Ivory pov
The Cullens stood in front of me, wide-eyed and slack-jawed.
"Miss Denali, may we come in?" Dr. Cullen asked.
"I... um, let me just make a call." I faked a smile and slammed the door. I quickly dialed mom's cell and tapped my foot impatiently.
"Hi mija."
"The Cullens are at our doorstep. They asked to come in, can you come home?" I inquired, not knowing what to do.
"Stay there, we'll be home in two minutes." Mom replied. I paced quietly until I heard shouting.
"Why are you here Cullen?" Dad hissed.
"Calm down we just want to talk." Esmé's voice rang out.
"We really need your help." Alice begged.
"No, absolutely not." Aunt Kate growled.
"I say we should help them." I smirked. Everyone stared at me with wide eyes.
"Say what now?" Aunt Tanya questioned.
"Yeah, I mean think about it, you all used to be the best of friends, no reason we can't get along."
"Sure thing darling?" Jasper's statement came out as more of a question.
"Great! Now can you all leave me alone so I can continue sobbing over my creative writing assignments?" I grabbed the bag uncle Garrett held out for me and shuffled back inside. I locked myself in my room and opened a can of monster energy. "Ok kiddos, let's get crackalackin."
