Chapter 2

We were all still sitting in the field we had landed in. The way I figured it, Mya's friends would be the biggest problem; their love of Twilight could make them go up to the Cullens, tell that they know the secret and get themselves killed. My other biggest worry was that we would not get out of here very quickly and we wouldn't be able to find a place to stay.

"Hey Austin," AD asked, "What if we can't find a place to stay." That worry had evidently dawned on him too. "We could talk to the Cullens," I said in a low voice, I grimaced as I said the next part, "But if we do that, we risk death. However, if we all pool our money, we might all be able to stay at a cheap motel."

"Is that really a good idea?"

"Either that or we could sleep on the street."

"All the moss in the forest could make quite a nice bed."

"Yeah, that's true, but there's always the possibility of an animal attack."

He pondered that for a moment, a smile crossing his face.

"Why are you smiling," I asked nervously.

"Because," he said, "I'm gonna try and get those Cullen people to help us all out and you're gonna help me."

"Oh no," I said, "I am not getting involved with the scheme you're thinking of!"

"Aw, come on! You're the one person I can talk to who knows these people at all!"

"Fine, I'll help you! God, with the bugging you're worse than Taylor."

"Okay, the way to do this is, we have to play on their personalities in a way that gets them to let all of us stay with them."

"And how do you propose we do that."

"Tell me about how their personalities are and we'll use that knowledge to get them to help us."

"Well Esme, the mother, is very compassionate and loves any excuse to renovate something."

Adrian had taken out his note pad and was jotting down notes as I spoke.

"Bella the young dark-haired one who drives the red Ferrari is very stubborn and headstrong. She's also in her newborn vampire years so she's the strongest in muscle. Rosalie, the blonde one you were staring at is also headstrong and she doesn't like it when she doesn't get her way. Edward is very classical and well brought up. Emmett is a jokester and loves to watch human faults. Jasper is someone who can feel other people's emotions and he loves to be in a good emotional climate."

"Huh?"

"He likes to be among happy people. Alice, the perky spiky haired one is really optimistic and loves to use people like Barbie dolls."

"Okay, that's weird."

"Yes, yes it is. Carlisle, the blonde guy in a doctor's coat; the father; is also very compassionate and he likes to help people when he can."

"This is all very good stuff and we can use most of it to our advantage."

Adrian and I walked over to the rest of our classmates. When we first told them of our postulation they dismissed it as crazy; however, to our surprise Amber and her friends backed us up and since they're popular, everyone believed them. I rolled my eyes at the reason people believed those girls.

Our classmates—some of them friends—allowed AD to have the floor to speak. He told them of his plans to play on the Cullens' varying personality traits to get their sympathy. Some thought it was a good idea, others thought it was crazy, but they agreed that it was their best bet for getting a place to stay that wasn't the street. We asked the people in town for directions to the house of the Cullens. Many people turned us away as street kids they didn't want to be associated with. However, we finally found someone who told us the location. We followed the directions to the letter. We arrived at the Cullens' house. It was huge. Everyone was scared to ring the doorbell. Amber stepped up to ring the doorbell. Ding-dong!

To be continued…