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"This is absolutely delicious, Mrs. C!" Quill barely managed to pant out between bites of food. Most of the other shifters were far too busy with eating to say much of anything, though they did thank her for the food before they dug in. The Cullens were all watching in a mixture of amusement and/or disgust, depending on the Cullen. Orion was working his own way through a portion larger than he was used to, but less than a tenth of what each shifter was eating.

Esme giggled and smiled as the others nodded in agreement. It was nice to know that she hadn't lost her touch in the kitchen even though she wasn't able to eat human food anymore. "Thank you, boys."

Alice smiled and leaned into Jasper's side before stiffening with a gasp. Every head turned to take in her glazed eyes as a calm Jasper made sure to rub her back and was positioned to catch her when she slumped over a few minutes later. "Chief Swan's daughter is going to start Forks High on Monday."

Carlisle could hear the trepidation in Alice's voice. "What did you see? Surely her arrival won't be too difficult for any of us."

Alice grimaced as the fresh vision ran over and over in her mind. "She is Edward's Singer."

The shifters and Orion all slowed in their eating as each of the Cullens stiffened with Emmett murmuring something that Rosalie smacked him for. "What is a singer and why does it look like you are all expecting the world to end because one new chick is coming into town?" Paul leaned back in his seat and patted his belly, hanging on to just enough manners to keep from burping at the table. "Is a singer something bad?"

Carlisle looked to where Edward was grimacing and looking between Orion, Jacob and the door. He didn't have to be a mind reader to tell that Edward was running his odds of getting out of the door with Orion before Jacob could stop him, they weren't good. "A Singer is a human that possesses blood that a vampire is hard pressed to resist. Each vampire is likely to run into at least one Singer every hundred years or so. The pull to drink from them is so powerful that most vampires drain their Singers before they even realize that they have met them."

Jacob saw the way that Edward was sizing up the distance between Orion and the door and scooted a bit closer. 'Don't even think about it.' Edward immediately locked eyes with him before huffing and leaning back in his chair. "So, we need to either think of some way to keep Edward here away from Isabella Swan or he needs to leave." Jacob resisted the urge to smirk as Edward growled at him.

Orion moved what was left of his dinner around on his plate while he thought about the problem at hand. He remembered Remus going over vampires in his third year, it was only one of two years that they had had a good Defense professor after all. Vampires almost always drained their singers within moments of scenting them. There was no rhyme or reason that only certain people's blood called out to a certain vampire, but there were theories about it having something to do with a human's natural gift. A vampire that could track would find their singer in someone that had a natural gift related to hiding for example. It was only a theory though, since the Singer died before any study could be done. "Hiding her scent shouldn't be too hard, I'm sure that Papa has something that would block your sense of smell, or some way to keep her scent from reaching you."

"I don't think that he'll have too much trouble as long as he keeps close to Orion." Alice's eyes were still a little hazy, she was trying to see how best to deal with Ms. Swan. "Orion's smell will help Edward keep his control around Bella, but she could make things difficult."

"How could a human make things difficult?" Rosalie sneered at the very thought of having to move because of a human, she hated having to start high school all over again.

Alice sighed and pushed further with her gift, the closest thing a vampire could get to a headache was already starting to build behind her eyes. "She is going to be interested in Edward and far too curious for her own good."

Orion did not like the thought of some girl being interested in Edward and resolved to ask his Papa about what he could do to help Edward the moment that he got home. He wanted the Cullens to stay and that meant that Isabella Swan needed to stay away from Edward.

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Jacob groaned as he was brought out of a rather good dream about Orion by his father smacking him in the face with a pillow that he had thrown from the doorway. He opened one eye just enough to glare at the old man that was now smiling just as evilly as Jacob's sisters had when they had been around. "Not that I really wanted to disturb you when you were having such an interesting dream," que suggestive eyebrow wiggle and Jacob's full-face flush, "but Charlie's girl just moved in and there's a football game this afternoon. I want you to come with to keep her entertained while I enjoy a good game with Charlie."

