Chapter 2
BPOV Age 11
"WHAT!!!!!!!!!! THERE IS NO WAY IN HELL THAT IM MOVING!"
That was how my Saturday morning started. (We didn't have a sleep over with the Cullen's last night. They had some symphony thing to attend. ) "Ugh" I muttered as I crawled out of my bed. It is very rare occasion that I get to sleep in on Saturdays thanks to Alice, and then Emmett had to go and ruin that for me.
"What is going on in here?" I mumbled as I walked into the disaster zone. A.k.a. Emmett's Bedroom. It had clothes spewed everywhere and XBOX cords all in a tangle at the foot of his bed. Not to mention the odor! It was a combination of old pizza, gym socks, stinky shoes and moldy towels lying over his computer chair. I tried to reach him without stepping in something foul and revolting. How he bears his room? Don't ask me.
As I rubbed the sleep from my eyes I noticed Jasper walk into the room, obviously with the same question on his mind. "Yea Em, I really wanted to be able to sleep for once." Jasper spoke in a crisp clear voice. I have no idea how he can sound awake at 7 in the morning.
"I won't go Dad. I refuse!" Emmett shrieked. Apparently, from the looks of it, he had been bored and was ease dropping in on a private conversation between my parents. My dad had been away at a conference for the past week in Florida a waiting to be moved up in rank in the police force or something like that.
"What are you taking about Emmett?" I asked.
"WE ARE MOVING!!" He yelled so loud that I thought that the windows would shatter.
"WHAT!" Jasper and I both yelled at the same time.
"Children please. Just calm down. We are going to sit down and discuss the matter at hand. Emmett hang up the phone now and the three of you march downstairs and wait for me at the kitchen table." Renee ordered.
We groggily started walking down the stairs while giving one another confused and worried glances. Once we reached the table we all sat where we usually sit. The head of the table is where my mom and dad usually sit and we sit in the center of the table. Jasper and I on one side, Emmett on the other. He tends to get a little messy when he starts to eat. Plus he is the size of a freaking bear, even at the age of thirteen
Renee then pranced down the stairs in her Daytona Beach PJs. It had a lot of smiling suns covering it while in the middle it said 'Daytona Florida! The place to be'. We had visited Daytona once and we all adored it.
Then she spoke with a sappy voice that made you want to puke, "since Emmett was so interested in listening into your father and I's conversation, he had found out about your father's promotion." She now spoke with pure happiness. "He got a job offer to live in… DAYTONA BEACH FLORIDA!"