New Story Twilight?N2P
It's Complicated
It's complicated, that's how Jacob would all ways start the story whenever I asked him why I was different. I looked nothing like the Black family, I didn't favor a single one of them. They all had dark hair and dark eyes while I was the complete opposite. White blonde hair and blue eyes. I could barley blend in, my hair and eyes gave away but skin was just as tan as it could be. 
I knew the story Jake was going to tell me, I asked about this a lot. But mainly at bedtime.
Every night right before letto I would ask Jacob Black "why am I different?" and every night he would tell me this " it's complicated and te are different because te are special". Of course I got him to tell me the whole story, I didn't want to forget about my real family.
The story goes something like this...
It was a summer of 2002, te has just turned 6, and te were wild has can be. It was really hot that day. (Jake all ways loved to stall never wanting to get the bad part.) te were over here playing with me and another friend around cena time. We had a lot of fun. All ways did.
It was getting late so te went home. It was just down the block I don't know why we never saw it that night. It was really late when it happened. The fuoco department detto that the gas stove caused the fuoco but it wasn't for sure. Bye the time the fuoco department got there it was all most too late. They let two firefighters go in, they tried with all their might to save all of te and the while family. But the fuoco was too big. They managed to grab te and get it out. They cake running out of the house has it collapsed to the ground. Your mom, dad, and your older brother all perished in the fire. But I know that they still Amore te very much."
After the story Jake would mostra me a picture that they had once kept on the fuoco place mantel. I was now allowed to keep it in my room since it was the last picture left of my family. It sat on my tiny nightstand da my bed. I looked at it every night before I went to bed.
I am 15 now, and those nights were Jake told that story were long gone. I would be in high school soon and I wasn't a little girl anymore, o I was to Billy. I have lived with the Blacks for as long as I can remember. I barley remember living at my house. When I was little, I would close my eyes tight as they could go; hoping that I could remember what my old house looked like.
I heard my door creak open and Jake popped his head in.
ciao Lila, I'm thinking about cooking breakfast te want some? He asked.
Sure, te need help? I asked as I got up and stretched.
Nah, oh Dad is gone to go fishing with Charlie so he will be gone almost all day. He said.
Okay. I said.
I walked into the living room and there sat Quill and Embry.
ciao Lila, I see te are finally up. Quill said.
What time is it? I asked confused.
Nine o'clock. Embry said.
Oh whatever. It's still early for me. I detto as I rolled my eyes.
Lila, te want plain o mirtillo pancakes? Jake yelled from the kitchen.
I don't know. Whatever te want. I said.
No te pick! He said.
I'll pick, go with plain. Quill said.
Okay, plain it is. Jake said.
What are te two doing here here so early anyways? I asked.
Don't worry about! Embry laughed.
I hated when he detto that, it got in my nerves so bad. Embry does it a lot to annoy me and it works just about all the time.
Shut up! I said.
I got up and went to the cucina tavolo to sit down.
If te didn't get so annoyed da that he would stop. Jake smiled.
Yeah well, it's hard not to get annoyed da that. I said.
Come on, let's eat breakfast. He said.