Disclaimer: I still don't own any of the Twilight characters

Sarah's POV

I went outside to go and collect our mail, when I came across a letter from Wife Swap.

"Jerry, we're going to be on Wife Swap." I yelled at my husband.

My name is Sarah Thompson. Me and my husband, of 15 years, have three children. Luke and Leila who are twins, they have just turned 13, and my youngest daughter Lola, she's only 8.

My children are well known as being the best well-behaved children in New York City. They are also social active within the community. The twins do 12 activities a week between them whilst Lola only does 4.

When I first watched Wife Swap I was disgusted by most of the children's behaviour, I would never allow my children to behave like that. I decided to apply for Wife Swap to teach the world, as well as the families whose children I would be with, about good manners.

It was a week later when the camera crew arrived. I shouted the children downstairs so I could remind them of the rules once more. And with that we were off.

The car journey took 3 hours before we arrived in Alaska. I was wondering were about's we were heading, just as the car turned into a wooded area. I was sure that the driver was lost, that was until we pulled up outside a three story house.

"It looks... lovely." I stammered out.

Who would live in a house like this?

As I turned the key that I had been given into the lock, I was shocked at how clean and tidy the place was. I was speechless. I walked into the living room and saw the biggest TV you could ever imagine. "Looks like they sit in front of the TV a lot, it's no good for them."

I decided to go and check up stairs, the first room I came across belonged to a girl, on a second note and glance, two girls. They had a massive walk in wardrobe that in my opinion had too many clothes, shoes and accessories in it. In their room I could see that they had laptops and iPods.

"Spoilt." Was the only thing I could say.

The next room I walked into belonged to two boys. "Four children, that's okay I can deal with that."

I walked up the next lot of steps and saw yet again another two bedrooms; one was a master bedroom, and the other belonged to two more girls. Two boys, 4 girls what have I got my self into?

I went up the final set of stairs to find two more doors, in one of the rooms there was a single bed with bed stuff set at the bottom of it, this must be the guest room where I would be sleeping. The other room had a bunk bed, too many car magazines and hundreds of CD's. Two more boys.

"How many people live in this house?" I asked to no-one in particular.

I decided to head downstairs and find the kitchen. I saw the manual I am supposed to read there. It read:

Hi new mom,

My name is Esme Cullen I am 33 years old. By now I assume that you have had a look around our house. Me and my husband, Carlisle, have adopted 8 children.

"8 children, how does she take care of them all?"

We have two sets of twins, Jasper and Rosalie who are 18, and Edward and Renesmee who are 17. Our other adopted children are: Emmett who is 18, Jacob who is 20, and Alice and Isabella, who are 17.

"They're in their teens as well, this is bad news."

This is my daily schedule

6.30 am- Wake up

7 am- Wake the Children up

8 am- Children set off to school

From 9 am to 3.30pm I clean the house, buy groceries, and prepare dinner, for if the kids want something to eat.

3.30pm- the children arrive back home from school, they have various activities around the house they like to do

11pm- I go to bed, the children don't have a set bed-time, they can go to sleep when they want to.

"I am definitely going to be changing this schedule; children shouldn't get the choice in what they want to do."

The children tend to play jokes a lot, and will definitely get into an argument at some point, they can also make a lot of noise, if they make a mess never get them to clean it up, I have found out that if they do they will make the mess 10 times worse than it is.

Other than that you should be fine.

Good luck,

Esme xx

That's when I heard cars pulling up, it was time to meet this insane family, and straighten them out.