Hi! This chapter is slightly bigger than the others, I hope you enjoy it.

3rd person POV-

Esme was already inside the limo that would take her to New York, she was happy that she was going to see how an human family works, and possibly, what was like to have actual children for 2 weeks. But she was also sad, leaving her vampire family behind while an human stayed in her place was not something that she was keen on. She'd never been so much time apart from her family.

After a couple of hours and a plane flight, Esme was now being driven to the new family house. She passed by an huge mall and remembered how the girls would love to shop there. At least the girls apart Bella. she only became to hate shopping even more with her transformation. She passed by a park with many trees and birds chirping. She instantly remembered how Valentine, her newest daughter, would love to be there.

An hour had passed and the limousine entered a street where all houses where the same, like in "Despicable Me", a movie that Emmett made them watch on Movie Monday.

The limo stopped in front of one of the houses and Esme got out. The house was a pale yellow like all the others in that neighborhood, it had a white fence around the house, but the paint was already pealing. The grass was yellow, like it hadn't been watered in ages.

She finally got in the house, which for TV image, the door was already open. It had a small hall with a chair where some jackets hung. She took her jacket off and placed it there too. From the hall she went to the kitchen, where the house manual laid on the counter. The kitchen had no microwave and was pretty simple. Next was the living room, which was the clear fail of a blue themed room. It had no television.

Esme climbed the stairs to the second floor. The first door was a room. It looked like a girl's room, but she wasn't sure about it. The room had no personality. The second door was another room. This looked like a boy's room, but like the first one, Esme wasn't sure. The third door was also a room, but this belonged to older people, the parents, she assumed. The fourth room was a bathroom.

She went to the kitchen and started reading the manual.

"Dear new mom,

I'm Tazmira, and me and my husband, Ted, have 3 children. Amy, she's the youngest, she's 7. And Mathew and Michael, they're twins and they're 14. We are the Johnson's family.

In this household the rules are strict, the children are educated to be someone wealthy in society one day. Because of this, to achieve their success, the children aren't allowed to watch TV, have a strict bedtime and do most of the housework. We believe that the children should only spoke when spoken too and that children shouldn't be listened to and they should only listen.

The children also have their day full of activities. If they're occupied they will not cause trouble. For more information of their activities check the list on the fridge.

I hope to bring order, better behavior and understanding to your family while you stay with my perfect one."

Esme didn't spoke trough the hole reading. She was astonished.

"This children are treated like slaves, having no time to do what they like. Children should have fun." Esme spoke to the cameras.

"Come to the living room, the family is about to come."

Esme soot on the couch and waited for the family. After 5 minutes a medium build, black haired man walks trough the door, with tree children behind him. They all had black hair, but the boys had brown eyes while the girl had greenish ones.

"Hello, I'm Ted, as you already may know." The dad of the family spoke.

"Hello, I'm Amy." The youngest one said.

"Hello, I'm Michael." One of the twins said.

"Hello, I'm Mathew." The last one said. They all spoke like of they were robots.

The family soot on the opposite couch, everyone looked like statues, unmoving, like they had the most important person in the world in front of them. The dad of the family, for the sake of the TV show, spoke up.

"So, what's your name?" He spoke in a monotone.

"I'm Esme Cullen." Esme answered.

"How many children do you have?" Ironically, Esme couldn't think of any better question to start this. By the little she knew of this family, they wouldn't accept it that well.

"Me and my husband have 7 kids. Well, not so kids anymore..." Esme let out a chuckle in hopes of loosening the tension a bit.

"Seven kids? They probably were hard to raise... I mean, having to go through their childhood and teenage years was probably difficult." Ted hit right on the point for Esme to say that they were 'adopted'.

"They were adopted when they most needed, we didn't pass by childhood with any of them..." To say that the look on the other family's faces was priceless was an understatement.

"Oh... Sure..." The father retreated in the couch, the still and strict figure disappearing.

"What are their names?" Amy spoke for the second time since Esme arrived. She was young, innocent, but she did notice the disproving, scolding look her father threw her.

"Their names are Valentine, Emmett and Rosalie, Alice and Jasper, and Edward and Bella." Esme spoke kindly, not wanting to scare the girl more that she was from the dagger looks her father was throwing her.

"You said their names paired up, are they all twins and brothers?" Ted spoke again, cold voice, not anymore the polite and strict one he was using before. If he was already pissed up (?), saying the truth was going to make his mood even worse.

"No... They all date within each other, except Valentine. We allow it since they aren't related." Again, the look on their faces was something form another world, for them it was scandalous, and for others back in Forks it was too. Esme didn't blame them, she recognized it was indeed strange for outsiders.

"Well, kids, go wash up and then make dinner. Esme, you can use the room upstairs of you want. I've already planned on staying on the couch of this 2 weeks. I'll be meting some of my work friends." With that said, Ted went out of the house, lazily picking up his jacket on the way.

Esme offered to help with dinner but the kids refused it, saying she should follow the house rules for the first week.

It was going to be a long week for Esme. All that she was that her family was good back home.

I'm sorry for not updating in so long, I have no excuse for my hiatus and I wont make up one. Writer's block and laziness took over me.

Well, I hope you wait for the next chapter!