Okay, Fine, Here He Is.

So I figured, for Annora's sake, I'd do a whole post on Zach.
Because besides Bella, none of us have ever had a werewolf friend.

SO.

This is Zach, in a picture I took at school the other day. He was pretending like he didn't like it, the little faker.



He's, obviously, part human, part wolf, which really bugs most of the family (I STILL DON'T UNDERSTAND. HE SAVED MY LIFE.), and he's a very human eighteen-years-old, so I don't actually get to see him a lot around school (only at lunch and gym).
If you haven't noticed, he's also not very Quiluette-looking.
That's because he's only one sixteenth wolf-boy gene'd.

Let's seeee... More about Zach...

Oh, he's very into sports, and plays back-up quarterback in football and is one of the most amazing players ever to play baseball for Forks High.
I, on the other hand, refuse to play sports and sure as anything don't play in the sun. Biiiig no-no.

When he was eight, Zach's parents left him to his aunt, an old Quilluette elder's widow. He "turned" three months ago, and actually doesn't mind vampires...
Like, we smell fine to him.
Which is a good thing, since I was kind of worrying that he would think I had bad BO or something.

Anyways, I'm only allowed a certain time slot on the laptop. It was Jasper's idea, but of course Edward instantly jumped on the bandwagon.

Famous Edwardian Last Words: "Lighten up, Clara. It's for your own good."

Ha, ha.

Double Whammy.

So the other night, Annora brought home Ryan.
That was a crazy family ordeal.
She couldn't even walk or stand any closer than two feet from him, which, though I'm worried he may be more than he seems, is still a little harsh.

Anyways, today was going completely smoothly, when b-a-double-m, the doorbell rang. And as totally not ominous as that may seem, it was who was at the door that got me both grounded from close proximity to the beaches and (in the process of still being) heavily lectured from Edward.

Picture this. No lie, this is how it played out.

*doorbell rings*
Emmett: Who the hell? I thought Bella was here.
Bella: ...She is.
Emmett: Tanya's coming down next week, so this can't be that clan of freaks...
*doorbell rings again; the whole family parades downstairs except Ryan (family?), Annora, and I.*
Jasper: Does anyone actually plan on *opening* the door?
*silence.*
Edward: ...And you didn't see who this was, Alice?
Alice: Nope! But don't go all paranoid or anything. It could be Angela, trying to find Bella.
Edward: I have a sneaking suspicion it isn't for Bella at all.
*Edward opens the door, I rip off my headphones from upstairs*
Me: OH, NO.
Edward: CLARA.
Zach: Was this a really bad time?

YES. YESYESYES. YES, IT WAS.

Urgh.
Suck.

Now Edward's in here, trying to get me to explain exactly why in the whole freaking world I chose a werewolf, while I'm still trying to yell back that he's NOT MY BOYFRIEND, and I AM NOT turning into a Bella/Jacob remake.

Jerk.

Emmett just laughed at Edward a lot after Zach left, five minutes after he got to the door. Carlisle explained that I was busy, and that I'd call him after I got done doing whatever I was doing, while Rosalie tried to find a subtle way to slam the door in his face.

Thank you spank you, all my glorious family.

Anyways, I've been thinking about visiting my brother again, and seeing his grandkids; my great nephew and neice. I know it would only suck for me, seeing as how he, thinking I'm dead, has a daughter AND a neice (it's been passed on) with my same name.

But still. It may be nice to just get away from it all for a while. In fact, I'll probably head down there on Wednesday, just so I don't have to see Tanya and the crew of whore-pires again. They freak me out the way they all band together over nothing, yet get in these retarded fights about anything.

Personally, I think that, though they're "family", we shouldn't know them. I hate them.

...Something tells me the leaves would look really nice up in Boston about now, too. All I need is one of those Volturri hoods...

-Clara.

I don't even know.

I don't even know what I'm thinking.
I can't take a werewolf home with me.
But he wants to really meet my family so they'll be okay with him.
And the treaty IS broken....

I don't know.
About ANYTHING, obviously.

So, okay, I probably should have started out this whole thing by telling you that I have a new best friend. He follows me everywhere, he laughs and hangs out all the time, and truthfully...
Well, he's my best friend.

I swear we're not in love, but he's totally adorable, and he's the most fun person around here since Annora disappeared.


I NEED fun. I CRAVE fun. He IS fun. Catch the drift?

Ugh.
CONFUSED.
I mean, I don't even know why he picked ME of all people to save, and now he's looking after me like a brother.
Fuh-reak-ieee, but way cool.

If you couldn't tell, I'm kind of having a spazmatic day. akjdhaksjdhasdsa.

ANNORA. COME. HOME. PLEASE.
WE MISS YOU.
I NEED YOU TO STRAIGHTEN MY BRAIN OUT.

