little sister' my own way of congratulations for completing her first day of official hell" here Rosalie elbowed him in the rib cage, which inflicted no pain but made him fix his error, "er . . . official day of school, right."

Rosalie pushed him aside and gave me a hug, "From what I eavesdropped into and heard all was well, except for P.E. and some girl in Art. Now tell me this," her voice dropped into a whisper and she casually cast a mocking look at Jacob, "any other cute boys trying to talk to you?"

Jake pushed her away, "Okay, okay, I will answer that question."

"I wasn't asking you, mutt," Rose crossed her arms over her chest.

He completely ignored her comment and continued, "Nessie met a very handsome boy and is now completely infatuated by him and vice versa. His name is Jacob Ephraim Black. Ha." Rosalie smirked and she and Emmett headed to the cars, with us right behind them. The rest of my "siblings" were there, waiting for us.

Bella and Alice pulled me in for a super-tight hug, Edward kissed my forehead, and Jasper patted me on the back. I had never realized it, but I guess the first day of school is a big deal. I just hoped the other first-days I had in the future would be less of a hassle.

Just as we were getting into the cars, (Jake, Bella, Edward, and I in Edward's Volvo, the rest of the gang in Rose's car) someone was calling my name. I recognized it, so I figured it would be someone of my family . . . even though if it was, they didn't have to yell. "Nessie! Nessie, wait up!!" I turned and saw Carly running towards us from the front steps of the school. People were turning and staring as she ran past them, giving her weird looks that she didn't seem to either notice or care about.

"You guys can get in the car. It's fine. She's from Spanish," I told the others, but no one moved. Shocker. All their eyes were locked on Carly. I heard Emmett mutter something along the lines of her being slow, or we were just too used to traveling at vampire speed.

I rolled my eyes at Emmett and smiled as Carly came up. Suddenly I became extremely nervous. Why was she here? What had she been yelling for me for, and why?

"Hey," Carly started, "It was really nice meeting you in Spanish. I understand if it's sort of awkward being the new girl, even though you have plenty company already," she looked at my family behind me and gave a weak smile before turning back towards me and handing me a tiny slip of paper with a phone number on it, "Anyways, here's my cell phone number if you want to hang out sometime. I'll see you later!" She gave a tiny wave and retreated back to the bus parking lot. I watched her walk to a car where Lucy, Cami, and a boy were waiting. The boy looked strangely familiar . . .

"Isn't that guy the one who stopped you at lunch?" Jake whispered in my ear. I hadn't noticed he had put his arm around me when Carly gave me her number and I also hadn't noticed he followed my gaze. Another thing I hadn't noticed, one being I was extremely not noticing things today, was that the boy was the one who had stopped me in the cafeteria.

Now that I saw them next to each other, Carly and the boy looked very alike, minus the fact he appeared a grade older than her, Lucy, Cami, and I. They both had reddish-blond hair, green eyes, freckles, the same nose, and the same head shape. Wow, first I wasn't realizing obvious things, now I'm realizing too detailed things.

"Do you think they're siblings?" I asked Jake, once we got in the car.

"Most likely. He's probably up to the task of driving his sister and his sister's friends to and from school."

The Volvo and Rose's BMW convertible pulled into the long line of cars waiting to pull out of the parking lot. We passed Carly's brother's car, what looked like a Buick Enclave. Lucy, Carly, and Cami were leaning against the back door, talking and looking over their shoulders at Carly's brother and making gagging, annoyed faces when they turned back. Up near the front of the car, Carly's brother was in a very . . . emotional . . . well more like sucking faces pose with none other than his girlfriend Ivy. I stifled a laugh at the scene. The girls noticed me looking and waved all at the same time. I waved back. Carly jerked her thumb behind her and mock-stuck it down her throat to throw up. I shrugged in a "You-can't-live-with-them,-can't-live-without-them" way.

The Volvo had finally reached the front of the line and we pulled out of the parking lot and were soon on our way back home.

Now that it was lighter outside and I was more awake now then I was this morning, I took notice of the landscape and environment around Indianapolis.

It was the middle of October, which meant green leaves were overcome by red, orange, and gold. Colors were everywhere! Various forms of houses and apartments had a display of Halloween decorations out in yards and windows. There was one house with a homemade scarecrow dressed up as a vampire: pale white skin, slicked-back black hair, white pants, a dark V-neck shirt, a red and black cape with a high neck, and long blood-that-was-actually-ketchup-dripping fangs. In the car behind us, I heard Emmett mutter, "What a fake" as we passed by the scarecrow.

We were finally home. (A/N: I thought I would put this in now. I'm terrible at describing things such as houses, so I found a picture of the main idea of how I imagine the Cullen's new home. Here's the link: .com/file_thumbview_approve/2107448/2/istockphoto_ I hope it works!! From looking at the front, Nessie's room is the very top story in the front and Jake's is the same but in the back. : ) Thanks!) I sighed contentedly as the cars pulled up into the driveway and my butt found its way to the couch in the living room and my book bag found its way to wherever I threw it when I walked in. I followed Alice with my eyes as she flitted around, commenting on how Esme had finished the decorating and furnishing when we were all at school. I was getting a slight migraine from watching her spazzing out about the curtains not matching with the priceless Ming vase and other items we've collected throughout the years, so my brain figured it'd be a good idea to take a semi-nap. Before I had even closed my eyes, my vision went dark and I felt very familiar warmth covering my eyes.

I reached up, grabbed the wrists of the "stranger" and pulled the hands off. Jake smiled when I smiled at him. "Do you realize how tired I am?" I asked him.

He shrugged, "Yeah. But do you think I'm going to let you fall asleep when you can sleep later on tonight?"

"It would be nice if you did."

"I'm not the nice one here," he joked.

I clicked my tongue, "Mm-hmm, sure, okay." His response was grabbing me around the waist, throwing me over his shoulder, and dashing through the house and out the back door into the back yard, him and I laughing the whole way.

"Jake! Put me down! Put me down now, Jacob Black!" I pounded him on the back, but not too hard.

He automatically stopped running and we sat down in the cool, green grass. He looked me square in the eye and spoke in the most serious tone I had ever heard him in, "Now that I have your attention," he reached into his pocket and pulled out a tiny bundle of red tissue paper, "I gave this to you on your first Christmas, but you lost it as soon as you got it," he looked up from the bundle to me with a smirk and unwrapped it, but hid whatever was in the bundle hidden in his hands, "While I was packing up my stuff in Forks, I found this underneath a huge pile of laundry. How it got there is beyond me." Jacob finally brought the thing out into the open and I suddenly remembered from all those years ago.

It was the handmade charm bracelet, which just so happened to be the same thing as a promise ring, he had made and given to me.

I could barely contain the excitement, "Oh my goodness! Jacob! How did you find it?"

He shrugged and slipped the bracelet onto my wrist, "I should do my laundry from now often."

My sarcastic comment was interrupting by both of my parents yelling furiously for Jacob to come inside the house.

Edward was suddenly by our sides, "Jacob. Inside. Now. We have to talk." The tone he was using explained that "we" meant him, Bella, and Jake.

Jacob's POV

Crap. Not now.

A/N: YAY! UDPATE FINALLY!!

I feel terrible. I am so very mean to you readers. I have to admit that I am a very lazy person with a very weak self motivation to write. But trust me. Next chapter, things will heat up. It's gonna get good : ) Once again, I'm just really lazy. Please don't make this your favorite fic ever and wait around for me to update because you'll be waiting for a looooong time. Sorry once again.