Back To School: Chapter 11 Alice's POV
A/N: I was really disappointed that nobody replied to my question at the end of my author note on my last update, I was hoping for some help deciding the POV for this story. ;[ But It's okay, I guess I'm not 'there' yet when it comes to Authoring ranks or whatever you wish to refer to them as. This story currently holds my own personal best for reviews though. And I'm hoping by the end of it I'll have a hundred..? Maybe….?
I tried desperately despite my excitement to memorize the forest I was currently running through. The Red Alders and Sitka Spruces were beautiful, larger even than the trees that surrounded our hunting grounds and home in Forks. Being here, and being as I am I could imagine the natives stalking through these woods. Glancing slightly behind me I saw the thoughtful expression on Jazz's face and instantly knew, as I knew most things about him, that he was imagining the ways the natives must've fought battles here. Always my soldier, was he.
I knew the reason he had wanted to follow me, despite the fact that it was normal for him to be by my side. My excitement was catching onto his senses and making him more eager than even Renesmee to see our new home. Well, I should probably say 'Homes.' My visions had revealed to me that the old garage turned out beautiful after I had sent the team of builders to redo it. They almost had needed to take down the entire thing and rebuild, but they didn't, instead finding solace in the fact that I informed them it didn't need to be as big as the first.
The main house, as I planned to refer to it, was old. Older than the Forks house we had grown accustomed to. But I had been assured that they had everything updated. It stood a mere three stories tall. Smaller than usual, but with a large and charming wrap-around porch made from beautifully engrained wood with a nearly glittering finish and water resistant gloss. The large pillars that spread from the porch floor and up appeared strong and sturdy, a characteristic that would come in handy with my sometimes reckless brothers and mate.
When I had explained how things would work to Esme I referred to the garage's as the 'small one and the large one,' but now I could see that my assumption hadn't exactly been true. Though we had dedicated the 'larger' garage to being the home for our newest additions the other garage wasn't small in the least. It would fit our three cars comfortably. As well as the new car I knew Emmett was getting me. He didn't know I knew, but then again. Emmett was the only one who forgot at times that it was pretty impossible to hide things from me.
As Jasper and I stood on the smooth stone driveway, each eyeing different areas of our new house I smiled. Something felt… right, about it. And though I was nervous, living so close to werewolves even if I did considered them, 'tame,' I still couldn't help feel like something was going to be very different about this new chapter in our lives. But then again, I could simply accredit the sensation to the fact that we would now be going to school with my adorable niece and her doggy followers.
The thought made me laugh and when Jasper looked at me I smiled widely, "They'll be here in about three minutes."
He rolled his eyes playfully, teasing me about my exactness and I turned to stand facing the winding driveway that seemed to disappear in the encroaching forest. I could already hear the almost silent sound of the engines as my family and it's guests approached. And I nearly squealed with excitement as they pulled in and parked.
I, of course, noticed how the Jeep that was being driven by the Quileute's seemed to come to an abrupt and jerky stop. My designer's heart soared, I had shocked them. Just as I knew I would. The rear door to the Volvo was the first to be thrown open as Renesmee climbed out. She looked just about as excited as I was and I internally smirked. I'd have her shopping and dressed as I like soon enough, if her stubborn mother didn't step in and protect her of course. I already knew Edward wouldn't mess with me.
The others all started exiting their vehicles and each and every one of them were taking in their surroundings with awed expressions. Even Leah seemed entranced by the appearance of the mid-sized clearing our new property dominated. Seth let out a loud whoop that sounded suspiciously like a yap of elation as he clapped his hand down on Jacobs' shoulder, going on and on about how 'cool' everything looked.
Esme ushered Carlisle over to a plot of land on the side of the house where the dirt was dug up, sultry black soil turned up to the hidden sun. I created it so she could start a garden. By next year the flowers would be amazing, I knew. Rosalie smiled at me from behind Emmett's shoulder, unfrozen by our new home. I was glad that I had managed to please her.
My family rushed into our new home, Renesmee dragging an uneasy Jacob behind her. Everyone waited inside for me to point them to their rooms. It didn't take long to divvy up the house according to how I had seen it in my vision. And everyone was happy with how things went. Finally around noon when Renesmee and the La Push Pack sat down in the living room to begin to eat lunch I dropped my bomb on them.
"Bella… Renesmee… Esme…Leah… you are all going with Rosalie and I!" I was excited, though no one else seemed to be. Rosalie was happy for a girls trip, without the Werewolf crew, but Esme was unsure about leaving the boys home alone with Jacob and Seth. And of course our two resident non-shoppers groaned and complained till I threatened them. But as we all got ready I wasn't surprised to see Leah sitting stubbornly next to the two men she traveled with.
"If they don't have to go, I don't have to go. " I sighed. I hadn't known how she would react because of the fact I couldn't see her, but I had been hoping she'd agree to go none the less. I wasn't going to give up easily of course.
Smiling at her as sweetly but as sternly as I could manage I spoke, "Now Leah.. I know you don't really understand us all that well, but you'll soon come to see and except as everyone else does. I always get my way." I heard my family murmur in agreement as I went on. "But if you still need any extra incentive, I'm sure you haven't noticed yet, but you're bags are gone. They … 'disappeared' at the airport. So unless you want *me*," I motioned to my short designer dress, the sparkling beaded necklace and my knee high Gucci boots, "Picking out your wardrobe, I suggest you come along quietly."
All the colour drained from her face as she first appeared shocked than angry, Seth and Jacob both were barely covering their laughter as they tried to envision Leah dressed in 'girly' clothing. She came along after that, decidedly dejected but still following none the less.
A/N; Alright, so this chapter kind of sucked, but oh well. Lol. I'll make the next one better. It's been brought to my attention that the La Push crew can't read each other's minds in human form, a fact I had forgotten since it's been so long since I re-read the later books, but it doesn't really matter. Let's just say I did it on purpose. Lol. And keep it that way.