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Samantha Whitlock
Carla disappeared out of the house in a flash, resulting in an unnatural breeze to greet my face; her boredom had taken a hold of her. As it often did, she had always one to be controlled by her emotions. To tell Carla what to do was impossible, even I couldn't tell her what to do, and we were like family, only suggestions could be made to Carla, not orders.
I stared at the bare space on the floor where she had been sitting; it was like she had been building up an invisible rubber band, it had been stretching and stretching, just like how it was a stretch for her to sit still. Though, now that she had removed herself from the room, the rubber band retracted back to normal size, releasing all tension in the room, well tension for her anyway.
I glanced sideways at Jasper; I wondered what it was like to feel those emotions in real time, even if you didn't want to. His face was serene, as he merely stared at the TV screen, I guess if you so used to something, it was easy to ignore it, but it was still mind boggling. He met my gaze, and I beamed a smile at him, it was hard not to smile at my brother, he just had one of those faces that made me smile. Though, it could possibly be due to the fact that I hadn't seen him in almost 200 years, though technicalities could be a bore.
My grin faulted when I heard a frustrated grunt come from in front of me. Emmett. I sighed, his tolerance was only a fraction better than Carla's, he groaned again as if in pain, maybe less than a fraction.
"What's your problem?" Jasper asked Emmett sarcastically.
He whipped his head to look Jasper directly in the face, and although his skin was as smooth as marble, a distinctive crease formed between his eyebrows.
"Just because you too have your happy endings, doesn't mean I can't be bored." He retorted back to Jasper, including me into his sulk session.
"Well, leave." Jasper told him bluntly, and although I was watching Emmett's face, I could tell Jasper was smirking.
"What am I meant to do if I leave, Rosalie has left, the midget put her in foul mood, and the rest of them have stuff to do?" Emmett whined.
I looked out of reflex to look for Rosalie, she was gone. I felt strange that I didn't notice her leave, though I was daydreaming, it was understandable, and it wasn't like she made a big deal about it.
"Well I don't really care; all I really care about is that your mood is making me feel frustrated." Jasper argued back, though his voice stayed sure and calm, just like I remembered it.
Emmett moved to the sofa opposite the one Jasper and I were seated in, I watched him. It was amusing to find someone so similar to Carla, and here I thought she was one of a kind, clearly I was wrong.
Emmett sensed my gaze, and looked up and stared back. An amused smirk grew on my face, and a scowl greeted him.
"What are you staring at?!" He asked me exasperated.
My smirk grew bigger, "You amuse me," A small laugh slipped through my lips, the lines between his eyebrows reappeared.
"Well I'm glad I'm here for your amusement." He told me.
"No you're not, from what I can tell, you are quite pissed off at me." I told him, I was bordering on laughter, one more word form his mouth and I would surely lose control.
"Argh! Why do all you people do this to me!? You're just like Edward with your sly comments, it pisses me off!" His voice was booming, though I had learned recently, it was how he talked.
"Don't compare me to the cheater, you know nothing about me." I told him calmly, only Jasper would know the underlining anger in my voice.
"Wanna bet? Edward annihilated you before, you suck." I felt my left eye twitch at his comment, what did he just say?
"Emmett, drop it." Jasper warned him.
"No, no Jazz. C'mon Emmett, let it out, what do you have to say?" I sneered his name, he looked at me a smirk on his face, this was obviously how he amused himself.
"You were no match for Edward, he totally owned you." He insulted me again.
I got to my feet, Jasper quickly got up after me, followed by Emmett, a bit slow was this one.
"It was a tie." I told him angrily, my voice rising no louder.
He snorted, and it made me snap. To be told I was like the cheater, and then that the cheater beat me, he had some nerve.
"From what I could tell, Carla was totally killing you until she had her moment, so tell me, what is it like to know that a girl is stronger than you?" I asked him, heavy sarcasm covering my voice.
That one hit a nerve, and my smirk repapered on my face as I watched his reaction, it was quite amusing. He looked at like he though his eyes could bore a hole in my head, though that was physically impossible, even for a vampire.
Jasper's arms twitched slightly, as if in reaction to the emotions in the room, he was ready to pounce.
"Argh, why don't you just not talk?!" Emmett yelled at me.
I raised one eyebrow at the enraged vampire, stop talking?
