Chapter One – Awake.
7 Am. What is there to do at 7am?! Nothing! That's what. Not when your mom, dad, and most of your family are out. I'm stuck here with my mums good friend. Jacob Black. At the moment he is still sleeping. Leaving me bored. I know He would wake up if I asked him – he will do anything for me for some reason - But he needs rest. So I lay in bed just looking out of the window, all the birds singing. Sun rising. It's beautiful.
There Home. I get out of bed. Of course I'm not fast enough, they never give
me enough time! "Hello Nessie, how long have you been up?" Mom asked.
"Not long." I lied.
"Edward, Jacob is still asleep next door. I'm going to go wake him." Mom chuckled as she left the room. "Okay love." Dad replied. I put my Hand to his face and thought of Alice. I wanted to see her. "Alice is just getting changed, She will be here soon." He said with the smile on his face that Mum always calls his 'Beautiful crooked smile'. I didn't see it, but then again. Mum loved him. A lot.
Alice danced in then. Graceful as ever. I wish I could be more like her
Sometimes, She was really stunning, and I loved her short pixie-like hair. I wanted mine cut like that too, but my parents insisted I kept my curls. I loved all of my familys eyes – with exception to Jacob - too. That lovely shade of topaz! I feel insanely left out when I'm around them. Their golden eyes always sparkling and then there's my eyes. Brown. Boring. Normal. I hated it. Everyone would always say how they loved them, how they were just like my mothers before I came along, that they all wanted mine. Just compliments to make me feel better I bet. No point in them trying, It didn't work. Alice came over interrupting my mental complaints and gave me a hug, "Morning Nessie!" She chimed. Her voice was like delicate silver bells, soft, sweet and yet beautiful and strong. Different to Rosalies more powered, glamorous voice, or even Esmes motherly, kind and caring voice. My mothers was also different, it seemed more elegant, defined. It was as if their voice was made to suit their own personality, to reflect more of themselves.
"Morning Alice!" I said.
"How are you this morning? Up for some shopping later?" She asked, excitedly. Alice had a thing for shopping and clothes. Apparently mum couldn't stand it when she was human, but as she had to be round Alice more, has learned to cope.
"Yeah, sure!" I smiled I did love to shop with Alice, it was so much fun! Although… I did have the occasional argument before hand when she wanted me to wear heels. My feet just couldn't cope, eventually she would give in but she would sulk until she bought me something, which was normally in the first shop we went into anyway. Only the drive would she sulk, and at her driving speed it didn't really matter.
"yay!" Alice sang jumping a little.
"What am I going to wear Alice?" I asked, I know she knew already.
"that dress I bought you last week, the gray cardigan, the lace pumps and your black shoulder bag." She replied happily, so cheerful! Its not natural, but to be honest, in this house? Nothing is natural. I grabbed my clothes and got ready. Then we took Alices Porsche, not my favourite ride, I much preferred my dads Volvo. It's far less in your face. But I didn't feel the need to complain. We set off.