Vampires and werewolves are the norm in Forks, except nobody knows.
Aubree Jacobs doesn't know what she's in for when she moves to the town, and experiences the Quiluete tribe in their full glory. She may just find her mate, too.
Set a few years aft...
I refuse to speak to Bailey right now; Cooper, yes, but Bailey gets the cold shoulder. Coop keeps begging me to forgive him because he's genuinely sorry, he knows what I want through and he just got annoyed at dad. Fair, I get annoyed at dad, but I don't use someone's past to hurt them and be spiteful. That crossed a line.
I watch out the kitchen window as Cooper annoys Bae on the trampoline, smirking at the fact he isn't allowed to jump. It's only been 2 days but he's annoyed already - karma's a bitch, you heartless dick.
The doorbell rings and I quickly dry my hands off, opening the door. I gasp. "Uncle Rick!" I hug him tightly.
He laughs and wraps his strong arms around me. "Hi sweetheart. Bought something for you."
I look over his shoulder and see Maddie Mazda on his trailer behind his truck, her beautiful blue paint shiny as usual. "You bought her!"
"I promised I would. I don't know why you won't let your dad buy you a new car, though kid." He laughs. "The ass has enough money."
Although Rick isn't our real uncle, he is my dad's best friend since high school. Ricky is a truck driver so he isn't around often, but we've grown up loving him as one of our own. Cheesy, right?
I giggle and hug him again. "You know I wouldn't want to let my pops down. He gave my nana that and she left it to me."
"It doesn't even run." He rolls his eyes as I walk over to make sure there's no scratches.
"It will - have faith." I giggle.
"Where's poop and crap bag?"
I snigger at the nicknames. Cooper is poop because that's what Ricky's son used to call him when he was a toddler, while Bailey is crap bag because he used to always get in trouble for saying 'crap' whenever Ricky accidentally said it.
"Out back, Coops trampolining while Bailey's stuck watching - broke his arm a couple days ago."
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Rick rolls his eyes and heads inside to find them while I stay with Maddie. She's a Mazda 808 Couple in royal blue, made in 1972. Pops got it just after dad was born so it's the same age as him practically. The blue paint was my addition, to spice her up.
I hear a whistle from across the street and I look over, noticing a tanned man with short hair and a tattoo on his arm, the same tattoo a lot of the Quiluete kids seem to have. "Beauty isn't she?" I smirk.
Charlie pushes a man in a wheelchair over as the kid walks over. "This the car?" I nod and he looks at the boy. "Jacob, this is Brady's daughter Aubree. Aub, this is the kid I mentioned, the one who can fix the car."
