Chapter Five: Moving Day.

I own nothing.

Two weeks of the house being up for sale, the Cullens finally found a buyer. The kids, however, were not pleased. Not even Shadow.

"Shadow, get in the car!" Edward tried motivating the stubborn black lab to move. "Come on, boy. Get in the car!"

Branden and Jessica were saying goodbye, hugging each other so tight and never wanting to let go.

"Don't forget to call me," she reminded him tearfully when she got into her car.

"Don't forget about me," Branden told her. He bent down and they shared one last kiss before she drove away.

"Branden!" Edward called. "Do me a favor and drive the truck?" He tossed Brandon the keys.

Brandon caught them and grabbed his dufflebag. "Thanks for ruining my life." And with that, he turned on his heel and went towards his mother's old, red, beaten-up truck.

"I don't wanna move!" Alex and Ian screamed in unison.

Bella was figeting getting them into their carseats and trying to calm them down at the same time.

"Everyone's going with us!" Bella tried to talk over the screaming boys. "We're taking all your toys! Okay. Well, whoever said expressing emotion is a good thing, I'd like to see."

Once everyone was calmed down and done packing up their belongings into the moving truck, it was time to hit the road.

"Alright, this is our street," Edward announced.

After traveling two hours from the green of Forks to the city of Port Angeles, the Cullens found their neighborhood. As they were looking around, a stretch limo pulled up beside their silver van. Rap music was blaring from inside and two "gangster" boys who looked about twelve glared into the Cullen van.

"Um," Kenleigh started, "are you sure we're gonna fit in here, Dad?"

"You'll have friends here in no time, kids," Edward reassured.

By the time Kenleigh looked back at the limo, it had pulled away, screeching its' tires.

Branden beat everyone else to the new house. He was leaning against the truck patiently and looking over at the house. He then saw the moving truck and the silver van pull up.

"Okay, here we are!" Edward announced. "Everybody out of the van. I want everybody out!"

All 11 kids and Shadow jumped out of the car and glanced up at the house.

"Whoa!"

"Check this place out!"

"Cool!"

The house was definitely bigger. The brick pathway led to a three-story white house with a big yard and small apple trees.

"It's a 1920s classic," Edward said excitedly. Him and Bella grabbed hands and went up to the kids. "The twins share, but everybody else gets their own room. Now, go kill each other for the best one!"

Just like a race, they sprinted off into the house.

"Hey, Branden."

Branden turned around to face his parents.

Bella was grinning as Edward was shaking the truck's keys in his hand. "You're gonna need a car to visit Jessica."

Edward tossed the keys to his son, "The Chevy's yours now."

Branden's chocolate eyes met his father's emerald ones. "You trying to butter me up?"

"Is it working?"

He shrugged. "A little bit." He gave a sincere smile and walked into the house to find himself a room before it was too late.

Edward and Bella entered the house. Bella was amazed how Edward picked the house and how beautiful it was.

The walls were painted a soft green that complimented the dark hardwood floors. There was a grand staircase leading up to the balcony over looking as you entered.

Edward turned to his wife. "Welcome home, Bella."

Bella smiled and kissed him chastely. "It's gonna be great, Edward." She wrapped her arms around him and he kissed her soft mahogany hair.

This whole move will be great for the kids, Bella thought. We're all gonna be a happy family. This will be a good thing... I think.

Ding-dong.

"People are here!" Riley announced as he got the door.

"Hello," Bella greeted to the three people in her doorway. The woman was petite and had long straight black hair. She had a big smile on her face and showed her perfect white teeth. The man standing next to her had messy brown hair and his skintone was darker. He was shorter than Edward. Maybe 5'10". In front of them was a young boy. He seemed to be around Riley's age. He had brown hair, hazel eyes, and braces. "Come on in."

"Hi," the woman greeted. "I'm Carmen Denali. This is my husband, Eleazar, and our son, Garrett. We live across the street." Carmen handed Bella a little pot of yellow orchids.

"Oh, thank you. This is lovely," Bella said as she took the flowers. "I'm Bella, this is Edward."

Edward nodded. "Hey."

"We're the Cullens and we're..."

Shadow interrupted the conversation and started jumping and growling at Carmen.

"Shadow! Shadow, down!" Edward grabbed Shadow's collar and gently tugged him away from Carmen. "Ha. Are you hiding a burger anywhere on you guys?"

"I don't eat meat," Carmen stated.

Shadow growled again and ran up the stairs as Edward and Bella glanced at each other.

Riley ran between the two families and began to go up the stairs.

"Riley!" Edward called to him. "Dude, two words: manners."

Riley gave Garrett a nod. "'Sup? Wanna help me unpack?"

Garrett nodded back. "Sure." He pulled off his sweater and gave it to Eleazar.

Carmen grabbed the sweater from her husband and handed it back to Garrett. "Put your sweater on, sweetie."

