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"Follow me, darling," Esme stands up from her place on the armchair. She leads me up the stairs and turns to open the door to one of the rooms on the left side of the stairwell. I follow her in, placing my backpack and the trash bag of extra clothes on the floor next to the bed.

"This will be your room. I put clean sheets on the bed and the closet and dresser are all yours. If you need anything else, please just let me know."

"Yes, ma'am, thank you."

"None of that, as Carlisle said, call me Esme."

I nod and we just stand there awkwardly.

"Alright, well I'll leave you to it. We'll eat dinner around 6:30, but if you want a snack or anything help yourself."

"Thank you," I whisper. She leaves and closes the door behind her.

This room is fucking huge. There's no way this whole space is all for me. Am I supposed to share the bed? I go to the closet and the dresser, there aren't any clothes or anything, so I assume I get this whole space. Weird.

It feels so open and I'm kind of uncomfortable just standing here in this fucking giantic room all by myself. This is the biggest bedroom I've ever stood in, let alone having it as my own bedroom.

"Can you stop!"

"You're so annoying!"

"Oh my God, do you ever shut up?"

There's screaming coming from outside the hall. Quietly, I slowly open the door a crack and peak outside to see what all the commotion is about. Someone is playing the piano from downstairs and everyone else seems mad about it.

I don't care about that shit. The music wasn't bothering me anyways, best not to get involved.

Instead, I open the top drawer of the dresser and fold all my clothes into the one drawer. All of my earthly belongings fit onto the one shelf….

"Hey! Bella!" a deep, bellowing voice shouts from the other side of the door. "Come out here, we're gonna go play baseball, come with!"

Jesus do these people always fucking shout? Can't anyone just fucking wait a second?

I open my door to a towering Emmett with a dimpled smile. I take a step back, freaked out by the size of his frame and his closeness. This family is fucking weird. "Come on, little sis, the rest of us are going to the field, if you wanna come."

"It's fucking raining," I respond, slightly confused about why I would want to go out in the fucking rain to play a dumb game of baseball. I mean really, who even plays baseball?

"Yeah! That's what makes it fun!"

"Ok...I guess I'll come." I mean it's not like I have anything fucking better to be doing.

"Sweet!" He grins at me before fucking screaming at the ceiling, "Rosie! Bella's coming with us too!"

"Jesus fuck, do you always yell so fucking loud? I'll be deaf by dinner."

"Do you always swear so much?"

I don't dignify that with a response, instead pushing my way past him to go put my shoes on.

"Here, Bella, I wasn't sure if you had a raincoat, so I figured you could borrow one of mine." Rosalie hands me the jacket and walks away. She's about four inches taller than me and has way bigger boobs, so the coat doesn't fit me at all, but I really appreciate Rosalie giving me her shit, saving me the embarrassment of having to ask.

Not two seconds later, Alice comes sprinting down the stairs, seemingly recaffeinated and ready for some soggy outdoor sports. At the same time, Japer appears out of nowhere. I really don't understand him. Like I can't tell if he's like actually just a calm fucking guy or if he's going to go all batshit crazy. I feel like I should be able to fucking tell, so I'm a little weary of him.

Then the music stops and Edward walks around the corner. His facial expression and general external demeanor matches my internal annoyance to be about to play baseball in the middle of a rainstorm.

Emmett leads us all like a fucking parade grand marshal throught the woods. Alice walks by me to the field, leaving about four feet of space between us. She says, "I'm sorry about earlier. I didn't mean to freak you out."

"It's all good. I just don't like people touching me." She looks like she's about to fucking start crying again.

"Really?! I'm so sorry. I'll never touch you again! I've just been so excited to have another sister. I mean Rose is an awesome big sister, but she's like four years older than me, so we don't really have that much in common or whatever." I'm quickly gathering that Alice has no filter and every time she opens her mouth it's more of a word vomit than anything else.

"Yeah, seriously, don't worry about it." I look over at her, giving her a small smile. "How long have you lived with Carlisle and Emse?"

"I mean I've been here as long as I can remember. Mom and Dad adopted me when I was in preschool, so like since I was four or something like that."

Fucking figures. All the kids can't have the same story, at least one of them will know what it's like.

"That must be nice. Are all of you adopted then?"

"Edward is actually Dad's biological son, but other than him we were all adopted. I was first, then Rosalie, then Emmett, then Jasper. Rosalie came to live with us when she was nine, she was probably the worst foster kid ever. She never listened and she always would sneak out or steal money and stuff."

So Rosalie went through some tough shit. Even if she was just a kid when it happened, no one whose past is fucking sunbeams and rainbows just tests foster parents like that.

"Don't worry though, she doesn't steal or do any of that anymore."

I laugh, of course she doesn't. She's not a scared kid anymore pushing the boundaries to how much Carlisle and Esme are willing to put up with.

"Yeah, I mean that's what I figured. How'd your mom and dad deal with that? Sounds like she put you guys through it."

Alice pauses for the first time since I've met her. We just keep walking in silence. "Mom and Dad have always loved Rose, even when she first came here. They decided to adopt her after like three months. We just get through things together, you know, as a family."

Either she doesn't understand my question or she's avoiding giving me the answer I actually want because there's more happening here. She can't be that fucking naive...right?

"I call Jazz on my team!" Emmett shouts. Apparently we're here, like a gaggle of drenched fucking rats ready to play.

"Hey!" Rosalie shoves Emmett indignantly.

"Sorry, babe, you know Jazz runs faster."

Wait. Babe?