Jacob groaned and heaved himself out of bed, ignoring the snickering old man, and trudged toward the bathroom. It figures that he was going to be the first one to have to deal with Edward's Singer. Hopefully there wasn't some weird shifter equivalent that he would have to deal with. He vaguely remembered Isabella from when he was small. She had always been very quiet and had a tendency to kind of blend in with the crowd, not that that would be possible as the second new kid in Forks. Orion still got stared at wherever he went.

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Bella sighed as Charlie finally left her alone for a while in her room. Coming to Forks had been her idea, but only because she wanted her mother to be able to move around with Paul and that wouldn't have been possible with her still going to high school. Her mother was a bit childish, but she deserved to have someone care for her the way that Paul did. Hopefully being without Bella for a while would also help her mother learn to take care of herself more.

Charlie had mentioned that a friend of his and his son were going to come down from the Reservation to watch a game of football later. She kind of remembered a skinny little Indian kid that would always come over when she was really small but that was about the extent of it. Most of her memories of her early childhood were fuzzy and after her mother had left Charlie she spent most of her time taking care of her mother. All she wanted to do was keep her head down and just get through high school in one piece, which shouldn't be hard in a tiny little nothing of a town like Forks.

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Jacob pulled the beat up old truck into the driveway of the Swan residence and hopped out to grab his father's wheelchair out of the back. He heard both Charlie and Isabella coming out of the house but didn't look up until his father was settled in his chair. Charlie looked the same as always, though he did seem a bit happy with his daughter staying with him. Isabella was a bigger version of the girl that he used to make mud pies with when he was little. Brown hair and eyes and extremely pale for someone that was supposed to have lived in Arizona for the majority of her life.

Bella looked toward the new arrivals and felt her eyebrows climb at what the skinny little Indian kid had turned into. He looked like he could snap someone in half with his pinkies and held himself straight and tall. The boy that she vaguely remembered was always shy and slouched a bit. She followed behind Charlie bemusedly and watched as Jacob settled his father into his wheelchair before looking up at them. He definitely filled out very well since the last time she had seen him.

"Hey there Billy, you ready for the game?" Charlie slapped Billy on the shoulder and dodged the follow up slap before grabbing the beer out of the back of the truck and making his way back toward the house with Billy following behind. "You kids have fun while we watch the game!"

Both teens watched the old men shoot into the house and Jacob snorted the moment that the door closed. "Ten bucks says that they'll both be so plastered by halftime that they won't even know who won." Bella just shrugged and looked uncomfortable, so Jacob sighed and held his hand out. "I don't know if you actually remember me or not, but the name is Jacob Black, Jake or Jacob is fine."

Bella tried to smile and shove down her natural shyness to shake Jacob's hand. "Yeah, the memories are fuzzy, but I remember seeing you before. I prefer Bella. Is there anything to do around here?"

Jacob shrugged and leaned against the side of the truck. "There's a diner in town, but it'll be packed this time of day. La Push beach on the reservation is a good place to hang out but it'd be too cold for an Arizona transplant to hang with." Jacob immediately noticed the disappointed look on Bella's face. "The only really interesting thing to do right now is hang around with Orion, but his father is a bit overprotective."

Bella vaguely remembered Charlie talking about a kid named Orion, but she hadn't really been paying that much attention to be honest. "Who's Orion?"

Jacob grinned and started walking, knowing that Bella would follow. "Orion is the other new kid of the Fork's metropolis. He moved down in the summer and went through a lot of crap right when he got here. It's his business, but it resulted in his father and best friend moving into a house that they had completely redone. He's got a huge entertainment system and a ton of movies."

It didn't take long to walk to Orion's house, Forks wasn't that big after all. Neither one of them really said all that much, it had been about a decade since they had really seen each other after all. Jacob was thinking about how angry Edward was going to be with him bringing Edward's Singer to see Orion, but that wasn't a bad thing as far as he was concerned. Bella was trying to think of something to say, but she was always the wallflower, the one that never stood out of the crowd. She had no idea what to say that wouldn't sound stupid or leave the conversation dead in the water.