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I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT.

"Who's she?" Mum asked, pulling Edward off the young girl.

"Bella, oh. Your married? And with a weird little child…" The girl, Rosie, didn't make any sense. She appeared to be talking to herself; or answering someone's thoughts?

"Thank you Nessie!" She cried out, and laughed an angelic laugh.

"For what?" I asked, not sure whether I liked this girl as she called me a 'weird little child'. Well, I thought, I guess its right.

"You guessed!" She smiled, and I grinned back. Mum's face smoothed out. And then I realised it, Rosie and Dad were having a private little conversation. It appeared that Mum realised this too as she coughed and Dad's eyes refocused on his wife.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Bella, Nessie, this is my sister… Rosie." Rosie gingerly stepped forward, and shook hands with my mum and then me.

"I never knew you had a sister." Bella accused, her arms folded.

"He never mentioned me?" Rosie's voice rose with panic and shock.

"Rosie. I wanted to forget about you… I'm sorry, I missed you so much. How did you…?" Dad said, only talking out loud for mine and mum's benefit. "But, it's been almost one hundred years, my dear sister, how did you find me?"

"It took a long while," Rosie breathed, and smiled as if at a memory, "but I did it. You changed your name! How will the family name ever live on?" She said, her voice bouncing and bubbly. She was becoming more like my father more and more.

"You've changed yours?" He asked, intrigued.

"No. I'm still Masen. I can't exactly get married – what with me being fourteen." Fourteen, the same age as me – well not literally of course. . "Even if I did have someone to get married to." Her voice sank lower and she was obviously upset. Who wouldn't be?

"If you're the size of a fourteen year old…" There was a silence whilst the two siblings swapped some information. Mum nudged Dad and he spoke in a whispering voice.

"Died in 1922. Fourteen years old. All because of me." Mum and me were still clueless, so Rosie spoke in a slightly frantic, but bubbly voice.

"When Edward died, I knew something had happened. They couldn't find the body. Then that man, the beautiful one, I saw him one night, and I wasn't scared. I knew you hadn't died, but whenever I told anyone I was accused of being mad, in fact I was so 'mad' I was sent to a mental asylum at the age of 12, and there I met another one, like the man who saved you, who spoke of him. Carlisle. He was famous. Then I figured, he had made you special, like immortal. I stupidly told my minder, Mr Reid, and he got scared, and murdered me that night." Dad gulped, and he put his head in his hands.

"But it's not all because of you." Rosie said, answering a thought. "And anyway, I like who I am. Matthew saved me, took me to London and we learnt to live amongst the people. Of course, you can't help being a new born." The corners of her mouth twitched downwards, as she found obviously found out about my mum's scary self-control. "I wanted to find you. I knew I would. I had followed Carlisle's stories wherever I went, and I heard about you. Edward Cullen they called you. Not Masen, never Masen. It was hard. But I did it." There was a pause, and we all stood in the same awed silence that rippled through our stone bodies. "Why did you change your name?" Rosie asked, her eyebrows knitting together in confusion. Dad didn't answer out loud, but in thought.

"Speak out loud!" Mum groaned, swatting Dad on the arm playfully. He didn't smile though, he merely began to talk.

"When I woke up, I wasn't myself. I wasn't Edward Masen anymore. I wanted to forget about those… incidents, and so I changed my name. It matched my new father's and slowly I did forget those… months in evacuation before I caught the disease." He swallowed hard.

"Why tell no one of me? Sorry, I asked before. But, I don't understand." Rosie asked, eyeing me and mum carefully. How did she know that we didn't recognise her? Oh, the mind reading thing. That was going to get annoying.

"Carlisle thought that no one was there for me. He thought he was doing me a favour by turning me, and I wanted to let him keep it that way. He would have gone mad if he knew I had a little sister I had to take care of." He smiled grimly, as if at a thought, and was then silent.

The uncomfortable, awkward silence that I had been plunged in was broken only when Rosalie strutted in. She cackled at Rosie and patted her on the head like a dog.

