So this is probably going to be one of my favorite stories to write, more so than a few others because it's EDWARD & BELLA:D Ahhh, I love them as a couple, it just sucked that Jacob imprinted on Renesmee -.- The fucking monster child, WAAAHHHH!
Okay anyways, thanks for the reviews:D
Isabella P.O.V.
"Isabella Marie Swan," Dad said sternly.
I pouted and faked a groaned, "Yes, Daddy?" I'm not getting out of the car. I am not getting out of the car. I am not getting out of the car. I am not getting out of the car. I am not getting out of the car.
"Get out of the car, now," he replied, starting to look annoyed.
Huffing, I did as I was told and stepped on the sand. . . And squealed, "AHHH! DAD, CARRY ME!" I jumped onto his back. "I hate sand," I mumbled, "It's so squishy and dirty and my sandals are ruined now. Are there showers around here? I need to wash them as soon as possible!"
Dad just laughed and carried me to the bonfire place. "Bella, you are too strange for your own good. Everyone's going to love you!"
"Even the boys?" I asked, perking up and trying to find some.
He froze and then through his teeth, "They better not."
I shrugged and jumped off of his back, "Your getting old, old man. I might break your back." I giggled and smoothed down my dress.
"Bella, do not look anyone in the eyes, got it?" he asked, sounding pretty angry at something.
Not giving him a real answer, I replied, "Mhmm. . ."
Pfft, not looking someone in the eyes is just stupid. Mom told me that if I don't look people in the eyes, nobody will take me seriously and that my efforts to get what I want would be wasted.
A really tall kid with a baby face appeared out of nowhere to greet me. He held his hand out first and he had such bright and shiny teeth. It's not fair! I had braces when I was his age! Of course, he looks older than me, but. . .
Who cares. He was a very pretty guy. "Hey I'm Seth. Seth Clearwater," He grinned, looking me in the eyes.
I quickly looked down. He was like a, ninja? Well two could play ninja, Seth. "Isabella. Swan, Isabella. Isabella Swan."
"BELLA!" I heard my dad yell from my left.
Cringing, I yelled back, "FATHER SWAN! I AM RIGHT HERE!" He sheepishly looked down and then glared at Seth.
"Did you. . .?" he asked, casting both Seth and I questioning glances.
Seth laughed, "No, Charlie. No. I have Renesmee, remember?"
Before I could stop myself, I blurted out, "What idiot would name their kid Ruh-nez-me?" Three guys howled in laughter from behind me. I shook a look at them and gasped. They were quadruplets! "Seth! I didn't know you had three brothers! Hel-lo," I mumbled quietly.
"Oh. Those are Paul, Embry and Quil," Seth replied with a small smile on his face. "Now about what you said about Renesm-"
"That's a fugly-ass weird name!" I screeched. "It's so bland and oh my gosh. Imagine screaming that name in the passion of nights! What a-"
Dad's face grew red, "Bella Swan, do not finish that sentence!" He thundered, "And don't speak of those things!"
Shrugging, I finished my sentence anyway. "Paul is such a weird name!"
"How did I know she was going to disobey me?" Charles Swan asked himself.
Giggling softly I answered, "You raised me for half of my lifetime. I'm pretty sure I'd follow your legacy!"
My dad let out his belly-laughs. You know, the one every dad lets out when he realizes that his own kid can beat him at something? Yeah, Mother-Renee had a laugh like that when I got taller than her and she found a gray hair.
"It's too soon," he whined.
"Hey Chief! Who's the babe?" The tallest one of the quadruplets asked. He had a strong facial structure and looked like twenty-five.
"Paul that is my daughter."
He immediately stood up straight and bowed down to me, "Bella Swan, it's a damn-good pleasure to meet you." He grinned and looked at my face.
"Erhm. . . Hey," I muttered, looking anywhere else, for him.
"My turn!" The second tallest laughed, "Embry's the name. It's nice to meet you, Bella." He seemed sincere and not at all like a horn dog. Yeah, Embry, I like you.
