On Tuesday, I had gotten a slight cold, just like this cold, that makes people sneeze and cough and such stuff, but seems like it doesn´t really can break out for real. I didn´t care much about it, and after an examine by Carlisle (he wanted to do it, not me) they had to accept that I wasn´t ill, and could go to school. (It was not like I wanted to go to school. I just didn´t want to miss it, because I knew that if I did, I would be behind schedule again)

The others were back, Alice and Jasper from Sweden (who the hell goes to Sweden in January?) Emmett and Rosalie from New York (not very far away I guess, but they sure had had quite a great time), Bella and Edward from Brazil and some place called Isle Esme, and Nessie from Jacob´s.

And guess what they all had on their minds at this time? Yes, my birthday! They seemed to have decided to make a big deal of it, just because they knew how much I hated it. On Wednesday, when I came home, Esme was in the kitchen when I walked in there. I was keeping my hands on the bottom of my backpack that hang on my back of course, for a joke.

"Hey Esme! I know what I want for my birthday now!"

"You do?" Carlisle came walking into the kitchen. "What?" I let go off the bottom of my backpack, the material in it let go off the other, and all my papers, pencils, and erasers fell to the floor.

"How ´bout a backpack." I joked. Carlisle chuckled, while we both kneeled down to pick up the papers and stuff from the floor.

"Why do you keep so many papers in your backpack?"

"Because I always forget to leave the papers I´ve written on in my locker!"

"Why don´t you just get a notebook and a pencil case? Then you´d have it all gathered in one place!" Esme said.

"Well… I don´t get that from school, and it´s not exactly for free in the store." I saw Carlisle nod, then he spoke up again.

"And yes, Jamie… you said you wished for a gravestone for Jordan."

"Yes, that I did."

"So… what do you want it to look like?"

"I don´t know." I jumped up on the kitchen bench and sat on it. "It doesn´t have to be anything special actually, just… a stone with Jordan´s full name on it, and not just Jordan O. Dylan."

"What´s the O for?"

"Oscar. Anyway, maybe… maybe it could be like a dove on it, spreading out its wings as if it was gonna fly away. And…. And a… there is… a special text I´d like to be on it."

"Which text?"

"When mum was pregnant and when Jordan still breathed, I sang the same song to him all the time… and there is a few lines from it I would like to be on his gravestone." I started to hum. "Where trouble melt like lemon drops, high above the chimney tops, that´s where you´ll find me… is that a stupid text to put on a gravestone?"

"No it is not, I´d say it´s unique, but certainly not stupid." I nodded.

"Yeah I guess." I jumped down from the kitchen bench, took my papers and stuff, and walked downstairs, I walked up again, when I heard a shout from Emmett.

"JAME! PHONECALL FOR YOU!" I rushed upstairs and got the phone from Emmett´s hand.

"Yes?"

"Jamie!" Oh shoot, dad´s voice.

"Yes."

"So… how you´re doing?" Gosh, as if he´d care.

"I´m doing all right I guess… and you?"

"You just wait Jamie, as soon as I get out of here, you´ll be in so much trouble. You haven´t told anyone have you?"

"No I haven´t. But I think they are figuring out for themselves."

"Then lie about, tell them everything was fine, because you know what happens if you tell anyone."

"Yes dad," I said, and looked to the floor.

"Good bye."

"Bye dad." I hung up, and with my head lowered I turned around, Esme was behind me, cleaning the bench.

"Jamie?" I turned around when she called my name, oh shit, vampire- hearing, she´d heard it all.

"Yes?"

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, why wouldn´t I be?" I knew I wasn´t fooling anybody, not even myself, but I had to try lying, no one could know… No one could know. I walked downstairs and sat down by the piano.

Esme pov

"Yeah, why wouldn´t I be?" Jamie seemed down, not so strange after what her dad had told her. He sure was a cruel man, I just hoped he´d change until the day that it was time for Jamie to return. Jamie turned around and walked down the stairs, I finished cleaning the bench and then walked over to Carlisle´s office, but before I had the time to tell him what happened I heard Jamie sing and play the piano from the family room, I walked over- human speed there, along with everyone else that gathered one after one. At last the last tone rang out. All of us others were now gathered in the family room.

"Jamie, dear…" I took a step towards Jamie, she flew up on her feet.

"I need to be alone for a minute." She pushed her way through the group and up the stairs. Then we heard the door open and close.

"Why haven´t I seen this before?" Emmett asked, more to himself than to anyone else.

"See what?" Rose asked him.

"Don´t you get it? What was the first song she played for us, the first time she was here?"

