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Hannahs POV

I sat on the armchair in the corner of their bedroom and started the story I read to my kids every night

"I wanted to get through, but the gang were in the way, I panicked because I hated walking through out of the canteen because I always get stared at by the people there… 'The Gang' were a big group of people that seemed to know everything about on another, and for some reason the whole school steered clear of them. I'm not going to lie, they were bloody scary to me. I stopped about 3 meters away from their table and took a deep breath…

I was almost at the door when I tripped.

Story of my life.

I tripped over my own 2 feet, in front of lots of people I could feel the embarresment come to the surface and I needed to get out of here before the tears spilled over. I tried to calm myself before getting up, and before I could pull myself together I felt a soft hand on my shoulder

'Hannah, are you alright?' and concerning voice asked, this was Nessie, the member of the gang I actually knew. I shook her off stood up and ran before I could hear the roar of laughter that I was sure would follow. I headed to reception, I needed an ice pack for my wrist I must have hit it hard when I fell, I asked Ms. Devon behind the desk for one and she eyed me over, I don't know what she sure but she instantly look worried and asked me what was wrong.

''Nothing, I just fell over when I rushed out of the canteen' I explained, trying to make it sound like it was an everyday thing, it didn't work,

'and why were you rushing?' she prompted… Dam, now I would have to explain.

I told her everything about how I was scared of the gang and how I found that they were often mean to me and she told me that she would have a word, I felt like a complete cry baby for it but I tried to smile anyway,

'Wait here while I go get them all, she had a piece of paper in her hand and I guessed it was a piece of paper that had all the names of the people on the gang on it. She came back with someone I knew was called Embry behind her.

'Sorry Hannah, but all the rest are in exams, but Embry said that he would apologise on behalf of them all.' She had a sorry expression on her face.

Embry stared at me, cleared his throat and simply said

'Sorry for ever…er.. intimidating you…' I skipped the dating bit, Chad informed me that that part was boring a year ago.

"And that was how I fell in love with your father, when he stared at me, he had indeed imprinted on me, just like Henry and Ria"

Mine and Embry's boys are perfect, they are 15 now but they are completely my babies, they were neglected as children and when we adopted them we were told their mental would forever be hindered by the trouble pasts they had, it was estimated that they had brains of a 13 year olds. That isn't the only thing that the past has given them, they both get horrible night terrors and they have to share a room because else they hurt themselves when they try and comfort the other – which they do a lot because they are twins – and I tell them the same story every night and that seems to calm the night terrors a bit.

I crept out of the room and left them sleeping. I walked into my room and my now-getting-older husband was lying in just his boxer across the whole bed,

'They are asleep, easy peasy' I sighed.

'Good' he mumbeled and moved over so I could slip in between the sheets.