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The New Kids

Summary:
The Cullens start high school for the first time since Bella has been changed and Renesmee has been born. Will Nessie learn to love Jacob the way he wants her to? Or will she meet someone at school and repeat the history that brought her Mom and Dad together? The sequel to this story - Nothing But Time- should be up ASAP! Keep a look out for it!


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9. Chapter 9

Rating 4.5/5   Word Count 2245   Review this Chapter

As soon as I heard the car I raced through the house to the front door. Once I got outside, I slowed to a walk and descended one side of the double staircase that led to the entrance. At the bottom, I stopped by the ivy covered fountain that separated the stairs and waited for him to park his car in the circle drive. He opened his door and stood up, his eyes wide and mouth hanging open.

He turned to me and said in a sarcastic tone, "A little warning might have been nice."

"I told you our house was big. There are 10 us us."

"This is not a house. It looks an awful lot like..."

"Greystone Mansion in Beverly Hills?" I finished his sentence. "This house was vaguely modeled after it, built a few years later in the 1930's, by a jealous business competitor. He couldn't quite match the original though, ours is smaller." I had heard all about the history of this house from Grandma Esme and I knew Owen would know what Greystone Mansion was, his mother being an architect and all.

He just stared at me. "Not too shabby," he said after he regained his composure and began walking up the steps to go inside.

"Um, just so you know, my whole family is waiting inside to meet you."

"So? I figured I'd meet most of them today. Should I be afraid?" He laughed.

Yes! I wanted to tell him. "No," I said instead, "I just thought I'd give you fair warning." I turned the door knob and walked in. "Act human" I hissed under my breath at vampire speed. We entered the large living area and I let out a relieved breath. Uncle Jasper and Aunt Rose sat playing chess at the table by the window, Mom and Dad were curled up on the couch, watching with amused expressions as Uncle Emmett, Jake, and Grandpa Carlisle played a video game on the large flat screen that was hung on the wall. Aunt Alice and Grandma Esme were laying on their stomachs on the floor looking at dozens of design magazines that were spread out around them. I cleared my throat.

"Hey, man!" Jake said as he sat his controller on the floor. "You gonna come check out the Rabbit with me when you and Ness finish your homework?"

"Um, sure," Owen mumbled as he took in his surroundings. The room was impressive. It had once been a ballroom, but Grandma Esme loved the tall ceilings and windows, so she knocked out a few walls and turned it into the living room. It was decorated mostly in white, as all our houses were, with large colorful paintings warming the space.

"Everyone this is Owen Ross. Owen, this is my family," I pointed to each person as I named them.

"Welcome to our home, Owen. We're very glad to have you," Grandma Esme said graciously.

"Well, we need to get going on our homework," I blurted out quickly before anyone else could speak, "do you want to work outside, since it's so warm, or up in my room?"

The moment the words were out of my mouth, I knew I was in trouble. Jake turned a furious shade of red that I'd never seen before, and my mother snapped her teeth shut so loud that I was sure Owen must have heard it.

I thought Uncle Emmett was going to be my downfall today, but he turned out to be my savior...sort of. He spoke fast and low to my mom, "HA! As if we couldn't hear everything they were doing up there and Edward would know if any impure thoughts crossed their minds. You worried that she'll be as eager as you, Bella?" Now he'd done it.

I blushed, Jacob stormed off to his room, and my father had to physically restrain my mother.

"If you don't think it will rain, I'm cool with going outside." Owen said, looking out the window to the cloudy sky, seemingly oblivious to what had just happened.

"It won't rain!" Alice trilled without looking up from her magazine.

"Thanks, Alice." I grumbled. I picked up my books and marched toward the back door, with Owen following a few steps behind.

As I closed the door, Dad must have released my mother, because I heard a loud crash that could only be Emmett being slammed against a wall.

"I'm so sorry about that." I said, wondering exactly how much he had heard and seen.

"Hum, for what?" he mumbled, looking around the expansive gardens with wide eyes.

I guess our house was good for something, it had diverted his attention long enough for that little spat to remain unnoticed. "Here, come this way, I know the perfect place where we'll have lots of room to spread our stuff out. Oh crap, I forgot the laptop." I pointed him in the direction of my favorite area of the garden, behind the thick hedge, and turned back to the house.

I really had left the computer inside on accident, but I was glad. This was a good excuse to go back in and see what everyone was saying about Owen. I wasn't disappointed.

"He wasn't nervous at all!" Jasper said, surprise painting his tone, "I didn't have to calm him one bit."

"What was the thinking of, Edward?" my mother asked.

"Nessie, mostly. But he was fascinated by the house and the artwork, too."

He thought mostly of me? I couldn't resist asking, "What did the think about me, Daddy?"

"You know I don't like to tell others thoughts, unless it's absolutely necessary, and I hardly think this is," he told me sternly.

"Oh come on, Edward. It's her first date, give her a little peace of mind and tell her," Aunt Rose urged.

Mom and Dad both growled when the word 'date' slid through her lips. Was this a date? I didn't think so. My thoughts must have eased my fathers mind, because he told me, "He thinks that the color of your dress makes your eyes look nice and that you're very down to earth for being so rich. He also thinks that you're the best looking in our family, Ness." He grinned at Aunt Rose. "You wanted me to tell her..." he added when her head snapped up and her eyes narrowed into slits.

