Yay, I started again, but I will tell you the updates won't be frequent!
BPOV
The week had passed through and we had successfully moved the pack to Phoenix within two days. Three days later and we were all hit with the news of Billy's death. Emmet and Jasper went and collected his body and we had a funeral service in Phoenix. Jacob had told me his father's wishes and I was not going to stop them from fulfilling it. The pack had Billy cremated and Edward and I scattered his ashes from the cliff overlooking First Beach. It was a hard time for all of us, especially Jacob and his family.
That was a little over a year ago now and Bella had her baby, a little boy who she named JB, short for Jacob Billy. They are all healthy and the pack is surviving well in Phoenix, well except for Quil. He is annoyed about keeping a low profile. We Cullen's stayed back in Forks awaiting the return of the Volturi, which never came. What did come however, a note from Aro. He warned us of the wolves' fate if they ever got within the grasp of a guard.
I have never growled that loud in my existence. It took my whole family to hold me back from going and telling Aro to shove it where the sun don't shine. I Think even Jasper was slightly scared of me that day. Ah, family memories.
Meanwhile everything is like it was when I first came here as a human student. All that's hanged is that I am now a vampire, it's quite a bit later on, and I have everything I could have asked for.
And call me crazy, but in this perfect world I live in, I can't help but sense something is up.
Sorry its short, but I have to get back into the mood of writing.