Ok, again I am so so so so so so so sorry it takes me so long to update, but I have a really hard time focusing, and school is ending so there's a lot happening, and then the fact that riding is my focus and writing kind of just gets pushed to when I have time.

Disclaimer: I in no way own Twilight, and anything recognizable belongs to Stephanie Meyer. I do, however, own the plot, and Alex. Enjoy :)

The door opened without so much as a creak, but a woman was behind it instantly, hugging Doctor Cullen, and looking at me with the same smile my momma used to have. The smile that said she actually cared.

"Hello, I'm Esme, and that means that you must be Alexa," She introduced and then proceeded to pull me into a hug.

"Alex, and it's nice to meet you Esme," I greeted in a friendly tone, finding it hard to feel anything but comforted in her presence.

"Alex, got it. Carlisle here was telling me how you defied all odds and survived the crash, but were alone, so I instantly suggested helping you, and it looks like I made the right choice." She smiled brightly and pulled me through the door, most likely towards my new family. As we rounded a corner the living room came into view and eight people could be seen perched around the room. I was, however, taken aback, as they were all drop dead freaking gorgeous! My eyes must have shown the shock I felt, and Esme wrapped her arms around my shoulder, instantly calming me with that motherly aura. A small, pixie-like girl came running up and pulled me into a tight hug. I hugged her back, but was shocked at her boldness towards a stranger, I mean, I know I'm bold, but I'm also a bitch and have a shorter fuse than dynamite.

"Hi! I'm Alice, is there anything I can do for you?" She introduce and asked in a voice so fast I almost missed it but, thankfully, the animal in me had sharper senses.

"Well hi, I'm Alex, and if its not to much trouble I'm in desperate need of a shower and clean clothes." I asked in as excided of a voice I could muster. She nodded, and dragged me up the extravagant staircase and into a room decorated in hues of light yellow and ebony brown. The bathroom I was shoved into was equally extravagant, and the shower felt amazing, seeing as it had now been almost a week since I had last bathed. After a long, hot shower, I was relaxed and stepped out, dried off, and walked back into the bedroom. Alice was nowhere to be seen, that is until a shirt flew out of the closet, almost hitting me in the face.

"Alice, what are you doing?" I asked, apprehensively approaching the closet and peering in. The place was huge, easily the size of my old bedroom, and it seemed the pixie was neck deep in clothing. She peered out from the rack and smiled a big, glittering smile.

"Looking through my cloths for you," and she went back on the hunt. I pulled at her elbow and dragged her away from a crisp white garment bag, and at that she pouted slightly.

"Alice," I started as if talking to a five year old, "Did it ever occur to you that I'm almost a foot taller than you, and my boobs are a fairly large D, when yours look like they barley fit a B?" She looked confused for a second and then, almost like someone had flipped a switch, called Rosalie up because, 'she is slightly taller than me, and probably my size,' her words not mine.


In the end I settled into a little red sundress, and kept my feet bare. We were now sitting on the couch and chairs and I was about to spill my biggest secrets to them, but everyone looked relaxed. But I wasn't. I was going crazy and pacing a hole in their floor.

"Ok, you said there were two very important thing to tell us?" The one I believed to be Edward asked. I nodded and rung my hands together nervously.

"Well, and I'm only doing this because for some reason I trust you, but have you ever heard of shape shifters?" They were all still as statues, but no one seemed taken aback, and that surprised me. Finally, a burly Native American nodded his head and looked at me curiously, as if asking, 'yes but why are you asking us this?'

"Well," my pacing doubled ten-fold, "I'm kind of... well... I'm one of them. I can, I can turn into a cat... a cat of any kind, or a wolf." Looking around they were all shocked again, however, nobody looked scared, or disgusted, or even mad. But they should be. I continued pacing, but now all of my senses were on high alert, and I could feel my pupils starting to split, teeth sharpen, and nails curve slightly into the early stages of claws. The only changes that would be noticeable to a human were the cat eye, but the rest meant that I could phase on a hair trigger. That's a bad thing. It means that something surprised me enough, I would be a giant ass tiger! Once again a bad thing. Esme stood and came over to me, taking my hands and pressing them together at the palms, but I kept my eyes glued to my shoes.

"Sweetie, does anyone else know about this?" She whispered, but looked really concerned. I shook my head no and slowly lowered into a big leather armchair. Everything looked brand new, and I was honestly afraid to touch something; in fear it would brake, or stain, or hell, for all I know it'll melt! Looking around, it seemed nobody knew where to go from here. That is, until the big one- Emmett I'm guessing- got up, ran over, and gave me a giant bear hug.

"Aghhh!" I squealed while being twirled in a circle, feet still dangling a foot of the ground, and that's hard to do, what, with me being 5'11" and all.

"Emmett, put her down! We still have to tell her ours!" Rosalie, hissed from her place on the couch, looking rather murderous towards Emmett, however when her eyes flickered to me they showed emotion. It almost looked like sympathy.