"Now why would I do that when I'm having so much fun talking to you, Emmett?" I contradicted him; it was like flashing a red flag to a bull.
He took a step forward, as if attempting to challenge me, Jasper didn't want this, though before he could block me from Emmett I walked in front of him. I took graceful steps until I was right in Emmett's face.
"Hmmmm," I implied I was waiting for an answer, "Why was it I should stop talking?" I kept teasing, kept dangling that red flag.
I deep growl rumbled within his chest, I could hear Jasper's feet move slightly in reaction. My face only inches from his, I could feel his breath brush against my face, his breathing heavy enough to brush my hair from my cheeks.
"Get away from me." Emmett grumbled deeply, as if to threaten me.
"Oh?" I leaned back, still keeping my feet in the same position. "Does me being this close intimidate you, I mean I know you were weak ,but I didn't know you were a coward." I smirked at his face.
He snapped, it all happened in a blink of an eye, one minute he was tensely standing in front of me, and the next his hands were gripped on my shoulders and he had sent us flying through the air. I felt myself land into the wall just behind the couch Jasper and I had been sitting in. I laughed out loud, and he growled fiercely in response.
"Get off her, Emmett!" Jasper yelled from right next to me.
"Leave it Jazz, I deserve this." I smiled at Emmett's face.
Though before the smile had fully formed on my lips, I kicked him in the gut, releasing his body weight from me. I flipped upwards and into a hunting stance as I saw him smash into the couch he had been sitting in.
"Samantha," Jasper's voice reprimanded me.
Emmett immediately regained his stance and prepared himself for me, though all I did was laugh.
"Not one for self control, are we?" I taunted him again, as I straightened up my stance.
He growled his words, "So you're just going to kick me in the gut and expect me to back down?"
I thought about it, letting him observe my face whilst I pondered. Back down. No that wasn't what I was doing. No, I was more going to not destroy the house. Not upset my brother. I told him the one reason that was keeping me from attacking him.
"I can't be bothered fighting a vampire who loses to girls." I mocked him, not smiling, appearing completely serious.
"What?!" He pounced for me.
All I did was flash to the side, he wouldn't of seen me, neither would Jasper, I moved faster than anyone. Emmett landed in a crouch, and slowly got up to glare at me.
"Is it really smart to destroy your home? Trust me, there will be other, more civilized ways in which you can have me beat you." I daggled the red flag again.
I watched Emmett's fists curls into tense balls at his sides, he was beyond furious at me. Jasper sighed, and sat in the couch again, he knew the worst of the confrontation was over.
"I'm…..going out." He muttered angrily and ran form the room.
I sighed an amused sigh, he was so much like Carla it was scary, although she maybe had better control of her temper. Jasper just looked at me, he wasn't impressed, though he wasn't mad, he knew Emmett had it coming. He seem to always have it coming.
The rest of the day had panned out smoothly, despite the confrontation between Edward and Carla, when she arrived home with Renesmee. Emmett and I, even though he didn't want to cooperate with, had to stop Edward form ripping Carla's throat out.
I had tried to scold her, tell her what she did was wrong, though she knew that I knew nothing ever did get through to her, and so I gave up.
We spent the next few days getting to know the Cullen's; I spent most of my time with Alice and Jasper. Alice and Rosalie had taken me to a huge shopping mall, where we had bought nearly every outfit, shoe, bag and jewelry possible. Carla had almost come, though she had wrangled herself out of it somehow. Typical. She had spent he time with Emmett and Bella, though mainly Emmett. From what she told me they had been having various competitions, changing from boulder throwing competitions to tree smashing contests. They were preparing for the ultimate arm wrestle, which was even been given a date for. Carla had told me, though I had been otherwise preoccupied with clothes to really listen.
From what I could tell this family loved each other very much, protected each other and cared for each other. Everything a family should be and represent, vampire or human. So towards the end of Carla and my first week with this unusual Cullen family, I decided we would fit in perfectly.
Carla Mansfield
Bang! My first slammed into the table and hard. There was a slight shudder beneath me and the entire table came crashing down to the floor. What can I say, it had fought valiantly but it seemed tables just weren't meant to host Vampire arm wrestles. Honestly, I couldn't blame the poor thing.
