A/n: Okay, this is my first fanfic and I was thinking about it for a while. It may sound like Midnight Sun for this chapter, but the story will go off course by either the end of ch.2 of ch.3. I really really need you to review, because I'm only 13 and I need to figure out what works for me. This is in Edward's PoV, but later, I might start adding chapters with Bella's PoV.
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Twilight.
The Meet
Forks High.
One of the most predictable and dreariest places I've ever been to. Out of all the high schools I have been and stayed, this was definitely the most boring. That's what I thought as I stared out the window of the cafeteria. Even from where I sit, I could still see and hear the animals in the forest.
Edward.
I turned to Alice with a look of question in my eyes, even though I already knew it was about Jasper.
How's he holding up?
I knew how to answer this. I sighed, very loud and dramatically, so only Alice would know what it meant. Everyone else just assumed I was bored. She reached over and grabbed Jasper's hand, giving him a loving squeeze and an encouraging smile.
At least all the other students here had excitement. Actually, it's amazing how worked up they get over a new student. I almost feel sorry for her, Bella Swan, because we only moved here two years ago. All the boys would lust over Rosalie and Alice, while the girls never stopped bugging Emmett, Jasper, and me. It was almost the same case for her. I listened in on her thoughts, just to see her response to all the attention.
Wow. He must be a wrestler or weight-lifter. I've never seen anyone that big. And she looks like she walked right off of Sports Illustrated. They don't look like they're related. They must not sleep much.
She had no idea. But I wasn't surprised to find her thinking about us. Most humans tend to do that.
They are all so inhumanly beautiful, but I would have to say the most beautiful is either the blonde girl or the auburn-haired boy.
I was a little amazed at her observations. She was so close to the actual truth.
"You guys, I'm going to go. Jasper you're doing good.", and with that, Alice picked up her tray and left.
Edward Cullen
Reflexively, I looked toward the direction of the voice. It turned out to be Jessica Stanley and Bella Swan.
He is sooo hot!!! Typical.
I can't believe he caught me looking. That was embarrassing.
Huh, I would have expected something similar to Jessica's response. She's definitely different.
"That's Edward and Emmett Cullen, and Rosalie and Jasper Hale. The one who just left was Alice Cullen; they all live together with Dr. Cullen and his wife."
"Emmett, Jessica's telling the new girl all about us," I said flatly.
"Really? What's she saying, no scary stories I hope."
"Nope, she's telling her our adoption story and how it's so weird that we're all 'together'," I replied sarcastically.
"Well, what does she think?" he asked intrigued for a moment. I tuned in to hear what she thought. I too was curious.
They have such old-timey and unpopular names, like early 1900's. I guess it is strange how four of them are together. They're a little old for adopted children. Hmm…why does it seem that Jessica doesn't like the doctor and his wife? She's probably envious.
"She thinks we have old names and……she's relieved that she wasn't the only newcomer."
Okay, I was really curious now. I wanted to catch all her thoughts. Why? I have no clue. She was, after all, just a human. I looked her straight in the eyes so I could see her emotion too. Unfortunately, she looked away and blushed from embarrassment.
"Which one is the boy with the reddish brown hair?"
After hearing that, I tuned out their conversation knowing where it was going and paid attention only to Bella's thoughts.
So he's Edward. And I'm guessing by the tone of her voice he turned her down. Maybe it was soon after they moved here. That might have been some scene to watch.
I couldn't help but notice Jessica's thoughts. All they consisted of were jealous rages that I was looking at Bella. If only she knew the real reason I was watching.
"Come on guys, let's go to class," Rosalie said, breaking me from my reverie. I found myself surprised that I was disappointed that I couldn't learn more about her.
On the way to Biology II, I walked slower than normal, lost in my thoughts. She obviously wasn't like most humans. Yes, she did think about our beauty, but not in the lustful way most do. She was merely mystified by it. Actually, she didn't think about our looks all that much, just our situation. Bella Swan was definitely one of those people who cared about a person's mind, not face.
When I came to this conclusion, I realized I was just entering the classroom. I made my way to the back of the room, where my usual seat is. I got here early so I decided to wait until half of the class entered before I took my books out.
Minutes before the bell rang, Bella and Angela walked through the door. Right after Angela sat down, Bella realized we would be sitting together.
