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Chapter two, Let's Settle Down Now.
January, 2009.
"Follow me my dears and I'll lead you to the room you'll be staying in. Is it okay if you share?" She looks worried, like we would refuse or something.
I shake my head. "No ma'am. Sharing is fine." We follow her through a dining room and I see there is shattered crystal on the floor. Esme stops and look at the mess on the floor.
Her eyes land on Rosalie. "Clean this up. I mean now." Rosalie nods and storms away.
We follow her again and she leads us up the stairs and into a room the size of what used to be our living room. It's spacious and well decorated. It has two beds in it, a dresser and looks like a walk in closet, a full length mirror, and a huge window overlooking the backyard and the pond. It has a built in bathroom as well. It's a perfect room for the two of us. I turn around to thank her and realize she's already gone. I turn to Jazz and she's already walking toward the closet to unpack. I roll my eyes, typical Jazzabelle.
I walk over to the mirror and see how damaged my outfit looked. I'd have to say not to bad. I figured it'd be a lot worse. My yellow American Eagle polo has little dirt on it, and my ripped Aeropostale jeans have another hole. My feet are kind of dirty, and my silver bracelet shines. My white furry jacket is unharmed. That's about it. There's minimal damage. I walk into the closet Jazz just went into and gasp. It's so large and it kinda intimidates you. I take a quick look at Jazz and see how she came out of the traveling we've done today. Her jacket is unharmed, same as her dress and boots. Figures.
"Amazing isn't it?" We spin around to see Alice standing there. We both nod.
"Yeah, it can intimidate you." I laugh. She dances toward me.
"You know, you girls look older than sixteen. You're not lying about your age are you?" She blinks under her eye lashes.
We laugh and shake our heads. "Nope, we've always kind of looked older than we are. Sometimes it's cool, other times it's annoying." She raises an eyebrow. "And I mean really annoying."
She laughs. "Too many older guys, huh?"
Jazz and I nod in unison. "Yeah, that's exactly it."
Alice just stands there for a little while. "I just can't believe I have nieces. After so long without having family, it's so weird that you found me." She reaches out and we're now standing in the middle of our closet in a group hug. The hug lasts for about 3 minutes and she finally pulls away. "We'll have to go shopping soon. You're going to need a lot of clothes. You might be able to fit into some of my stuff, I don't know though." She looks at our outfits and inspects them. Her eyes land on our necks and her eyes sparkle in delight. "Tiffany's?" I look down at the key that hangs around my neck. I nod. Her eyes sparkle in delight. "I love your clothes." She points to me, "even though you look kind of casual, you can pull it off while," she points to Jazz. "You have a dressier gene I believe. I really like that dress on you." We laugh and give her another hug. (A/N: You can view the outfits on my page.)
"Aunt Alice, I'm extremely glad we came out here." Her smile is so big that it would start hurting her if she wasn't a vampire. She grabs my bag and starts to unzip it and go through it. "Uhm, what are you doing?"
She laughs. "I'm helping you unpack silly! It'll be much faster. Just believe me." The next thing I know she's standing by my duffle bag, then all of a sudden she's standing by the racks of clothes, with everything from my bag. She turns and does Jazz's bag the same. It all happens in the blink of an eye. I'm standing there in shock when I hear a grumbling next to me. I look at Jazz and she has a light blush over her cheeks. I laugh at her and she hits me on my arm.
"Uhm, so apparently my stomach is telling me I'm hungry." She admits sheepishly. Alice looks thoughtful and then her face lights up. She takes our arms and drags us down the stairs. We just stare at each other wondering what she's up for. We walk into the kitchen on the second floor. "Mom, where are you?" Out of nowhere Emmett comes busting through. He runs to us so fast it doesn't look like he's going to stop and he'll hit us. I step to the side so I won't get smashed and killed. He comes to a stop centimeters away from me.
"Hahaha." His booming laughter fills the air. "You seriously thought I was going to hit you? I have more control of myself. My reflexes are better than yours on any given day!" I just shrug at him. "I don't even get a hug? Gees, you're now my little sisters and I don't even get a hug." His face turns into a pout.
I carefully walk up to him and reach up and give him a hug. He squeezes me tight to him. "Emmett…I kinda need to breathe." I sputter out.
His laughter is back as Jazz walks up to him and gives him a hug. He's gentler with her, now knowing a little of how to hug a poor, defenseless human.
Alice walks over as Esme comes into the room. "What do you girls like to eat?" I look at her.
"But…but…but… you're a vampire, you don't eat normal food. Honestly, we can cook for ourselves." She shakes her head.
"Honest, we want to. It'll be a learning experience." She smiles lovingly at us.
"Well, we're not really picky. You can't afford to be when you have a mom who fixed one thing and you didn't want to cook that night." I say as Esme and Alice go through the cupboards pulling stuff down.
"The only thing we won't eat is broccoli and cauliflower, stuff like that." Jazz adds. Emmett went to lean against the counter watching his mother and sister in amusement.
"Mom, what about this?" Alice holds up something and Esme nods. They quickly grab some more stuff and go to the giant stove to cook.
