A New World

By Girldownunder

Chapter 2

Jemma's P.O.V

The next morning I woke up only when I felt the bed shift.

"Wake up sleepy head" Bryce teased pulling my pillow from under my head.

"Fuck off" I groaned rolling away from him.

"Are you going to sleep all day, or are we going to go check out the local talent around here or what?"

'Typical Bryce thinking of nothing but girls.'

"B I am not leaving this place until its warm outside"

I opened my eyes and glared at my brother, he had mums eyes they were hazel, he had long lashes and his hair was brown and curly. He left it a little long, his favourite saying was "the curls are for the girls" and to his credit he always had a girl hanging off him.

His skin, like mine, was dark olive from being at the beach all the time. He was taller than me by a head, we weren't identical but you could definitely tell we were brother and sister.

I yawned and stretched "Help me un-pack my suitcases and then I will go for a drive with you, but I am not getting out of the car"

"Okay, you drive a hard bargain little sis."

He chucked my pillow at me and hopped off the bed, grabbing a suitcase and chucking it carelessly near my feet. Even though I was born first, Bryce called me little sis because of height difference.

I hopped out of bed and walked to the bathroom, I turned on the tap at the sink and splashed cold water on my face trying to wake myself up a little.

I grabbed the towel hanging on the rack and wiped my face. I looked in the mirror, my big brown eyes looked tired and blood shot and my wavy, chocolate brown hair was a mess. I reached for my brush, and combed it into submission then I quickly tied it into a loose bun on top of my head. I rarely wore it down it unless I had straightened it, which took forever.

I walked out into the room, B was already folding clothes into draws, I trusted him to unpack my bags because he was a bit of a neat freak more so than me.

After we unpacked, I got dressed into a pair of jeans and a long sleeved shirt with a light hoodie over the top.

As we waved bye to mum I grabbed my heavy jacket off the table and put it on, Bryce laughed at me

"You look like an Eskimo Jem."

I laughed sarcastically at him "Oh you're so funny aren't you!"

I shoved him out of the way as I ran to the drivers side of the car.

"I am driving", I unlocked the car and hopped in.

"Yeah well, just remember to drive on the other side of the road hey, we don't want to die" Bryce said sliding into the passenger seat.

"Where are we going?"

"Well, dad was telling me about a place not far from here, called La Push. It has got a beach with surf, apparently… So, before we check out town we need to head there, see what the go is"

Of course Bryce would head straight for water, surfing was his favourite past time.

"La Push…" I said testing it on my tongue I laughed "sounds kinda kinky, lets check that out" I joked as we headed off in the direction.

We arrived at La Push finally, after getting a little lost, the sun had come out and I couldn't resist hopping out of the car to check it out.

"Not like home" Bryce was disappointed.

"I know" I slapped him gently on the back.

"You know…I told you so" Bryce said the last part of my sentence with me and we laughed quietly as we walked down the wooden stairs to the beach.

Bryce and I used to finish each other's sentences all the time when we were little; I think being twins has given us a special connection. His pain is my pain.

It is pretty, the beach, Bryce walked ahead to the surf while I walked along the sand looking out to sea. I heard shouting ahead, and slowed down as I spotted a group of rather large guys playing around on the sand.

I started to turn towards the surf towards Bryce, as I walked I couldn't tear my eyes of these fellas. They all had dark hair, no shirts on baring their golden, brown skin and they were running around like it was a hot summer day. They were cut too "hmmm", maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.

One of the fellas looked over towards me and stopped what he was doing, I quit staring and hurried over to Bryce who was chucking rocks out to sea.

"Lets go" Bryce said walking towards the car park he was disappointed, I felt his pain and gently patted his back.

We drove into Forks and found a small diner, I was pretty famished and was pleased it was easy to find a park out front.

'Ha an actual diner.'

I ordered a chicken salad, which was very good, I felt a bit refreshed and ready to go home for a nana nap. I remembered to tip the waitress, we didn't have to do that at home.

Mum had called Bryce, asking us to make a quick stop at the grocery store. Everyone in the place stared at us, but didn't say hello or anything and here I thought small, American towns were meant to be full of hospitality.