I think I like Angela. She's quiet, shy, and a book-worm like me. Oh okay, one seat left next to…Edward Cullen. Guess I should go get my slip signed.
When she took her first step, time seemed to slow down for me. Her scent was like running into a brick wall. Immediately, I gripped my chair to keep from jumping her right then and there. Why did she smell like that? Was this punishment for those rebellion days? Was this some sick test to see how far my restraint can go?
All my thoughts of her before were gone. In just one second she became my own personal demon. Something from my past to haunt me.
I need her blood. I have to have it. This, this was nothing like I have ever encountered. If I could just…..No! I have to remember Carlisle and what he's done for us.
To keep from doing something I'll really regret, I grabbed my chair with my right hand, and kept my left in a fist. I had to stop breathing. It was the only way I could last that long.
But it's no use. I'm facing the monster inside of me. The monster filled with rage, with hunger. I could hear the beast, taunting me, and asking why I just didn't just take what I wanted. I could see him too. It was my own face, but it wasn't. He was me, only his face was contorted with evil, and he was mocking me calling me weak.
Instead, I tried to think of Carlisle and Esme. I imagined Carlisle with his fatherly look. Esme's caring and loving eyes gleamed as if she were actually right there, concerned. If I did something to this human, Carlisle would be so disappointed in me. Esme would be sad, yet forgiving.
I can't hurt them. I already hurt them once, I can't do it again.
But she would so delicious. It wouldn't be hard. One adult and the rest children. They wouldn't even have time to blink. One swift move. That's all it would take
No! I can not do this. I need a distraction. Maybe if I listen to her thoughts, think of her as a person, not food.
How could someone hate me so much? This has got to be his normal behavior. Or maybe he's just sick. Although he didn't act like this at lunch. How could I have this effect on him? Is he even breathing? Maybe it's just my smell.
Then she brought a lock of her hair to her nose. That simple movement made her scent intensify one hundred times more. She has got to stop moving don't humans stiffen in fright?
It doesn't matter, her thoughts aren't helping. Of course they're not. She's human. How could humans help the least bit? They are so breakable. She is so breakable. It would be so easy. If only……but I can't let myself give in. If I did, we would have to move. I would never hear the end of it from Rosalie. Why didn't Alice see this? Probably because Bella didn't choose to do this to me.
Who did she think she was? I don't deserve this. I don't kill humans. I'm not hateful to anyone. I love my family. Why was this one human being testing me beyond my strength? It was as if she, along with the monster inside of me, was purposely trying to make me disappoint my family.
Right then, God must have decided to take pity on me. The bell rang, telling students to switch to their next class. To me, it told me to get out of there as fast as possible, which I gratefully complied to.
I decided to skip Spanish and headed to my car. On my, I heard some people's thoughts that should have made me slow down or care, but I wasn't paying any attention to it.
Once inside the Volvo, I popped in Debussy to calm myself down. Breathe. That's all I heard. That one world just circling my mind. Without her scent, I was able to become rational again.
What was I going to do? It's not like I could just walk back in there tomorrow. Even if I did hunt tonight, and even if I attempted to prepare, it would still be nearly impossible.
It took a few minutes, but I figured out what to do. It was simple. Really. All I need it to change classes, and take a short vacation. Short meaning two weeks at the most. I would most likely do to Denali.
Hold on Edward. Class is almost over. This teacher is so slow!
I took that as my cue to leave. The front office looked the same as the first time I came here. The walls were still completely bland, with only academic and physical awards. I could swear that the floor was the same exact shade of orange from when I was last in here. Ms. Cope was wearing an oversized t-shirt that wasn't very professional.
She didn't notice my entrance so I cleared my throat.
"Ms. Cope?" I said.
"Ah, Mr. Cullen! What brings you here?" She sounded a little too excited.
Why does he have to be so good-looking? It took a lot not to grimace or gag even.
"I was wondering if I could change my biology class. Maybe into chemistry II?" I asked.
I tried to be as persuasive as possible, but she didn't give in, despite what she was thinking.
"I'm sorry Edward; every other science class is filled. And even if there were spots open, it would be too complicated to change right in the middle of the year." She replied.
Well maybe I could have a free period instead, and just catch up next year."
Why is he so set on switching his science class? If it was an important reason I wish I could help. . . . .
"I'm terribly sorry Mr. Cullen I just can't do that"
I could feel my anger rising, and I'm sure she can see it.
