Disclaimer: The Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight. I just had an idea.

BPOV

God...I have no life. Saturday night, and here I am alone...sitting in my room. Doing absolutely nothing. What a glamorous existence! Of course, it doesn't help that I can't hear, but I still would love to be able to participate with the other kids. I would kill for a date, but most boys just see me as a freak. And the fact that I am nothing special to look at doesn't help either. I'm a self proclaimed Plain Jane. Brown hair, brown eyes, average but slender body. See...nothing special. The only friends I really have are the Cullens. Alice is my best friend. She drives me crazy, but I love her like a sister. Along with Rosalie, we are like the three amigas. Of course, Rosalie is 2 years older than us, but we are as close as ever. Then there are Alice's brother Emmett and Rosalie's twin Jasper. They are both 20 too, and are like the big brother's I never had. Emmett is Rosalie's boyfriend, and Jasper is with Alice. They make such gorgeous couples, and of course, I am completely jealous! But I am happy for them. We all know what it's like to be hard of hearing. Nothing is ever easy.

So that's how I've come to be alone saturday night. I was just getting into a good book when my VP(a/n: VP is a video phone, my husband and friend use them. They are really cool!) rang. I picked up the remote and answered and found Alice staring at me from the tv screen. I was hoping she would call tonight. She signed, but also voiced, so I turned up the volume and listened and watched her.

"Hi Bella! How are you?"

"I'm good. Bored, but good. How are you?"

"FANTASTIC! The new foster kid showed up today! He seems dark and depressed, even moody, but he's gorgeous! He would be perfect for you Bella!"

"I don't think so Alice. I'm not about to flirt with the foster kid. Is he hard of hearing too?"

"Yeah, that's why he's here. Apparently the other foster homes he was in didn't want to take the trouble to deal with a kid like him, so they sent him packing. You know my parents were all to eager to take him in! I hope he opens up here soon. We talked with his case worker before he got here, and he has had a hard time opening up and adjusting. I guess he was really tormented."

"I can understand that. We know exactly how he feels. The kids in Forks have never been accepting of us either. At least we had each other. It seems like he had no one."

"That's true. But now he's here, and he has us! I'm so excited for you to meet him. You have to come over tonight for a sleep over! Do you think your dad will let you?"

"Let me go ask him and I'll call you back. Bye."

"Bye Bella!"

I got up from my desk chair and went in search of my dad. He was not hard to find, seeing as how it was baseball season, and he was permanetly planted in front of the tv. I walked to the couch and sat down next to him, touching his arm to get his attention. He turned to look at me so I could read his lips when he spoke. Charlie never got the hang of signing, so I just watched his lips.

"Hey Bells, what's up?"

"Dad, Alice called and wants me to come over for a sleep over. Is that okay?"

"Yeah, I don't see why not. Have fun." And he turned back to the tv, intent on finishing the game. I kissed the top of his head and ran upstairs to call Alice back. I grabbed the remote and pulled up her number and pressed call. I waited a few seconds before the picture popped up. It was Jasper, and he look a little frustrated. He signed to me.

Bella, what's up?

Nothing. Is Alice there? And with that, she jumped on his lap, causing a groan to come out. "So what did your dad say?"

"I'll be there in 20 minutes." She squealed and jump off of Jasper. I guess that was a goodbye. I waved at Jasper, and he waved back.

I was on the other line, so I'll see you in a little bit Bella.

Okay Jasper. See you soon. Then the screen went black. I pulled my duffle bag out of my closet and crammed my stuff into it. I never packed much, cause I knew that Alice kept a nearly full closet full of clothes for me. I even had my own room when I went to the Cullens. They were like a second family to me. Maneuvering down the stairs with my bag was proving to be difficult when I tripped on the last stair, luckily catching myself on the wall before I met the floor, causing me to drop my bag. I'm very clumsy, and the floor and I are best friends. We like to get together at least twice a week, more if the occasion called for it. I was so clumsy, I could trip over air. It was bad, but not as bad as my hospital bills. I was a regular there. They were thinking of putting in a special room just for me.

I grabbed my bag from where I dropped it on the floor, snagged a bottle of water from the fridge, waved at the back of my dad's head, and headed out the door. I fished my keys out of my pocket and climbed into the monstrous cab of my ancient truck. I love that thing. It was like a tank on four wheels. Sturdy, but just as slow. It protested if I went over fifty miles an hour, so I usually allowed myself extra time to get anywhere. Alice hated riding in that thing, and drove whenever the situation allowed it. She had a flashy yellow porsche. And she knew how to drive it. Me and the "Oh Shit" bar were best friends in her car.

It took me fifteen minutes to get to their house. I never knew why they called it a house. It was a freaking mansion. My breath always caught in my throat when I saw it, no matter how many times I had been there. I loved the house, and every occupant inside. I wonder if I would get a chance to call the new kid, family. I hope he wasn't an asshole. I don't do well around assholes. I tend to have a temper, especially when you give me attitude. I can be the nicest girl in the world, but you mess with me or my friends and I rain down the hurt. Emmett says I look like a beast when I'm pissed, so he sometimes calls me Beastly Bella. He's been on the recieving end of my temper on several occasions, so he knows how I get.

