Yay, another chapter! Sorry. I'm a teensy bit hyper today. I just hope it doesn't show in my work.
Disclaimer: When the lady got here, they dragged Bella away, so I'm safe for now. But pretty soon, I'll have to go watch over her at the Cullen's house...*shudder*
I was hopeless. These people who wanted me would abandon me, as soon as they saw the real me. I was naturally clumsy, where I could tell just by them standing that they were inhumanly graceful. They were pale, a shade lighter than me, and all of them were muscular, even the girls. They all probably played sports, whereas I tripped over my own feet while walking if I wasn't paying attention. They were all beautiful, and I didn't even want to think about myself on that aspect. I felt like an ugly duckling compared to them.
A man with blonde hair and golden eyes stepped forward. He looked older than the others, so I assumed he was the father. "I'm Carlisle, and this is my family." he said, gesturing to everyone behind him. He held out his hand for me to shake, and I almost didn't take it. But I decided if I wanted these people to keep me, I had to be polite.
Shaking his hand wasn't annoying. It was intriguing, actually. His skin was colder than ice, and rock hard. His grip was gentle, as if he knew I was uncomfortable and he was trying to reassure me. Him, I wasn't afraid of. He seemed like someone who I could talk to, who wouldn't hurt me.
A girl with spiky black hair bounced up and hugged me. She wasn't as gentle as Carlisle in her excitement, and it hurt when she squeezed my arms. I sucked in a sharp breath.
"Easy, Alice," Carlisle said.
She held me at arms' length for a second, and then her golden eyes widened. "Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you!"
"It's...it's fine," I said, taking a deep breath. I smiled weakly, and said, "I'm used to worse."
Everyone frowned. A blonde girl, even prettier than the rest, stepped up to the left of Alice and smiled at me. "I'm Rosalie, but you can call me Rose. I'm sure we'll get along just fine."
A particularly muscular man shoved Rosalie and Alice out of the way, and they glared at him.
"I'm Emmett," he said loudly, grinning like an idiot. "You're going to be the best little sister ever!"
I flinched, taking a step back from where Emmett stood, and his face fell. His voice was loud, like Damien yelling at me, and Damien hadn't exactly been a scrawny man. "Sorry," I said. "I just need to get used to it."
Rosalie had her hand on Emmett's arm, and he looked heartbroken. "Emmett," I said, attempting to smile. "You just took me by surprise. It's okay."
His face broke out into a wide grin. Quick recovery time.
A boy with honey-blonde hair came up to me and held out his hand for me to shake. I took his hand cautiously, and shook it. It was exactly the same as Carlisle's. I assumed all of their hands would be like that. "I'm Jasper," the boy said, with a slight southern drawl. He also had golden eyes.
A woman with caramel hair and a heart shaped face, who had been holding Carlisle's hand while the others introduced themselves, hugged me. "I'm Esme, and I hope you'll like living with us. We already have a room made up for you, and I'm sure Alice will take you shopping for clothes as soon as possible." she said, smiling. Alice started jumping up and down.
Only one person was left. A bronze-haired boy who was grinning at me, but had a confused look in his eyes. He walked gracefully across the room towards me, stopping a few feet away. I was perfectly fine with that. It meant I didn't have to be too close to him, and that I could study him without him noticing. I couldn't tear my eyes away from him.
He had an angular face, and his grin was amazing. It was slightly lopsided, and it took my breath away. He was even more beautiful up close.
I realized everyone was watching me, and could see that I was staring at the bronze-haired boy. I looked at the floor, blushing.
"This is Edward." Carlisle said, sounding as if he was confused.
"Hello," Edward said quietly. He had the voice of an angel.
"Hello." I replied, still looking at the floor.
When I looked up, everyone was still watching me.
"Well," Carlisle said, breaking the silence. "I suppose we should go home, so Isabella can rest." We all filed out the door and I followed them, with Alice skipping along next to me. When we got out of the house and were standing in front of their cars, I realized I had no idea who I would be riding with.
"Um, Alice? Who am I supposed to..."
"Oh, you'll be riding with Rosalie, Esme, and I, while the boys ride in the other two cars. We're driving the red BMW." I gasped. I had no idea these people were rich! I thought about it, and realized they were all wearing designer clothes when I saw them in the dining room. I wondered what their house looked like.
Suddenly, Alice laughed, like she knew why I was so surprised. "I'll sit in the back with you, Bella, and Rosalie will drive."
I looked around in the dim light for the others. Edward and Carlisle were getting into a silver car, and it looked like a Volvo. Emmett and Jasper had climbed into a Jeep that looked like it would live through a hurricane.
I walked slowly over to the red BMW, and opened the door, almost afraid to get in. I didn't want to get the seats dirty. Alice said, "Just climb in. We can wash the seats later."
I complied, settling into the seat while Alice slid in next to me. Rosalie climbed into the front seat and cranked the engine over, while Esme sat in the passenger seat.
"So," Alice said. "Do you like shopping?"