He looks so scary and angry, maybe I should jus give him what he wants so he doesn't do anything rash.
I can sense her fear now, rolling off of her like with the animals we use as prey. I tried calming down a little so I could sound normal, or possibly charming. I sighed and said, "Ms. Cope, are you sure there isn't anything you can do? It's very important that I not take this class."
"Umm . . . no, Edward." She said with an apologetic smile. Oh thank God!
Seconds later the door opened, and someone stepped in. The someone who was the reason I was in here.
Crap! Why is he in here? He's probably gonna hate me more now.
I recognized that voice. It was the voice of the mere girl that threatened everything I had made, the voice of Bella Swan. My body immediately went rigid and my breathing stopped completely.
"Fine Mrs. Cope, I won't bug you anymore. Good-bye."
I ran as fast as I could without being noticed to my car, but out of nowhere I was tackled. All I saw was a blur of white and black.
"What the hell Alice?" I demanded.
"Sorry Edward! I was trying to get to you as fast as I could after I saw it. Nothing happened right? Oh, if only I saw this before lunch, I could have warned you! This is all my faul-"She said this all in blinding speed, even I had to strain to hear it.
"Alice, Alice! Listen to me! It's fine, she's alive! Let's go to car, I'll explain in there." I interrupted.
She visibly relaxed. "Okay, but I still should have-"
"Alice, Stop! It is Not your fault. Okay?" I practically screamed. She reluctantly nodded, looking defeated. I don't understand why Alice takes the blame for everyone else. Well, if I was being fair, I would have to admit that I do the same. Maybe that's why Alice and I are so close.
As we neared the car, Jasper, Emmett, and Rosalie were waiting looking extremely confused.
Edward, what did you do?
What happened?
"Edward almost attacked a girl." Alice so kindly explained.
"Thanks, Alice." I muttered sarcastically.
"What!?" They cried in unison.
Edward, you better not have done anything.
"Just get in the car, Rosalie, and I'll explain. She glared at me for a few more seconds before she got in. "I sighed as I got in the driver's seat. How was I going to explain this? Alice got in the front next to me and gently squeezed my arm.
It's going to be okay Edward. Don't worry. Everything is going to be fine.
I smiled in thanks at her and she nodded he head in understanding. I had a feeling that she wasn't just trying to calm me down, but that she actually saw the outcome. I just wasn't sure whether she meant explaining to the family or the whole thing in general.
Edward, tell us right now!
"Look that new girl's blood was just very appealing; it was almost impossible to resist. I don't think I have ever encountered anything so potent and delicious. . . . but I didn't actually do anything or give in. I resisted, and Rosalie, you could be a little nicer." I might have left out a little bit, but they didn't need to know that.
Sorry.
"But, what exactly happened? First I saw you killing her on the spot, then you were killing the whole class, but later you were leading her in the forest, and then I saw you running out of the classroom." The whole time her eyes were closed and she was shaking her head like she couldn't make sense of it.
"At first, I was just finding ways to bide my time, trying to make the class go faster, and then I sort of was actually planning to kill her. I stopped myself when I thought of you guys and Carlisle and Esme, and then I was able not to do anything." I looked out of the windshield and noticed that we weren't that far from home. Wait, when did I start driving?
"It's fine Edward, we have your back." Alice said.
"Well, what are you gonna do, man?" Emmett questioned. I took a deep breathe before I answered.
"Uh, I tried switching classes, but that didn't work, so I think that I will just visit the Denali Clan for a little bit. You know, to prepare, I won't be gone long though." I quickly added that last part because of Alice's reaction to my leaving.
"Hold On" Alice replied. She closed her eyes and froze. Seconds later, images flashed through my mind. Glimpses of Carlisle and I in the hospital, Esme hugging me, me driving, Alice and Jasper hugging, flew through my vision. It was like I was watching a slideshow, only each picture was there for one second.
Alice smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes. "When we get home pack, talk to Esme, she'll worry, then go to the hospital and talk to Carlisle. We'll all miss you, you know."
"I know, I'll miss you, too." She hugged me around the waist and I rubbed her back with my right hand. That's when I noticed we were not to far away from the house. I don't even remember looking at the road once.
When we were getting out of the car, I thought of Esme and started thinking about her reaction. I don't think she'll take it very well, she might think of that time when I went out and tried a new way of life. I shuddered remembering what that was like.