I had just been beaten for the fourth time in a row by Emmett, not exactly a score to be proud of. Hey, what could I say, I knew it was coming, I mean have you seen the size of that guy. But me, well, being me, never wanting to give up without a fight, no matter how hopeless the odds. Some people call it stupidity; I like to think of it as courage. Call it what you like, it was possibly the only reason I was looking across the table at Emmett pleadingly, silently asking for another round. The novelty had long worn off, with the crowd dispersing after my first crushing defeat, but I wasn't going anywhere without my dignity. I had some pride you know. Emmett stared blankly at the table for a second and then turned his horror struck glare on me. It took me a moment to realize why he looked so panicked. Ah, it was quite possible that the table may have been a tad important. Ok call me heartless if you like, but I just wasn't used to the sentimentality of objects, it was a table for crying out loud, use it for fire wood.
I almost cracked the joke, trying hard not to burst into laughter, but one more look at Emmett's scared little face sent me over the edge. I had never seen him look so terrified; it's safe to say fear isn't a emotion that suited him. I doubled over with laughter, the loud gawks shaking through me.
"Shut up," Emmett hissed at me, "I said SHUT UP!" He clamped his large hand firm over my mouth.
I stuck my tongue out, licking his hand, an old trick that worked every time. He pulled his hand away immediately.
"Yuck!" Emmet looked at me in mild disgust. "Look maybe they didn't hear anything, if we could just run to the store; maybe we can fix the table before anyone even realizes it's broken." He was musing to himself.
Now that sounded dead boring, I had something better in mind. As Emmett continued muttering to himself, I waited for an opening, if he had bothered to notice maybe the fact I was practically bouncing up and down would have been a dead giveaway that something was up. But the way it stood, he didn't even bat an eye lid. There, he had just taken a step away from me, leaving ample space between me and the door.
I didn't need to be told twice. I shot from the room before Emmett had even processed the movement, there was no way he was going to catch me now, the joy of already knowing I had won made me careless. I tripped on the mat in the living room, falling flat on my back.
So much for Vampires being graceful. Emmett was on top of me in a second.
He leaned over me, all glares and muscles, "Now just where do you think you're going?" He practically hissed at me. I sent him one of my famous blinding smiles.
"Ohhh, ESME!" I sang my voice loud and shrill. There was no way she wouldn't hear me now. Emmett froze, bringing his hand down hard on my mouth just a second too late.
He just started down at me, still frozen, hoping to hell, no matter how futile it was, that she hadn't heard. I grinned under his hand and he attempted to burn me with his stare. I couldn't see past Emmett's hulking figure but suddenly I could sense someone behind him.
Bingo! But the voice that spoke next was distinctly male, "I don't even want to know," the voice muttered, I could detect an eye role in the tone.
Edward, of course. Emmett instantly relaxed with relief, he thought he was off the hook, well he could think again. Mistake, big mistake. I flashed out from under Emmett in an instant.
Suddenly I was next to Edward as he was turning to walk away, my arm around his shoulders and a lazy swagger to my stance, "Ah but Edward my dear, I really think you do." He snarled and shifted out from under my arm, taking a step back.
I tried to act hurt but my blinding smile ruined the façade. Of course he already knew what had happened; I was just waiting to see how he would act on it. I had him pinned as the mummy's boy, the one who always told on the other kids in the playground. I saw him smile at that thought and he turned to Emmett.
"Don't worry Emmett, I'll fix the Table, it'll be done before Esme gets back from hunting with no one the wiser." He turned his blinding smile on me, "We wouldn't want to case any problems now would we." It wasn't really a threat, I could see the joke behind it, honestly I had caused nothing but trouble since I got here.
I didn't know if Edward had helped Emmett out just to prove me wrong, or if I was seeing a glimpse of his true character for the first time. All I knew was that Edward Cullen had gone from about a zero to a two in my eyes and I wasn't sure if I liked it. Edward paused on his way out and let a chuckle escape; I glared at him, stupid mind reading vampire. Edward was right, as usual, he fixed the table long before Esme returned from her hunting trip and when she did there was nothing at all suspicious in her looks or tone.
