As Edward and I cleaned up from breakfast he suddenly became very still.
"If I asked you to go to your room and stay would you listen?" He asked as he headed into the living room. I followed him. "Of course not," he muttered.
Suddenly the whole family was in the living room.
"What's going on, Edward?" Asked Carlisle.
"The wolves. They're coming to talk," he spat through gritted teeth.
"I can't see them!" Alice shrieked. Werewolves? Now? We've barely been here a day!
"Bella go to your room," ordered Mom.
I scoffed. "No way." She and Dad looked shocked.
The next command came from Dad. "Bella, go!"
I stood my ground. "No."
"It's too late anyway," growled Edward. "They're practically here." Both my parents glared at me but said nothing. I'd have to pay for that later. A moment later I saw a truck and a car appear.
Six freakishly tall, tan, and muscular boys climb out of the vehicles looking angry.
"How do they know we're here?" I asked. Edward provides a one word answer,
"Smell." Right. They could probably smell the vampire scent. Immediately one of the boys stands out, mostly because he's not a boy. The others face looked young but this one looked older, probably late twenties, and he walked ahead of the others and more confident. The leader?
His knock was loud and swift. No one moved. He knocked again. Are we seriously going to pretend there aren't six giant boy-wolves outside our door? On the third knock I rolled my eyes and opened the door. There supposed to protect humans so how bad could it be? There arms were all crossed but when they saw me there arms went slack.
"You're human," said the evident leader in a deep voice. How do I responded to that? Duh, maybe?
"Uh, yeah I am," I opened the door wider giving them access to a full view of the living room including my vampire family. The leader pushed passed me.
"Why of course you can come in. Thanks so much for asking," I muttered sarcastically as the rest of the boys followed. I closed the door and rejoined my family, most of them looked pissed. At me? Possibly. No one spoke for several seconds until Carlisle broke the silence.
"Hello. My name is Carlisle. Let me introduce you to the rest of my family: Edward, Bella, Alice, Jasper, Emmett, Rosalie, and my wife Esme. We moved here yesterday."
The leader spoke again. "Sam. This is Embry, Paul, Quil, Jacob, and Jared. Why is there a human with you?" As Carlisle began to explain my story I looked at the boy called Jacob and realized he looked strangely familiar but I couldn't place it.
"...and they've raised her ever since," Carlisle finished.
"You have kept and raised a human?" Sam asked, showing no attempt to hide his disgust. That's when images of me making mud pies with a small tan boy flashed through my head.
"Woah, wait a second. Jacob? As in Jacob Black?" I asked the muscular Jacob, completely astounded. Could this seriously be the boy I used to make mud pies with in the park? He eyed me for several moments in confusion before some sort of realization seemed to strike across his face.
"B-Bella Cullen?" He asked, stepping forward. I nodded. Everyone eye us.
"We used to make mud pies and play house together," I said in explanation.
"Wow, you still remember too?" He asked, shocked.
"Uh, yeah. How could I forget that?" He smiled and so did I. It was so cool to remember someone from Forks—even if they were a werewolf.
"Yeah, uh, that's great and all but you know you really shouldn't live here with them. You could come stay with one of us at La Push if you wanted," Sam offered.
"Thanks for the offer but, no. I'm perfectly fine here."
Jacob's face sank. "At least come back with to La Push so we can all talk more about. After a few hours, if you still don't want to stay there we'll bring you back." I weighed the pros and cons in my head and decided I'd like to go. What's the worst that could happen? Besides, I'd like to get to talk more with Jacob.
"Sure, I'll come." My family is so going to kill me.