What Fresh Hell Is This?

Outtake, Chapter Two

So, after the journey and spending the rest of the day unpacking and making at least the rooms they'd be staying in, kitchen and bathroom semi inhabitable Olivia and her mom crashed after a very simple meal of whatever they had left (chips and jello) they immediately slept and, if it wasn't for the fact that she knew she had school in the morning, Olivia definitely wouldn't have ever gotten up.

However she was in a good morning that morning, despite it being in Forks. It had actually stopped raining, wonders of wonders, and although it was far from sunny the sky was a lot clearer. After the good couple of days she'd spent with her mom she wasn't nearly as bad tempered as before. Besides, mornings always used to be her best part of the day. So, she did get up, not bothering to brush her hair or get dressed and briefly remembered to brush her teeth. Then she headed downstairs, wiping stubborn sleep out of her eyes and rubbing her hand over her sleep ha mussed ir whilst she tried to suppress a yawn. She stopped at the bottom of the staircase and gazed blearily around the open floor layout of the downstairs of their new house. There was several, tall, handsome, incredibly strong, shirtless guys moving furniture around and just generally helping out. "Er... mom?" She called out, slightly confused and was a little startled when the eyes of all the unfamiliar men snapped to her petite form, standing there in nothing but the too big Muse concert shirt of another of her forgotten boyfriends. And nothing else. She got over the alieness of the situation quickly though. And when the boys were still staring at her, seemingly shocked speechless at her attire- or lack of it – she called out to her mom again, teasingly. "Hey mom, next time let me know when you hire strange guys to help out. Are we paying them in sexual favours or something more outrageous?" At this the guys relaxed, a few laughing and one of them even dared a cat call as Olivia made her way past them. But other than that they stayed pretty focused on their tasks and didn't pay her any heed.

Olivia didn't tend to be grouchy in the morning so she was pretty okay with that. "I'm just messing with you guys, I'm Olivia." And she waved happily at them, not minding when they didn't respond, then made her way through to the kitchen, ready to see about fixing herself breakfast. She saw her mom occupying herself with the aga and so sat down at the table, the shirt riding up slightly when she did so. Huffing in annoyance she tugged it down. "So mom, what's with the eye candy in the sitting room?" Her mom laughed and chidingly bopped Olivia on the head with a whisk that she hadn't yet used. "They're not pieces of meat, Via. And they're here because Aunt Sue said that they wouldn't mind helping out." Olivia frowned slightly.

"Yeah, we're not pieces of meat-" came from the other room before getting caught off by probably an elbow to the stomach. A slight scuffle seemed to break out but then the normal sounds or the guys moving about resumed.

"Don't call me Via mom." Then she smiled brightly. "Aunt Sue? You mean, my godmother Sue?" Mom nodded, her eyes crinkling. "Yes, Via," She teased. "Sue moved down here after college and married one of the local tribal leaders. What a co-inky-dink right?" "Mom! Co-inky-dink? Really? You're so embarrassing, I can't take you anywhere," But she said it with a smile to show she was teasing.

"So are all La Push boys built like that or are we just lucky?" Her mom laughed again and the same guy from before mumbled something like "Hey, I feel slightly objectified-"
"Can it Brady," another of the guys responded and the others snorted.
"Really, Via! No, those are just a few of the local kids. I've been told by the local harpy's that there's a group of the boys who're all built like body builders that run in their own circles. They made it sound like a gang or something! But I trust Sue's judgement and they've all proved to be very good boys. I can't see boys belonging to gangs helping out perfect strangers with their furniture can you?"

Olivia smiled. "Okay, mom. What's for breakfast?" Her mom tsked her teasingly.
"So quick to think of your stomach."- "What's so wrong with that-?"- But she took pity. "I'm making pancakes, if that's okay? I'm going to make you boys some too, so you'd better go get some extra provisions if you want to be fed." She raised her voice at the last part of her sentence as she directed it to the guys in the other room who were carrying our furniture into the house and arranging it. "I've heard from Sue that you boys know how to put food away so we'll definitely need more than the measly ingredients we have." A series of whoops and thank you's came from the other room. Then a grinning guy, still shirtless and tall and hot but who looked more like an excitable puppy than the hard chiselled men that Olivia had briefly talked to as she made her way from her room. "Thanks ma'am you don't have to feed us." He said and he grinned cutely at her mother so charmingly that Olivia could feel the waves of charisma pouring off of him. "No problem, Seth was it? I may not have had any sons but I know how you growing boys can be."

Olivia looked up in interest. "Seth? Hey, that's a cool name. I feel like I've heard it before, do I know you?" He grinned.

"Well my mom's Sue, but unless you heard my name in passing I doubt that you know me." Olivia shook her head. "No that's not it, but hey! Cool! Nice to meet you, thanks for all the help." He waved it off, grinning all the way saying it was nothing. "Oh, hey. Um, I heard about your dad. Mom told me. I'm really sorry for your loss, he sounded like a good man." He looked more solemn at that. "Yeah, he did. A while back, but its okay. Thank you, I appreciate it." I smiled.

"No problem Seth. Now you gonna introduce me to your mates and then we can choose whose going to get pancake mix ingredient?" Seth's warmth was back again at the mention of food.
"Sure! Come on." And without much further ado he grabbed her wrist in a huge, burning hand and tugged her up off her seat and into the other room, with Olivia reaching down to pull her shirt down once more. When they got to the doorway, Seth looked on in sort of shame and Olivia in suppressed amusement as she saw what had transpired when she and her mom had been talking in the kitchen. "Ah... Um... Well boys," She stared, trying to sound a bit strict. They had knocked over her mom's vase. Sure it was ugly, and she hated it but still. It seemed that the scuffle had gotten a tad out of hand. She gave up trying to pretend to reprimand them at the looks on their guilty faces. "Oh you silly sausages. Mom! The guys broke your vase!" 'The guys' looked at her in horror but then were slightly surprised at her mom's answer.
"The ugly one from Candice at work?"

"Yeah!"

"I'm making them cookies too then." The boys faces perked up and they grinned at each other. "You know I hated that thing."

(A/N: SO after so many of you guys viewed the first chapter I knew I had to post something more up the first day. Thank you soooo much you guys! Maybe next time leave a review? I'd like to know your thoughts. So, basically for the past half hour or so I've been trying to write chapter two and didn't know how to carry it on. First, I thought that I'd do this and have her meet lots of the guys from the pack in this way but then realised that I wanted her first experience with any of those she might know from Twilight on the first day of school at La Push. So all of this is going to get scrapped. This is just a thank you for how nice it was to see that within like two hours of putting up the new story I got tons of hit on the chapter.

Back to the drawing board then! I also don't think that her personalities not right in this. She's too bubbly I think. I want her to be really sweet to offset Paul's harsh character but... yeah. Thoughts?)