Edward

'St Patrick's boarding for boys' this prestigious establishment had been my home for far too long. The people hear conceded and heartless. I had seen it so many times students came here normal, some even humble about there good fortune only to be enveloped buy everything this placed stood for. And that one thing was money.

"Cullen, what the hell happened to your clothes?" Jasper chuckled walking into my dorm and pulling at my empty draws.

"Yeah, it sucks! Some thieving bastard broke into my room and ripped me off! Worse still the scummy assholes took my jocks" I chuckled back shoving my toiletries in my already busting suitcase.

"You know you have reached the bottom of the food chain, and should really start questioning your life if you're stealing people's jocks. Especially yours' he snickered in disgust.

"Fuck you" I replied bluntly

"Christ. I can't believe were actually going to LIVE in Forks" Jasper sighed picking up in my mood and sounding as jaded as I felt.

Forks wasn't new to us, we had both been there before. Esme sending us when school holidays were on or when she didn't want me in the house. This was often. The upside being that when we would visit it would be right after exams, it was cold yes, but being so drab was ok when you wanted to relax. I shuddered envisioning having to exist like that day in day out. Forks the type of place you drive by not live in.

"I know, but thank fuck for Emmett he might make living there bearable." I added trying to sound positive for Jaspers sake. My cousin Emmett, buff, smart and funny. He was the Male version of Mary fucking Poppins. 'Practically perfect in every fucking way'.

"Speaking of let's go before Emmett has a cry about being late, told him I'd be there at 4pm… I'll follow you?" Jasper questioned gripping the door and jumping into his 1962 Eldorado as we made our way to Forks. Showoff.

My own resentment was the only reason I hated it, that car has scored Jasper some of the hottest ass in Washington state. And what did I have? A fucking Volvo, Unlike Jaspers It didn't scream pussy magnet, just pussy. My mother if you could call her thathad 'surprised' me last year with it, rambling something about it being 'safe'. What did she give a fuck if I crashed anyway, it's not like she'd miss me. She didn't even see me as it is.

"K" I mumbled grabbing my Case and heading down stairs to my car. No use avoiding the inevitable.

The drive from Seattle to Forks past quickly with Jasper up my ass we had cut the usual four hour drive to Forks into a 2 and half hour sprint.

"Fucking Sunday drivers" I muttered to myself peering around the rusty truck in front of me searching for a way to overtake it. Its 35mph not 20 retard. Christ this was the longest part of the trip. Worse still it the Ute got continuously slower, as if it was slowing down on purpose.

Looking in my revision mirror Jasper mouthed something that I could only assume was "What. the fuck?" as he raised his hand sharply gesturing at the truck ahead.

I continued following the retard in front of me at a snails pace finally overtaking it a few miles before the exit to Carlisle's. The house came into view, it was still the same. 'Alpine living' is what my mother had once called it. Four bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, spa pool and huge backyard complemented with lush gardens. If you had to stay in Forks this place was it.

Pulling up the step driveway I found Emmett standing at the door with a grinning looking wide eyed and expectant. Jasper was the first to get out. Sliding out of his car, suitcase in hand he strolled to Emmett acting suave and unaffected by the whole situation. Three hours ago he was bitching about being stuck here, now he's acting like Emmett's a long lost brother!

I followed suit reaching across the front seat I grabbed my suitcase and made my way to the house. Dawdling up the stairs joining Emmett and Jasper mid conversation.

"Sup Edward, so what did you do this time?" Emmett asked with a shit-eating grin.

"Hey, it wasn't me. Ask this fuckwit" I frowned jerking my head in Jaspers Reaction. He wasn't putting his shit on me.

"Yeah whatever, lets just get inside its freezing" Jasper moaned cutting me off before I could divulge any more information, and we made to the front door.

Opening the door we entered the U shaped hallway, the toilet being the first room to the right adjacent to that the kitchen with bar that split the room into a small lounge, further down again to the right was Carlisle's room. The hall way wavered into a half circle coming to and exit and revealing the winding staircase that led down stairs. I jogged down the steps following Emmett and Jasper as the staircase came to close revealing two large bedrooms on the right.

"This first one's still mine, the second is Jasper's and you can have the end one on the left" Emmett Chuckled pointing at the room on the far side of the hall. Asshole.

I entered the room freezing as the realization that I would be spending the majority of my stay here in this cramped confinement. Fucking Emmett. The room he had given me was the smallest in the house.

The large cast iron bed backed up against the wall fixed to the ceiling was the same small TV I had spent countless hours watching with Jasper and Emmett. Directly to my right was the closet filled with what looked like woman's clothing. I didn't know Carlisle had a missus.

Against the right hand side wall of the bedroom was a lone chest; the draws were slightly ajar and appeared to be empty. Throwing my suitcase on the bed I began unpacking shoving my clothes within the empty draws.

Grabbing my toiletries bag or whatever the fuck there called I made my way to the bathroom.

"Damn that was quick, it only takes you five minutes to unpack?" Emmett questioned looking up at me in disbelief as I entered the bathroom.

"Yeah, well I don't need any of that excessive hair shit to make me good it comes naturally. What the fuck is this anyway?" I asked picking up a bottle on the counter and reading it. "'Pore deminisher?. God you really are a fag" I mocked nodding at the ridicules amount of cosmetics on bathroom counter.

"Ha- fucking-Ha it's not mine asswipe" Emmett spat sourly looking hurt.

"Whose is it then? Wait is that why there are clothes in my room? Is Carlisle seeing someone? " I spewed my words out. No that I gave two shits but I had known my uncle all my life and since Emmett's mum left he had never been with anyone else, well at least not in a relationship anyway. And definitely not a serious one, not something long enough for them to have there shit at his house.

"Has Carlisle got a missus?"Jasper asked sounding surprised as we made out way upstairs.

"It's just a friend of his; she was staying here for a few weeks with her kids while she found an apartment." He said turning as a speck of excitement crept into his eyes.

"And damn! You should see her kids. Two girls and they are fucking fine!" he said smiling widely as he proceeded to fill us in on the 'Dwyer girls'. They were folk law in this town. Two of the 'finest piece's of ass in Washington State' according to Emmett.

The oldest sister Rosalie being "hotter than the fucking sun" a tall, tanned, blue eyed vixen who Emmett had had recurrent fantasies about since he had meet her (and as such was untouchable).

The youngest and slightly less hot sister, a girl named Bella also tall, skinny but with dark hair, brown eyes and "a perfect ass". The only down side was the fact that according to Emmett she "wasn't like that." Which I take it meant she was either gay or tight. I didn't ask, I didn't really care.

The third Girl wasn't exactly a sister but a cousin, still a Dwyer he had assured us. A short pixie haired girl, called Alice petite and bubbly she was known for her wild side.

So basically the only descent pussy in this Podunk town were these three girls

A narcissistic bitch.

A prude.

A short haired lesbian.

"Beer?" Emmett asked handing me and Jasper a bottle out of the fridge.

"Yeah. I need a fucking smoke though, I'll be out the front."I said taking the beer. I pulled my packet out of my jeans while fumbling for my lighter out and headed out to the front door.

I realized I hadn't had a smoke since we'd left, lighting the cigarette I inhaled deeply. hmm that's better.

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