Edward, if you want, I'll make sure Esme's calm when you talk to her.
"No, I don't want to manipulate her like that. I want to talk to her without any interference. "
Okay, I understand.
When I walked through the door, I saw Esme cleaning the glass wall.
"Edward, Alice told me you have something important to tell me" she said without turning around.
"Yeah, I do."
"Well . . . ." She replied turning around.
"I'm going to go to Denali for about a week."
Her eyebrows rose, and she put her hands on her hips. "Why?"
I took a deep breath before answering. "You know Chief Swan?" She nodded, encouraging me to continue. "And as you know, his daughter just moved to Forks."
"What do the Swans have to do with you leaving?"
I closed my eyes and put my hand on my forehead. I don't like explaining this. Especially repeatedly. "Well, today, Bella Swan ended up sitting next to me in one of my classes. Esme, I. . ., sh- she had the best smelling blood I have ever came across with. It was just so potent. I. . . . it took all I had not to kill her. It was just so hard."
"Oh Edward!" she wrapped her arms around me, enveloping me in a motherly hug. She was so caring, I felt like I was a young child who had scraped their knee.
"It's fine. You can go. Just come back soon. And I know you, you'll be able to resist her. I have faith in you. Tell the girls and Eleazar that I said hello will you?"
"Of course, and thank-you. You are the best-mother in the world. We're all lucky to have you. I love you, Esme."
"Edward, you are too kind. And I love you too." She let go of me and smiled sadly. "Go and pack."
"I will."
As I opened my bedroom door, Alice was standing in front of my couch with a big black bag in her hand.
"You didn't have to pack for me you know."
Alice grinned and outstretch her hand. "I know, but I wanted to. I couldn't honestly expect you to be able to put acceptable outfits together, could I?"
"Well I am almost a hundred years old. I think I can handle packing myself." I retorted with a chuckle.
"But you're a guy, so you would have to subtract about a hundred years from that"
"Oh really now?"
"Yes, You're actually the only male under 22 who gets to pick out their own outfit everyday."
I busted out laughing. She couldn't be serious could she? But something in the gleam of her eyes told me differently.
"I really will miss you."
"I know." She said softly. As I took the bag away from her, I pulled her into a hug with my free hand. We probably looked comical to an onlooker. Me, over 6 feet, hugging little pixie Alice, not even 5 foot.
Go to the hospital and talk to Carlisle, I'll tell everyone else bye for you.
"Thanks. I owe you for this one."
"Yeah, I know" She let go of me and sauntered out of my room.
I took one more look around the room, my eyes settling on the shelves of CD's. I went over to the shelves, picking out my most favorite ones: Debussy, Linkin Park, My Chemical Romance, The Greatest Hits of Jazz, 30 Seconds to Mars, and Muse.
I walked to the car, expecting someone to at least approach me, but if I didn't know any better, I would have assumed the house was empty. Alice must have told them not to disturb me. When I started the car, I reveled in the slight purring of my Volvo that I never get tired of. I flipped through the CD's finally settling on one after consideration. Clair de Lune filled the air, and instantly, well almost, my mind cleared. I was able not to think about to today, for which I was grateful.
As I neared the hospital, I searched for Carlisle's "voice" and found out he was in his office. He was on office on the second floor, I think.
On my way, the nurse at the desk stopped me. "Excuse me, where do you think you're going?" She was about in her fifties and was wearing scrubs, with unnaturally white-blonde hair.
"Dr. Carlisle's office."
"You're not allowed in there. He can't see patients during his break time." She countered.
"I'm his son, Edward Cullen." I replied a little smugly.
"Oh, go ahead." She sighed.
Geeze, kids these days. Always have to be so smart-alec. Back in my day. . . .
I ran straight to his office, forgetting the nurse completely.
"Carlisle!" I banged the door open. He glanced up, not looking surprised that I was here.
Edward, Alice already called me and explained everything. I would like you to explain the reason why though.
I closed my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose. I was dreading this, but not the same reason as Esme. I knew I would have to explain in more detail, I just hoped I didn't. I definitely did not want to relive that dreadful hour. I tried to word it out carefully.
"Carlisle, it was just so . . . enticing, so indescribable, I don't know where to start.
