Meetings

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What if Charlie had been divorced not once, but twice? What if Bella knew she had a sister, but had never met her? What if Bella's sister knew about her, but never met her either? How would they react when they meet for the supposed first time?

Chapter 1

Once dad got home from work and we were sitting at the table for dinner, I gave him the piece of notepad that had Bella's message on it. He set the paper down next to his plate and quietly thanked me. The rest of dinner was that way, too; just filled with idle chatter and questions about each other's day. When dinner was over, Charlie went to watch TV and I worked on doing the dishes.

When I was finished with the dishes I went upstairs and grabbed my PJs. I walked into the bathroom and turned on the water in the shower. I let the water heat to my liking and then stripped my clothes off. I got into the shower, letting the heat from the water work out the tension from my muscles. I rinsed the soap from my body, and grabbed my bottle of ocean breeze-scented shampoo. I lathered my hair up with the shampoo and rinsed it out, following suit with the same scented conditioner.

After I was finished, I got out and wrapped my towel around me. I went to the mirror and brushed my teeth. As I opened the door and began to walk out into the hallway, I heard dad talking. I crept quietly to the top of the stairs, making sure that I wouldn't be seen.

"Of course I'd love for you to visit, Bells. It's just... your sister is here right now. I don't know if you should visit right now." I saw a confused look pass over his face. "It's not that, Bells. Maybe… maybe I can send her out sometime tomorrow afternoon. Then you can come over…" he paused once more. I stood there, wondering why he wouldn't want me to meet her. "All right. I'll tell her tomorrow morning that I need her to run into town for some fishing lures. Yea, that's fine. I don't mind seeing the others, since I haven't seen them in so long."

I listened to him say his goodbyes and I turned and rushed to my bedroom. I shut the door behind me and leaned against it. Why can't I meet her? She's my sister! I thought. I went over to my bed and dried off. I got dressed and went over to my computer, disconnecting it from the power cord and took it over to the bed. I sat down and connected to the internet, bringing up my email and sending an email to my mom; telling her about everything that had happened since I'd arrived. I signed out of my email and took my computer back to the desk and plugged it back into the power cord. I shut the lid and went back over to my bed, sat on the edge and opened the window, letting the humid night air in.

A knock sounded on the door and I heard Charlie ask if he could come in. "Come on in." I called. The door opened and he walked in, stopping right in the door jam. I turned from looking out the window and saw the "what are you doing?" look on his face. "Sorry. I just wanted to get a bit of fresh air. Did you need something?"

I watched him as he looked down at the floor and then back at me. "Tomorrow I was wondering if you could… run into town and pick me up some fishing lures. I haven't been fishing in a while and I'd like to go the next day I'm off." If I had known he wasn't trying to get me away from the house while my sister visited, I would have totally bought that excuse. I nodded my head and watched as he smiled at me. "Thanks, Lyn. All right, well, I'm gonna turn in for the night. Good night."

"Good night." Charlie turned and walked out of the room, shutting the door behind him. I sat on my bed, thinking over all the reasons why he could possibly not want me to meet my sister. Was I not good enough to meet her or something? I shook my head to dispel the way I was thinking and closed the open window. I reached over, shutting the lamp on the bedside table off and setting the alarm clock, and then crawled into bed. As I laid in the darkness, I fell asleep quickly and dreamt of the day when I would get to meet her for myself.

The alarm went off at seven o'clock, waking me from my dreams. I got to my feet and walked over to the closet. I pulled a green v-neck t-shirt off of a hangar and a pair of tan khaki's off of another. I shut the door to the closet and walked over to my bed, setting the clothes down. I went to the dresser and grabbed a pair of socks out of them, and snatched my pair of tennis shoes from beside the dresser. I walked over to the bed and began to undress, changing into the outfit I'd picked out. I put my socks and tennis shoes on and went downstairs, looking into the kitchen looking for Charlie. Not seeing him, I grabbed a set of keys off of the counter and snuck out of the house. If dad wanted fishing lures, I'd get them; first thing in the morning when the store opened, and when my sister came… I'd be able to meet her.

I got into the rusted Chevy truck and started it up. I put the car in reverse and pulled out of the driveway. I drove into town to Newton's Outdoor Sports Store and went inside, beginning my search for fishing lures. After some help from the female store clerk, I got what Charlie wanted and paid for them. After acquiring what I came for, I returned to the truck and drove back home.

When I got home there were three cars besides Charlie's cruiser; a Volvo, a jeep, and a Mercedes. I parked across the street, that way the guests would have space to pull out when they left. I got out of the truck and walked up to the house and entered through the back door (which I'm guessing Charlie added sometime after Bella moved out), and into the kitchen.

"Dad!" I called out. "I'm home! I got the fishing lures like you wanted!" I put the lures on the counter and began walking toward the hallway. I heard some shuffling around in the living room as I walked in there. I was stunned to find that the teenagers from the airport were sitting in the room with him, as were two other people.

Charlie looked over at me from where he sat with one of the females; I recognized her from the airport. "Lyn… I thought you'd be longer." I stood there thinking to myself that this was a bad idea.

