Sorry about the cliff hanger in the last chapter, that wasn't nice (as many of you pointed out) but here's the next chapter, enjoy!
I don't own anything except Caddy, Matt, his mom, Chris, and Mike- Stephenie Meyer owns everything else.
Caddy's POV
"Whoa calm down!" Jasper exclaimed as stomped into the living room,
I just shook my head and growled at him.
"What's going on?" asked Rosalie dancing down the stairs.
I lifted up the chair closest to the TV then slammed it back down, discouraged.
"I can't find my ipod." I grumbled.
"Doesn't mean you have to take it out on the furniture." joked Emmet. I wanted to scream, this was not the least bit funny.
"Oh you know how obsessed she is with her music, just like Edward." that was Alice slipping into the room with a grin on her face.
Hmmm, maybe Dad stole it?
"Alice do you know where my parents went?"
"Uh, I think they went to the meadow." she answered.
"Oh." I answered looking down to hide my blush, I didn't want to think of what my parents were currently doing in their meadow.
shudder
"Any idea when they'll be back?" I asked hopefully.
Alice stared of into space with a concentrated look on her face, abruptly her whole body tensed and her expression turned serious. It was taking longer than it should have simply to see when my parents would return.
Then she snapped out of it, and Jasper was at her side in a flash steadying her around the waist before she could crumple to the floor.
"Alice what's wrong?" he asked in a concerned tone.
"They'll be back very soon, they are...bringing someone." she answered in a slightly ominous voice barely above a whisper.
The gentle hum of an engine pulling into the garage made us all jump (not an easy thing to do).
Seconds later a swift knock on the door, it was mom.
"Hey mom what's up? Alice saw..." I let the thought drift off after I realized who was standing behind her, Matt.
The boy from homeroom!? What the hell was he doing here?
"Um- Caddy's little friend from school sort of, well, stumbled upon us in the meadow."
I gasped as she told this to everyone, my cheeks rapidly turning a dark shade of red.
"Mom, you guys weren't...you know...were you?" I stuttered mortified.
Dad appeared at Mom's side in an instant, "No it was nothing like that!" he snapped.
"Then what..?"
"We're kind of supposed to be brother and sister." Mom said too low and too fast for Matt to catch.
"We're also supposed to human." Rosalie said curtly so fast her lip barely even twitched.
Then I remembered how I had greeted my mother at the door, "Hey momwhat's up?"
I was fifteen, my parents- who were really a hundred and twenty something and thirty-three- looked seventeen!
"You were going to tell him?" Alice's voice rang from the other side of the room, I hadn't even realized that she had seen something but the dazed and worried look on her face proved it.
"Well Alice what other option do we have?" my mom asked desperately.
"Would you believe we're circus people?" Emmet asked Matt rather seriously.
Matt shook his head slowly. "Can someone please tell me what's going on?" he asked.
"Well, we're vampires."
xoxoxox
"He doesn't believe us, he thinks we're lunatics." said Dad quietly staring at Matt.
"Of course he doesn't believe us." Rosalie hissed, she was still angry at mom for bringing a human home.
"Wait, how did you know what I was thinking? I didn't say that out loud did I?" Matt asked looking worried, he clearly didn't like the idea of what might happen to him if he called a bunch of wackos lunatics.
"Edward can read minds." said Emmet, "It actually gets pretty annoying. Go ahead, think anything, Edward will tell you what it was."
Matt raised his eyes in disbelief.
"Maybe Grant was right?" asked Dad, "Who's Grant?"
Matt jumped about a mile in the air, "How did you know that!?" he practically screamed.
"We just told you, mind reader!" exclaimed Emmet.
"Wait wasn't Grant the name of one of the werewolves?" asked mom at vampire speed, Matt had no hope of understanding.
"Yeah that does sound familiar." added Jasper.
"Where do you live?" I asked Matt, "La Push." he answered uncertainly, it sounded like a question.
"Well that explains the smell." said Rosalie in a slightly disgusted tone.
"Are you Quileute?" Dad asked.
"No my mom and I moved down from the Makah reservation about four years ago." he answered.
"So he's not one of them" breathed my mom in relief, I didn't know much about her life before she was changed, her human life, just that it involved some shaky history with the La Push werewolves.
"He still thinks we're all crazy." said Dad reading Matt's thoughts again, "except-" he raised an eyebrow, "except for Caddy."
I blushed again.
"Do you know Jacob Black?" asked Mom.
"Bella" Dad sighed resting a hand on her shoulder, "I'm just curious Edward, don't worry." she reassured him.
"Yeah I know Jacob, his son and I are- well used to be- best friends." answered Matt bitterly, I wondered what his problem was with Jacob's son...
Mom looked sympathetic, nodding her head, "Let me guess, he said it's better for you two not to be friends, he said he wishes he could, but he can't."
Matt's eyes nearly popped out of his head, "How the hell...?..."
"Just like his father." Mom muttered under her breath, it was hard, even for the vampires in the room, to hear her.
"And does he run around with a little pack of friends ignoring you whenever you come too close?" she pushed farther.
"Mike Uley and Chris Attera."
Mom nodded again, "Sam and Quil's sons" she whispered.
"Yeah how do you know their fathers?" Matt asked.
"Oh, I know my way around La Push." she said with a smile.
"How many others are there in the pack?" it was Alice asking now, I remember Mom telling me she couldn't "see" werewolves.
"Huh?" Matt asked.
"I mean, the group that Jacob's son is hanging out with lately." Alice clarified.
"Just one, besides Chris, Mike, and Grant, Embry."
"Embry?" my mother asked in a shocked voice, "What's his father's name?"
"Embry." Matt answered.
Mom smiled, "Of course, although I always thought Quil was the more narcissistic of the two- the one more likely to name his son after himself..." for a moment she was lost in thought.
"So uh, I hate to be a bother, but could someone please tell me what we're going to do with this kid?" asked Emmet, getting slightly hysterical.
"Is there some way we could prove to him that we're vampires?" mused Rosalie softly.
"How are we supposed to do that?! Bring a deer in the backyard and have Emmet suck it's blood!?" snapped Alice.
"Where's Carlisle?" asked Dad calmly.
"Hunting with Esme." answered Jasper.
"Look you guys I'm sorry if I'm having a hard time believing that all of you are vampires, but honestly how can you just expect me to swallow that one?" exclaimed Matt.
"Bella didn't have a hard time believing it." said Dad tenderly.
"Yeah and next thing we know she goes rushing off to join that coven of vampires!" said Emmet with a laugh.
"She didn't have a problem believing the over-muscled adolecents of La Push were werewolves either!" said Alice.
"The..what?" Matt started to sway from side to side, he was quickly loosing consiousness. As he blacked out and fell into my father's waiting arms I was sure I heard him utter, "crap"