"Well just sit down and start from the beginning." Easier said than done. I don't even think I know where the beginning is.
"Well, today, a new girl came to school. We ended up having one class together and sat nest to each other. When she passed me up, it was so . . . hard not to kill her there. I think it might have been easier for me to sit in the operating room with you than it would be to be alone with her, without her bleeding. I tried switching classes but it couldn't be done, so now I'm just going to go to Denali and prepare or at least try to."
He nodded understandingly. I tuned out his thoughts so I could hear the speech as a whole instead of bits and pieces. Finally, he answered slowly at first then speeding up towards the end.
"Well, I think that's a good idea, considering the aspects. I'm not sure if it's too dangerous or not to let you go to class with her there. I mean, we do have faith in you, and we have your back, it's just those instincts you were feeling were natural for kind. I'll just have to figure something out later."
I was completely and utterly appalled. Never have I seen Carlisle with a loss of words, and I certainly don't remember him not being able to come up with a plan or advice. He must have seen the shock on my face because he quickly tried to save himself.
"I'm sorry; I just never had to deal with this. The last few times this happened, the humans were killed, and all we had to do is move. She doesn't suspect anything, does she?" He added with slight concern wrapped around his voice. I felt my brow knit together as I tried to remember that part of the event. I vaguely recall her thinking something along the lines of me hating her.
"No, I don't think she does. I wasn't paying much attention to that part of her during the time. I think she was thinking that I despised her, or she did something to offend me. I can't remember." I said shaking my head and standing up.
He stood up next to me, closed his eyes and started to rub his temples. Carlisle inhaled very deeply then sighed. He let go of his face, turned to me, then smiled a sad smile.
"Good-bye for now, Edward, just remember that we're your family and that we are always going to be there for you."
"Thank you Carlisle. I really appreciate it." I t was times like this when he truly was my father. Don't get me wrong, he was always a father figure to me, but he was more like a guardian. But now, it seemed like he was really my dad.
"You're welcome. Now you should probably get going, if you want to get there by morning." He said with a slight chuckle.
"You're right. I'll see you next week."
OooxooO
The drive to Alaska only took my about 9 to 10 hours so I got there at about 2:00 or 3:00. On the way there, I put in the Linkin Park CD, because it was the most distracting one in the car. As the lyrics pulsed through the air, I sang along desperately trying to forget. Unfortunately, most of the lyrics seemed like they were written for today. Every time the song changed, my thoughts would drift back to Biology class, or what happened at the house and the hospital, and then I would force myself to think of something else. It was a useless attempt and I knew it. I switched the CD from Linkin Park to jazz. I randomly picked a song and Billy Holiday started playing. I remembered when she first became famous. It was sometime around my "rebellious stage." When this song ended, Ray Charles came on. It was amusing almost that I was listening and thinking about music "back in my day" when I'm supposedly seventeen in 2005.
I loved music. It was my whole life along with my family, and nothing and no one will ever change that.
OooxooO
I smiled to myself as I pulled into the circular driveway. There were so many memories. This will always be my second home, the only place that's permanent.
The house was white and two stories tall. There were little brick steps leading up to the front door, and a wrap-around porch. It had blue shutters and a bay window on its left side towards the back. The home itself was square, and was at least 200 years old.
There were small bushes on both sides of the walkway, and trees in random spots in the yard. Since it was January, there was snow covering the ground and the roof, making the scene look like the cover of a Christmas card. A little ways away, there was a guesthouse that we stayed in, but you can't see it from here.
I walked up to the door, making as little sound as possible. I rang the doorbell, and waited for someone to answer. When the door opened, Kate stood there with her eyes as wide as saucers. She had dark brown hair, almost black, that went down to shoulders in perfect waves. She was 5' 6" and had a round face with soft features. Her full lips spread into a huge grin once the shock subsided.
"Edward!" She exclaimed as she flung herself at me.
"Kate!" I replied. She started talking a mile a minute. "What are you doing here? It's so good to see you! Where are the rest of them? How's it going? How's Alice? I wanted to show her this gorgeous gown I found. Oh, Eleazar will be so exci-"
"Kate, Kate, Kate!" I interrupted. "It's just me, I was wondering if I could stay for a little bit . . . ." I trailed off hoping she'd get my drift.
"Of course, but, uh-oh, what happened?" She still had l little bit of her accent.
