I don't own Twilight, wish I did.

Here we go more into Miles and the rest of the Cullens. R&R please.

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Miles watched as Jaymie dragged Vincent back over to him and Alex, he just looked at the blonde-haired girl with fierce intensity. Cursing himself for not feeding lately, her blood smelled good even from over here. Alex began to lead them down the hall, all four walking in a group, just as Carlisle had instructed at the beginning of the day:

"Now all four of you stick together," Carlisle instructed as they stood by the door, Edward by his side. "At the first sign of trouble or if any of you see the wolves get out of there."

Wolves were Carlisle's term for werewolves because he wanted to be nice, and because Bella was in earshot. Isabella's former association with werewolves left her sensitive to the subject. Of course by Emmett's words she ruined it for the rest of them.

"And," Carlisle went on. "Vincent, since your little call I'll leave you as scout." Miles saw Vincent scowl and tried to hide his laughing thoughts. Unfortunately Vincent heard them and knocked Miles's feet and left Miles with his back to the ground still smiling. "Alexander, if there is a threat rush over to the middle school and go get Whitney. Remember she's not a vampire so guard her."

"Miles"

At the sound of his name he was pulled out of his thoughts. Turning he saw Vincent grab his arm as he began to drag him to a classroom. Entering the classroom Miles saw a group of kids crowded in various places as both Cullen boys went to teacher at the desk. "Mr. Yorkie," Miles heard Vince ask.

When the teacher looked up Vincent was holding the slip of paper about an inch away from the teacher's face. Miles dug his slip out of his pocket and gave it to the teacher as well but held it back a little. When the teacher took the papers Miles turned around; all the people who were watching him before went back to talking among themselves again.

Vincent looked back at him and said, "Don't worry in a couple of weeks we'll fit in just fine Miles."

Miles rolled his eyes at that and thought; us fit in? Yah right! You really need to here yourself talk Vince.

Vince just looked back at him, he didn't need to talk his eyes clearly said, I hear yours too you know.

The two finally took their seats, next to each other, and after a few minutes the teacher began class. Miles only half listened; he'd heard this lesson from his father and uncles before. When you had uncles and aunts that were due to celebrate their two hundredth birthdays it became a small world in the education business. Edward knew enough to run most doctors six feet under the ground, Emmett could beat up a monster truck like it was a toy, Bella still had knowledge about werewolves and how they acted, and Rosalie could make any man fall to their knees. Shopping trips with anyone of his relatives was interesting, especially when Rosalie went for Whitney. Alex went with her and by what he said Miles could feel sorry for the poor clerk. When someone who looked like an angel came up to your counter wouldn't you gawk? By what Miles heard he's still a Christian priest. Well, Miles thought. At least there's a chance we won't get into more trouble.