Things are getting really, incredibly annoying over here. Everyone's paniking about the Volturri situation, Edward's gone watching over Bella 24/7, and the rest of the family is running around constantly at all hours of the day trying to figure out what the heck we're doing.

Luckily, Jasper's calmed me down quite a bit, and told me that everyone in the family except Ed and I (I've also been recuited on Bella watch...) are going to make the attmept tomorrow.
Hopefully, this will work. Really, really, really, really hopefully.

Anyways, I sit alone at school still. Nothing's changed.

Sorry this isn't long. Alice is waiting to use the computer to figure out where Annora is - She's had a vision of this cellar-prison thing.

PLEASE, WHOEVER YOU ARE CONTROLLING FATE, BRING HER HOME.

Maybe I was Wrong?

Because, uh, VAMPIRES ARE SUPPOSED TO BE THOSE IMMORTAL CREATURES THAT NOTHING CAN DESTROY.

...

Jane? Alec?
I will kill you both if Edward doesn't do it first.
The rest of you scum-sucking Voterra freaks?
Yeah. You, too.

Ugh. I better start from the beginning.

Thursday night I couldn't even move from the pain I was feeling. I couldn't tell from who, or what was going on, but Edward took me from our house to Bella's as some kind of invisible alibi. Bella, not really understanding that my pain wasn't physical, all mental, tried putting cool washcloths on my forehead and humming, but Edward, hah, "read my mind", and told her it really wasn't doing anything but that I wanted to thank her anyways.
Trust me, he omitted several explicit words I thought in-between, thankfully.

Bella fell asleep, and Edward kind of moved over towards me and just told me to close my eyes, and that "Yes, I know you can't sleep; just do it." So I did. He hummed and sang to me for hours on end. I tried to cry, but obviously have no body liquid to do it with. When the pain finally stopped, he sounded, if he could be ever, exhausted. "I love you, too." he finally said, responding to my thought, and went back beside Bella.

About four in the morning, Edward woke Bella up and motioned for me to come closer, from the pallet I'd "slept" on.
"They're here." he said grimly.

I was gone. Out the window and to the fated clearing where Edward had first let Bella see his skin in the light, and met up with the rest of the family, who didn't even glance at me as I came into the area. They were focused on the other side, where among the shadows, farther than the human eye can see, were the most horrific figures one can imagine.

The Volturri were here; the newborns that Emmett, Jasper, and Edward had been talking about were here, and there was a situation that needed them.
The only thing was that we were in the way, and they wanted Bella.
"Annora's gone, too." Edward whispered in my ear, already beside us. "Alice says she was gone last night, and didn't come back."

The main thought running through my mind: Oh. Dear. LORD.

The fight broke loose, but not before Edward had to go back to Bella. Jane was eyeing me even before Emmett roared war, so, of course, I kind of had a clue what was coming.

But Jane is weak, and all of her 'family' were fighting all of mine.
So she sat there and watched.

Mid-morning, they showed up. The werewolves were here, FINALLY. Edward had obviously told Jacob, who was with them, and he'd let everyone else know, who then took their precious, sweet time to show.

The dogs rounded out beside us, the one flanked on my side grimacing as he looked over at me. Stupid animals. I always liked dogs without the human-ness, but with it? It was irritating.

And so we ALL fought. Except, once again, Jane and I. I'd helped while I could, but the pain all around the area when someone got hit or kicked - I don't think so. Jane pitched in whenever one of her clan was losing. It was grotesque pain, but obviously I was only feeling it second-hand.

That went on deep into the afternoon. No one was losing, no one was winning. A couple of the wolves had been hurt slightly, but nothing life-threatening. Jacob was one of them - his ribs and an arm were broken, leaving him useless to the cause. I was pretty sure that caused Bella to panic, leaving Edward with a heartache, poor guy.

And then, as I stood in the grass, clutching my head, an extreme pain came over my whole body. Screaming furiously, I fell to my knees and put my forehead hit the ground. Agony and suffering ripped through every nerve in my body, making me feel like I was about to explode with the feeling.
I managed to look, through color-blinded eyes, up at the small figure in front of me, and truthfully, wasn't too surprised; Jane stood there, her lips pulled back in a smirk, shiny teeth bared. But there was something different... Something...

Alec grinned at me from behind his sister, his stance completely relaxed but fully ready to kill someone - something. ME, per say.

Jane looked up distractedly, and the pain dwindled, though I still couldn't move.
"Marcus! That idiot!" She hissed, turning to Alec. "Do me a favor and finish her off."

You don't know how menacing those words sounded, even from a high-pitched, child-like voice.