"Tell me your what?" I asked cautiously, settling back into the chair and keeping a very close eye on Emmett. They were all slightly uneasy again, but one can only imagine why. They still hadn't seen my eyes yet, so I wasn't sure what to expect, but they were almost back to normal by now, thanks to the stress release. Finally Carlisle (I decided to call him that because it would be weird to be referring to Dr. Cullen for the rest of my existence) (AN: She stopped aging with her first shift at 14 but its not the same as the Quileute phases.) from his armchair and assumed my role of pacing, looking up every once and a while at me and Esme, who had perched herself on the arm of my chair.

"Well, thank you for sharing that with us," He started looking very nervous, "However you are not the only one with a secret." I looked at him shocked- Was this house stolen? Were they murderers? At this point the only thing that would bother me is becoming a science experiment like with my father. But, being me, I had to keep the situation light and humorous. It's just who I am.

"What, your family is a bunch of vampires, or werewolves? Ha! There really isn't much you could say to surprise me," I was still chuckling and everybody looked at me with wide eyes. I stared back curiously, asking with my eyes what they were shocked about.

"You... You've kind of just guessed what our family consists of!" Edward spoke in a breathy voice, still very much in shock. I stiffened and leaned back in my seat, looking at my chances of survival from a strategic point of view. With my shifting I could probably take ten down, as long as they were inexperienced, but not ten at once. I gasped when my brain finally registered that they were being hospitable, when a normal vamp would just kill me.

"But that means you guys drink..." I know, such a genius comment when I might have to fight for my life.

"Yes but no dear," Esme was still sitting there, looking fearful. But why?

"What do you mean, you drink blood but you don't?" She stared at me sadly, most likely disappointed with my response to them being blood drinkers.

"Well, we drink only the blood of animals, and Jacob is a shapeshifter wolf," Carlisle came over and took my hand in his, and who was this Seth person, "You don't have to stay here if it's not right in your mind, but it would mean the world to our entire family if you did." I smiled at his words and it was pure and honest- no faking with these people. Or vampires, but it didn't matter anymore; they seemed genuinely honest and safe. And them not eating people was a very big plus in my book.

"I think I'm gonna stay, Carlisle?" He chuckled and tension visibly left his shoulders and neck. I too started giggling and a feeling I had never had came over me. I got butterflies!

"Now, can we do some formal introductions and I can get to know all of you a little better?" They all nodded and straightened up in their seats.

"As you know from Alice's mental lapse upstairs, I'm Rosalie." I grinned and already loved her as a sister. Emmett was -of course- next to go.

"Hi! I'm Emmett and I'm gonna be the bestest big brother ever!" Again he ran up again -though much faster now- and gave me a bone crushing hug. I returned it with some supernatural strength and he seemed surprised. A petite brunette introduced herself next, shifting closer to Edward in the process.

"I'm Bella and if you let me I'll protect you from the crazy around here," she laughed and then sighed dramatically when I shook my head vigorously and spun my fingers around my head; indicating I was insane. "She better not be another Emmett," I heard Bella murmur as I turned to Edward.

"Hello, I'm Edward, and it's lovely to meet you," he gave a small smile and snaked his arm around Bella. Ah, that means that they are mated.

"Jasper ma'am," a tall blonde by Alice nodded. His chest wasn't moving, meaning he wasn't breathing. The scars on the neck and wrists were bites, so I'm guessing he was in his fair share of fights. Apparently Alice needed to talk again because as soon as my body started turning to the next pair seated on the love seat her mouth started moving a mile a minute.

"Well of course you know I'm Alice, and I hope you love shopping because you're a very beautiful girl and it'll be so much fun to dress you up! Oh I hope you look good in the color pink! And maybe later we can go sho-" and that's where I cut her off.

"Alice! First of all I do like to shop, second, thank you very much, third, I do not look good in the color pink and never will. Black, white, and grey colors are my preferred palate." She looked excited, smug, disappointed, annoyed, and disgusted all at the same time.

"But why won't you try pink?! It could be cute! And seriously, those colors?" She looked like I had kicked her puppy, and was pouting like it too. It was adorable, but not enough to make me give in.

"I will not try pink, nor will I ever, it would not look cute, and you can do a lot with those colors," I tried explaining but she looked too shocked to comprehend.

"Well Alice," Emmett was grinning ear to ear, "it looks like you finally met someone who can withstand your puppy dog face." I looked to the Native guy for help, and he seemed to get the message, because he introduced himself right away.

"I'm Jacob, and I'm the shifter Carlisle mentioned before." I smiled a bit and looked to the redhead at his side.

"I'm Renesmee, and we can be good friends. I hope. As long as these nut cases don't corrupt you." A slightly evil laugh came out of my mouth, and Renesmee looked annoyed. She probably knew just by that laugh that it was way too late to save me.

"Well it's very nice to formally meet you all. How about we get to know each other better and I can tell you my story." They nodded and looked pretty eager."

I had a family again.