"Hello, Rosalie." Rosie said, as though they were acquainted.

"Rosie Masen. You better watch it." Rosalie threatened, and galloped up the stairs as fast as lightning.

"What?" I asked, tired of surprises.

"We knew each other when she was in Monterey. She wouldn't help me find Carlisle, even though I knew she knew where he was."

"Why not?"

"To this day, I don't know." Rosie said, and protectively Dad wrapped an arm around his sister.

"I'll keep an eye on her." He whispered.

"But I'm not staying. Silly Edward. I do have a life you know. I don't just follow you. No husband, sure, but I have Matthew, and he keeps me in control and I am moving to Alaska. I'm not going to scrape in on this freaky little thing you've got going here, bro" Rosie said, eyeing me sceptically. My cheeks flushed red. "I'm sorry, Nessie, you're cute and all but I find the whole vampire-human sex thing a little creepy. In fact, just the words 'Edward has had sex' make me want to puke." I grimaced, and I could tell mum would be completely red if she'd been human.

"Have you ever…" Dad trailed off, embarrassed.

"Please be quiet." Rosie cut him off quickly, and turned her attention to my mum. "Now, is Edward being nice? Because, to me anyway, and from what you used to look like, you were the girl he used to describe to me like a love sick puppy." Rosie grinned and mum laughed.

"Edward is the perfect man."

"Really? I find that hard to believe. To be honest, why go for a vamp?"

"Well… I mean…."

"Hotter than acne ridden youths?"

"I don't just like him because of how he looks! He's…. amazing." Rosie made a puking sound, and immediately she was my best friend.

"Thank you! Someone else who is sick of the lovey-doveyness!" I cried out, throwing my arms around Rosie's neck.

"Ha! Well although technically I might be an old granny, I still think of things like a teenage girl." Rosie smiled at Dad, who shook his head in what looked like disgust.

"Go to the phone, Nessie!" I heard Alice's voice chime through the corridors. I did as she said, as I didn't want to get my head bashed in for disobeying. The phone vibrated suddenly and I picked it up, a familiar voice was on the other line.

"Hullo?" He asked.

"Hi, Sam."

"Hey Nessie."

"Why're you calling?"

"Errr… Well… I was just, maybe, wondering, whether you'd…."

"Yes?"

"Pretend to be my… er… girlfriend for a week or so. Or else my dad will kill me."

"Who?"

"My father person. His name's John. And he said last year that I should have a girlfriend because it will, and I quote, 'do me a world of good.' Apparently I'm not appreciative of people's minds."

"And having a girlfriend will fix this?"

"I know. He's crazy." He chuckled and I had to laugh as it was so infectious.

"Well… okay."

"Thank you! And we can break up soon." I could tell he was grinning even if I didn't know him that well.

"Okay. In a week or so? And what do I have to do?"

"Sure. And you don't have to do anything, apart form coming to dinner with my family after school on Wednesday?" He sounded embarrassed and hopeful. Jacob was going to kill me.

"Umm… Okay."

"Oh God thanks! You're the best, Nessie!" There was a muffled crackling and Sam's voice disappeared for a moment, "yes dad this is Nessie on the phone. Can I get back to talking to my girlfriend please?" He started speaking to me, and laughed heartily, "I owe you one, my dad's thrilled."

"How did you get my number?" I suddenly wondered out loud.

"Oh, well I was moaning about having no girlfriend and a girl called Alice came up and said to call you. Dunno how she knew though, but she knew you'd say yes."

"Okay. Thanks, so speak soon?"

"Yeah. Awesome." Sam said, and we both hung up.

As I walked back to where everyone was it was awkward. There was a chaotic fight going on. Rosalie was yelling at Rosie, who was yawning and laughing to herself.

"Rose!" Edward growled, warning Rosalie. What did she have against Rosie?

"I hate you so much!" Rosalie screeched as she dashed from the room. Silence, again.

"When are we going home?" I asked, shamefully, but thank the lord everyone laughed.

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Also, my other sotry Changing Too Fast is Edward's life before he got changed.