One point to Edward. True to my word I didn't say anything, as hard as it was, I got a few glaring looks from Edward every time it crossed my mind. I might have been a pain but I wasn't a complete bitch, hey, it's true. I hadn't seen Sam all day so I was glad when she filed into the room with Alice and Bella, more girl time I guessed, shopping by the looks of the new clothes they were all sporting, but I didn't pay much attention, I had never been one for fine fashion. I shuddered, glad I had escaped that one, by the look on Bella's face it had taken its toll on her.
"Hey Sammie," I yelled out loudly as I bounced off the couch to greet her, ruffling her hair. She looked at me in slight aggravation for a moment before she melted under the power of my goofy smile; I had always had that effect on her. She let me pull her toward the couch, plopping down on one end and pulling my legs up underneath me while she sat gracefully next to me. I felt like I hadn't seen her in years and suddenly I missed her like hell. It must have shown on my face because Sam leaned down and put her head on my shoulder.
She had always read me better than anyone, "I'm just not used to it, you know, being so far apart." My voice came out choked.
I felt her smile, "I know, now I have to share you with everyone else, but I will always be your best friend, before anything else, you before the world," She stated it as if it were the most obvious fact in the world. We sat in comfortable silence, watching the sun set, filling the air with meaningless chatter and random thoughts.
I knew I would never be as comfortable anywhere else on the planet than at Sam's side. Suddenly there was a change in the atmosphere, it became charged, almost in anticipation. Sam straightened and looked over her shoulder, whatever she saw showed on her face, I knew that look; it was the look she got when she knew something, something important, a look of intense concentration. I was just about to ask her what was going on when she silence me with a look, turning back around and placing her head back on my shoulder, as if nothing had happened. To an outsider it might look like we hadn't moved, but I could feel the tense atmosphere surrounding Sam and knew that that wasn't the case.
Suddenly Jasper was in front of us, "Sam, do you think…" He motioned to the back door, leaving the sentence hanging. Sam looked up at him, still tense, but a look of such blind trust in her eyes that I knew she would go wherever he did. I was not so convinced.
"Why should we have to leave, were comfortable," I retorted, crossing my arms. Sam looked at me condescendingly and was about to say some snappy scolding, I was sure of it, but before she could Emmett had appeared and grabbed me in an iron hold, my arm in his hand. I was powerless to resist as he practically dragged me out the door, at the last minute I managed so swivel back an grab Sam's hand, if I was going so was she.
She came along without protest, Jasper bringing up the rear. I had no idea what was going on and believe me it PISSED me off! As soon as we got to the creek at the back of the Cullen residence I wasn't going to take this anymore, I was at my limit. I pulled my arm from Emmett's grip and stood, hands on hips directly in front of him, fixing him with my gaze.
"Now tell me, What the HELL is going on here?!" No one spoke, Emmett stared defiantly back at me, I could see he wasn't going to budge. I moved on to Jasper, but Sam got in the way.
"Carla, take a deep breath, this is all just a misunderstanding," I glared at her; I couldn't believe she was siding with them, "Which I am sure my darling brother will happily explain." She moved to stand next to me, crossing her arms and glaring at her brother.
God I loved her sometimes, WOO! One point to team Carla. Let's see Jasper try to worm his way out of this one, I couldn't help but grin. Jasper shifted under our gaze, seemingly uncomfortable, I didn't blame the guy.
"Now come on Sam, don't be like that, I will explain everything later, I promise," He pleaded with her; probably realizing pleading with me was more than impossible.
"Nope, no way, explain Jasper or I go marching back into that house. I will tolerate a lot of things, about twice as much as Carla does but I won't be lead around by the nose with no idea what's going on." Her tone left no room for argument.
Jasper opened his mouth, his eyes pleading. There came an separated sigh from behind us, "We don't have time for this Jasper, COMMON! We have to get moving before…" But Emmett caught himself before he could blow everything.
He glanced over Jaspers shoulder, looking for something he couldn't see. Curious I followed his gaze, but Jasper quickly moved in front of me to block my view.
'You take care of your sister, I'll get the pip squeak," he muttered gruffly, urgency showing in his voice. They both moved toward us, me and Sam stood back to back.
"No way," Sam repeatedly muttered under her breath. I just laughed, bring it on.
"Sam, I'm really sorry, you'll thank me…" But jasper never got to finish his sentence.
At that precise moment the wind change and the scent of werewolf, strong and overpowering filled the air.
Cliff Hanger much? Reveiw please!