~*~ all characters belong to my favorite author ever Stephenie Meyer ~*~
I just had a little fun with her characters
Chapter 1:
"Renesmee. Get up. Time for school!" my mother yelled and shook my semi-conscious body. Her cold touch could always wake me in the mornings.
"Ugh." I moaned. I hated getting up with goose bumps covering me from head to toe.
"Once your dressed come to the front house." She yelled walking out the front door of our small, antique cottage.
My mother, father, and I live in a small cottage in the middle of one of the Forks forests, across the river, and behind the Cullen Mansion; where my extended family lived. My family isn't normal, we're special; "monsters" as my father calls us. My father's side of the family is what makes us different. They are pale white and ice cold, they don't go out into the sunlight, and sometimes…my father talks like he's from a different time.
They are vampires.
I shuffled to my walk-in-closet, compliments of Auntie Alice, and I made my way to the far right corner to grab a dark pair of jeans and a dark tank. I also grabbed some type of light pink sweater made by some weird French designer; again, another compliment of Alice, along with the rest of my wardrobe.
Alice was my godmother, for all purposes. Although she looked more like she could be my older sister. She has short and spiky hair and is very petite, "fairy" like. She is also, one of those rare and special vampires who have an extra ability. She can see the future. Though, her premonitions are subjective, she sees the course a person is on while they're on it; meaning what she sees can always change, the future always changes. She is my father's favorite sibling, and the most annoying. Alice is "married" to my Uncle Jasper. He too has an extra ability. His extra sense is the ability to manipulate people's emotions. Usually he uses his ability to calm everyone, but he does use it to play pranks on me and my best friend Jacob. Jasper is the newest vegetarian member of our family. He used to live in Texas with a very large coven, which only ate the blood of humans. Alice and Jasper aren't as physically intimate as my other aunt, Rosalie is with Uncle Emmett, or as intimate as my mother and father; but when they look at each other you can tell that something intimate is happening. They truly were made for each other.
I slipped on my "old-fashion" converse and ran out the small wooden door and into the forest to get to the mansion. I starting jogging once I was out of the house. I needed to pick up speed for the long jump across the river.
When I got into the living room Rosalie was waiting there for me with a plate of eggs, bacon, and a biscuit.
"Here Nessie, you got to eat this. You haven't been hunting in a while."
"Rose, I'm not really hungry."
"Nessie, please eat it."
"I'm not hungry."
Rosalie looked over to my mother and father sitting on the couch watching t.v. and gazing at each other now and again.
"Edward." Rose nearly growled.
My father ripped his eyes away from my mother's gaze. "Renesmee, will you please eat your breakfast. We don't want to take any chances of something happening at school."
My father's name is Edward Cullen. He is another one of the five special vampires in our family. His power is that he can read the minds of everyone around him, expect my mother's. My mother's name is Isabella "Bella" Swan-Cullen. She is the only mind my father cannot read, because she has the ability to shield him out. Her shield, after much practice is able to surround people, to become a line of defense.
My parents have known each other for about six years now. They meet at the Forks High School when mom was a human and when dad was going on his 108th year of vampirism. He fell for her then and there, though he also wanted to kill her because of her sweet smelling blood. Almost every day of her human life, since she moved to Forks, my mother has been in constant danger. First, she met my father and fell in love with him. Second, she was tracked by a tracker named James and his mate Victoria because of mom's blood and dad's "sick" effectuation with her. Then, when daddy left her, mom ran to Jacob Black for comfort and consolation; who to, threaten her life, is a werewolf. Next, to avenge her mate, Victoria started stalking my mother, but she was protected by my vampires and the pack of werewolves living in La Push. Lastly, I was born. Sometimes I cry thinking that I've ruined my mother's life, by almost killing to her a point where my father had to race against time to convert her. Though she tells me it was a matter of time until she was changed anyway. Soon after, the whole Volturi castle came to kill off my family and friends because they believed I was one of those horrible "baby vampires" that were made in the olden times, which were human babies being converted and who threatened the existence of every vampire alive. But, I am not fully vampire; I'm also half human; which was very hard to convince Aro and his followers.
"Fine." I grabbed the crystal plate out of Rose's cold, hard hand.
"That's all I'm asking Ness." She thanked.
Rosalie is married to Emmett, my uncle who really acts like a big teddy bear of a brother. He has jet black hair and is super strong for a vampire. He's also very full of himself; strength wise. He met and fell for Rose when she saved him from a bear attack by bringing his bloody body to Carlisle and having him changed into one of us. He loves her unconditionally, for it. Rosalie is one of those girls who possesses the looks every girl and guy would envy. She has long, luscious blonde hair; she's tall, and very bodacious. She is also one of those girls everyone would hate. She's very, very conceded. My father says her thoughts are full of her admiring herself and thinking of all the things she and Emmett could do. Rose is also more like my mother then Bella is. For example, when I clawed and gnashed my way out of my mother's womb, and left her there to bleed my father threw me into Rosalie's arms for care. Rosalie mentioned how she never wanted to put me down and keep me for herself. I don't think she cared weather mom died or not, but it seemed like she desperately wanted a child of her own.
My "grandmother," Esme glided gracefully through the archway of her rarely used dining room.
"Good morning love." She greeted me, and glided over to kiss my forehead.
"Hey." I said, scarfing down some eggs.
Esme is my "grandmother" and her husband Carlisle is my "grandfather," though both look like they are much too young for children, let alone grandchildren. Esme is the most caring and sweetest person alive, you can never do anything to upset her; expect leave, which would break her heart. Carlisle is the first vampire in our coven. He's been a vampire for over three hundred years. Carlisle, after centuries of training became a doctor, an actual human doctor. He is able to control his thirst, and because of him and his respect for humans my family only drinks animal blood; we are vegetarians.
