So sorry I haven't updated in a long time. I hope you like it. thanks.
Ashlyn POV
Christmas passed and now we're in the new house in Andover, Michigan. We're going to school at the Philips Academy. Carlisle is a doctor at the school hence how we got in. however our story was hard to figure out, but when Renesmee and I put our heads together we made a great story and the adults agreed.
Carlisle- new last name is Brandon (Alice's real last name). Doctor at Lawrence General Hospital. Took in Rosalie, Jasper, and Shane when his brother died of Cancer.(brothers wife left and never came back).Already had a seven year old daughter of his own Ashlyn. Jasper and Rosalie were nine and Shane seven. Was a foster father to Edward, Shane, and Jacob before adopting them three years ago with his wife Esme.
Esme- last name before marrying Carlisle was Platt, now she is Esme Brandon. . Took in Emmett when his parents (Esme's best friends from high school and college) died in a car accident when Emmett was eight. Took in Bella, Renesmee, and Alice when parents (Esme's sister and brother in law) fought too much and were going to be taken away by child services when they were three. Was a foster mother to Edward, and Jacob since they were eleven and adopted them three years ago with husband Carlisle.
Esme met Carlisle at the University of Colorado at Boulder. Esme was majoring in Architecture and minor design studies. Carlisle was majoring in Pre-professional studies (Health and Law). When they graduated Esme stayed in Colorado keeping in touch with Carlisle who moved to New York to go to Cornell University to get his doctorates (Carlisle and Esme are twenty two). He met someone and Ashlyn came into the world. In Colorado where Esme lived she soon ended up taking in her nieces Alice and Bella and the adopting them. Her career was going off to a great start and after four years she took in Emmett and Renesmee whose parent died. Carlisle came to the funeral where he found Esme with two children and his friend's son and daughter. Their relationship rekindled and after a year they considered themselves a long distance couple.
Within the next year Carlisle's sister in law left and gave full custody to her husband. Carlisle's brother died within the year losing his battle with cancer (had a brain tumor), making Carlisle take in his Nine year old nephew Jasper and niece Rosalie and his seven year old nephew Shane. Esme fully supported Carlisle decision and his nephew and niece already knew she was moving in since before their father died. Esme moved in with Carlisle three months after his brother's death. She had already been living in New York for the three months prior so that the children could get to know each other. A year later when they were twenty eight they got married. After getting married Esme soon found out she couldn't have kids. But she was okay seeing as she technically had eight that all called her mom. the next year when they were twenty nine, Emmett, Jasper and Rosalie being 12 and Alice and Bella being eleven and Ashlyn, Shane and Renesmee being ten; Carlisle and Esme decide to be foster parents to step brothers Edward Swan 11 and Jacob Clearwater being ten 10. The kids got older and grew accustomed to each other. Carlisle and Esme decide to adopt Edward and Jacob. Edward 14 and Jacob 13.
Now two years later Edward and Bella are dating, Alice and jasper are dating, and Emmett and Rose are dating. Ashlyn, Renesmee, Shane and Jake are the only ones not dating, but Jake and Renesmee obviously do like each other. Emmett, Rose, and Jasper are seventeen (juniors), Alice, Bella, and Edward (sophomores), and Renesmee, Ashlyn, Shane and Jake (freshmen).
It was a really thought out story and we had all of this planned so they can be at least in there very early thirties or really late twenties when we moved here. The family really liked our story so they used it. We all had it memorized and what not of course my last name is Brandon because I "am" Carlisle's daughter. But Dad, Uncle Edward and Jacob are all Brandon too. So, I'm not on my own. I looked in the mirror and made sure that I looked okay in my dress, jacket, boots and beret. I look good.
I walked downstairs and dad saw me. He didn't look happy. He looked at me then to Renesmee. Renesmee was in jeans and a red blouse. "Dad, it's not like I'm actually going to school with you. Until we find out how to control this godforsaken gift I have to be homeschooled." He looked at me and smiled.
"Emmett stop smiling," mom said. I ate breakfast and then watched everyone leave for school. I have to be the one to stay here.
"Oh sweetie I'm sorry, maybe next school year," she said and I nodded. I walked to my room and turned on my laptop. I started to do my freshman school work immediately. I was two hours into doing my work, reading the books I had too and what not when I realized I miss someone. No not my mom, not my dad, but I miss the sometimes annoying yet lovely presence of Shane. This is so not fair!
I did the rest of my work being bored out of my mind. It was twelve thirty in the afternoon when I was done. I walked down the stairs and saw Esme.
"What's wrong Ashlyn?" she asked. I just shrugged.
"I'm done with the work. I can do tomorrow's work," I said, but she shook her head. "I'm bored."
"Well what do you want to do?" she asked me and I shrugged. "Okay what does your mom not let you do?" she asked. I looked at her and raised an eyebrow.
"Everything," I said, "She doesn't let me ride my bike for more than thirty minutes, I can't ice skate because it's too dangerous, gymnastics, swordsmanship, fencing…most of all I can't ride a horse," I said. She looked at me.
"Anything else?" she said. I thought for a moment.