"Nothing, I just came to visit." I replied innocently, I really didn't want to explain it again.
"By yourself?" she countered.
"Yes." I said curtly. She still looked unbelieving, but let me come in anyway.
"Did you bring a bag?" She asked turning towards me.
"Yeah, it's in the car. I'll get it later." She nodded and called for the rest of the family. One by one they appeared, having the same reaction as Kate. Instantly I was mobbed and a thousand questions were flung at me. Out of the four, only Eleazar stood leaning against the wall with a smug smile on his face.
"Girls, let the poor man go, por clamar ruidosamente!" He said with amusement.
He was Spanish, but you would never know it because of how pale he was. He was only an inch or two taller than me, and was in his mid- twenties. Eleazar had black hair that just covered his ears. He had a strong, square jaw, and his nose and eyes were sharp and angular. He was the complete opposite of Carmen, his wife. Carmen was 5'5" with jet-black hair that fell to her middle back. Her face was round and soft, and she had a small button nose that was perfect for her face. She was in her late-twenties, but looked about twenty-one. Both Carmen and Eleazar had their accents still in tact, sounding as if they had just come from Mexico or Spain.
Tanya and Irina looked like they were sisters. They both had straight, blonde hair, and were almost the same height-around 5'7". They had oval-shaped faces and big smiles. Irina had small eyes that got squinty whenever she laughed. Tanya had a wider nose and had a little more gleam in her eyes. Irina was the oldest of the two, but only by three or four years.
"Yes, everyone leave him alone. He's by himself and he needs a place to stay for a while." Explained Kate to some of there questions. They all left me and sat on the couch, their eyes all on me.
"How long are you staying, Edward?" asked Tanya.
"About a week."
"Why?"
"Just visiting."
"Where's the rest of the family?" asked Eleazar.
"Forks."
"Edward! Stop with the short answers and give us real explanations!" Irina half-yelled looking exasperated.
I didn't want to have to explain this all over again, but I guess one more time couldn't hurt. But then again, maybe it will.
I sighed loudly and sat on the chair in front of them. I looked around the room for the first time. They obviously redecorated since I've been here. They walls were a royal blue color, complementing the wood floors. The furniture was mostly white, scattered around the room. There was a large flat-screen TV, which I was sure wasn't used that often. A black, grand piano sat in the corner, which I assumed they only kept for me, since none of them knew how to play. When my eyes drifted back to them, five pair of tawny eyes was looking at me in anticipation.
"I guess I'll start from the beginning."
"Preferably, yes." Tanya blurted out. A pale hand slapped her in the side.
Sorry, Edward. I just want to know.
"Well, in Forks, a new girl came to the school. When sat next to me for one of my classes, she had the most appealing blood I had ever encountered. It took all I had not to kill her. So I decided to come here for a small vacation, and maybe ready myself for the next time I go to school." I gauged their reactions as they drank it all in.
Wow, I wish I could help, but I haven't had the need for human blood in the longest time.
That happened to me before; I could give you some advice if you want. That was Eleazar. I nodded in thanks and I knew we would discuss this in more detail later.
"Edward, go get your bag, I'll show you to your room." Said Kate.
I stood up and left to my car.
The room I was staying in was one the second floor. It was a deep red color, with a peachy colored carpet. There were empty shelves, and a black loveseat in the middle of the room. If I looked out the window, I could see some of the glaciers. I put my clothes in the large walk-in closet, and sprawled on the couch, trying to tune out there concerned thoughts.
OooxooO
My stay in Denali was uneventful. The only things I did were feed, talk to the family, and wish I could sleep.
Eleazar gave me really helpful advice. He told me to talk to her, try to keep my self distracted. He said that if I got to know her, I might start thinking of her as a person, not food. He said to breathe as little as possible and to hunt bigger animals and to feed very often-although I already knew that.
They also asked me about Carlisle and the rest of the family, and told what happened to them in the past two years. Kate gave me a lot of pictures of outfits that she claimed Alice "had" to see.
I waved good-bye to them from the confines of my car, missing them already. Something in my head told me that the drive home was going to seem extremely long.
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A/N: There you go, Chapter one. I have pictures of the Denali family and house on my profile, and by the way, Eleazar said "for crying out loud". I really need you to review and tell me if it was good or bad, and how I can make it better. Oh, and sorry that it took so long for me to update!
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