Authors Note: Sorry for the wait! I was sort of stuck on this one, to many idea's and not knowing which direction to do in. I hope you like it. Love all of your reviews. It's sorta short, and i'm sorry.
Bella-
"I can't believe you got detention on your first day." I shook my head as Peter and Emmett walked up from his thirty minute detention after school. We had been loitering in the parking lot waiting for him.
"I'M FREE!" Emmett sang out, beginning to skip. Peter pushed his shoulder, and ran away from him.
"Oh yes you can." He said grinning and wrapping an arm around my waist. I shook my head ruefully and leaned up on my tiptoes to kiss him. He pulled away after a few moments, and grinned over to Jasper. "Oh Alice. Theres a girl in history that wants your man."
"What?" Alice's voice was sharp, but I could still hear Jasper heavy sigh.
"Let's go. It's hot. Besides we need to talk about the vamp problem with Esmé and Carlisle." I released him, and hopped up into the truck. The ride back home didn't take long, and only a few heads were turned onto our car as Peter blared music.
Carlisle and Esmé were waiting on our porch when we pulled up, and alot of things started to happen. Vampire fast discussion about what to do, who to send on patrols of the area, and me. I dumped by bag inside, and went straight for the kitchen. Finding Esmé had already made me a snack, apples and peanut butter. I smiled and took the plate, sitting on the couch and watching my vampires.
"Alright then. So who goes? Jasper I know it might be best for you to come, but on the same hand I don't know how..-"
"How good my first impression is? Yeah, so that leaves out Peter, and I. I was thinking on having you, Esmé, Edward and Ace. Four is a good enough number, and she already knows we have more than that, wouldn't want to frighten her anymore than she already is."
"I- I think one of us should stay here. If you don't mind me butting in." Ace added, making Edward frown.
"Why?" He asked, taking Ace's hand.
"Because just in case she has more, it would be good to have a mind reader here."
"That is true."
"I'll go then." Rosalie said, making Emmett instantly uneasy. "Cool it big boy, I can take care of myself."
"I know Rosie."
"Maybe..." I said before stopping myself. Peter raised an eyebrow, and suddenly everyone's eyes were on me. "Maybe we shouldn't. Alice, have you looked to see if she'll be back tomorrow?"
"No, I can't get a read on her. It's concerning, and irritating. Can you?" She grumbled and crossed her arms. I set my plate on the coffee table before closing my eyes.
I made a firm decision to go to the bathroom again, on the same period. Blonde hair, red lips, fake tan. "I'm sorry.. About scaring you or anything. I just.. I haven't seen new vampires in a while. Who are you?" My eyes snapped open. "She'll be there. Not mean, and Patrick, meet me in the lady's room when I call for you okay? Just to be safe." He nodded and sat by me. Clearly happier now that he wouldn't have to be away from Edward.
"Bella are you-"
"I'm sure Peter. Leave it be. She seemed a little scary today only because she thought she could push me around. Let's just see how this all plays out, and then we'll see if she's friend worthy. I rather do this in public where's there's a guarantee she can't do anything. " He huffed, and sat down in the chair, crossing his arms. "Where's Charlotte?" My brows furrowed as I scanned the room again, to see if she might me lurking in a corner.
"I think she went hunting, we haven't been able to get a hold of her since you informed us of the girl. I've been worried." Esmé said, clasping and unclasping her hands. Charlotte didn't much talk to Esmé, but that didn't stop her from worrying about the girl.
"I'll go look for her. Jasper you want to come?" Edward asked, instantly worried about his friend. While Edward and I had made a few steps to friendship, Charlotte and Edward couldn't have been more of the bestest of friends. Jasper nodded, and the pair disappeared from the room.
I sighed, leaning my head on Ace's shoulder. Alice sat on my other side, and did the same to my shoulder. I giggled slightly, and clasped her hand. "You three." Esmé mumbled, smiling happily, and shaking her head.
"You really do look alike." Peter said lowly, eyes narrowing. "You must be related to them Patrick."
"I don't know how, my human last name was not Swan. It was Platt."
Everyone in the room suddenly froze. Patrick had never mention his last name before, not once, and just laughed off the idea that we could somehow be related. Alice had looked in her family line of Brandon to see if she could find an Patrick, but failed. I had even went online to the Swan family tree to see if there was anyone, and failed. We had wanted it to be a surprise to him, if it was true.
My eyes slowly moved up to meet Esme's, who was stuck, staring at the black-haired boy to my right. "What's wrong? Is that important? I haven't thought of my family in forever, I tried to forget it all. "
I tried to speak but I coughed, so I straightened up, and looked Patrick in the eyes. "That was Esme's maiden name."
"You've got to be kidding me. What the flying fuck? Are we all related?" He exclaimed, hands in the air.
"Oh my. Oh my goodness, Esme, your little brother. He came in with you when you were sixteen-" Carlisle stopped short, as Esme's leg's seemed to give way and she was suddenly sitting on the floor.
"N-No. My sister died when I was- when I was nine. In 1919."
"My first husband.. We moved, he made us move. I left him, though. In 1920, and I moved to Milwaukie, then again to Ashland. Then.. after.. in 1921 Carlisle turned me. When were you turned Patrick? I know you said the twenties but when, exactly? By who?"
"I was turned in 1928, I was eighteen. I was turned by a nomad, from which I don't wish to speak of. He is dead anyway. "
"Perhaps we should.." I got up, and grabbed Peter's hand, Alice, Emmett and Rosalie all following us.
