Flowing Streams

Chapter one:Ness POV:Goodbye Summer

"So, any jitters about starting school?" Auntie Alice asked, peering at me from atop her ipad. Uncle Jasper could never stop grumbling about how Alice was practically married to that thing. Something about having me made the Cullens become more modern and extra careful about blending in as I grew up, and so Alice found her love of Pinterest and fashion websites.

I shrugged. "I mean, I've spent most of my school life in Elementary school, I just got out of Middle school. . .High school just seems like another thing." I've always been well aware of the fact that my mental and physical aging and maturing was weird. (Mom preferred the words sped up, special and built differently so I wouldn't feel bad about it.) I flinched as I recalled all of the taunting and teasing I had for the last two years.

Mkaylah (yes, her parents actually spell it like that) and Freddie in particular had fun pointing out every flaw I had. My skin was too pale, I didn't eat enough, I ate too much, I was the only one wearing actual bras, I was the only one who still preferred pads over tampons, my ringlets looked like plastic, my hair color was too bronze, my hair color was too dull that day, my eyes were boring, my facial features looked like a barbies, it went on and on and on and on and on.

Thankfully, tomorrow we will be moving away from the second home I've lived in. As soon as the threat was behind us, Mom and Dad decided we would leave the messy loose ends Forks gave us, and so we moved away from Washington state to here, a town called Malta in Illinois. Tomorrow we were moving to Canada, more precisely (made up town, sorry lol) Tattinberg, a town with precisely 3,000 residents.

"Well I'm sure you're going to be great." Auntie Alice assured me, "Do you think this would be cute?" She showed me a pattern for a light,airy blouse that-if sized correctly-would show a little stomach.

"For me or for you?" I chuckled, imagining Dad's reaction to me wearing anything that strayed from the comfy, conservative lines I preferred.

"Me." auntie Alice giggled, knowing why I reacted the way I did. "Edward would not like his five year old wearing something like this." I laughed along with her, though for the five years I've been alive I have as many memories as any sixteen year old-and I can remember them all.

Speaking of the parents, Mom dashed through the house and kissed my forehead, plopping down next to me. "Thank you for coming to help us." Mom thanked auntie Alice (I call her "auntie" because it fits Alice better than the formal "aunt" which I call aunt Rosalie.) "I forgot how simple yet flustering moving is." Mom continued.

"No problem." Auntie Alice chimed, "Jasper was getting tired of Colorado, anyway." Jasper and Alice live in Colorado, in a small country town, and travel often, taking a long term honeymoon. "We may move again ourselves-go see what Canada has to offer."

"It's supposed to be beautiful." Mom said thoughtfully, "Too cloudy for my taste, but. . ."

"We can go visit Toronto." I reminded her, "Go on a sunny day to some private beach I'm sure Dad will fight tooth and nail to acquire." Mom chuckled silently, her smile becoming more genuine as she slung an arm around my shoulders and gently crushed me against her side.

"I suppose I should go see my husband, shouldn't I? See what Emmett is forcing the men of the family into?" Auntie Alice mused, getting up and smiling coyly. Mom rolled her eyes.

"What's uncle Emmett up to?" I asked curiously.

"None of your business." Mom snorted, "But nice try."

"Mom, I've already been ruined by uncle Em." I pointed out.

"Hush, you're Dad may be in proximity to accidentally read your mind and I don't want to deal with angstward today. I already have to tackle the monster of a kitchen we have." Mom groaned, "How in the hell do we have so many pots and pans?"

"Top Chef." I smirked, "And you putting a dollar limit on gifts for christmas."

Mom huffed and nodded once, kissing my temple before floating back into the house. I said goodbye to auntie Alice, following Mom into the kitchen and sitting at one of the barstools at the kitchen island. "Have you said goodbye to your friends?" Mom asked, flitting around the kitchen and placing kitchenware into boxes and plastic tubs.

"Uh-huh." I grumbled, remembering how wide their grins were when I told them. "Everythings tied up in a neat little bow."

"You can talk to me, you know." Mom gently reminded me.

I nodded once, excusing myself and heading up into my room, grabbing my ipod and playing my favorites mix. I heard Dad's entrance-which was just a soft squeal from Mom as he lifted her off the ground from behind and kissed her temple while she was distracted, catching her off guard-but didn't have a good enough mood to say hi to him.

Edward

I set Bella down, kissing her neck and taking the last pan out of her hands, placing it haphazardly into a box. "How did it go?" Bella asked, kissing my cheek and gently pushing me away as a reminder.

"Ugh, Emmett dragged us throughout the city, acting like a fucking tourist." I groaned.

"Oooh, he must have ticked you off good considering you swore." Bella giggled, opening a drawer and grabbing the last of the tupperware. "You got the moving truck, right?" Bella checked, getting out tape to close the boxes.

"Yes, dear." I sighed theatrically, giving her the crooked smile she adored. "How's Ness?"

"She's ok." Bella mumbled, "You know how her 'friends' are. I think she's just miffed at how. . .ok with it they were."

I hummed, instinctively walking over to the stairs, but Bella placed a hand on my chest to stop me. "She'll talk to us when she's ready." Bella assured me in a soft whisper.

"I hate that people have been teasing her and making fun of her." I grumbled. Bella shrugged a shoulder, a small smile on her face, and I realized that Bella had once mentioned her years of dealing with the same thing. For once, her thoughts were loud and clear: Kids will be kids and we just need to find ways to deal.

Soooooooo have I changed your mind, Ari? I PROMISE I will update Forced Rings now my poor fanfic child. I hope you enjoyed, please comment and have a nice day/night!!!

-Cloudy