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Hello, everyone! This is my second fic, and, yeah, I hope you'll enjoy it.
Introduction
I remembered smoothing the wrinkles on the silky fabric of my black dress. Bella's funeral was just unbearable. She passed away after giving birth to Renesmee. Alice and I sobbed in each other's arms when she had to be buried. Emmett was nowhere to be found. And of course. He and I had divorced last summer. On the warm spring day of Bella's gloomy funeral, I had no husband to hold me in his strong arms. I felt so lonely without him. I had momentarily wished that I hadn't loved him like that.
I didn't dare look at Bella's during the funeral, but before she was buried, I took one last glance at her face. She looked so peaceful. Her lips were in a serene smile, and her dark hair had never framed her dear face so beautifully. I regretted not having loved her dearly enough as a sister. Soft sunlight shone on her.
Chapter 1- Renesmee's First Day of School
"Blondie! We're awake and Nessie's getting hungry! And so am I,"
I snapped out of my daydream. It'd been years since Bella's funeral, and now I was living in a small stucco house in New York with Jacob and Renesmee. Edward had ordered us to do so, though I didn't know why. "I'm coming!" I dropped the red dress I'd been holding on the dresser.
Running down the spiral staircase, I clutched a notebook and a pen. I gave Nessie a bowl of her favorite vanilla ice cream. "Morning. It's a special day today, remember?" I said softly to her. She nodded. I flipped to a page in the notebook and wrote the date in my curly copperplate. July 6. I used the notebook once a week to write down important details or changes -if there were any- on Nessie, in case a human-mother-vampire-father problem happened.
Nothing particularly different that day; she'd grown about an inch taller from last week, but that was it. Her heart was beating steadily beneath her flannel pajamas, and she was breathing normally. "C'mon, Nessie, we don't wanna be late!" Jacob called. I led her up the stairs with a sigh. I wasn't sure if it was a happy or an exhausted one.
We performed our hygiene routine and I helped her button up her long-sleeved shirt after putting on the red dress. "It's your first day of school. Just relax and have fun, okay? I packed a peanut butter and jam sandwich for your lunch,"
I took her small pink handbag and entered Jacob's car, letting her sit on my lap. I tried to tie up her curly hair with the ribbons and hairpins I had brought, but Jacob's driving made it an impossible task to do.
"Look, Mutt, if you want Nessie to look nice for her first day to school, drive slower." I growled, brushing her hair. "Can't. Either she looks nice or she's on time. But not both." I rolled my eyes and fumbled with the pins holding my hair up in a neat bun. They were practically sticking to my scalp.
Without warning, he swerved the car to the left, causing them to scatter. I picked the remaining ones off and stuffed them into my purse. My wavy blonde hair tumbled down my shoulders in a cascade and I ran my fingers through it, trying to comb out the tangles. He looked at me and snickered. "Having a little trouble?"
"Shut up. You always mess things up."
"Oh, I'm sorry, Your Highness, Sleepless Beauty, I didn't mean to insult you."
"Of course not, my royal palace dog."
We kept saying dog jokes and blonde jokes until we arrived at Nessie's school. It was a fresh white with a pale green trim. An elegant gate stood in front of us. She whimpered softly and clung onto me. "Shh, it's okay. On your first days of school, I'm sure they'll let you bring someone with you into the classroom." I assured her. She relaxed and as we walked into the building, I managed to tie a big ribbon on the back of her head. It was her favorite one, printed with roses. Ha, I thought, who said she can't go to school on time and look nice?
When we finally found her classroom after circling the school once, a plump teacher greeted us warmly. I noticed that she had a few wisps of graying hair. "Hello," she smiled. "Welcome to School. What's your name, little girl?" She turned to Renesmee. She hesitated before shyly saying, "Renesmee." I had to admit that it was a rather unusual name, so I wasn't surprised when she leaned down, pretending she hadn't heard it. "I'm sorry, but my ears aren't what they used to be. What did you say?"
