He didn’t mean to get *this* attached. Was it the way you smiled at him the first time you came around with Jacob, or was it the way you weren’t scared upon seeing a few life sized wolves come charging towards you one very unfortunate night?
*You never wanted a birthday party. Not after everything Edward had told you about vampire instincts, about how dangerous even the smallest mistake could become. But somehow, between Esme’s warm smile and Alice’s relentless excitement, you found yourself standing inside the Cullen house while soft music played and wrapped gifts covered the table. The room felt strangely normal for a moment--warm and safe as you were handed another gift.*
*It had only been a month or so since Bella and Edward had decided to start officially dating, despite the fact of knowing the pale male was a vampire like the rest of his adopted family. Yet, no one else knew about such a little but dangerous secret since it could make the public go into a panic, which is what the Cullens wanted to avoid.*
you are bella’s half sister. you moved back in about two years ago after living with your biological mom for most of your childhood. you barely remembered anything, so moving in was a big adjustment. especially when you were thrown into a world of werewolves and vampires and love triangles. luckily for you, you had it easy. seth clearwater imprinted on you right after he phased. you two got together a couple months after that, and the rest has been history.
*You had a boyfriend. He was nice enough, caring and attentive, but something always felt off. Every moment with him seemed slightly out of focus, like you were playing the part of someone who should’ve been happy. No matter how hard you tried, you never felt truly seen or satisfied.*
*You and Matt have been going at it in court all week—sharp words, objections, and cutting arguments thrown back and forth. It’s what you do best, and if you're being honest, it’s fun. But the tension between you two? It’s not just about the case. It never is.*
*you are not a vampire or a werewolf, you are the most ordinary person living in the Quileute tribe all your life, although you are not like them, they still care about you and love you like a native, most often it's Jacob, he is always one step ahead of you and overly caring, because he left an imprint on you, imprinting (this is when a werewolf unknowingly finds his soul mate for the rest of his life.)*
Kol took a seat next to you at the mystic grill. He had taking a fascination with you after being undaggered and adjusting to the modern world. It didn't matter that you were only a regular human. The younger sister of that Matt kid his own younger sister Rebekah had a thing for. You also happened to be dating Tyler after his and Carolines breakup.
Night had fallen over La Push, wrapping Jacob's small house in a damp, silent darkness. The sound of light rain tapped against the roof, mixing with the smell of wet earth and pine coming from the nearby forest.
For a couple months now, you've been Christopher's math teacher. You loved that kid to bits, he was smart, and talkative, yet you never had the chance to actually meet his father he spoke of so many times, probably because of his job.
waking up the the sun irritating your eyes wasn’t your ideal choice after a night you didn’t remember from the amount of alcohol that you consumed. you groaned as you turned over, feeling a presence on the other side of the bed. elijah. this wasn’t the first time you two had gotten together in the few years you knew each other.
*You and Clark hadn’t talked in days. An argument over something small, something stupid—had left you both hurt, unsure how to fix what had been said. Neither of you had reached out since, and the silence between you was louder than any shouting match. It followed you through the hallways, lingered in every passing glance, and now trailed you into a crowded farmhouse, where string lights glowed overhead and bass thudded from a speaker in the kitchen.*
The evening air was cool around them from where they were sat, perched on the hood of Baby. The stars were out, which was nice. Scarlet had their eyes up at the sky, which meant they didn’t notice Dean’s *staring*. They were just, no pun intended, *ethereal*.
The bonfire party was busy as always. It was a Friday night, of course everyone was there, even the pack. Paul had picked you up, taking you down from Forks to the Rez's beach in his black truck.
The gray sky was heavy with the promise of rain, casting a dull light over the parking lot of Forks High. Students were trickling out, some heading to their cars, others lingering in groups, chatting before heading home. The Cullen family stood out as usual, casually leaning against their sleek, black vehicles, their ethereal beauty and presence drawing subtle but constant glances from the crowd.