"Read all about it p. III, Emelie Sandé"

"….You´ve got the words to change a nation but you´re biting your tongue, you spent a lifetime stuck in silence afraid you´d say something wrong… gosh, she could as well, have put I instead of you. What about the second."

"One more time, Chris Medina"

"Well… isn´t it obvious, she said that one was for her mother didn´t she? But she didn´t tell us anything else, GOSH, she´s expressing her feelings with the songs she´s playing. Whether she sees it herself or not, that´s what she does."

"What is you point Emmett?" Jasper asked, all of us others had sat down in the sofa, while Emmett was walking back and forth.

"We tried talking to a person who doesn´t talk about her problems, she sings about them."

"Hold on, are you talking we should…?"

"Oh yeah, anyone´s got an idea for which song?"

Monday morning, Jamie´s birthday

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAMIE." All of the Cullen´s shouted when I came out in the kitchen in the morning. I smiled at them all.

"Thanks. Ehrm…" I rubbed my eyes to wake up more. "…thanks a lot… sorry, don´t really know so much about this birthday- stuff." Carlisle chuckled.

"I guess we´ll have to teach you then."

"I guess… I… I think I´ll have to get ready for school." I turned around and walked over to my bedroom to get my stuff, when I came up to the kitchen, my breakfast was already on the table, for today, Esme had made pancakes. On the table

"Seriously guys, I told you not to make a big deal of this." I smiled, and walked over to the table.

"That one´s from Esme." Carlisle said. "You´re getting more presents after school, but we thought that you´d need that one for school."

"Sch Carlisle." Esme hit her husband slightly. "If you go on like that, you´ll tell her what is in it!" I sat down and ate my breakfast, (I could eat about a third of what Esme had put up on the plate for me, but never mind) and then I lifted the present onto my lap and started opening it. I did every move, very slowly, as if it all would disappear if I did it too fast. But at last, I sat there with a brand new backpack on my legs.

"Cool, thanks Esme"

"Open it," Carlisle and Esme said at once. I nodded, did as I was told, and found notebooks, a pencil case, pencils off several kinds and erasers. And twist folders.

"Thanks… a lot… I think I gotta go now." I put my things in the new backpack, and walked over to Emmett´s car, and went to school.

No one at school, except the Cullen´s knew that it was my birthday, which I was happy about, until lunch, of course, Emmett couldn´t stand no one knowing about my birthday.

I was eating my lunch when Emmett stood up, he jumped up on the table.

"Emmett… Emmett what are you doing?" I asked, I had my ideas, he didn´t answer my question, but bent down and lifted me up on the table do, while he did that, I managed to step right in my food, and then kick it down from the table.

"OII EVERYBODY LISTEN UP!" Emmett shouted at the top of his lungs, and the hall went all quiet. "MY FRIEND JAMIE, TURNS FIFTEEN TODAY. SO EVERYBODY NOW HAPPY BIRTHDAY…" the whole hall started singing happy birthday song, and Emmett jumped down from the table. I looked to the floor , mumbled a thanks, but before I had the time to climb down from the table Ms. Green´s shout echoed through the hall.

"MISS DYLAN! GET DOWN FROM THAT TABLE NOW." I nodded and climbed down. Miss Green grabbed my ear and dragged me with her, while Emmett tried to explain.

"Ms. Green…. Please… it wasn´t her fault…"

"Never have I ever…. In my forty years as a teacher….ow, ow," Suddenly, after we had come out in the corridor, that for the moment was empty, Emmett got in front of Ms. Green, a loud growl was heard.

"Let…. Her… go." I had never heard Emmett, or anyone else of the Cullens so angry any time before. Ms. Green let go, and I took a step to the side, rubbing my ear.

"Now, the reason Jamie was on the table was because of me. And if you don´t tell anybody else about that sound, I won´t tell anyone how you dragged her by the ear." Ms. Green looked frightened, and nodded.

"You okay?" Emmett turned to me. I nodded.

"Sure? It looks kind of red and soar." I nodded again.

"I´m sure. Haha, bet it matches my hair then." I pulled all of my dark- red hair onto the side that the ear was read, and pulled it over my ear.

"Better now?" Emmett nodded.

"I´m sorry Jamie. Come on, I´ll buy you some new lunch." We walked together back to the dining hall, and believe me, I had everyone´s eyes on me, and happy- birthday- wishes came from everywhere. When I was in the corridor on my way from maths with miss Green, and when I felt someone knock my shoulder I completely lost it.

