"Sweet heart, WAKE UP!"
I opened my eyes and looked up. Mom was sitting on top of my back, screaming in my ear. Even though I wasn't freakishly buff looking like Jacob, I was just as strong. So my 110 pound mother sitting on top of me, felt like a piece of paper that someone just placed on my back.
When she saw my eyes open, she slid off my back. "What time is it?" I asked.
Mom glanced at her watch. "Hmm... about 7:30..."
"In the morning!" I asked frantically.
"No, no, Sweetie. I got back from Port Angles about an hour ago. I noticed you and Jacob didn't eat anything so I thought you should get up and eat some dinner," she said.
"Is Jake up then?"
"No. I woke you up first 'cause you're a lighter sleeper. I can wake you if I try hard enough, but he's impossible. I thought you'd have better luck with it," she smiled and walked out of my room.
I got up and stretched my arms. Then I walked across the hall to Jacob's room. I yelled, "Jake, get up!" He didn't respond., so I grabbed his shoulder and shook it as hard as I could. If he was normal, it would've woken him up, and broke his arm in several places. A smile crept across my face as I got an idea.
I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bucket from under the sink and I filled it halfway with ice cubes. Then, I filled it with freezing cold water from the sink. Mom kept draining the spaghetti noodles, pretending not to notice me. Then I walked to the edge of Jacob's bed and dumped the bucket out on him.
Everything seemed to go really fast. He screamed and jumped up, and I was laughing my head off. Jacob yelled and punched my arm so hard, I actually stumbled back a step. Mom apparently had followed me, and now stood in the doorway, laughing along. I couldn't help but think that if she had done that, she'd still be flying backwards. Jacob started shaking the front of his shirt, getting the ice cubes out of it. He didn't seem angry anymore, though.
He smiled as he took off his shirt lightning fast and flung it at my head. I didn't duck in time, and it hit me in the face. I laughed as I peeled the shirt off my face and tossed it on the carpet.
We all went into the kitchen, and to my amazement, I saw that Mom had made enough spaghetti and meatballs to feed a small country. Mom only ate one plate, but Jacob and I ate the rest. After we were full, Mom made me try on the clothes she had bought me. They were all beautiful and made to be worn in the warmest of weather. She also got Jacob some tee-shirts and cut-off jeans.
After about an hour, Mom wished us luck on whatever it was on the agenda tonight and went to bed. Since we had slept all day, Jacob and I decided to stay up until we had to leave. He started telling me stories about his old pack. Mostly they were about the three that imprinted: Sam, Jared, and Quil. I asked him if he had ever imprinted, but he never gave me a direct answer. All he said was that my great-grandmother died a long time ago. But he wouldn't elaborate.
Before we knew it, the little grandmother clock in the kitchen chimed midnight. We walked outside to where the other two were waiting. I walked in one direction into the trees, and the boys went the other. I undressed and folded my clothes neatly and phased. If we didn't have much time, or we were needed immediately, I don't think I'd have a problem changing in front of the guys. Were so close, it wouldn't matter much. It must be the same way with the guys too. They didn't have a problem changing in front Parker anyways, and he was gay.
I picked up my clothes in my mouth and caught up with the boys, who had already started running south towards the field next to the Cullen's Mansion. Thanks for waiting, I thought to them.
Your welcome!, Shane thought. Shane's fur was black with a few white patches. Parker's fur was a blondish, yellow. Jacob had reddish-brown fur that reminded me of rust on metal. My fur is a silver color, and I'm the only one with green eyes. They all have black eyes.
When were wolves, we share each others minds. Nothing that we think about is secret. Parker was looking at me while we ran, In the dark you look like a ghost, he thought.
Jacob looked back, You do. We all stopped and I could hear voices up ahead. Then the smell hit me, sweet and stinging.
Why'd we stop? I asked.
Shh! Jake thought. The voices died down and then, only one began to talk.
"There is four of them. One of whom is Jacob," he said. Jacob raised his head and led us into the clearing. I followed him, Shane followed me and Parker followed him. When I stepped past the trees, I almost tripped over my own front paws.
Their faces shocked me, I hadn't expected them to be so beautiful! There was ten of them: four females and six males. Shane was thinking about how beautiful one female was, Parker seemed to be transfixed on the males. Jacob seemed calm, but something in his mind told me he was uneasy about the one who had spoke before. It wasn't hate, it was more like a faint dislike.
I realized should have been wigging out right then, but then I remembered one of the vampires' power to control emotions. As I looked at all four of our minds, I noticed how calm we all felt. It was a little unsettling.
Hello Cullens, Jacob thought.
"Hello Cullens," one of the vampires said in a flat tone.
I looked at him with confusion, Is he translating for us? I thought.
"Yes, I am translating for you," the same vampire answered my thoughts. Then I remembered another power of theirs, one had mind-reading. I think another one could see the future.