When we got home, I helped mum unpack the food we had brought, I was pleased she was going to cook a roast for lunch seeming it was Sunday and that was our tradition at home.

I went up to my room cleaning products in hand to clean the bathroom but I stopped to look out my window. As I turned away I couldn't help but feel someone was watching me again like yesterday.

3 days pass:

The last few days have flown by, mum and I went to Port Angeles for a drive to buy some curtains, more blankets and things for the house. Today I was feeling particularly home sick and missing having my friends to visit and chat with.

I need to go to work in the garden I decided, so I picked a garden to the side of the house near the kitchen that would be for herbs and vegetables. I set to taking my frustrations out as I stomped the pitchfork I found in the back shed, into the dirt turning it and pulling out weeds. Mum joined me and we worked silently preparing the garden.

"You know Jem, I don't think we will be able to plant anything till spring."

Gardening was a shared passion of me and mums and we often worked in the garden at home.

"That's okay, it's something to do."

I actually worked up a sweat and pulled off one of my jackets and chucked it on the porch, as I walked back to my pitchfork I heard a truck coming up the drive.

"Surprise!"

Mum turned to me wiping her brow with the front of her hand.

"The removalists called yesterday and said they were running 3 days early, so our stuff is here."

Mum excitedly walked up to the front of the drive to meet the truck, I was actually excited too, so excited! I would have my things, my room would finally be normalish! (I realise normalish isn't an actual word but, its my made up word…)

I ran into the house to get Bryce as the unpacking chaos began.

The first thing I unpacked was my cd player, I plugged it in to the wall using one of the adapters dad had brought, we had different power points in Australia. I popped my iPhone in the dock at the front of the player and I put on Ne-Yo and Pitbull's, Give Me Everything:

Me not working hard?

Yea right picture that with a Kodak

And better yet, go to times square

Take a picture of me with a Kodak

Took my life from negative to positive

And I just want y'all know that

And tonight, let's enjoy life!

I changed out of my jeans and jumper, into grey tracksuit pants that hung low on my hips and a white singlet that just covered my belly button. My hair was plaited in one long braid down my back, I pushed my fringe to the side of my face and got to work. Thank god for heating and music is all I can say! I love music, I love dancing and singing at the top of my lungs while I work it motivates me, to no end.

A young guy walked into my room with my white shabby chic full-length mirror.

"Where do you want this?"

"Just here would be good," I said pointing to the corner of my room near the wardrobe. He set it down and walked out glancing at my boobs as he went past.

I shook my head and went back to work. I was used to guys checking them out, I tried to brush it off usually. I have been blessed with big breasts, a decent behind and a little waist. Back in Australia I played a lot of sport for school and went to the gym regularly.

'Did forks even have a gym?'

I was happy with my body for the most part, of course there were things I wanted to change, what girl doesn't have issues with her image sometimes?

I went back to work, ignoring the guy whenever he would bring something in for me. I had a boyfriend for 2 years, Eric, but I had broken it off with him about a year ago. His eyes had started to wander, a little too much when we were out together.

I had 2 other boyfriends after Eric but nothing serious, I think I had been used more than anything but, I let it happen. After the last dickhead, I have promised myself I would never get hurt again. Life is too short for bad relationships and I am only 17 so there is plenty of time to find the perfect guy.

Mum and Bryce had been pretty disappointed in me, when they found out I had lost my virginity to Eric and then slept with one other guy. I think mum had expected me to save it for marriage or something. Bryce's disappointment was because he had hated Eric and B was still a virgin, not that he acted like it though.

"Jemma" my dad was home and yelling for me.

I looked at my clock, now hanging on the wall, 5pm it read.

"Shit" I muttered hopping up off the floor.

I had been stacking my many pairs of shoes in the bottom of the wardrobe and had been in here for hours. I turned my music down and walked to the door.

"Jemma come here please" Mum yelled.

'Aghhh don't have a heart attack' I thought as I walked down the stairs.

I came into the kitchen, and standing at the kitchen door was Charlie.

"Hi Charlie."

"Hi Jemma, how's the unpacking going?"