I came to my niece's rescue and answered for her. "Her name is Renesmee Carlie Cullen . Pronounced Ruh-nez-may." She nodded, interested. "Ah, I see. A pretty name for a pretty girl. Call me Mrs. Harmon. And you are her parents?" I grimaced slightly. "No, I'm her aunt, and he's a… Close family friend," She nodded again. "Well then, you both are welcome to stay inside the classroom with Renesmee,"
"Nah, it's cool. I can just hang around here," Jacob said. I elbowed him lightly. "Just go and park your damn car somewhere, then get your ass back here so we can go with Nessie," I hissed, satisfied that he was slightly wincing in pain. I turned back to the teacher. "We'll be inside the classroom in a while, Mrs. Harmon. You can go with Mrs. Harmon, sweetie. Jacob and I will come in later."
As soon as she was inside, Mrs. Harmon whispered to me, "You can just call me Ida." She gave me a small wink. "Sure. Take care of Renesmee for a while. I know she's a bit shy,"
"Hey, Blondie! Are you coming or what?" I heard Jacob yell. "I'll see you later." I walked quickly, not wanting to trip in my high heels. "She's been really nice, except for when she said we were her parents," I shuddered. "Yeah, gross. And why'd you have to blush at that?"
"I did not." He gave me a playful smirk. "Just kidding. You didn't, but now you are." I raised an eyebrow, and when he wasn't looking, I pulled out my small folding mirror and checked. There was no trace of pink or red on my pale cheeks. That's when it hit me: I was a vampire. My heart didn't pump blood, so how was I supposed to blush? "Liar!" He was already shutting the car door. In a matter of seconds, had already parked it next to a silvery grey car.
But he'd heard what I said. "So you checked," he said, obviously pleased with himself. I ignored him and didn't say anything. In fact, we walked to the classroom in complete silence. When we got there, I noticed a girl with long ombre hair was looking at Nessie. I whispered to her, "Why don't you talk to her? You can make a friend, and she seems nice," Looking down on the polished floor, she slowly shook her head.
I stole a glance at the girl, who was still looking. She grinned at me. I smiled back and walked towards her. She started talking right away. "Hi, my name's Lizzie Cadence. You can call me Liz. What's your name? Your hair really looks like the waterfall I visited last month.
"I'm not sure if you can visit a waterfall since it's not a living thing, although there's a lot of life around it, like the plants and stuff, not only the people. I think it's called Niagara Falls. You're really pretty." She said innocently, her eyes sparkling.
"Why, thank you! I like your ombre hair and pretty blue eyes. I'm Rosalie. Do you have any friends here?" I asked her. She looked around, probably searching for familiar faces, then smiled sadly and shook her head.
"No. But that's what I was expecting anyway. I just moved to New York from this old shore town in New Jersey. But I'm sure I'll make new friends. Because of the 'New' in both New York and New Jersey, I think that I'll like it here just as much as I liked New Jersey. I bet that word makes them both similar to each other somehow."
She spoke firmly, not doubting a word she had said. I think Lizzie will make the perfect friend for Nessie. I like her.
She eyed the hat I was holding in my hands. She stroked the satin gently, admiring the roses embroidered on the ribbon. I'd seen a stylish black hat in the magazine I had been reading and decided to make one just like it. And now this lively little girl was interested in it. "Wow," I heard her mutter. I laughed lightly and said, "Want me to make you one like this? I've got plenty of fabric. I could make yours in soft grays and bright blues, to match your eyes."
"Really?" Her voice trembled with excitement. "Since you have no friends yet, how about making that girl your first new friend?" I nodded at Nessie, who was sitting by herself, surrounded with toys, while several kids around her were playing with stuffed animals, dolls and windup cars. "Okay!" Not wasting a minute, she sat beside Renesmee. "Hey there, my name's Lizzie. What's yours?" She mumbled something, and Lizzie said, "Ooh… I really like your name,"
I stood up and decided to sit beside Ida on the bench. "I see you've taken a liking to Lizzie. She's very chatty and lively, isn't she?"
"I have. And yes, she sure is. I've never seen a child so confident, to be honest. Confident and chatty. She's incredibly unique somehow. She won't only be my niece's friend, she's going to be mine, too,"
"Of course she will. She lives with her aunt and uncle,"
"Oh. She told you that?"