We sit up on the stools by the counter and proceed to watch them cook. Their movements are precise and they actually seem to enjoy cooking, even when they can't eat it.
"What happens if you eat human food?" Jazz asks. Emmett's booming laughter comes…again.
"We'd have to get rid of it because our body doesn't want it in us. It's not what we need to survive." Oh yeah, because animal blood is so much better. Jazz shudders and I know she probably had the same thought.
See, Jazz doesn't like blood. She may play a ton of sports but she hates blood. She doesn't pass out but she's really sensitive to smells and the blood is just too strong for her.
"What, is blood scary for ya or something like that?" Emmett's playful voice asks.
I grin. "Haha, very funny Emmett, I actually don't care about blood. It doesn't bother me." I hear a groan beside me. "Jazz on the other hand can't stand it."
"You fit in well with the family then." I can feel Emmett's grin even as I'm look at Jazz.
"Blood smells strongly, too strongly for her." I look back at Emmett.
"Blood has a smell to it? I thought only vampires could smell blood." His face is a confused one.
"Uhm, yeah, you would probably think so. The truth is, I can and I'm just weird like that." Jazz murmurs.
Emmett takes another laugh. Gees, he's not a very serious guy is he?
I look back over to Esme and Alice and they are almost done cooking it seems because they have plates out. Hmm, I wonder what we're having?
Emmett looks at Jazz this time. "Jazzabelle, can I call you J-Belly?" A grin comes across his face.
Jazz looks at him. "Why?"
"Because it'd be a super cool nickname I've given to you?" He counters and does a puppy dog pout.
"No." His face looks crestfallen. "You can call me J-Belle. Not belly though." He has a happy face on once again.
"Heck yes!" He puts his large fist in front of Jazz. "Pound it." She reaches up and collides her fist with his. "Girl, you're so tiny. You're just like Alice." We both laugh at this and Alice turns around and smiles.
"Well, it must run in the family then."
We're being served now. There are hamburgers in front of us with some French fries. Yummy!
"Is this okay?" Esme looks worried.
I nod and give her a smile. "It looks perfect. Do you possibly have any ketchup?" She nods and returns in the blink of an eye. Stupid vampire speed.
I take the bun off of my hamburger and put some ketchup on it. Jazz eats her's plain.
I finish with the ketchup and Alice places two glasses of tea on the countertop.
"Thank you." I start eating my hamburger then. It's really good even if the people who cooked it can't eat the food.
"We need to get some paper work to actually adopt you two. I don't think it would be a grand idea to not adopt. We don't want to kidnap." Esme leans against the counter.
Jazz has her mouth full of hamburger. I decide to answer her.
"That shouldn't be too hard."
Alice and Esme's face are confused. "And why would that be?"
"Well, we kinda already belong to the state." I look down as I say that last part and put a fry in my mouth.
"Wait, I thought you said your mom kicked you out?" Even Emmett's confused at this point.
I sigh. "She did. But, when she did, we got sent to a foster home because we were wandering the streets and then going to school and the police didn't like it. They were scared because we were girls and there are too many stories of people getting killed or worse in Atlanta and just…everything." I pick my burger back up and eat it.
A look goes around the room.
"What about your dad?" I shake my head.
"Got killed."
"Grandma?"
"Died of a heart attack."
"Grandpa?"
"Died from cancer."
"Gees girls. You've lived a hell of a life!" Emmett's the only one that could break that kinda tension.
"Emmett…" Esme sends a warning glance his direction.
A smile comes across his face. "Yeah ma?"
"You know what. No language around the girls." Ugh.
"We went to public school Esme. That's not the worst thing we've heard. Trust us." Jazz says.
"See mama. It's not bad. It's okay." Esme gives him a warning glance. "Yes m'am." A flash goes by the window. "Hey, look. There goes Mr. Temperamental!"
Jazz looks at him in confusion. Esme sighs. "Edward is having a hard time because he can't read your minds." Whoa, wait a minute. Did she just say read people's mind? What?
"Wait, back up. I thought Alice was the only one with a gift." Jazz was confused as well.
"Nope." Emmett says popping the 'p'. "Alice can see the future, Edward can read minds, Jasper can change and feel emotions, Carlisle works at the hospital so he is compassionate, Esme is loving, I've got a ton of strength, and Rose has the beauty." He shows off his guns.
We laugh and I know that Emmett will be an amazing brother.
It's all quiet in the little town. The snow is falling gently, there's gonna be a big storm tonight. The snow will soon turn into ice leaving everything slippery. There's a dark haired girl up ahead appearing to be fine with the snow. They say she had lost her mind a while ago, because of what happened. The girl is around 18 and was in a crazy persons place. One night she ventured out when she wasn't supposed to and there was someone you didn't want to meet on the corner. The girl didn't know any better and just walked right past the man. Suddenly she's caught in a vice like grip. "Let me go!" She screams. The man won't hear it. He presses his lips to her neck and slowly sinks his teeth in. That was the last thing she felt before screaming in pain.
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