"There's nothing like a mad woman... what a shame she went mad." 

-Taylor Swift, folklore

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Clara likes Emmett... 

 *Dramatic sigh of disappointment*

Don't get me wrong, I love Emmett, he just may not be the... best, roll model. I know, I know, Clara is technically older than both of us, but she has one hundred percent never met anyone like Emmett before in her entire lifetime. They are in the corner now, Emmett showing the poor girl all of the ways hee scares me in everyday life. The younger girl giggles whenever my friend recounts the story of the time that I almost caught my hair on fire with a apple scented candle. I groaned, burying my face in my hair. 

 "You look like a tired mother." 

 I looked up, my body involuntarily jumping when I saw the bright red eyes of the man in front of me. He grinned, his shoulder-length, dirty blond hair tilting with his head. "Hello, Mrs. Hale, I'm Garrett." 

 "Huh?" Was the first thing that came from my mouth at the odd man in front of me. I cleared my throat, anxiously running my pale hand through my hair, coughing once and laughing nervously. "I mean, um, hi! I'm Courtney." 

 Garrett laughed, his eyes making him look a little more creepy than a good-natured man though. "Of course, I've heard all of the stories about you." 

 I cocked an eyebrow, "from who?" 

 "Emmett." 

 "Ugh," I rolled my eyes, knowing that the best thing Emmett would have said about me, would be something super sarcastic... or embarrassing. 

 Or both. 

 I realized I was being rude, and did my best to re-plaster a grin on my lips. "It's nice to meet you, Garrett." 

 "It's nice to meet you as well, Courtney." 

 "Court! Watch this." 

 I muttered an 'excuse me', to Garrett, and slowly began walking over to where Em has beckoned me. My dark-haired friend grinned at me, his features deceivingly normal. I raised my eyebow at Emmett, preparing myself for whatever he was preparing to scare me with. "I have some perfect ideas for what you can do next with your hair." 

 "My hair?" I repeated, subconsciously reaching my hand up to rake it through the annoyingly-soft mound of burnette waves on my head. I was surprised that my hair actually began to grow after I turned. I thought it was going to be one of those things that just... stops growing. Like the rest of me. 

 It's weird, not knowing if you are immortal or not. Carlisle is continueing to do blood tests and monitoring my heart rate and all of that jazz. He told me that it doesn't beat as fast as it used too, half as slow, but I am still a little concerned. I feel like I am now completely dedicated to the thought of my new life now. I said goodbye to Jessica, and Charlie, and I am planning on sending my mom a long-ass email. Maybe even Phil. I'll send him a slideshow that is just a mixtape of all of my best baseball moments, just to give him one last curt "bitch" before he never see's me again. 

 But I also might age. I might die eventually... and I'll admit, what I was completely confortable with before, scares me a little. 

 Carlisle says that he's not sure. He says that he thinks as my body adapts to the venom, it will sowly mix with the remaining blood, and my heart will stop. Like a regular vampire. It's funny, that a doctor telling me that my heart might eventually stop makes me relived. 

 But maybe not. The twenty percent human blood might be just enough to keep me aging... even if it is slowly. 

 But now is not the time to dwell on that. Because now, I have a one hundred year old child to watch.  

 Oh, and Emmett, which may or may not be the same thing. 

 "Okay so here's what I'm thinking," he began, twisting his neck around like he was preparing himself to give me a job interview. "Grow it out until it is super long, and then get one of those small curling irons, so you can have really small curls, but they still look long because your hair is so long... and then dye it purple."

 "Impressive, Em." I drawled sarcastically. "All I need now is to grow wings and fly off to wonderland." 

 "Your sarcasm is not appreciated." My friend shot back, his eyes glittering in amusement. "Some day, you'll appreciate all I do for your beautiful appearance." He gasped like he just had the best idea in the world. "Oh my gosh- we should be twins!" 

