Hey everyone, I'm back! I'm sorry I haven't updated in so long, I have been so busy! The only reason I'm writing now is because I'm sick. Well anyhow, I don't know that I'm going to have enough inspiration to continue this story if I don't get reviews...you guys might want to review more. I also get writer's block every 2 1/2 seconds, so if you have an idea or something you want to see in the story, put it in your review or PM it to me, I'd love to hear it.
Disclaimer: hmm, I don't know if I have been putting these...oh well. I'll do one now. Ahem! I, despite my efforts, still do not own twilight or any of the recognizable characters. I own only this plot and my original character, Blair. I am making no money because of this story. I do this only because I am a slave to my imagination. Please don't sue me.
Now, without further adieu, I proudly present:
The New Girl
By: Wishing For A Myracle
"Welcome to the coven," said Carlisle.
"Why don't you go and get your things?" I nodded, and walked out their door and out to my car, returning not one minute later with two boxes full of things."Done," I said.
"Oh, I guess I will show you to your new room," Carlisle said, standing. He walked up the stairs, me following close behind him. He stopped and turned to me, "This," he said, "was our guest room, but we don't get many guests, so you can have this room." He opened the door.
The room was large, and one wall was completely made of glass. There was a small sofa, a stereo, a dresser, a large walk-in closet, a desk, a very full book shelf, and a very, very large flat screen TV.
"Oh, this is so nice! Are you sure you don't need this room for anything, I really don't want to be a bur-"
Carlisle rolled his eyes and walked out, leaving me to unpack in peace. I had very few things. Some clothes (that didn't even come close to filling the closet half-way), two pairs of shoes (one of which was on my feet) a guitar, a few books, my laptop, and my cell phone (both of those were presents from Aro).
I finished packing just in time to see Alice walk into my room, into my closet, and then scream. I ran to her to see what was wrong, only to find her on the floor pretending to die.
"What's wrong?" I asked her.
"Y-y-y-you poor thing!!" she screamed pointing to the closet. "Is that all or the clothes you own?!"
She stood up, dusted herself off and grabbed my by the wrist, pulling me down the stairs and into the living room. "This poor girl had been deprived of clothes, I am bringing her to the mall to see if I can't save her," she said and with that she dragged me out the door. I'm not sure, but I thought I hear jasper say something like "good luck…"
Rosalie ran to catch up to us. "I want to come!" she said happily.
Five hours and twenty bags of clothes later, I walked upstairs to my room.
Alice decided that she was going to help me organize my closet by season, color, and type. Needless to say that it took a few hours… Then we worked with all the make-up Rose had bought for me without me noticing. She had even bought me more of the tanning lotion I had been using so people wouldn't catch on to the whole I'm-a-vampire thing. They thought it was a great idea. The whole time I felt like one of those little Barbie doll things that little girls play with.
I was eventually saved by Bella, who asked me if I wanted to eat with her. I gladly said yes and went downstairs with her. She made us pasta and meatballs. We ate without much conversation. Mostly small talk; she explained that as long as I lived there, Alice and Rose were going to take me shopping…a lot.
After we finished eating, I helped her with the dishes. I washed and she dried. She went upstairs to go to sleep, but I stayed downstairs starring at the piano and thinking. I was so lost in thought I didn't notice Edward come up behind me, so I jumped when he whispered "Do you play?"
I nodded. "Yes. I don't know many songs, I mostly write them."
"As long as you don't break it, you can play it, just not right now, Bella's asleep."
"Are you two married?" I asked. I know that Alice and Jasper are, Rose and Emmett are, and Esme and Carlisle are, Alice, Rose, and I talked about it over lunch. I just didn't know much about Edward and Bella.
"No, but we will be soon."
"Is she going to stay human?"
"No. If things went her way, she'd be a vampire by now. We agreed to wait until we were married. She lives here all the time now. She spends some nights at her father's, but not many," he said.
We sat in silence for a minute. "So, do you like it here?" he asked.
"I haven't been here very long, so I really don't know. You are all so kind. And your sisters are certainly interesting…"
"That they are." He agreed, "But just wait until you really get to know Emmett. We have some pretty weird rules here, like 'no stealing nukes, holding the world hostage, and demanding a ransom that is to be paid in purple pez dispensers.' Rules like that were made because of Emmett."
"Has he really tried that?"
"Twice…" Edward sighed. "Well, I'm going to go upstairs, Bella is sure to be worrying about where I am." He got up and walked up the stairs.
I was talking to Jasper when it happened. Our bedroom faded away and was replaced with a beach. I was having a vision. The beach was the one beach that is neither vampire nor werewolf territory, no mans land. I saw Blair walk onto the beach and sit on a small log that was close enough to the water that her bare feet were getting wet. She was drawing a picture of the moon's refection in the water when she heard a noise and went invisible. Then I saw them, the werewolves. They were dangerously close to where she was sitting.
"I smell leech," Jake said, angry
"If a vampire is here than there is nothing we can do. You know this is no mans land," said quill, the only other werewolf with Jake.
"I don't recognize it's sent. And it's close; hiding. Who's going to stop us if we kill it?"
"Sam and the other leeches will! This isn't a good idea!"
"Just help me find it," Jake said, walking closer to where Blair was sitting, frozen with fear and invisible.
The vision ended. Jasper was holding me, looking at me worriedly.
"Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!" I said.
Tee hee! Sorry about the cliffy, but I just couldn't help myself. Then again, I'm not sorry. Maybe this will help convince you meanie-faces to review more! Well, I hope you liked it, and if you want to read more, you have to click that magical little button that says review, because it will make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside and it will give me inspiration. Love ya all!
-Wishing For A Myracle