Disclaimer: Oh yeah! I forgot to tell you. I've been lying this whole time. I'm really Stephenie Meyer. I'm sitting in my own private jet eating caviar right now. On my fancy smancy new laptop… Ha Ha! Got ya, didn't I. You know you fell for it.
Yay! I got this chapter out pretty fast for me. I like this chapter. It actually had some character development! I had the TAKS (Texas Assessment of Knowledge and Skills) test today. It was the writing one, and it was so awful! I love writing, just not when people tell you what to write about. I mean seriously, how am I supposed to write about a time when I "Made a Good Choice". I never make good choices...Anyways, ONWARD!
"We missed you!" Tanya exclaimed as she, Kate, and Carmen all surrounded Irina. "Next time you go on vacation, we're coming with you." All four girls hugged.
"Nice to see you again, Jacob." Eleazar extended his hand to me. I shook it. I couldn't help but notice the similarity between this family and the Cullens. They all loved each other so much.
"I'm going to go unpack," Irina murmured softly. Her voice was so quiet. I looked at her closely. She looked so fragile now, so breakable. Like one word would send her over the edge.
"I'll help you," Tanya said, grabbing Irina's hand. "I really do feel like I haven't seen you in forever. I must have had separation anxiety or something. It's a good thing Jacob convinced you to come back early, I wouldn't have been able to stand being without my little sister for a minute longer." With that said, Tanya led Irina inside the house and out of sight.
There was a sick irony in her words. Tanya didn't realize that Irina had planned on being away from her for much longer than just a minute. Irina planned on leaving us forever.
Tanya and I were more alike than we knew. We were in the same boat. I didn't like Tanya back, just as Irina didn't love me back. How sad.
I looked at the house where Irina had just disappeared into. This was the first time I had really looked at it. Last time, I had been too preoccupied with Irina. But now that I was really looking at the house, I saw how truly amazing it was. It was simple, there was nothing too extravagant about it. But with the "Welcome Home" mat and the little metal knocker, it had a sense of home to it. The house made me feel like even though I was basically a complete stranger to these people, I belonged here.
Eleazar noticed my staring, and chuckled. "I figured you'd like the house. Irina fixed it up for us when we first moved in. She's kind of like Esme in a way. They both love to take ordinary things and make them beautiful," he explained. I had to laugh at that. Of all the Cullens, Esme was my favorite. It just figured that I'd like Irina.
I twisted to the side to look at Eleazar. He had his arm wrapped around Carmen's waist. They were admiring the house just like I was. But there was something about them. There was so much love surrounding them that I couldn't help but think of Sam and Emily.
Carmen looked back at me curiously, probably wondering what I was staring at. She looked into my eyes for a minute and then laughed. The sound was beautiful like a baby's coo. "You look like you need to hunt, Jacob. Eleazar and I were just about to go ourselves, but we'd be delighted to have you come with us." She smiled at me sweetly.
"Sure, let me just go put my stuff in the house." I ran towards the house and through the big double doors. I walked into the living room, and saw Tanya, Irina, and Kate talking animatedly about something. They all looked so jaw-droppingly beautiful. Their laughs all mixed together making the most amazing sound. They were the perfect musical trio.
Irina was the first to notice my presence. She tensed, her back straightening up. Tanya smiled warmly at me. Kate looked down at the floor, apparently taking an interest in her bare feet. Come to think of it, Kate hadn't said one word to me. Ever.
"I was wondering where you want me to put my stuff." I gestured towards the backpack in my hands.
"Oh. You can put them in…" Tanya looked at Kate for a minute, silently communicating. "You can put them in my room. I'll stay with Kate," Tanya offered.
"Are you sure?" I asked. I didn't want anyone to go out of their way.
"Absolutely!" Tanya squealed. She took my hand and led me up the winding staircase. The railings were made of dark polished wood. Someone (probably Irina) had obviously taken the time to sand them because they were perfectly smooth.
"Carmen and Eleazar's room is right there. Kate's room is on the other side of the hall. Irina's room is the last room on the right," Tanya pointed to all the doors for me to see. "And my room is right there." Tanya gestured towards a tall pink door. I internally laughed. Pink was Tanya's favorite color, I was sure of that. She had on the pink shirt, pink pants, and pink Converse shoes. She looked like a bubble gum machine had throw up on her.
Hesitantly, I reached for the doorknob. I was honestly afraid of what Tanya might have in there. There are some things that are better for men not to see. The song from Jaws started blarring in my ears.
Da Duh………Da Duh……Da Duh…Da Duh..Da Duh. Da Duh. My hand slowly grabbed the handle and threw the door open. I wasn't prepared for what I saw before me. I had expected butterflies and ladybugs, but what I actually saw was posters over posters of bands. Millions of them plastered over each other. Most of the names, I recognized, but there were quite a few that I didn't. Some of the posters looked so old that they were turning yellow…
"Tanya, sorry if this is offensive, but how old are you?" I inquired nervously. I knew women hated it when you asked them that question, but I didn't know if vampire women were the same way.
To my relief, Tanya laughed. "I'll turn 1003 on October 28." She clapped excitedly. I was shocked. Tanya was over a thousand years old, yet she still acted like a teenager. And oh my god…I had kissed an old lady!!!
Still shuddering at the thought, I looked around the room. There was a long pinksofa in the corner, and hundreds and hundreds of CDs. It reminded me of Edward's room.
"If you need anything, I'll be downstairs," Tanya murmured. Then she vanished from the doorway. I felt a little better now that I was alone without her watching my every movement.
I walked over to the sofa and set my bag down. Then, I ran out of the room, down the stairs, and out the door. I didn't even bother to say goodbye to anyone. No one cared.
Carmen and Eleazar were waiting for me on the front lawn (or shall I say the front ice. This was winter in Alaska!). They were looking perfectly at ease, not noticing anything but each other's faces.
I coughed dramatically, and Eleazar whirled around to face me. "I'm ready to go," I stated cheerfully. Hunting was actually kind of fun once you got past the killing part. Well, to be more specific, hunting with Emmett was fun.
"Okay, let's go." Eleazar took Carmen's hand, and they started running. I followed them, going slower than I normally would have to keep up with their pace. "Carmen and I know a good place to hunt. It's a forest filled with lots of deer and even some wolves." I winced as he said this. He noticed, and I waited as that sunk into his brain. His smile faltered just a tiny bit. "Oh, no! I didn't mean that to be offensive. I had forgotten about how you used to be a… Please, my apologies." Clear sincerity rang in his voice.
"No, it's alright." I smiled a fake cheery smile. "You guys can go hunting without me. I'm not that thirsty anyway," I proposed as I turned back around. I wasn't mad at them, but I didn't want to go anywhere near wolves right then.
"Wait, Jacob. Actually, Eleazar and I wanted to talk to you about Irina." Carmen grabbed my hand, and spun me back around.
"What about Irina?" I asked suspiciously.
"Well, Jacob, you seem like a really nice guy that could make Irina happy. Our whole family is tired of seeing Irina so miserable. We're going to help you get Irina to fall for you, and fall hard." Carmen grinned evilly. I was really beginning to love this family…
I wanted to put the rest of the family's personalities in this. HaHa Tanya's so funny. Her room is just like my BFF's room, posters galore. And I didn't realize she was so old when I started writing this fic. Sure, I did my research on the Denali coven. But I did the math for her age all wrong. Ew, Jake kissed an old lady -shudder-. No...he kissed two old ladies. W-o-w...
Until next time…