 "Twins?" I blanched, honesty not sure where Emmett was going with this conversation. I wasn't sure he was mature enough to keep an eye on Clara, and I guess I was right. I didn't say any of that, I just stuck my tongue out and pulled a face, my eyes looking around. "Hey, where's Clara? Emily, I swear to God if you already lost the child-" 

 "Is she not older than both of us?" 

I waved him off. "Mentally. Although I think that mentally we are both like, two." 

 Before Emmett could respond, there was a sharp ticklie in my side, followed by a loud and exuberant "boo!" that made me yelp and jump a million feet in the air. A startled yell left my lips as I bent my knees and jerked my entire body away, near a laughing Emmett, who was pointing in my direction with his huge finger. 

 Clara matrilized in front of me, doubled over from the force of her laughter. Her dark hair had been braided since we had gotten here, and her dark eyes looked so similar to Emmett's when he scares me that it almost scared me more. 

 I growled, turning around and repeatedly smacking the male's hard arm over and over again. I spotted Jasper walk into the room, probably hearing my yell, but he just rolled his eyes, a small smirk tugging on his lips when he saw me abusing his brother.  

 "Ow!" Emmett tried to run away, and I managed to lash out and hit him one last time before he danced from my grip. "Abuse! I do not appreciate your attitude, missus Hale!" 

 "I can't believe you corrupted her already!" I shot back, glaring at Emmett so intensely that he anxiously ran a hand through his hair. "She was nice to me in Germany!" 

 "Prehaps in Germany I was holding back my true self." The younger girl shot back, giving me a rather sassy look that I have dished out multiple times before. I rolled my eyes. 

 "I sure as hell was holding back my true self in Germany, prepare to be amazed at how mean I am."

 Clara pulled a face, and I returned the expression. We stared at each other for a few seconds, before simutaneously bursting into laughter. It really was funny, how similar this girl and I were. Clara reached over to poke my arm. "Don't expect to be called "Mrs. Hale" all day, Courtney." 

 "At least I'm married!" I shot back, making Emmett snicker as I spun on my heel and stalked toward Jasper, making a point to press my lips on his. 

My husband chuckled, the sound resonating in his chest as he traced his finger over my jaw, smiling to himself. "It seems like Clara and Emmett are getting along." 

 "Dear Lord, he's such a wine aunt." 

 Jasper laughed, and I grinned as well, snaking my arms around his middle and resting my head on his chest. We stood there for a second, all of the vampire's milling around us like the worlds weirdest family reunion. I inhaled his scent deeply, cinnamon. One of the only things that hasn't changed. 

 If, or when, my heart finally stops, at least I know that I will always have Jasper Hale. 

A/N: THIS TOOK FOREVER TO GET OUT I'M SORRY! I have been having NO inspriation until today in the middle of school, so I wrote this during class for you guys! 

  I have a few announcements: 

 1.  MY PETER PARKER STORY IS OUT!!!! It already has over 50 votes, which I am beyond grateful for, but there has been a few people who only voted on two or three chapters. So just a quick reminder to please, please, please vote on the chapters! Voting is super important to me, especially in a book as new and different as Rebel! 

2. I am back in school, physically, so I am sorry if I don't update my stories as often! I know I haven't updated The Wild in a while, but I do have a chapter that I am almost done with, so expect an update soon! I have been updating my Peter Parker story a lot quicker, because I am so in to writing it right now, because I just fell in love with the characters! Work has been piling up really quickly for me... seriously, I have already written two essays, and have just been assigned another one... it's week two... 

3. There will be longer, and better written chapters in the future, since I am excited about Clara! 

4. I legit do not remember what happens after all of the vamps gather in the Cullen's house... like don't some other dudes come or something? I don't freaking know, so if anyone could give me a simplified version of what happens after this, that would be appreciated!

 Thank you all so much for reading, and please keep voting and commenting! I said it already, but I really wanted to say it again: Please go read and vote on my Peter Parker story! I worked really hard to make my character and her backstory, and I have never written an MCU story before, so feedback really is everything for me! 

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