Alec kneeled down by me when Jane was well on her way.
"I don't think I need to use any of my, hm, abilities on you. You're still new at this whole game, and Jane has left you in a very feeble position." He chuckled, and brushed my cheek, making me wince in unadulterated pain and hate. "It is too bad, though. You're very pretty."

He backed off as I tried to stand. There was no way he was getting the upper hand just because I was on the ground. That MORON had taken my friend; my family.

"You're one hell of a wuss, aren't you Alec? Standing behind your little sister."

That's all it took. He snarled, I tried to move but couldn't, and that was it. The last thing I heard was something that sounded like a cat being stepped on before I blacked out. Of course, seeing as how I'm writing this, I didn't die. But that's only because of one thing:

A wolf saved me.

I woke up in a bed at Billy's, next to (get this) Jacob, having to pretend I was riding motor bikes with him. They'd broken my leg, fractured one of my ribs, and broken an arm, and left me reeling in pain.
For now, the treaty was broken. Who knew how long that would last.

Carlisle told me that Zachary Creullen, one of the Quilletes, had seen Alec going nutso on me and ended fending off attacks from him for my sake. A vampire.
Suffice to say, I was confused. But hey, that could've been the morphine. It gave everything a fuzzy edge.

Yesterday, anyways, I got to meet him. HUMAN him.
And though he smells like werewolf, he keeps looking at me all strange and asking me if I'm okay.
It was weird.
Hah, Jacob was getting nauseated, though, which was almost worth it.

Luckily, I'm allowed out of bed now, though I have to walk with crutches and a bandage around my ribs.

Once again, Alec and Jane, I WILL find I was to get over the whole pain thing -- Just wait. Both of you won't exist. SOON. Especially if Annora isn't back soon.

-Clara

Tigers, and Bears, and Werewolves, Oh My!

I don't see it: What's the big deal with the wolves?

I asked Emmett that, and he had a coughing fit. I really and truly just don't see why we hate them, besides the whole 'smell like werewolf' issue. Yeah, they stink, but so does Emmett sometimes - we still love him!

Edward's leaving me alone still. Ignoring me. Possibly still mad. Who knows. Tempermental turd.

So anywho. The wolf thing.
We all met by the dividing line of wolf and vampire territory (vampire sounds so extreme. Huh.), all of us wary and already fuming at just the thought of each other. I'll even admit I was, and I'd never even met them.
Ugh. Anyways.
We all got there, and it was a minute before Carlisle started talking, but I had to leave just because I was laughing so much.
They're literally DOGS. Big, hairy DOGS. And I've heard all these stories about Jacob, and there he was, sitting in front of Bella, who had Edward right beside her, sulking. A DOG. SULKING.
...It was funnier had you been there. Promise.
Edward translated back and forth for a while, and then obviously Jacob started thinking about Bella. Edward turned away disgustedly, and mumbled something about perverted little fantasies, which sent Bella blushing and Jacob growling. They left, and I thought that was it, but they came back - as humans.
The conversation was slow, for the most part, since Jacob and one of the bigger wolves who's name I caught close to the end, Sam, were doing most of the talking about who was crossing what lines, and what was going to happen in case of any attack.

So I drifted. I thought back to when I'd just turned sixteen, about how I'd almost gotten to have the infamous seventeenth birthday party I'd always wanted, about how those trees in the distance, next to the water, were actually kind of pretty...
"Who the hell is she?" I heard Jacob demand, and my attention snapped towards his beautiful hate-filled eyes. "Did you CHANGE someone?! Dear GOD."

Ugh.

All attention, except Annora's (she was forced to sit back in the trees - another "mind reader" wasn't approved around them; plus, she's the youngest and very rebellious, according to Edward) turned to me, and I could feel resentment towards Jacob building. Both his pain AND his attitude weren't helping.
"Her name's Clara, and no one in our family touched her, dog." Edward said (well... snarled) for my benefit. "And nor will your kind be going anywhere near her or Annora."

Sometimes I really love him.

After that, the meeting got pretty heated, everyone yelling things at once about protection and whatnot.
But I think we have it settled. Maybe.

School started today, which, for me, is always oh-so-much-fun. I'm a Senior, which I think is one year over Annora, meaning that we have NO classes together. What's weird is that I have Bella's old schedule - Exactly. They're not very original.

Edward picked me up from school with Alice, and they were laughing. When I asked what they were causing all the commotion for, all Edward said was "You're Rosalie's sister, all right. Mirror and light, that's all it is."

Okay. Whatever.

I think it's crazy, this whole school thing. Last time I went to school was right before I got changed... And, well, that doesn't really count. I had FRIENDS then. Now, I try to be ignored and feared. A beautiful blade. Or something like that.

Emo kids, by the way, make me laugh. GIRLS PANTS?! SERIOUSLY!

-Clara