"Um… Well, the cashier made a suggestion when I told her I was looking for fishing lures. I've been gone for almost an hour and a half." I explained. Turning around, I began walking toward the stairs. "I'll just be up in my room… if you need me." I began to ascend the stairs, and a quiet voice stopped me while I was entering the bedroom. I turned around and found the girl who was sitting next to dad standing at the top of the stairs.

She looked beautiful; pale skin, brown eyes, and bouncy brown locks that went halfway down her back. "Um… wait! Why don't you join us? It's not a problem that you came home too early. I was actually hoping I could meet you…" she spoke in a velvet voice. It took me a moment to put together what she was talking about. "You're… Bella?" I asked in a small voice. She nodded her head and I felt my stomach do a flip.

"Yes, I'm Bella. I've wanted to meet you for a while, but Charlie wouldn't let me. I'm glad that you just showed up out of the blue." She admitted. I smiled and felt my cheeks flush with color. She took my hand and led me back to the living room. I followed behind her as she sat me down next to her on the couch with Charlie. I looked around at all the other people in the room and then at the floor.

Charlie cleared his throat, gaining my attention. "Lyn, these are the Cullens." All of them nodded at me politely and I smiled. Charlie motioned to the two people I hadn't recognized, "These are Carlisle and Esme." They said quiet hellos and I nodded.

He motioned to the male with the curly hair and strong build, and the blonde who I'd thought of as a femme fatale. "Those are Emmett and Rose." The three of us exchanged quick glances and a nod. He kept going with the honey-haired blonde male and the small pixie-like girl. "Alice and Jasper," he acknowledged. The last male was the bronze-haired boy who had helped me to my feet. "And Edward." Edward said hello and I replied likewise.

"And, of course, I'm Bella." My sister introduced, laughing a little. I laughed and soon they began talking about whatever they'd been talking about. I excused myself from the room and went into the kitchen, grabbing a glass and filling it with water.

Meeting my sister was not how I'd dreamt it would be. Since I'd been sitting next to her on the couch, I'd been feeling a bit self-conscious; all of the Cullens were extremely beautiful and I wondered how they had obtained their beauty. Obviously, they had been talking about something completely different when I walked inside, and they had just changed the topic since I was in the room with them. I downed my glass of water and went upstairs and into my room. I closed the door and went to the desk drawer and pulled out a book of poems by Robert Frost. I opened the closet door and found the quilt that had been laying there when I went through it for the first time.

Hearing a knock on my window, I went toward it. I pulled the curtains back and screamed, seeing a hideous face in one of the panes. I fell backwards, losing my balance, and hit my head on the corner of the desk. The person in the window began laughing and tried opening the square. It felt like seconds until there was a whole group of people in the room, and Bella was opening the window for the laughing form of Jacob Black.

Charlie came over to me, taking in me rubbing my head. Carlisle came over to us as Charlie helped me to my feet. I glared at Jacob the entire time Carlisle, who Charlie told me was a doctor, looked at the back of my head that had collided with the desk. "You should be fine. You might want to put some ice there, to reduce the chances of swelling." I nodded my head as everyone was talking to Jacob. The talking stopped soon enough and they all looked at me to see if I was okay. Jacob began laughing again, and I glared murderously at him. Everyone turned and began to leave the room.

"What's so funny!? You made me hit my head!" that only seemed to fuel his laughter. Getting angrier than I already was, I marched over to him and shoved him. After I shoved him, I realized that he hadn't moved an inch. He had a shit-eating grin on his face and I felt my face grow hot. Argh! I hate him! I thought to myself.

I grabbed my book of Robert Frost poems and the quilt from the closet, and maneuvered my way through all the bodies in the room. As I was leaving the room, I threw a threat at Jacob. "If I were you, I would think twice before I tried something like that again!"

I stormed out of the house and into the woods behind it. I stuck my book at the top of my pants and fanned the blanket out. After I got the quilt situated, I grabbed my book out of my pants and laid down on my stomach. I opened my book and began to read the first poem when I heard a branch snap from somewhere in front of me. My head snapped up as my eyes roamed around the small clearing. "Is somebody there?" I questioned. I got up on my knees and looked around the clearing, wondering what was in here with me. "Jacob, if that's you, knock it off!"

Another branch snapped, this time coming from somewhere off to my left. I let go of my book, letting it close, and got to my feet. I walked in the direction that I heard the branch snap, and pushed past the trees that were blocking my path. The trees in front of me blocked my view of whatever was in here with me. I kept walking further into the forest, ignoring the fact that I was probably going to end up lost. I heard was sounded like footsteps as I kept going further, and I followed the sound.

Is somebody hiking through here or what!? I thought. As I kept walking, I was unaware that the footsteps had stopped. I kept walking, looking around, trying to see if anyone was around me. I stopped in front of a tree that had fallen over, knocking over other some other trees and creating a mini clearing. I put my hand on the tree and looked around; this seemed the perfect place for whatever it was to either show itself… or attack. As I looked around, all I could see was a vast amount of trees and dirt.