My mother and I laughed, only Aunt Rose would be vain enough to care if a human boy found her more attractive than me. "Hey...where's Uncle Emmett?" I asked when I noticed he wasn't in the room with everyone else, "What'd you do to him Mom?"

"Oh, nothing much. Just a quick shove into the wall...Jasper is taking care of the rest."

I stepped in front of Uncle Jasper to grab the computer and suddenly felt what she was talking about. Waves of remorse and anxiety hit me like a ton of bricks. He must be sending all of that in the direction of Emmett and Rose's room. Yuck, I got out of his way as quickly as possible and headed toward the back yard.

"Be good!" I heard my father call as I ran across the grass toward my little Eden where I'd sent Owen. I rounded corner of the tall hedge and stopped in my tracks. He was laying on his back under the bright red Japanese Maple with his arms behind his head and his eyes closed.

He was so beautiful, I could hardly catch my breath. It wasn't the angelic perfection that made my family so attractive, or the ancient, natural beauty that I loved about Jake. It was something I couldn't put my finger on, something so human. Perfect in its imperfection.

He opened his eyes slowly and sat up on one elbow, "I don't know how you expect me to get any work done. If I lived here, I'd never leave this spot. This would be a perfect day, if only the sun would come out," he said in his raspy voice.

"Um, yeah. Too bad about the sun," I lied and then continued, "but this won't take too long if we buckle down and then we can hang out here as long as you want."

He sighed and flipped his book open. We spent the next two hours engrossed in our assignment. It went by fast, we had both already read A Separate Peace more than once, so we knew what we were looking for. After we outlined our essays, we decided that we were at a good stopping place.

"That was the most fun I've had studying in a long time," he said as he got up and went to look in the Koi pond a few yards away.

"Same here," I concurred, "what do you want to do now?"

"Well, as lame as this sounds, I'd really like to see more of your house."

That didn't seem lame to me, our house was cool, and he had a background in art and fine architecture, two things our house was full of. "Sure, let's go. I'll give you the grand tour."

He reached out and grabbed my hands, pulling me up of the ground. "Wow, Nessie, your hands are really warm, are you okay? You aren't sick are you?"

Crap. "No, its just the heat from the laptop. I've been holding it all afternoon," I assured him. Good save, that was believable. He still looked concerned, but shrugged his shoulders. We carried all our stuff back to the house and set it down in the living room. Esme was the only one around, watching a show on the Home and Garden Network. "Where's everyone?" I asked her.

"Carlisle is at the hospital, Alice and Rose are shopping, Emmett and Jasper went for a hike, Edward is in the music room, I believe Bella is in there with him, and Jake is in the garage."

Perfect, everyone was out of the way, I could give my tour in peace. "I'm going to show Owen the rest of the house, is that alright?"

She nodded and waved us on our way. I showed him everything of interest downstairs, saving the room that my father and mother were in for later, and then took him up the sweeping front staircase that led to the bedrooms above. I pointed at various closed doors and told him who's room it was, then we turned the corner and went to the door at the end of the hall. My room.

"This room suits you," he said as I followed him in. He went to the window seat and peered out onto the backyard below, "nice view."

I watched him look at the black and white framed photos that hung on the walls. "These are wonderful. Who took them?"

"My mother," I said without thinking. The pictures were of all my favorite places around Forks and La Push, she had taken them and given them too me just before we moved. There was one of the river near the house, the little cottage that had been our first home, Charlies house, First Beach, the baseball clearing, and the meadow that had been a special place for my parents long before I was born. I sighed thinking of all the things there that I missed.

"You must really miss her," he said softly. What? Crap. I really needed to watch what I said a little more closely.

"Um, I do. But it's been so long I hardly remember, so it's alright." I hated lying to him, but what other choice did I have? This was getting sticky, so I decided to move it along. "Do you want to see my favorite room? I saved it for last."

We walked silently down the stairs and to the other side of the house, I stopped in front of a set of huge French doors and listened to my dad playing the lullaby he wrote for my mother. I knocked softly. The playing stopped and I heard my dad tell us to come in.

Owen gasped audibly when I swung the doors open. "Wow, this is just...wow."

"Do you see why it's my favorite?"

He nodded and continued to take in the room around him. Esme had designed it specifically for my dad, it had state of the art sound equipment and rows and rows of shelves full of his CD's and records. The shiny grand piano stood facing the huge window with gold and cream chaise lounges and deep arm chairs gathered around it.

"Do you all play?" he asked in awe.

"Just Nessie and I, really. The others can play...just not well," my dad laughed. He motioned for me to come sit on the bench next to him. "You want to show off a little bit, sis?" I rolled my eyes and thought 'not really, but you're in a good mood, bro, so I will'.

We began playing a composition that we wrote together over 3 years ago, it was very complex and layered, there was no way one person could play it alone. I glanced at Owen and saw the look of admiration on his face. Dad leaned into me and whispered so that only he and I could hear, "He thinks you're perfect."