"I swear, if I hear another PERSON wish me HAPPY BIRTHDAY, I will RIP SOMEONE´S HEAD OFF." I spun around, and saw who I had been shouting to. It turned out to be the shyest girl I knew, Millie Jackson.

"You forgot this in geography class." She said in a low voice, and I could see tears raising in her eyes, then she reached her arm forward and handed me the pencil case.

"Millie, I´m so…." I began, but before I had the time I- for the second time today heard a teacher shouting my name, Mr. Trey this time, at least that was good, he wasn´t as strict, neither as old- fashioned as Ms. Green.

"MISS DYLAN."

"Mr. Trey…. I can explain…" I began. "Look… I said I was sorry. I am."

"Ms. Jackson, Ms. Dylan, Mr. Landon´s office now." I sighed, walked after Mr. Trey and sent a quick text- message to Emmett and said that I would take the bus home. After just a few seconds I got one "y?" back. And quickly, right before I walked into the principal´s office, I sent back. "Will explain later."

"Miss Dylan." Mr. Landon- the principal looked at me, over his glasses, after that Mr. Trey had told him what happened, or… most likely, his side of the story.

"Yes Mr. Landon."

"So… what do you think we should do with this?" I shrugged. "Miss Dylan, this isn´t the first time you´ve been rude to the other students, you seem to have a way of getting into trouble."

"Yes sir."

"What do you think we should do with you?" I shrugged. "Can you give me the number to your parents, I think I need to talk to them a little."

"No… I…. I can´t give you the numbers to my parents…"

"Then what should we do? If you refuse to…"

"I live with the Cullens." I said quickly, he nodded.

"Is…. Dr. Cullen working today," I shook my head. "Can you give me his number?" I Nodded, searched up Carlisle´s number in my phone and showed it to Mr. Landon, he took a phone from his drawer and dialed Carlisle´s number, ten minutes later, not only Carlisle- but also Esme and Emmett, came through the door, I didn´t even turn around to look at them. I looked to the floor, all the time as, they came in. Only slightly looked up to see where everyone was located. Millie about a meter from me on my left, Esme right next to my right, Carlisle behind us, with one hand on Esme´s shoulder and one hand on mine, Emmett was leaning against the wall. I shook Carlisle´s hand off my shoulder, and looked down to the floor again, not to face the disappointment in Mr. Trey´s, Esme´s and Carlisle´s eyes, the anger (I couldn´t stand him being mad at me) in Emmett´s, and the tears in Millie´s, Mr. Landon seemed quite neutral.

"So… Miss Dylan, apparently, from what I heard earlier today, you were on a table on lunch. With the whole school singing the happy birthday song to you…" I looked to Carlisle and Esme,

"I´ll explain later." I whispered under my breath, but I knew they could hear.

"Yes, that´s right." There was no point with trying to lie, or come with excuses.

"But… Mr. Landon… that…" Emmett began, Carlisle held up his hand to silent him.

"And recently you were caught, shouting some rude things to miss Jackson when she wanted to hand your pencil case back to you."

"Yes sir." I mumbled.

"That´s not okay is it?"

"No sir."

"No," Emmett spoke up again. "No Mr. Landon, do you know what´s not okay? Well, do you? What´s not okay, is that one of the teachers, one of YOUR teachers do this." Emmett pulled away the hair that hung over the ear that miss Green had pulled. I looked to the floor, but still heard Mr. Trey, Mr. Landon, Esme and Millie gasping, then I felt something cold touching my ear, and I understood that Carlisle wanted to check something.

"Jamie," Emmett bent down and said my name in a low voice. "Remember what you said about your hair matching your ear?" I nodded. "Well, if you still want it to match, you might want to dye your hair blue." I pulled my hair forward again. And put my hand over my ear when Carlisle reached his hand forward.

"Come on Mr. Landon," Emmett continued. "You´re a nice guy. And if anyone should be blamed for this it´s me. I lifted her up on that table, I wanted Jamie to have a good birthday…"

"How ironic." I muttered.

"…But Jamie have told me loads of times how she hates her birthday, and I should have listened to her. So… please be easy on her, after all, it is her birthday." Mr. Landon leaned over the desk.

"Allan" (that is Mr. Trey´s first name) "Dr. Cullen, Mr. Cullen, Mrs. Cullen, could you all wait outside." The others nodded, and walked out of the room.

"So, miss Dylan…" Mr. Landon began. I nodded. "Outside that door," he pointed. "At eight, you get until then to have an apology, now off you go." I got up on my feet.

"Goodbye Mr. Landon… Millie."

"Oh and Miss Dylan." Mr. Landon said, when I had just gotten the door open. I spun around.