I looked at him and grinned. "Thanks." I turned to the last one and he was looking down, shyly. "You must be Quil! Hi, I'm Isabella."
"Hey."
My dad had ditched me to go somewhere else. I felt betrayed. What if one of these guys decided to take me hostage for an explicit amount of money that he did not have?
*Two Hours Later*
"Whaaaaat?" I giggled, "You did not kill a leaf with your bike, Claire!" I bounced the toddler on my knees. She was too cute!
The people I had met in the last hour and a half were Paul, Embry, Quil, Emily, Sam, Leah, Sue, Harry, Billy, Seth, Aubree(Sam and Emily's three year old daughter) and Sammy(Sam and Emily's newborn son). They all left me with the kids to take care of, while they prepared for the party.
Aubree had fallen asleep into my left side and Sammy was in my arms, cooing at me every now and then. After them was Claire, who had made me her therapist as of late.
Her little five year old self had me wrapped around her tiny fingers already. "B-But Pawl said I kill it!" she whimpered into my chest. I lifted her face to so we could be face-to-face.
"Sweetie, Paul is a butt. Don't pay attention to what he says. If he caused anymore trouble, you just tell Auntie Bella, okay?"
She nodded and yawned. I laid her head of curls on my chest. "Night-Night, Auntie Bells."
Kissing her forehead, I whispered, "Sleep tight, little Claire." Unconsciously, she wrapped her arms around my waist. I couldn't help, but smile.
"Your great with kids," an unfamiliar voice said from next to me.
I closed my eyes, "Yeah, I know. I plan on having a tribe when I get older."
The guy next to me chuckled, "A tribe? How many is that?"
"Four or Five," I admitted, stroking Claire's curls. Sammy was nuzzling into my breast, though and that made my eyes pop open. "Munchkin, those are not your's!" I mumbled to him.
He smiled at me toothlessly and kept burrowing into my boobs. "You little pervert," I squealed.
The guy next to me laughed and said, "Want me to take him from you?"
I shook my head, "Nope, but can you take the girls inside? They might get sick and I'm sure this baby here will be warm in my arms." I looked at said person and gave him Eskimo kisses, "Isn't that right, baby boy?"
Stranger-danger guy stood up and gently picked up Claire and Aubree. "I'm Jacob, by the way." He smiled. I noticed Jacob's eyes were a gorgeous clear brown. The color of maple syrup.
"Isabella," I smiled back and stood up. "Thanks for taking the girls for me. I'm going to take a walk with Munchkin-boy here."
He nodded, "It was nice talking to you, Bella."
"Bye!" I called.
"See you later is more like it! It's your party, Isabella!" he replied, while carrying the two girls on his shoulders.
He'll be a great dad, once he has kids.
"C'mon Sammy, lets go explore the ocean. I'm sure we'll look like the picture perfect single mom and baby family." I joked to myself. Sammy nuzzled my chest again, "You know, your probably very hungry. Sorry kiddo, I'm starving you for another twenty minutes."
We walked around for a while and eventually, Samuel Jr. fell asleep. I continued to explore La Push's beach until I found a bench. I sat down and accidentally woke up Sammy.
Thank goodness he didn't cry, though! Instead he gurgled at me raised his chubby arms to my face. "Your so cute, boy! I love you, yes I do! Momma loves babies!" I cooed.
"That's your son?" A stranger man asked next to me. He had green eyes and bronze-blonde-brown hair.
Sticking my nose in the air, I huffed, "Yeah, so what? You've never seen a teen mom before, kid! HMPH!" I got up from the bench, cradling Sammy closer and trudged away. "The nerrrve, Samuel, the nerve!"
He just giggled loudly at me, I turned around and saw the overly-tall teenage boy with weird hair staring back at me. I turned around quickly and felt my cheeks heat up. "He sure is cute, though."
So, I am really bored -.- SCREW THE BONFIRE! It was pissing me off(x So lets just using 'flashbacks' in the next chapter:D
Hope you enjoyed:D