Thinking that maybe I had been overreacting, I turned around and began walking back to where my book and the quilt were. I guess being outside in a clearing by myself, my mind was kicking into overdrive. I made sure that I paid attention to everything in front of me as I kept walking. I didn't want to trip over anything. It took me longer to get back to the clearing, since I kept looking over my shoulder. I was making myself majorly paranoid.

When I got back into the clearing, Jacob was sitting on my quilt, looking through my book of poems. I walked over to him, stopping near the edge of the quilt, and crossed my arms. "Is there a particular reason why you're on my quilt and looking through my book?" He looked up at me, amusement sparkling in his eyes.

"You know, I'll give you credit. You lasted a week! Are you going home after this next week, though?"

I looked at him, wondering why he'd want to know something like that. "No, I'm not." I answered. "I graduated early, and I'm taking a year's sabbatical from school. I decided that I wanted to visit with dad for a while. I haven't come to Forks in over two years, because I was overseas in France. Student exchange program." I explained, keeping my stance.

Jacob scrutinized me intently. "Well… I guess… I'm kind of sorry." He apologized. My mouth dropped open in shock. Jacob Black was apologizing to me!? Did hell just freeze over? "And I guess I'm sorry that I've been mean to you. Especially with the mud puddle!" I pursed my lips together and turned and walked out of the clearing, seeing Bella and the group of teenagers coming toward us. I heard Jacob following behind me, catching up to me in three quick strides.

Bella saw my expression and looked at Jacob. "Jake, what did you do!? If you did anything, so help me…" Jacob cut her off.

"Relax, Bella! I was just apologizing to her!"

All of the Cullen teens looked at me and saw my expression. "Doesn't look that way to us, Jake! It looks like you insulted her or something." Bella stated.

"I swear, Bells! I just apologized to her for picking on her… and pushing her in a mud puddle…" he cut off with a smirk on his face. I spun around to face him, angry once more.

"You pushed her in a mud puddle!? Jake, how…"

"When we were eight he pushed me in a mud puddle." I interrupted her. "I was visiting dad the summer when I was eight. Dad went fishing with Billy and Harry, leaving me near the edge of the river with Jacob. We were talking and for no reason, he pushed me into the mud puddle that we'd been making together." I glared at Jacob and ended the story. I didn't think that she needed to know that Jacob had said that he liked her more than me.

"And so I apologized for that, too. I thought that sine she's staying in Forks for a little while longer… I'd try and get on good terms with her." Jacob told Bella.

I thought to myself for a couple moments as I turned around. "Fine, apology accepted. Now if you'll excuse me, I'd like to go to my room." I began walking toward the house, hearing the faint sounds of their voices talking to one another. I wondered what they were talking about, but kept myself going until I was through the kitchen door and in the hallway.

I made my way to my room and shut the door behind me. I went over to my still open window and closed it. I sat down on the bed and looked around the room, feeling tired and overwhelmed; that was when I noticed the small blue book sticking out from underneath a corner of the desk. I got to my feet and walked over to the desk, kneeling down and grabbing the book. There was a weird Indian design on the cover, but I didn't really care. I opened a drawer of the desk and slid the book inside; I'd read it later if I got bored.

I heard a knock on my door and I called for the person to enter. Bella walked in, closing the door behind you. "Hey." She greeted. I smiled and she walked over to the desk chair, sitting down in it. "Jacob told us what else happened that day." When I didn't answer she kept going. "He admitted to us that he told you he liked me more than you." My mouth dropped open and I couldn't think of anything to say to her.

"I'm not… jealous!" I choked out. "I never thought of Jacob like that anyway." She laughed and had me laughing not long after. Soon we were asking each other questions; what kind of books did we read, what subjects we liked in school. We must have been in my room for hours talking because the pixie-like girl came upstairs telling Bella it was time to go.

The girl, who Bella reminded me was named Alice, stood in the doorway while Bella grabbed her sweater and put it on. She looked at Alice and walked toward her, stopping at the door. "One more question before I go. Who is your favorite music artist?"

I thought to myself, thinking through all the artists that I liked; but only one was my favorite. "I'd have to go with Debussy." I told her. "I love his music, it's so heartfelt. Clair de Lune is my favorite track, though." She smiled and nodded her head, "He's one of mine, too. I agree, Clair de Lune is a wonderful track. See you sometime soon. Bye." I watched as she turned, smiled at Alice, and walked out. Alice smiled at me and said goodbye, then shut the door behind her.

I sat there thinking about everything that had happened in the span of one day. I'd gotten Charlie's fishing lures, met my sister and her new family, gotten picked on by Jacob Black, traipsed through the forest behind the house, gotten apologized to by Jacob, and had a heart-to-heart conversation with my sister who I'd only known for thirteen hours. I looked out my bedroom window and saw the three cars pulling out and speeding off down the road. Now that my sister knew about me, and we'd met… I felt like I was completely whole now. I was beginning to like Forks a whole lot more now.

A lot has happened for Cristalyn in one day! But what's lurking in the forest behind the house? I'd love to hear what you guys think about what should be in forest? Is it a nomad vampire, a fellow pack mate of Jacob's or something else? Reviews are welcome!