"Happy birthday," he smiled slightly. I nodded thanks, and turned around and walked before Carlisle, Esme and Emmett out to the parking lot.

"Jamie? Jame come on!" Emmett tried, but I didn´t answer him.

"Jamie…" Carlisle began.

"You." I spun around. "you… look! I told you loads of times, I hate my birthday, why couldn´t you just listen?" I turned around again, opened the door to Carlisle´s car, and sat down. I leaned against the door while Carlisle and Esme got in the front seat, and Carlisle started driving, while Emmett drove faster than us towards the Cullen- mansion.

In the short drive to the house, I felt all the anger disappear, it was replaced by a feeling of guilt, and I felt sad, it was true what Emmett said, he was the one causing the whole school to know about my birthday, but I was the one screwing it up, hurting someone, and making a fool out of myself.

I got out the car, into the house, and downstairs where the others were waiting.

"Don´t bother." I told them. "I don´t deserve it!" I turned towards the hallway and walked to my room, where I laid down on my bed, rested my chin in one of my hands, and drawing in a notebook. (I had never been a good artist, I wasn´t good this time either.) while I thought back how I could apologize to Millie in a good way.

Alice pov

All the Cullens were gathered around the table in the living room, we were thinking, but no one had yet had any idea on what to do now. We had a cake, but I guessed we´d have to throw it away, we had presents, but I guessed we´d have to return them, we had a plan of how to make Jamie open herself to us, but I guessed we´d have to do that some other day.

"No come on," Emmett spoke up and stood up. "We are Cullens, we never give up. Jasper, drive up you know what on the driveway, momma get the cake, Rose and Bella, get the presents, Alice, Nessie,, get the room ready, Edward, get the CD- player, pops, make sure Jamie doesn´t get out of her room until we´re finished…"

"…and you´re gonna…"

"Make sure everybody does what they´re supposed to of course, now get a move on."

"Wait." Carlisle said. "I´ve got one better idea."

Jamie pov

The door to my room opened, Carlisle stepped in.

"Come on," he nodded towards the family room. "Get up."

"For what?" I asked without looking at him.

"Celebration of your birthday!"

"I´ve already told you, I don´t deserve it."

"Sometimes the person who deserves it the least, is the one who needs it the most, now come on." I sighed, then stood up and walked after Carlisle. We walked upstairs and he asked me to grab me my jacket and come out to his car.

"What for?" I asked a bit confused. He didn´t answer me, but said he´d show me. I got in the seat next to him in his car, and he started driving. He claimed that he´d show me, and when we came home again, the others would have made everything ready for the celebration.

Carlisle stopped outside the church and we got out of the car. He pointed towards the graveyard, and told me to look at Jordan´s grave.

Already before I reached it, I saw that they had changed it, it was a black stone, not very big, with golden, thin text

Jordan Oscar Dylan
2014/5/15
Where trouble melt like lemon drops
High above the chimney tops
That´s where you´ll find me

On top of the stone, there was a white dove, on its way to spread out its wings, as to fly away, it was so small it could have fit in my hand. I turned around ran towards Carlisle the fastest I could,

Carlisle pov

Jamie came running back to me, took a jump, I catched her with my hands slightly, so she wouldn´t get hurt when hitting me. But it was too fast for her to even notice.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, it´s perfect." Wow, I never thought she would be this grateful over the gravestone. I put her down on the ground again, and started walking towards the car.

"We´d better get home." We got in the car and I started driving towards our home, where the others had put everything up.

Jamie pov

When we got up on the driveway, I saw all the others standing there, Emmett had his hands on a motorbike, that looked like it had definitely seen its best days. I got out of the car.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY." They all shouted when I came walking

"I´m sorry for what I did!" Emmett said. "But, we decided to throw the party anyway, we already have all the presents and stuff, so cancelling it didn´t seem like a very good idea. Anyways, this, is the present from me." He reached me the steering part of the motorbike, I took it.

"Wait…. I can´t drive a motorbike…. I´ve never even touched one until now."

"And that thing isn´t gonna start either." Emmett clapped on the bike. "We´re spending some time for the rest of the winter fixing this, and then the spring with teaching you how to drive it."

"We´ve got more inside," Alice said. "Come on."

"Put that in the garage Emmett! There´s a storm coming." Carlisle said, and Emmett took the motorbike from me, and in the blink of an eye he was gone. I walked inside and got my jacket off before walking downstairs.