We would like the chance to phase into our human forms, If you'll excuse us. The vampire translated and one who seemed to be the leader nodded his head and smiled. Jacob led us back into the trees, and I started off in a different direction. I dropped my clothes which I had been carrying in my mouth, phased, changed, and headed back to the clearing. Jacob and the boys emerged at the same second and we assumed the same positions as before.
"I see your coven has grown Carlisle," Jacob said, his cool mask on. I noticed his eyes flick to a female standing close to the mind-reader. I don't think anyone else in the clearing noticed but me.
"Yes, it has," Carlisle smiled. "Why don't you go first?"
Jacob nodded. "This is my pack: Shane, Parker, and my granddaughter Izzy." The female Jacob had looked at shifted her stance a little bit.
"These are our new members, Calvin," a boy who couldn't be any older than 14, stepped forward. "Bella," he motioned towards the female from before. She smiled at us, but Jacob ignored her now. "and this is Oliver..." when he turned around and looked at the male standing behind him, Carlisle's face clouded a little. He turned back to us, and I still didn't get a look at the male's face. The rest of the vampires stepped forward and introduced themselves.
After the introductions, I saw the mind-reader, Edward, shoot a lightning fast glance at the male in the back. He leaned over to Carlisle and spoke odd, fast words that I couldn't understand. "Um... Edward and Oliver have some things to attend to," Carlisle said.
"Please excuse us," Edward said as he turned and grabbed Oliver's arm. When he tugged him in the direction of their mansion, I saw Oliver's face. His breath-takingly beautiful face was twisted in an agonized expression, staring straight at me. The first second I saw his face though...
I felt the world move.
Edward had to half lead, half drag Oliver away from the clearing. Are you serious?! This can't be right at all! he thought. But it was right, there was no mistake.
I need her Edward! Let me go! I can't stand it, I promise, she'll be the last one, ever! Oliver's mind screamed in agony at him. Edward recognized the same thoughts that he had had himself, all those years ago. Oliver struggled against him, biting down on his own lip, trying not to make a sound. Please Edward? I can do it quietly, I swear! No one would ever have to know, our little secret... Edward heard Oliver's plans of how to off the werewolf girl. Stealing her in her sleep, werewolves are heavy sleepers anyways, taking her very far away, maybe California, going to a quiet spot in the woods, dog-girl still sleeping, and...
"Oliver just stop," Edward halted his adopted brother's planning. "It'll just lead to complications. You'll feel better when we get farther away." As they ran, Oliver's thoughts calmed down, and his brain started running logically again. Edward noticed that now though, there was a small whispering in Oliver's thoughts, a craving that would take months to master over.
"Whoa, what the hell was that?!" Oliver yelled. "Edward, what is this?!" Edward remembered the girl, Izzy's, thoughts when she had seen Oliver's face. He compared them to stories that he had heard a long time ago. This could get interesting, he thought.
"Earth to Edward!" Oliver shouted. "What did that dog do to me?!" Edward smiled. Oliver always lost his temper when he didn't understand something. "Will you stop daydreaming and answer me?!"
"Oliver, have I ever told you how I met Bella?..."
We walked back into the trees after the important issues had been discussed
We walked back into the trees after the important issues had been discussed. The boys started to walk away when I spoke up, "Wait." They turned to face me. "Can someone give me a ride back?" They exchanged looks of confusion.
"Why?" Parker asked.
"Well...um...I've got some private thoughts running through my head right now..."
"We've shared private thoughts before," Shane argued.
"Um...but these are..." I thought fast, "Lady problems." They all went silent and Shane blushed, obviously annoyed at himself for pestering. I decided to remember that excuse for later.
"Oh...uh...Okay," Jacob stuttered, rubbing the back of his neck. "Just wait here a second." I sat on a fallen log, marveling my brilliant lie, while the boys went off and phased. A few minutes later, three giant wolves appeared. Jacob walked up and laid down in front of me. I swung one leg over to his other side. He slowly stood and I gripped his fur and found my balance. I felt his warm fur underneath me as he ran, the cool wind whistling past my skin. I stayed low, to duck from any low branches that could knock me off.
Thoughts ran through my head, and I was grateful to not have to suffer the embarrassment of transmitting the thoughts to the three of them. We reached the reservation and Jake headed towards our house. He laid down again in front of our house. I hopped up and headed up the front steps, and halfway up, Jacob barked to get my attention. I turned and Jake gave a little growl and a look that said, "I'm on to you."
I groaned and finished climbing back up the stairs. Jacob ran back into the woods; he had watch tonight. Somehow, he saw past my lie. It was fool-proof! I opened the door and stepped inside. Mom was sleeping on the couch with the T.V. turned on. She must've woken up after we left and tried to wait up for us.
I turned off the T.V. and walked over to the couch. If she slept there, her back would hurt in the morning, so I picked her up and carried her to her bedroom. I pulled back the blankets and tucked her in, feeling like our roles had been reversed. I turned off the lights and walked into my own bedroom. I didn't pull my own covers back though. I just collapsed on top of it all and buried my face in my pillow. I started to cry, warm tears spotted my pillow and I tried to muffle my sobs.
Damn him. I hate Oliver Cullen!