A/N I'm sure some of you have noticed that Bella has more confidence than usual, that's because I see no reason for Bella to be that self conscious. What's wrong with brown hair and brown eyes? Nothing that's what. What's wrong with being pale? Unless you want to be on Jersey Shore, nothing. She isn't vain or conceded, but she's comfortable in her own skin and since in this story there are no vampires, drastic change isn't on the table. Also you've probably noticed that she's well adjusted despite what she's gone through. That's because I think people who can go through devastating moments and end up smiling through the pain are some the greatest and strongest people. There's nothing wrong with crying though (believe me I am extremely emotional and cry at the drop of a hat), but at some point you have to just work through the pain and become better.
Disclaimer: My name is not Stephenie Meyer, therefore I do not own Twilight.

I was uneasy the rest of the night. I still had that paranoid feeling from earlier that day and it didn't help that I swear I saw a face outside my window. My alarm went off at seven am, yes I am getting up that early on a Saturday, but only because Edward and I agreed to have breakfast at the only diner Forks had.

Granted he wasn't going to be here until nine, but a girl has to get ready.

After showering and shaving I dried and straightened my hair, I had started picking out my clothes when there was a loud knocking at my door. Eight-thirty. Too early for Edward. I went down stairs in my tank and cotton shorts, opened the door, and was shocked by who was on the other side.

"James? What are you doing here?"

"I am very sorry for the intrusion Bella, but I was wondering what your plans for today were and if they could include me."

"Oh…um…sorry James I have plans with Edward."

"Well that's a very interesting development Bella."

"Yes well…I have to get ready Edward will be here soon."

"He's here now. Hello Bella. James." Edward glanced between the two of us before quirking and eyebrow at me."Isn't a bit cool to be wearing such little clothing Bella?" He asked with a smirk. I didn't care though, if he kept saving me from James he could smirk all he wanted.

Don't get me wrong I believe in equality, but it's nice to have someone care enough to save you. Who knows maybe one day I could return the favor.

I could just stand there staring at Edward and all his sexy glory. His tasseled hair, deep gray eyes, strong shoulders, his gray zip up hoodie with a white T-shirt underneath that make his eyes pop, and his long legs clad in a light washed denim. Oh yes I could stare at him all day, but the smug look on Edwards face and the evil one on James' face told me it was time to get dressed.

"Boys, if you'll excuse me."

I ran upstairs and threw on my favorite shirt, a light weight navy blue sweater, my favorite dark wash flared jeans (I hate when jeans don't go over my shoes, even if it's just a little. It makes my feet feel big.), and black and blue Nikes. This will definitely be comfortable to walk in. I put on a little eyeliner, mascara, pink eye shadow, strawberry lip gloss (you never know) and was headed downstairs, when I heard the boys fighting.

"What are you doing here Cullen?"

"I asked Bella to do something today and she agreed. What are you doing here Carter?"

I didn't want to hear his answer, so I made quick work of the rest of the stairs.

"Ready to go Edward?" I asked interrupting their staring contest.

"Yeah Bel…Wow you look beautiful." I promptly started blushing under Edwards approving stare. I glanced at James and noticed him caught between glaring at Edward and leering at me. Edward was the first to break the silence.

"We should head out. Long day ahead of us." Edward ghosted his hand on my lower back as we followed James out.

"Bella" he said before giving me a bone chilling smile and walking to his car.

"I'm sorry about him Bella" Edward apologized needlessly. "Let's get to the diner. I'm paying."

"I really don't see how that fair Edward."

"It's fair Bella because I'll pay for breakfast and you'll pay for lunch. Beside my mother raised me to be a gentleman." To prove his point he opened the door for me to get in. I couldn't argue with his logic though, it was fair.

During breakfast Edward and I talked about us, I think I told him more in an hour than I had ever told anyone else.

"Bella I know this must be a sensitive subject for you, but how did your parents die?" He asked shifting uncomfortably.

"It's really not that sensitive. It was a car accident, they were hit by a drunk driver. The only ones to survive were me and my older brother." His eyes widened at my explanation.

"Older brother? You have an older brother? Where is he?"

"I don't know all I know about him is that his name begins with an 'E'. Oh and I have a picture of him form when we were babies. It's the last picture my family ever took." I took the picture out of my bag and showed it to him.

"We need to get to my house. Now." Edward paid the bill and ran out of there like his pants were on fire.

"Edward what are you talking about? Why do we have to go to your house? What about Port Angeles?" I asked sliding in the car door he had open for me.

"I know your brother Bella."

"What?"

"He has that exact same picture. He's always had it. How did we not see it before Bella? He's adopted! I don't think anyone really remembers his former last name though. He's been one of us for almost sixteen years, it's never come up. We never really knew his back story, so we didn't know. He had a sister the whole time. How did we not know that?"

Edward kept his monologue going the whole way there, but I already knew who he was talking about. After sixteen years apart I finally met my older brother, I just didn't know it was him at the time. I should have seen the similarities. The blue eyes and contagious smile, they were my mother's traits.

I knew he looked nothing like Edward or Alice and even considered the fact he was adopted. I just feel so stupid not seeing it before. Emmett's my older brother and it only took me a week here to find it out.

A/N This chapter had gone in a way that I had not planned, but I was hit with a sudden burst of inspiration. It may seem a little rushed, but I hate dragging things out.