No sooner had I pulled up and Alice was already at the side of my truck, yanking the door opening and almost pulling me out. She was so strong for something so tiny. I was almost a head taller than her. I loved to tease her on it, and here she is, grabbing me up in a giant hug.

"I feel like I haven't seen you in forever Bella!"

"It's only been a day Alice. Do you miss me that much?"

"Of course I do! You're my best friend ever!"

"That doesn't get you off the hook for trying to plan a birthday party for me. You know how much I hate being the center of attention."

"Yeah, but I love it. And you love me, so you should love it too! And guess what? The new kids birthday is only like a week before yours. Maybe we should throw a joint party."

At this point, I usually tuned her out. Or I shut off my hearing aids (a/n: my husband does that when he doesn't want to listen) I was in no mood for a party. I didn't like gettting presents, and I definately didn't like parties. Everyone there, staring at you. I hated being stared at. It made me feel like a freak. But Alice usually got her way. That's just how things worked around here. No matter how much you bitched and moaned, she did whatever she felt like doing.

I followed Alice up the front steps and through the door. I loved the inside of their house even more than the outside. Everything was open and bright. Light colors and windows were everywhere. Potted plants gave it an exotic feel, and big white soft couches invited you to curl up and read a good book. I spent a lot of time here, so those couches and I were well aquainted too. And Alice's parents were like second parents to me. Esme was wonderful. She was beautiful and kind, and had the most open heart of anyone I know. She always made you feel welcomed, and never ever judged. And Carlisle was the perfect dad. Not only was he our IU teacher, but he knew just what to do to make you feel better. You could talk to him about anything and everything. He didn't judge either. You could scream and swear at him, and he would just take it. He never talked down to anyone, and treated everyone like and equal. Not to mention he was gorgeous. I always had a little crush on him. I think he knew, but never called me on it. I blush easily, so I was always tomato red around him.

I walked into the living room and was immediately grabbed up in a giant bear hug. Emmett did that every time he saw me. I think he liked to make me feel out of breath. "Emmett...put me down." He released me with a grin and a ruffle of my hair. "It's good to see you Bella. You don't come around as much, and I don't see you often since I graduated. I've missed my favorite beast!" I swatted his arm and moved around him to hug Rosalie and Jasper. They both were more gentle then Emmett, but they were still huge hugs. I had missed them all so much. I plopped down on the couch and was sandwiched between Alice and Rosalie. I felt at home here.

Esme walked into the room with a giant smile. She came over and pulled me up into a hug. She released me and looked at me when she spoke. "It's so good to see you Bella. I'm glad you could come over. How is your father?"

"Charlie's being Charlie. It's baseball season so I don't see him too much." She and I laughed together. She knew what Charlie was like during this time of year. An atomic bomb wouldn't drag him from in front of the tv.

"Carlisle, Bella's here. Bring Edward in so she can meet him." I saw Carlisle walk into the room, a giant smile on his face. The boy was behind him, but all I could see of him from my spot was a shock of unruly bronze hair. Carlisle stepped to the side and my breath caught in my throat. Alice was right, he was gorgeous, god-like even. I couldn't help but stare, letting my eyes roam over his perfect face and body. He was tall. Taller than Carlisle, but not as tall as Emmett and Jasper. His jaw was strong and his lips were large and looked ready for a kiss. I could tell that he was lean but muscular, his arms bulged slightly from his t-shirt, and his pants rode low on his hips giving me a view of the V of his hips when he lifted his hands to run them through his hair. My eyes followed that movement and met the most beautiful pair of green eyes I had ever seen. They were piercing and looked like they could look through you to your very soul. I frowned slightly, knowing. What I saw shocked me. He looked like he had eaten a thundercloud for lunch. He was furious. And he was staring at me as well, a look of malice upon his perfect face. So I stopped smiling and stared right back. I wouldn't be treated like that. Carlisle interrupted our little staring match by introducing us. He turned slightly so that both Edward and I could both see him when he spoke and signed.

"Bella, this is Edward. Edward, this is Bella Swan. She is like family and I hope that you two can become friends." Carlisle looked hopefully between the two of us, but his face dropped a little at our looks of anger. Edward broke the silence first by signing back.

I don't really see that happening.

To say I was shocked would be an understatement. I was livid. I hate assholes.

That's okay. I don't need your whiny foster kid shit anyway. The look on his face was priceless. I smirked at him and raised my eyebrow, challenging him to reply. He sneered back.

Whatever. And he walked away, heading upstairs. I stared at him with incredulity before turning and facing Alice and Rosalie.

"God...what's his problem. What did I do to him?"

Esme answered me. "That's just how he is. He's had it really hard for the last 16 years. I think he was shocked you were staring at him. He took the defensive."

"I was not staring at him. And geez...could he be less of an asshole?"

Alice laughed at me. "Bella, you were almost drooling. I told you he was gorgeous."

"Whatever. He can be a whiny little bitch all he wants. I don't care" Deep down inside I did. I wanted to run to him and run my fingers through his hair, and kiss his perfect lips, and tell him everything would be okay. But I would not lose my dignity in that action. He started this. If he wanted to talk, he had to apologize first.

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