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@swtzrlnd says ' who's house is this again? '

BRIGHT GREEN EYES SEARCH THE PACKED LIVING ROOM FOR A MOMENT ; skimming from one face to the next until he spots a brunette ponytail headed towards the kitchen . Tommy's found a perfect perch , sitting on top of a dresser the Holloway's keep by the front door , to watch the chaos unfold with a bottle of beer and a smoke . night's still young and the alcohol isn't quite kicking just yet , but knowing the collective bunch of idiots in the room , it'd only be a matter of time .

" Heather's . " he casually points his cigarette in the direction of the disappearing girl , before directing his attention to the girl next to him . her face may be somewhat familiar , even if he can't put a name to it . weird one , dressed mostly in black , hanging out with Munson and his gaggle of freaks , if he remembers correctly . he's paid enough attention to know Carver doesn't like her , but no more than that . anything losely attached to Hellfire automatically makes it on Jason's blacklist , carrying on a long tradition that Tommy had started . not that he cares much anymore , nowadays .

" you used to work at the mall , right ? before it burned down ? " Tommy takes a drag from the cigarette , head curiously tilted to the side .

Emmett genuinely enjoyed spending time with Bella. The little human was wildly entertaining to be around, and so it hadn’t taken much persuasion to get the massive vampire to agree to stay behind and keep an eye on her while the others went hunting. Just because Edward had ditched her for the time being, that didn’t mean the rest of the family had to. Especially given how accident-prone she was; someone had to be around to save her from herself before she broke something. Why shouldn’t it be him?

“Bella, look at the size of me,” the curly-haired teddy bear or a man laughed, abruptly drawn from his thoughts by her question. “They were gawking long before I turned. Becoming a vampire only made it worse,” he admitted with a shrug.

“Do I enjoy it? Not really. I know I’m pretty, but no one wants to feel like a zoo exhibit. Unless you’re into that sort of thing,” he joked with a wink. “No judgement here.”

Not for Bella, at least. She had been new and relatively confused. The rest of Forks’ student population had been around the Cullens for years and had no excuses for their poor behavior beyond jealousy. “They did the same thing to you before you arrived, you know? There was a lot of speculation about what Chief Swan’s daughter would be like.”

Gabriella glanced up from the book upon the library table, her doe eyes a little wide as if she'd been caught off guard initially though quickly relaxed. The girl's face wasn't one that Gabriella recognized around Forks, yet even that was enough for her to realize the girl was the newcomer nearly everyone at school had been talking about.

Gabriella smiled kindly, her expression full of sincere warmth. "Of course not. Take a seat, it's all yours." She replied, taking her school bag off the empty seat and placing it on the ground near her legs. "You just moved here to Forks, didn't you?" There was nothing invasive about her gentle tone: just an open friendliness. “I'm Gabriella."

LAUGHTER  ECHOES  LIKE  A  BARK  ,  deep  from  the  confines  of  barrel  chested  vampire  .  accompanied  by  a  smile  bright  enough  to  blind  !  all  perfect  pearly  white  teeth  and  dimples  ,  aimed  full  force  at  the  slip  of  a  girl  he'd  come  to  view  as  family  .  "  mixing  up  fiction  and  reality  ,  bells  ?  "  features  shift  ,  an  arm  coming  to  cross  in  front  of  boyish  features  ,  mimicing  the  dramatic  cape  waving  mysteriousness  of  a  novel  vampire  .  arm  shields  bright  smile  ,  leaving  unnatural  golden  gaze  peering  over  rippling  muscle  .

ᝰ🚬 𝚉𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙿 .ᐟ RANDOM ALL-OUT PARTY PROMPTS. CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT.

regina's laugh spilled out thick and indulgent , velvet-drenched and yet there was a touch of recklessness , THREADING itself through the pulse of the music . the bourbon went down like the worlds GREATEST PERFORMANCE , a deliberate choice , a double shot swallowed at once with theatrical defiance . she wore humanity like a costume tonight , blue contacts to hide the red , causing her eyes to shine purple in some lights , a surprise to the humans around her . she knew they all believed the liquor could touch her like it would them , soften her edges and blur the danger that laid beneath the surface . the truth however , less than charming . it sat cold and useless inside her , an inconvenience she would pay for later , another secret to be swept under the rug under the unblinking eyes and expectations of the volturi on her . discipline first , watch the cullens . . . report back .