Still don't own it. Do I really have to say this every time?

Nessie POV

Oh crap. Oh crap oh crap oh crap oh crap oh crap. How am I supposed to explain that my mother, who is 18 years old (well, in human years), is the mother of a twelve year old? What, so she gave birth when she was six? I know people have children really young these day, but six? Unbelievable.

"Um, yeah. I was . . . uh . . . adopted." I said.

"Yes. My husband and I wanted a daughter, but I a unable to have children, so we adopted Nessie," Momma explained.

"You're married?" Rachelle asked, wide-eyed.

"Yeah . . ."

"Is he here?"

"Yeah. His name is Edward."

"Is that the guy who's stuck in a cabin full of girls?"

Daddy was stuck in a cabin full of girls? If this situation wasn't so serious, I would be laughing my head off right now. Well, I suppose I'll get to that later.

"Yup," Momma answered.

The bell rang.

"Ness, I have to go, but we'll talk about this later."

"Great."

She left, and I breathed a sigh of relief. In all the confusion and worry, she seemed to have forgotten about my punishment, for now, anyway.

I turned to Rachelle, "Please, you can't tell anybody about this. Ever." I knew I sounded desperate, but I was.

"Don't worry, your secret is safe with me."

Rosalie POV

I have been trying to get back at Alice all day, but I don't know what to do? I've been getting texts all day, saying, "Don't even think about it" or "I know what you're planning" or something like that. The only person who can fool Alice is . . . nobody. Nobody can fool Alice.

Wait. Jacob can fool Alice. Alice can't see Jacob. Perfect. Now I just have to ask the fleabag to help me. Maybe I can bribe him.

I followed Jacob's scent – his disgusting dog scent – over to the archery section.

"Hey, Blondie!" he called, and shot an arrow at me. It broke.

"Nice try, mutt."

"What do you want, bloodsucker?"

I sighed. "I need your help."

"Ha! So you finally admit it. You're mentally incompetent. What do you need help with? Teaching your campers the alphabet? Counting to ten?"

"Don't push your luck, dog. I need help pranking Alice. She dumped water on my head at breakfast, and I need revenge. Since she can't see you, she can't see what you're planning."

"Well," he thought about it, "I do love pranking leeches. I can help, but it's gonna cost you."

I groaned. "What do you want?"

Tonight at dinner, you have to make an announcement saying that I am the best looking guy here."

"Ew! No way!"

"Sorry, then, but no deal." He turned back to his campers. Arrrgh!

"Jacob, wait!"

He turned around, grinning, waiting for me to go on."

"I'll do it."

"I knew you would. Okay, here's the plan." He came over and whispered the plan in my ear.

"Brilliant. I never thought I'd say this, but you are a genius, dog."

Hope you liked. Will update as soon as I figure out what Jacob's plan is. Any ideas?