"He's inside, dear." Eleazar took back the sweater and gave his wife a look.

"Don't start."

Bella looked out of the corner of her eye and saw Edward staring at her. Just from that look, Edward was thinking exactly what Bella was thinking. What the fu –

"So," Carmen started, "is Riley your only child?"

Bella chuckled. "No, we have twelve."

Carmen's jaw dropped and her brown eyes went big.

Edward's arm wrapped around Bella's shoulders. "Couldn't keep her off me." He gave a sarcastic smile and Bella gave a nervous laugh.

"Heads up!"

A little yellow ball flew over the balcony and was headed towards Carmen's face. Edward stepped in front of her and quickly caught the ball in his hand.

Mason raised his gloved hand from the balcony, dressed in a helmet, elbow and knee pads.

"Use little less wrist, Mase," Edward directed as he threw the ball back up to his son.

"Got it, pops."

"Uh, they're playing hockey in the house?" Carmen asked, catching her breath.

"If the game gets bigger than three on three, they have to take it outside," Edward answered.

"Garrett!" Riley yelled. "You're gonna wanna stop now, dude!"

All parents looked up and saw, just in time, Garrett rolling on his skates, not stopping, soar over the balcony and catch onto the chandelier.

Carmen screamed at the top of her lungs. "Oh my God! Save my baby!"

Edward sprinted up the stairs. "Hold on, Garrett!"

"Little help here!" Garrett yelled as he swung from the chandelier.

Edward leaned over the balcony, trying to get a hold Garrett. "Don't worry, Garrett. I hang from the chandelier all the time."

"Cool!"

Edward swung one leg over the balcony railing and reached out. "I think I got him. I got him. I..." Edward lost his balance and grabbed onto the chandelier. "I don't got him!"

"Oh my God!" Bella set down the flower pot on the floor and held out her arms.

Edward started yelling as him and Garrett started spinning around even faster. "So, Garrett, know any good restaurants?" He felt a jolt. He looked up and saw that the chandelier was starting to tear from the ceiling.

"I got you, Garrett!" Bella called from below.

"Watch out, Dad!" Riley called from the balcony.

"You can let go, Garrett," Edward said. "I think Bella's got you."

Garrett closed his eyes tightly and let go.

"Oh my God!" Carmen screamed.

Bella caught Garrett, the impact of the fall causing both of them to go down on the floor.

Edward, still spinning, looked up and saw that the chandelier was hanging on by a tiny wire.

"Oh, sh –"

The chandelier tore from the ceiling, sending itself and Edward to the wooden floor. Glass shattered all around and Edward lifted his head up.

Carmen ran over to her son and started unbuckling his helmet and safety pads. "Sweetie, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, Mom."

Edward rose up onto his knees. He shook his head and glass fell out from his hair. "Y'know, the entire five minutes we lived here, I really hated that chandelier." Garrett and Bella were the only ones who chuckled.

Carmen helped her son get up. "Okay. Well, um, we better go. It's – uh – time for you violin lesson."

Garrett looked confused. "I don't play violin, Mom."

"Well, then, you need to practice for your violin lesson," Carmen muttered.

"Come over anytime, dude!" Riley said, tossing Garrett's sneakers to Eleazar.

"Um, we'll call and schedule a playdate," Carmen suggested to Edward and Bella.

"No need," Edward shrugged. "Just come by anytime.

"Oh, no. We'll call." Carmen gave a reassuring smile.

"You're all invited to my birthday!" Garrett said before Carmen closed the door.

Bella chuckled nervously. "That'll be... fun."

Edward got up onto his feet. "Hey, Branden!" Branden appeared at the top of the staircase. "Come on down and help me with this, okay?"

"Careful, honey. There's glass everywhere," Bella told Branden as he came down the stairs.

Edward's cell phone chippered. He pulled it out from his pocket and read the screen. Jake. He pressed the green button and put the phone to his ear. "Hey, Jake. What's up?"

"Cullen, big news. Fox Sports is at the college and they want to interview the Trojans' new coach!"

"Really?"

"Live television, Cullen," Jake said excitedly. "Grab your suit and tie."

Edward grinned. "Okay, I'll see you there!" He hung up and ran up the stairs. "Hey! Guess what! Fox Sports wants to interview me on TV!"

Bella looked down at the broken chandelier, then at Branden. "Okay, well, we got this."

"Dad's gotta earn a living!" Edward yelled from the bathroom.

"Twelve kids," Eleazar sighed. "That's the throwback."

"Irresponsible is what it is," Carmen corrected.

Garrett looked at them. "How come you didn't have more kids?"

Carmen put her arm around her son's shoulders. "Because we wanted one perfect child and that's what we got."

Certainly don't need twelve. That's crazy. They're all gonna end up on milk cartons.