We left the room, and went outside, several yards away from the house. We all stared at each other blankly for a few moments. Utterly speechless. "Does that mean-"
"We're related to Esmé? No clue. But all I know is, this shit's getting really freaky." I completely her sentence, and fell to the ground, staring up at the sky. "Can't we have a bit of normal? Just a bit. That's all I want."
Charlotte POV:
I bolted from the house as soon as everyone was off to school. I couldn't take being around Esmé for to long, lord only knew what would happen between us. I just couldn't take all the motherly affection she practically oozed. I hadn't really gotten a lay of the land anyway. This summer was to busy of forgetting things, and then when I came back, it was to make trying to have some friends. Instead of acting like a major bitch all the time.
I had failed, a little but nobody was perfect. I had spent the last hours running around the wilderness, and now I had just caught the scent of something very unfamiliar, and defiantly vampire. It didn't take me long to find him, glowing brightly under the hot sun. Staring at the sky, in the middle of a lake. My first thoughts should have been how much of a danger he could be, but they really were: fuck he's gorgeous. His shirt was off, and he wore blue jeans. Completely soaked, and completely oblivious to me staring at him as he hummed to himself.
I smiled. "Hey! Gorgeous! What's your name?" He sputtered, and flailed, leveling himself out in the water. He ran a hand through his hair, and smiled as he appraised me. My hair was down, and blowing slightly in the wind, and a hand was shielding my eyes from the sun, a human habit I hadn't shaken. I was wearing a red floral shirt, and blue jean shorts, and of course cowgirl boots.
"Riley." Then he ducked under the water, and swam towards me. Riley. My mind repeated, internally blushing, and flustered just by the sound of his voice. He was on the shore now, and I could fully appreciate his lack of a shirt. He grinned, lopsided and cocky. For a flash it reminded me of Peter, but in a good way, the way the didn't feel painful. Because this guy, was not Peter. For one his had was much shorter, and a sand colored blonde, nearly brown. He was young too, around eighteen no more than twenty, and clearly hadn't been a vampire for no more than a year.
It was how he smelled, a newness, and that hint of human still in his veins. "What's your name pretty girl?" He wasn't southern, more northern. A distant lack of an accent that had to be Oregon or Washington.
"I'm Charlotte. Charlotte Whitlock. Your young. How long ago were you turned Riley?"
"How can you tell?" He asked, frowning slightly.
"You smell new."
"I was turned around seven months ago." My eyebrows went up a bit, younger than I had thought. And a since of doom began to fill me... Seven months ago.. Seven months ago will killed James, and seven months ago we didn't catch Victoria. And Maria was coming, with an army of newborns.
"May I ask by who?" He smiled faltered, and he looked down. I took a uncountous step back, I could fight, but I didn't know if he was alone. My eyes flickered very quickly around us, to the trees, high and low. Then I smelled them. Jasper and Edward. I could hear them coming up from behind me.
"I'm sorry, but I can't answer that. How old are you, Charlotte Whitlock?" He eyes scanned over my arms, and my scars quickly before meeting my eyes.
"Tsk, tsk. Never ask a lady her age, but much older than you darlin. My brothers are about to come bursting through those woods. Now, you won't get hurt, but don't you run. I know newborns are very fight or flight, so don't make me tackle you. But I'm sorry, I really need to know who turned you. So please gorgeous, don't run. We can help you." Panic shot through his eyes, but he seemed to go rigid, locking all of his muscles.
"Whatever you say pretty girl." Jasper, and Edward came through the woods, and I raised a hand for them to not attack.
"We're taking him to the Cullen house, away from Bella. Don't hurt him, but don't let him run." Riley seemed to take notice of Jasper then, and his body jolted, and both boys flew over to him, taking each of his arms.
"Riley, calm down! It's okay, they won't hurt you." He breathed deeply and locked eyes with me. Then he suddenly went slack and his eyes went shut. "Did you have to knock him out Jasper? I could have handled it."
"He did seem responsive." Edward said gently.
"Whatever, but it would help if he didn't know the way to our house, if he doesn't already. May I also add, that this little newborn is highly likely to be Maria's? Oh, and also can I add that he extremely heavy. So let's get him back home." Edward pulled more of his weight, and both boys lifted Riley off the ground.
Bella POV:
Alice's phone suddenly rang as we all had suddenly found ourselves staring at the sky, and contemplating what was going on with Esmé and Patrick. "It's Jasper." Peter said, as Alice answered the phone.
"What? Oh my god. Okay, we're coming, we have our own news but it can wait till later. Okay. Be there soon." Alice ended the call, and let our a low wail.
"Did I just here that right?" Rosalie said.
"Yes. You did."
"Care to clue me in?" I asked, eyes closed due to the bright sun.
"Charlotte made a friend. Friend is a newborn. I'm staying here with Bella. Go tell Esmé and Carlisle, they should be the ones to talk to him. Carlisle is good at making speeches on how to be good anyway." Peter suddenly picked me up, and I gladly clung to him.
He sat me down on the shore of the lake, and sat beside me. "I really wish everything could be normal for you Bella. It's not good to be in a war zone like this, not like a human, and not even like a newborn. You should be born into this world peacefully, and happy. Not like I was or Jasper or Charlotte. I'm afraid that's what it's going to come to though. Isn't it?"
"Peter.. We've sort of knew that for a while now. We'll have forever to make it happy. I don't care how it starts, just how it ends. " I pulled off my shoes, socks, and then stood up. I pulled my tank top off of my head, then shimmied down my jeans. "But now, I just really want to swim."
"Nice undies. Haven't seen those before." I looked over my shoulder to seem him grinning fully, as he eyed my rear. Alice had finally persuaded me to look into racier underwear. They weren't really my thing, but I was glad the intended result was better than I imagined.