"What's wrong baby?" she asked caringly.
"Mommy Rose is making me eat food."
"Aw…honey it's not so bad. We're just trying to look out for you, and the humans."
"Right…" I said sarcastically.
"Ness." My dad called, "Time for school."
"Ugh." I groaned.
"Oh honey, you know it's not so bad. You've been going to school for a year now."
"Can't I just be a normal four year old? I don't wanna be sixteen." I pouted.
"Renesmee! School! Now!" Dad screeched.
"Coming!"
Esme took my plate and fork to the sink, while I shuffled through the grand, white living room and picked my backpack up off the black bench by the front door. I then walked over to my mom to give her a kiss good-bye.
"Baby it's not so bad." She cooed, while rubbing my head during our embrace.
"I'll meet you in the car Ness." Dad said rushing me.
"Yeah…but I'm so different and the classes are too easy. I might as well not go at all."
"You have to go. We all had to endure school, some of us more than others, and so do you." She told me flatly.
"I just wish I had at least one friend. You know you all had each other during high school, I have no one. No one." I repeated emphasizing the word.
"I know, I know." She cooed again, releasing me from our hug. "Holy crow! You're gonna be late!" she realized glancing over at the clock hanging on the far left wall adjacent to the dining room.
"No. Not the way dad drives!" I hollered running out the door. I heard them all laughing behind me.
I got to school in exactly five minutes, thanks to the insane way dad drives. He dropped me off in front of my first period building. I exited the passenger side of the car, and he rolled down the window as I started to turn away.
"Bye sweetheart. Be good, okay." He yelled.
"Fine. Whatever." I replied, turning around to face him.
"I'll pick you up after school, okay."
"Yeah. Okay." I said turning away from him, again, and walked up the stairs to my first period building.
I really didn't need school, though to keep up my families "public" story I needed to attend. In actual human years I'm four, but in physical and biological years I'm fifteen. Because I'm maturing very fast, and my brain is much, much more developed then anyone else's in my grade and age group. My enhanced brain let me skip two grades, so I'm a junior.
My next six periods flew by slowly. But then eighth period lunch came, and that's one of the worst periods ever. I walked into lunch and sat in my usual back, right corner of the eighty-by-fifty cafeteria. It welcomed me with its usual glossy top and my families names carved around the edges. This is the table my dad sat at all throughout his high school careers. I sit at this table because I'm a Cullen, and Cullen's are social outcasts. I started reading Wuthering Heights, to pass the time. I wasn't hungry, so I didn't buy lunch. I've read this book more than twice, and I still seem to enjoy it, just like my mother.
"Hey." I heard a nearby voice call. I didn't pick my head up, because I knew he couldn't be talking to me.
"Hi." He said again, this time his voice was unusually close. I had to look up. It was Gabriel Newton. My heart started beating faster than Jacob's whenever we're hanging around the mansion, when I looked into Gab's eyes.
Gabriel Newton is the youngest of the four Newton boys, in Forks. He is also the younger brother of Mike Newton, the man who had a crush on my mother all throughout her high school career. In my opinion, Gab looks just like Mike, just hotter and much younger. He had beautiful dirty blonde hair that fell perfectly around his sexy, hypnotic crystal blue eyes. He's an average height for a junior, about 5'10".
"Do you mind if I-" he pointed to the empty chair on my right.
"Yeah. You can take it." I replied too quickly.
"Do you mind if I sit here?" He asked locking his enchanting baby blue eyes with mine.
Why did he want to sit with me? I thought to myself.
"Uh…sure?" I felt like a retard, the only thing that came out of my mouth made me sound like some drunken teenager.
"Cool, thanks." I replied, and sat in the chair that is usually unoccupied. I turned back to my book.
"So, watcha reading?" he asked.
I tore my eyes from the book to face him. This was no inconvience, considering I couldn't read when the one and only Gabriel Newton were right next to me!
"Wuthering Heights." I replied uneasy.
"Cool. Hey, I like your hair."
I started to blush out of embarrassment, like mom used to do, and ran my fingers through my curls.
"Thanks." I said shyly.
Just then, some obnoxious, popular, cheerleaders started to laugh. Gab turned around to notice the girls at his table were the ones laughing.
"Girls. They can't keep their mouths shut and let something out of the ordinary go." He mumbled under his breath.
The girls stopped laughing when the auburn haired one, Valerie, caught his stare.
Where the girls laughing at him, or me?
For the rest of my lunch hour, Gab and I talked. We talked about the basics; our favorites, our family, and which teachers we liked and hated. Strangely, he seemed interested in me, like a fascinated interesting, not a weird psycho kinda way.
After my ninth hour I ran through the pouring rain to my dad's brand new, one of a kind silver Volvo. I flung the passenger door open and jumped in the seat, trying not to get my sweater too wet. Alice would shoot me.
"Hey baby." Daddy greeted me, "How was your day?"
"Like usual." I said with a smirk. "I have so much to tell Jake."
"About that…"
"What?" I asked, my good mood gone.
"He has patrol today, so he can't hang out."
Why? I thought, and my dad was quick to answer.
"They found a trace of some unusual scent, so they're patrolling like crazy to try and figure it out."
"Oh." I replied a little upset.
"But he said he will see you tomorrow, even if Sam had to kill him."
"But-"
"Yes they are two separate packs, but Jake still likes to listen to Sam…once in a while, if he doesn't know how to deal. And right now he really doesn't."
"Kay." Was all I could say, I looked forward to spending time with Jake every day after school. He's the one that makes coming to this hell hole worthwhile.
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