#jpswan

[cantantedesangre]

closed starter for @jpswan​

bella felt absolutely nothing as the police cruiser pulled up in front of charlie’s house -- her house now, too. she hadn’t bothered to feel the dread, as far as she was concerned, dreading the event before it happened was just as bad as going through it twice. no, she was certain she would feel the dread later -- on the morning of her first day at forks high school, perhaps. she couldn’t even muster up any feeling at the prospect of seeing her twin again -- wasn’t paxton supposed to be her other half? and yet, here they were, practical strangers how happened to share a last name, some dna, and now -- a house.

bella was anticipating this being a rough evening -- a rough week wouldn’t be pushing it, either. she couldn’t even remember the last time she had talked to paxton -- either the last holiday or their birthday, and those conversations were awkward and painful at best. they had grown up so far apart, and so differently, they had never managed to hit it off. it certainly didn’t help that bella and renee had more-or-less decided on their own to stop bella’s yearly summer visits to forks -- and neither of them stopped to think how it would make charlie or paxton feel.

as quiet and awkward as the car ride from the airport had been with charlie, bella could only imagine how her evening would go over with paxton. bella silently chewed on her bottom lip, her one hand clutching a small cactus -- a momento to remind her of home -- as she climbed out of charlie’s cruiser. silently, her gaze lifted up to the windows on the second floor, a sharp intake of breath the only sound to be heard, before she grabbed her stuff out of the trunk -- or what charlie would let her carry -- and she stalked up and into the house.

after she deposited her things into her new room, and indulging herself in a few moments of self pity and self resignation, bella let her legs lead her down the hall, stopping wearily outside the door of her twin sister’s room. her hands were tightly mashed together, her fingers dangerously twisting and turning with forced intensity as she forced herself to speak, the words fumbling out into existence. “hey... guess we’re finally stuck with other again, huh?”

[hisangelrosalie]

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silently, the blonde raised an eyebrow in question as she listened to the human’s words. she could tell the few words spoken were only PARTIAL truth - much had been omitted, that much was obvious to her. her honey golden eyes stayed trained on paxton’s gunmetal orbs, unblinking. in truth, she wasn’t sure WHY she had reached out to the human, but she had felt a distinct PULL towards paxton from the moment she had first laid eyes on the girl. it had been a challenge to keep that feeling HIDDEN from her family - otherwise they would never let up on it, especially edward.

❛ nothing important, hmm? ❜ the blonde echoed the last words spoken, intrigue and DISBELIEF toned her words. she wasn’t sure if paxton was trying to blow her off, or simply didn’t want to TALK about it. the latter was most likely the case, rosalie decided. after all, it was a RARE occurrence for the blonde to speak up to the human - the duo had remained largely SILENT with one another, apart from the few written notes passed in books - she could count on her hands how many times words had passed through their lips.

❛ if it’s bothering you enough to effect your entire personality for the day, then i doubt it’s NOTHING important. ❜ a pause - her golden eyes dance across paxton’s face, taking in the betrayals of human emotion that was hard to control in one’s face. there were faint lines etched across paxton’s face - fabric lines, telling rosalie that the human had spent the day with her head down. she thought she could see signs of stress, agitation, and sadness in the depths of her face as well.

golden eyes flitted towards the table for a brief second, before finding paxton’s gunmetal orbs once more. ❛ can i sit? ❜

[psychicdoll]

◝ *.: ｡ @jpswan​​ . ✦

it was yet another high school , another day spent pretending to be something she wasn’t .  a sacrifice to be made for their way of life , a life of permanence , of living as a family .  permanence .  it almost made alice feel normal , being surrounded by others close to her physical age —- living the life she should have been granted in her human years , but was harshly taken away from her .  more humans to remember for brief periods of time , always sure to never leave too deep of an impression on , so they would be quickly forgotten when they once again moved on —- moved on to start over again .  this was not the family’s first time in forks , but it was alice and jasper’s first time —- having joined the cullen family after their last time in the small , rainy city .  it was a favorite of theirs , especially carlisle , despite the small tribe near the coast , a treaty holding them away .

it was with small , quiet movements designed to make humans see as little of her as possible , that she followed ms . fox to her assigned seat in her new english class .  it wasn’t hard , to pretend to be nervous about this new school —- this new move .  it was a deceiving game they were all used to , a game they played well —- something that became a source of entertainment for the family with each passing city .  always being a portion of their true selves , yet always playing a part , always being someone new .  this time , alice was pulling her inspiration from meg march , one of her favorite characters from her classic book collection .  it was with her natural grace that alice slid into the seat assigned to her , towards the back of the class , and looked at the humans surrounding her .  only gave off kind vibes —- the rest oozing of teenage angst and self - righteousness .

she glanced towards the one serving the right vibes for her , and graced her with a smile .  odd , she had a sudden vision , very hazy and out of focus —- still uncertain of the future —- of the girl .  it was very rare for her to have visions of humans , or anyone outside of her family unit —- except the denali coven , who were also a part of her chosen family .  barely a flicker of curiosity passed across her face , so fast did it happen .  she would have to keep her mind open to this one .  ❝  hi , i’m alice .  ❞

[roshale]

      𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑  𝐈𝐍   forks  was  nothing  ,  compared  to  other  places  that  rosalie  had  been  in  the  eighteen  years  of  her  life  .  for  one  ,  snow  was  much  more  of  a  rarity  --  something  that  wasn’t  always  true  .  fond  childhood  memories  always  sit  in  the  back  of  her  mind  ,  of  having  to  trudge  through  thick  snowbanks  that  seemed  forever  frozen  ,  never  able  to  melt  .  at  least  here  it  was  almost  exciting  when  there  was  snowfall  .  still  ,  she  would  have  to  grow  used  to  the  wonder  on  her  classmate’s  faces  when  there  was  the  smallest  bit  of  snow  (  amounts  that  made  her  turn  her  nose  in  superiority  )  .      though  it  was  a  tame  season  ,  by  all  means  ,  rosalie  payed  special  attention  to  her  car  .  any  sort  of  bad  weather  gave  her  an  excuse  to  escape  to  the  garage  and  tune  things  that  didn’t  need  as  much  work  as  she  offered  ;  it  was  her  hobby  ,  and  she  was  lucky  enough  to  have  carlisle  and  esme  to  support  her  in  it  --  though  it  had  originally  been  a  sort  of  bribe  out  of  them  .      after  securing  her  parking  spot  ,  one  that  she  was  lucky  enough  to  snag  every  day  ,  she  pulls  the  keys  from  the  ignition  .  grabbing  her  backpack  from  the  passenger  seat  ,  rosalie  swings  it  over  her  shoulder  and  is  seconds  from  leaving  the  parking  lot  when  she  sees  an  all - too - familiar  jeep  ,  accompanied  with  its  driver  .      a  smug  smile  on  her  lips  ,  she  practically  waltzes  over  to  the  struggling  driver  across  the  lot  --  one  who  just  so  happened  to  also  be  her  girlfriend  .  the  jeep  had  seen  better  days  ,  to  begin  with  ,  and  rose  usually  was  good  at  keeping  her  mouth  shut  .  but  today  ,  even  someone without  a  clue  as  to  how  motor  vehicles  worked  would  be  able  to  tell  something  was  wrong  with  it  .       ❛  paxton  ,  ❜  she  says  ,  not  having  announced  her  arrival  to  the  scene  ,  tapping  the  other  girl’s  shoulder  with  perhaps  a  bit  too  much  energy  .  ❛  having  car  trouble  ?  ❜

@jpswan​  plotted  for  a  starter  !