"Yea okay getting there" I shrugged.

I heard my dad talking, as he came through the front door I turned to face him, smiling only to have my breath taken from me.

Behind dad was Bryce and the sexiest guy I had ever laid eyes on, they were carrying my desk through the door. My heart was racing and my palms started sweating instantly.

'What the hell is wrong with me?'

I tucked the fly away hair around my face behind my ears and pulled my singlet down a little.

"Jemma this is Jacob Black, he is a close family friend" Charlie was pointing towards the gorgeous guy.

Jacob looked up at me as he was coming through the door and as he looked at me, he ran into the doorframe, dropping my desk. I cringed instantly, worried my antique desk was a goner, but I gasped in surprise as he quickly recovered and caught it before it hit the ground.

"Wow quick reflexes man" Bryce said admiringly.

"Thanks bro" Jacobs voice melted me and his accent was so very hot.

"Jemma, show the fellas where you want the desk hey", dad said pointing to the stairs.

I walked ahead of the boys making my way to the top of the stairs.

"What happened to the removalists?" I asked Bryce trying to act calm and collected.

"They had to go and left this on the porch" he was annoyed he actually had to do something.

I showed them where I wanted it and they placed the desk down carefully.

Once Jacob's hands were free he turned to face me and put his hand out for me, "nice to meet you Jemma!"

I took his hand it was so warm, yet he was only wearing a black tracksuit and a white t-shirt that showed off his amazing arms and chest. He was tall too I only went up to his shoulders.

"You too Jacob", I said finding my voice and trying not to blush.

"Call me Jake if you want."

We laughed awkwardly when we realised we were still holding hands. I pulled my hand back to my side and took a step back, trying to put some distance between this Adonis and me.

"So you live in forks" Bryce interrupted giving me a knowing look.

"No, I live down at the reservation… at La Push" Jake answered tearing his huge brown eyes away from mine to look at Bryce.

"Oh cool, we went there a few days ago, to First Beach, to check out the waves" Bryce said and Jakes interest spiked.

"Yeah? I think I saw you two, I was at the beach on Sunday with some of my boys."

I realised Jake had been the guy that had stopped to look at me that day.

"Do you surf?"

I could tell from Bryce's face, he was out to be recruited as a friend to Jacob, B was a mans man, he needed boy time otherwise he went a little nuts.

"Yea sometimes, I haven't really had time for it though the past few years."

I noticed a flash of emotion cross Jacobs face, but he hid it by flashing a brilliant smile. His teeth were perfect and his lips were lush, I could only imagine he was a great kisser.

'Aghhhh stop.'

I mentally slapped myself, only half and hour before I had said… "I am only 17 so there is plenty of time to find the perfect guy" now here I am, practically drooling over Jake.

Before Bryce could respond, I heard Charlie's voice float up from downstairs "you ready Jake, Billy is waiting on us!"

Jake looked slightly annoyed.

"Sorry got to go, my dad and Charlie are watching the game tonight."

He moved towards the door, but stopped and turned to look at me.

"It was really good to meet you Jemma."

All I could do was blush and nod, giving a small wave and a smile… How embarrassing!

Jacob walked out of my room, towards the stairs Bryce followed behind him like a lost puppy, but not before giving me a sly grin as he walked out. B was onto me, I couldn't help but giggle to myself as I stepped out into the hall and watched them walk down the stairs.

"Well, maybe you can show me and Jem around one day soon" Bryce asked Jake hopefully, as they reached the bottom of the stairs.

"Sure, sure" Jake offered casually he stopped at the front door and looked straight at me "I would like that."

I heard Charlie's cruiser start up and Jake rushed out the door.

I walked back into my room collapsing on my bed, I have just experienced my first instant crush.

"Wow" I sighed glancing up at my ceiling, he is gorgeous "aghhh" I shook myself to give me a mental wake up. Jacob Black may be sexy as hell but does he have a personality? He may be a complete idiot! I may not even see him again.

Happy with my reasoning I got up, wiped over my desk and started putting things on it. I continued unpacking, sorting, folding and cleaning late into the night, I wanted to wake up to an organised room in the morning.