I stared out the window of the car as it swiftly moved across the road; weaving in and out of other cars. My mother was yelling at my father to slow down because there was "precious cargo" in the back seat…honestly I'm not five.
In reality I was only two years older than that, but I didn't look seven. I looked like a normal eighteen year old. I was half vampire and half human, and I grew at an accelerated rate. When I was born, my family and I had to move from Forks, Washington because there were other supernatural forces that didn't know what I would become and thought I would be a danger to the town they were sworn to protect. My parents didn't get too far into the details after that. Once we moved I lived in an array of different cities: London, Paris, Vienna, Berlin, Athens, Dublin, Madrid, and Stockholm to name a few. I guess I couldn't really say we lived there it was more of three to four month vacations. My parents wanted me to be educated in multiple languages and cultures, which paid off considering I could speak German, French, Greek, Spanish, and a little bit of Swedish. The only place I missed out on was Italy, I would have loved to see Rome and the Vatican City, but my parents always told me that there were other vampires that didn't want me around either so we had to keep a low profile and stay undetected, hence us moving around so much. I loved traveling, there was always something new to explore, especially new shops to buy things in.
That's why we were on our way to Forks, not exactly my shopping habits because my Aunt Alice was way worse than I was, but because my parents felt I needed to see the "country side" or "outdoors." There was only one problem with this plan…I hate the outdoors. That's why as the green trees grew thicker and the sun became more covered, my mood quickly began to plummet.
"You're very quiet back there Hun." My mother said turning around in her seat.
"Yeah, you haven't made one sound since we crossed the Washington state line." My father concurred while looking in the rear view mirror.
"I'm just not looking forward to this camping thing." I said with a disgusted tone.
"Sweat heart it's only for a week, then we'll be off to Sydney." My mother cheerfully said with a smile.
"Yes, but there's poison ivy, and bugs, and mosquitoes, and I could fall into a ditch somewhere and die from the cold or hunger. Could you guys really live with yourselves if that happened?" I said with only a little sarcasm in my voice.
"Renesmee, I've heard enough of your whining and complaining about this trip. The minute we mentioned it to you that's all you've been doing. You are obviously going on this trip, and I don't want to hear another complaint from you this whole week." My father said sternly, which shut me up for the remainder of the ride.
We pulled up to this patch of dirt which I took for a parking lot, even though our car and my family's cars were the only ones there. I got out to stretch my legs and looked around. Already I had spotted at least ten different types of bugs that I'm sure would give me a hundred bug bites which would keep me itching for the rest of the week. I walked over to my Aunt Alice who I hoped would be sharing my horror, but even in her designer clothing, she looked right at home in nature and seemed happy to be here. Even my Aunt Rose who was the girliest of the girls seemed alright with the green scenery and not a shop in sight.
"Alright let's get going!" Uncle Emmett yelled.
"Wait, this isn't the spot? Aren't we camping here?" I pointed to the patch of dirt our cars were parked on.
"No silly," Uncle Jasper said putting an arm around my shoulders. "You can still see the road, that's not camping. You have to get yourself in the middle of the woods before you can consider it camping."
"But…I…thought…" My voice got higher in pitch with every jumbled word. I was cut off by a warning look from my father reminding me of his order to stop complaining. I let out a heavy sigh and stomped my way up the tiniest trail behind Uncle Emmett.
We must have been hiking for hours, when I finally coerced Uncle Emmett to give me a piggy back ride to the end. As we approached a clearing, I hopped down from Emmett's shoulders and walked through the last of the trees. I was greeted by an open meadow with a slight trickling sound coming from the far end hinting at a small brook. The field was covered with wild violets and mountain laurel. It was breathtaking, but I would never let my father know because luckily I was born with the same gift as my mother, I was a shield. He could never read my thoughts.
Jasper, Emmett, and my father began to set up the tents…ugh not even a camper. The sun finally decided to show through the clouds as it began to sink in the sky. I looked around at my family and saw their glittering skin. I looked down at my own arm and saw just the slightest of a glow. It was nice because I could go out in the sun and no one would notice me, I just looked like I had naturally glowing skin.
"Nessie!" My father called, making me look up from my arm. "Why don't you help Emmett get some fire wood so we can make s'mores?" He said with enthusiasm.
Oh great now we get to eat sticky food that I won't be able to completely wash off for a week. I heaved a heavy sigh and walked over to where Emmett was.
"Now Emmett, don't lose sight of her, we don't want to have to go looking for her in the dark." My father said smiling down at me.
"God, you get lost one time and you get treated like some imbecile that has no sense of direction." I said exasperatedly throwing my hands in the air. I stalked off with a slightly confused father behind me.
Emmett soon caught up to me. "You know, I think you should give your father a break. He just doesn't want you to get hurt."
"He always wants me to learn new things, but how am I supposed to do it, if he doesn't trust me?"
"He does trust you; he just doesn't want to lose you." Emmett said with a smile. I didn't like it when Emmett got all sentimental, it just wasn't him.
"Whatever, where do you think the most wood is going to be?"
"That way." He said pointing up the hill. I grimaced at the rough trek that would ensue.
"Really 'cause I think there would be more that way." I said pointing downhill.
"Wanna bet." Emmett said getting worked up.
"What's the wager?" I asked.
"Whoever collects more wood in fifteen minutes wins. If I win, you have to make the fire without any help tonight."
"And if I win, you have to convince my father to leave as soon as possible from here." Emmett's face fell, he loved being outdoors, but he loved a bet even more. He stuck his hand out to shake.
"Deal. On the count of three. One…Two…"
"Three!" I yelled and took off in my direction and Emmett took off in his.
Since I knew that my area would have more wood, I leisurely picked up fallen pieces of wood. I bent over to pick up a rather large log, when I heard a loud snap. It made me realize how quiet it was in the woods. I quickly looked up from my spot to where I heard the snap. My eyes widened and my mouth opened like I wanted to scream, but my mouth and throat were all of a sudden dry and were incapable of making any noise. There, standing only a couple of feet in front of me, was a gigantic sandy colored wolf.