"Climb trees, ride a skateboard, go karts she doesn't trust me, rock climbing, sometimes even cooking," I said. "She thinks everything is too dangerous for me."
"Which one of those do you really want to do?" she asked.
"Horses, I want a horse, I want to ride one," I said and she looked at me and smiled.
"I thought you would choose that one…come with me," she said. I walked with her to grandpa's office. Grandma got on the computer. "See this," she said. I looked at the computer.
"What is it?" I asked.
"That is a horse riding school," she said.
"But it's like right next to us," I said and she nodded.
"It's only a mile and half or so away," grandma Esme stated. "You want to see it?" she asked.
"Yeah, but I can't go to it…Mom won't be happy," I said.
"I'll deal with your mom," she said.
We walked out of the house and into the car. We drove out of our personal driveway. Turned right on Harold Parker road then left on Middleton road which turns into Salem Street. We then made a right onto Jenkins road which turns into Boston Street and then a right onto Windkist Farm road. We followed Windkist all the way down and then stopped us were in front of the office and stables. We got out of the car. I looked around the place and saw all the horses. People stopped to look at us and Esme and I just walked to the office. A woman was on the phone. We walked back outside and waited patiently.
"Go ahead and look around," Grandma said. I nodded and looked around. I walked into the stables and smiled. I walked up to a horse and began to pet it. I loved horses my mom doesn't understand why but my dad say's he does. He doesn't know how he understands though. He just does.
"Well all of our horses are taken right now, do you own a horse?" I turned around and saw Esme.
"Were looking," Esme said. She came up to me and pet the horse as well.
"That's Tristan. We only have at the most three riders per horse. If you own your own horse though no one else but the owner rides it," the lady said. Esme nodded. We walked around and then after they traded each other contact cards we left.
"That was awesome," I said in the car. Grandma smiled and we got home. Grandma and I started to cook some lunch and then I ate. The horses were all awesome. I really liked the first one Tristan, but this is probably the first and last time I will ever touch a horse.
Shane POV
I was walking through the halls of school bored out of my mind. This was nerve-racking and dangerous. Other boys just looked at me like they can beat me up, while girls looked at me like I was there dream. I mean come on get real. This is supposed to be a private school you'd think they'd have strict codes or something but they don't. I walked out my class and went to my locker which was close to Renesmee's. I put my things in it and felt a presence behind me. I looked over my shoulder and saw my dad and mom.
"How was class?" Mom asked as we got in line in the cafeteria.
"Boring. Ashlyn should be here. She's probably bored out of her mind," I said. Mom sighed and grabbed a salad. Dad grabbed chips and a drink. I grabbed a sandwich. Dad paid and we sat down.
"I'm sure your grandmother is occupying her," mom said and I shrugged. Renesmee was talking animatedly about her classes and I only added a bit here and there. We had two of our four mourning classes together. When I finished eating we just talked amongst ourselves. I don't like this.
The bell soon rang and I had my three other classes of the day. I had English, Science, and then music class. They were all boring except for music. In English we were going to read the Adventures of Huckleberry Finn which I already read. This year was going to be boring. Super boring. Music is going to be a little easy for me and so is English. Science I can get Ashlyn to help me with even though I'm good at that too. I looked at the clock just as the final bell rang and got in the car. Mom drove while dad asked me questions. When we got home we got out of the car. It was quiet. We heard laughing. We walked in and Ashlyn was with Grandma. They were playing video games.
"No, to shoot you press x and lower your character you press o," Ashlyn said. so she was teaching grandma how to play. Ashlyn paused the game and hugged mom.
"What happened to it?" Grandma asked.
"I paused the game. Your children are here," Ashlyn said. Uncle Edward laughed and grandma came and hugged everyone.
"So how was school?" Ashlyn asked.
"Boring, without you," I said and she smiled.
"Was it just as boring here?" I asked.
"At first but after Grandma and I did things together," she said and I nodded.
"Thinks like what?" mom asked.
"We painted," Ashlyn said happily. She grabbed mom's hand and dragged her up the stairs. "Come on, mom look what I painted." Ashlyn whined. Mom started to walk with Ashlyn.
"Sounds more fun here than it is at school…Can I be home schooled?" I asked.
"Sorry bud," dad said. I looked around the house and then turned on the game.
"Come on grandma, I'll finish where Ashlyn left off," I said. She nodded and sat down. After a few games she got the hand of it but she still didn't understand the point of the paintball game. I turned it off and started homework while Grandma made something to eat.
"Where's Ashlyn?" I asked when I saw mom.
"Asleep, she went out like a light," mom said surprised.
"I wouldn't be too surprised; we went out after she finished her work at around one. I took her a gym for teenagers and kids. They had climbing rope walls, rock climbing, a pool, gymnastics gym, and other stuff. Don't worry I watched her like a hawk," Grandma said.
"She finished at one?" mom asked. Grandma shook her head.
"No she finished around twelve thirty. She wanted to do her work for tomorrow but I wouldn't let her," Grandma said. Mom nodded and looked up the stairs.
So Ashlyn really only had fun because she wasn't at the house for the rest of the time. Home schooling is so much more fun. Regular school sucks.