"No. I'm her grandmother," I was rather taken aback by this. She continued, "I've been a teacher in this school for a long time, but her aunt has gotten a job offer here in New York, so they had to move. But I don't really think she's bothered by that fact." I looked at the two little girls who had previously been awkwardly chatting to each other. They were now playing with two cloth dolls and plastic teacups.
I was relieved and happy to see Renesmee having fun with a new friend. "Wait, you don't have some introduction thing for these kids?" I asked Ida. "No, I prefer letting them to get to know each other themselves," I happily watched as they moved to a small, dinky table and made things made of clay and string.
Clay animals, clay bracelets and necklaces, clay flowers… I had already made a mental note to avoid and not look at Jacob, but when I took a small peek, I couldn't take my eyes off. He was helping Lizzie shape the tiny clay balls and telling her jokes. Lizzie laughed and started to chat with him. Oh no. Lizzie and Renesmee ate lunch together, and Nessie gave half of her sandwich to Liz, and she gave her some of her meat pie. Before long, it was time to go home.
"Nessie, I've never seen you so happy," Jacob said as he held her hand. She smiled. "You and Lizzie made some pretty expensive diamond necklaces and silver bracelets, huh?" I hadn't intended to make it sound sarcastic, but it sounded a bit like that. When I thought it over, it was flooded with sarcasm, especially after I saw the rainbow-colored clay bracelet around her wrist.
She nodded. "Liz has the necklace, and I have the bracelet. Oh, wait, I forgot to return her pencil. I'll be right back," She was off, leaving me and Jacob alone. "That was pretty cool…" Jacob whispered. I was aware of the fact that he was standing right behind me, and he sniffed my hair. "… Rose." I hadn't really cared about Jacob sniffing me, but this caught my attention. I raised my eyebrows. "Rose? Not Blondie?"
"Well, I got bored calling you Blondie. I'll just call you Rose. Unless you prefer being called Blondie," he smirked, and I couldn't help but turn away from his gaze. "Okay then. I'll stop calling you Fido, Mutt, and whatever, if that's what you fucking want. I guess I'll call you… Jake," I could feel butterflies in my stomach because Jake and Rose were so similar to Jack and Rose. I'd never really watched Titanic, though.
My thoughts were interrupted when Nessie came back with Lizzie. The gray car next to Jacob's turned out to be Lizzie's. After a few minutes of chatting, we drove back home and I cooked some meat loaf for lunch, being sure to serve Jacob's in his dog bowl. "I thought I'm not Fido anymore," he pretended to pout. "The bowl says Fido." I showed him the part where I'd scratched 'Fido' and wrote 'Jake' with a permanent black marker.
"Oh, okay." With that, he quickly wolfed down his lunch and went to wash his car. I gave Renesmee a bath and while she was taking a nap, I grabbed a towel, blouse and American skinny jeans and sped out of the front door before Jacob could see me. There was a lake in the peaceful woods, and I decided to bathe there. The weather was perfect. Warm with cool breezes every now and then, so the water was warm. I undressed and hung my dress and undergarments on a tree branch. I stepped into the water and let it soothe my nerves.
I went swimming for a while, then stood by the edge, still inside the lake. The water trickled down my back and I smelled a scent. It was so strong and forced me to jump out and find whatever was giving off that smell. I found a deer and quickly killed it, consuming its tasty blood. I licked the red liquid from my lips and started to walk back to the lake. Suddenly, I smelled another scent. "Rosalie," It was Leah. "Oh, hi!" She smiled sweetly. "Bathing in the lake, huh? Can I join you?"
"Sure," We went in the crystal clear lake and chatted. Leah loved the lake's clear waters as well, so I thought her name really matched her personality. Leah Clearwater. "Busy day today, Rose?"
"Yeah. Nessie's first day of school. And you?"
"Haven't been doing anything all day, actually. Just chilling in the woods with Seth,"
"Oh. You're not hungry or anything?"
"Starving. It's getting dark, Seth's gonna start whining. I gotta go now,"
"Okay. Say hi to Seth," I got out too, and wiped myself dry with the towel. I put on my clothes and ran as fast as I could back home. When I got there, I went to my room, but Jacob was blocking the door.
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