YAYFULNESS! I am BACK! I didn't die, slip into a coma or get abducted. I would say sorry, if anyone actually read my stories!
I'm Irish, and my reflex was to say Mam, so I had to retype a lot of it, since a good few of you are Americans! Anyhoo,
Disclaimer: Oh you know I didn't write Twilight, stop rubbing it in.
Renesmee Carlie Black.
Six years. Amazing how, with an eternity stretched before me, I had been waiting six years for it to begin.
He'd always been there- since the moment I'd been born. He'd loved me within moments of my violent birth. He was mine. He always had been. Today would just confirm it. I stared at the woman in the mirror... or was it child? Six- but eighteen. My hair was straigtened out of her usual curls, which I wasn't personally a fan of, but Rose and Ali had insisted upon, saying it slimmed my face.
Whatever.
I wore silver, glittery eyeshadow, and light pink lipgloss. To be honest, I didn't much like my dress, which worried my mom when I told her. She'd said she'd loved how she looked on her wedding day, but it didn't matter to me. I just wanted the confirmation- he was MINE. Nobody could ever change it.
The dress was white and floor legnth, with silver embroidery sparkling in contrast. The dress was extremely ostentatous, and not really my taste, which my best friend Emily said was delicate and elegant, and Alice said drab and plain. Whatever.
"Nessie?" I heard my dad's voice, and his gentle knock. "Can I come in?"
Sure, I thought.
stepped into the room, smiling. I saw his smile flicker slightly as he took in my appearance. I knew he thought I looked bad, but he hid it well.
"Wow, RENESMEE" said Momma pointedly, glaring playfully at Daddy, "You look so... fashion forward!"
I laughed. As though my Momma knew anything about fashion. "Momma, Daddy, I don't care how I look. All that matters is that I get to be with him forever."
I saw my parents smile at this, although Daddy's looked slightly pained. I giggled to myself, which of course he heard in my mind which caused him to reach over to tickle me.
"!" screamed Alice, jumping in front of me, brandishing Uncle Emmet's pink monagrammed rolling pin. Why did he even HAVE that? He doesn't even EAT!
"DO... NOT... TOUCH... NESSIE, Edward, or I will not be responsible for my actions!" she hissed so menacingly that Momma and Daddy instinctivly stepped back. Emmett ran in screaming. "ALI HAS MY ROLLING PIN! MINIONS, ATTACK!" He began to pelt Alice with pears, that had a vampire face drawn on them. Screaming at Emmett, who had left a microscopic stain on her sparkly gold dress. Staring out the door, which was hanging off it's hinges, I began laughing hysterically. I heard his rich, husky laugh from downstairs, which made my stomach flip over. My phsycotic family could wait... he was waiting.
I know I didn't say who Nessie was marrying, but that was on purpose. I am the evil master off cliffies! But if you can't guess, get off your computer and beat yourself with a saucepan, and go re-re-re-re-re-read Twilight. And yes, Emily is Sam's Emily, who by now is Emily Uley.
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