There was a big cake standing on the table, and presents lying around it. I smiled and sat down, and leaned forward to pick out the first present to unwrap. It was an envelope from Nessie and Bella. I opened it, and found a card, it was a card for going to the dancing studios and lend one of the halls fifteen times, (so I wouldn´t have to pay for that) I thanked the two of them, and moved on. The next present was from Edward and Jasper. Turned out to be a camera.

"Thanks guys, ehrm… as I said earlier, not very good at this…. So… if someone takes a photo of all of us… will I be the only one in it then?" I joked, and immediately had about five pillows thrown at me.

"Sorry, just… just kidding. Hrm." I cleared my throat, to save some time. "Anyways… let´s move on." I laid the camera to the side.

"So Jamie" Emmett spoke up. "What did you think about that gravestone momma and pops got for your brother?"

"It was beautiful" I said. "It… I guess… never mind. Let´s move on." I opened the next present, also that one from Emmett. It turned out to be a leather jacket and a helmet, for driving the motorbike he said. I tried the jacket on, and it turned out to be at least four sizes too big.

"Oh that´s good," Emmett joked. "Because if you keep on eating like you do now, it will soon be too small." This time it was my turn to throw a pillow at Emmett.

"Well." Carlisle said. "I can tell you about another thing. Remember those bills you got from your house just before Christmas?" I nodded. "Well, I´ve paid them, I´m also going to pay any bill that comes to your old house." I opened my mouth protest, paying the bills was my dad´s job, not Carlisle´s.

"But… it will be like thousands… if not more." Seriously, I couldn´t do better than that?"

"I can afford it. You need the money you save on that more than I will not paying it."

"Huh?"

"I´m paying the bills"

"Okay."

"And we have another present we´d like to tell you about!" Esme began. "We thought, that maybe you´d like if we got your room painted in the color you want."

"Yeah sure." I said "That would be really cool." I got the last present from the table, from Alice and Rosalie, and started pulling off the wrapping. It revealed a box.

"Oh great, thanks." I joked. "I´ve always wanted a box." The others chuckled at me, and I started pulling of the tape- pieces to open the box. It revealed a bunch of girly stuff, such as stuff for my hair, a princess diaries- movies and make- up. Immediately, Alice started babbling about how she would put make- up on me, and do my hair. She talked so fast, after just a few seconds I stopped trying to hear what she was saying, and just sat there, nodding and humming.

"Alice." Carlisle spoke up after a couple of minutes, he held up his hands to silent her. "I don´t think Jamie can hear a word of what you´re saying, you´re talking too fast, and anyways. We have still got one present left, and it´s getting late…" Alice nodded, the others started standing up, and I turned around when they all got out on the empty floor.

"I… we think you should listen closely to what we´re singing about." Emmett said. "Here it goes."

I knew what they were trying to do with this song. Until now it would have taken me to be completely blind and deaf if I hadn't noticed how they were trying to make me open up to them

"That was really good." I said when the song had ended. "And… I know what you´re trying to do…. I don´t wanna be rude… but it´s not quite that simple… Can I have a moment to think about what just happened?" I took the presents and walked to my room, but there I didn´t stay.

Half an hour later, Carlisle pov

"Carlisle?" Esme asked. "Have you seen Jamie, I can´t find her anywhere." I shook my head.

"No… but…" I stopped when I saw a paper with Jamie´s handwriting on the table. In the matter of a second, I had grabbed it, and read it.

Needed some fresh air
Jamie

I looked outside, and saw that the storm I had predicted was here.

"I´ll go look for her." I walked outside, but the snow, and wind made it hard to feel Jamie´s scent anywhere.

Jamie pov, twenty minutes earlier

I wasn´t gonna run so far, but I ran into the forest, onto the road, and I didn´t wanna stop. There was nothing that could stop me now… well… except ice on the ground and too much snow. I slipped and fell in a big pile of snow.

My foot was stuck, and hurt, I felt my ankle hurt, and I surely was stuck in the snow. After I don´t know how long, I collapsed in the snow, my breathing wheezed, I felt my pockets after an inhaler, but couldn´t find one.

"CARLISLE. " I shouted at the top of my lungs. "HEEEEELP, SOMEBODY HELP ME."

So, that´s it, and this is by far the longest chap I´ve ever written… so… will Carlisle find Jamie in time before something happens… I know.

Playlist
Jamie- For the love of a daughter- Demi Lovato
The Cullen's- Beneath your beautiful- Labyrinth feat. Emelie Sandé

Anyways, this is the last chapter I´m writing before my own birthday, tomorrow (June the 28:th) is my 18:th birthday, and I surely hope it gets better than Jamie´s.