Dark Side of the Moon
Chapter 1(Renesmee's point of view).
It was nearly 5 in a half years since the Volturi came to Forks, Washington to threaten to destroy me. I had just gotten a letter in the mail from Aro stating that he'd like to know in what form I'd like to live my life-as a human, or a vampire. And he said that he'd like to know by the time I'm 7 years old-at which time I'll have the form of a 18 year old woman and will be an adult. They've backed off on their sadism and over-bearing dominance of the Vampire world, and even allowed knowledge of vampires to become public-and without major incident-but they were still a force to be reckoned with when you offended or annoyed them.
Anyways, I was on the way home from school today, and I decided to stop by the library to check out some books to help me finish my high school English exam-as if I actually needed them, but when I got home, I was bound to be bored, and I already had the paper finished on my computer and duplicated it on a back-up portable hard drive. I parked my Audi A3 in the parking lot of the small library. Nothing really stood out, except for a shiny, black Audi A8 sedan in the lot-there aren't a lot of $70,000+ cars in Forks, except for those that my family owns. I gave up on looking at the Audi sedan, and walked in. I was searching for the books I wanted, but one of the clerks caught my eye, and I caught his, too. He was well over 6 foot tall, and about 200lbs, and with a medium build and well muscled, with long dark brown hair, but otherwise, nothing really stood out-he was wearing an ordinary bluish casual sweater and a polo shirt with jeans. But I wondered why I caught his eye-I was wearing a simple long sleeve T-shirt, capri slacks and flat women's dress shoes, and I had my brownish bronze hair(which I planned to dye black that night) done as usual-worn down and parted in the middle. And I wore only the normal make-up I always wore-some blush and a skin toned lipstick, along with black eyeliner and mascara. Maybe that was it-my eyes! My boyfriend Jacob always commented on how beautiful they are, and my girlfriends were jealous of them-and my hair, nails, figure, and clothes.
I shrugged off our staring, and proceeded to find the books, and I went to the check out counter and checked them out, and the guy who held our visions wasn't there. I decided that I had some time to kill before I had to go home and meet Jacob, so I decided to read one of the books. I suddenly felt a weird feeling, almost a presence, and in a rare moment of clumsiness, I accidentally knocked one of the books of the table, and the guy that held my eyes earlier caught it.
"I'm sorry", I said, slightly nervous.
"Why apologize, everybody has a moment like this", the guy said.
"I meant earlier...the staring", I replied.
"Well, I'm guilty of it too-you are quite striking, not like anyone I've seen in town, at least yet"
"Yet?", I asked, confused.
"I may be beating a dead horse, but do you know anyone named Isabella Swan?", the man said.
"You mean Bella Cullen-Swan used to be her last name. and she's my mother"
"Bella has a family?!", asked the man, befuddled.
"Yes, she married Edward Cullen in 2006, and I was 'adopted' soon after."
"O' I must apologize, I'm Christian Miller-you can call me Chris, or even Camel"
"Hi, I'm Renesmee Cullen-call me Nessie!", I said, in a somewhat akward, hurried tone.
"I'm a family friend of Bella and Charlie Swan, and Dr. Carlise Cullen and his family". Now I know why he asked me about my mother, though I hid for the moment that Bella was my biological mother. Then came one moment I feared.
"You have really pretty eyes-they kinda remind me of Bella's", Chris said.
"Probably coincidence", I said, "I'm adopted, after all"
"Well, that's nice of Bella and Edward to take you in-I always though that they'd make good parents, though I couldn't see them getting married", Chris responded, "but then again, I haven't seen Bella since she was 21, back in March of 2009".
"How old are you", I implored"
"26, I'll be 27 in November"
"Well, if you'd like to know, I'm 17"
"A little old to be raised by a couple that's only about my age? Sorry to be crass, but it's just a little awkward..."
I then did the only thing I could do at that time-I fibbed. "My biological parents died when I was 10, and the Cullens adopted me"
"I'm sorry..."
"It's OK-I'm just as happy with my adoptive parents as I was with my own. Well, I gotta leave-I'm expected home soon".
"May I walk you out to you car? I'm off work right now, anyways", Chris asked.
"Sure-it's a black Audi A3-you can't miss it", I told him.
I got in my Audi, and I gave him Bella and Edward's-and thus my-phone number and address, and told him he could call anytime during the day and ask if he could see us. However, as I drove off, I was left with a feeling of strangeness-Chris was a nice guy, I thought, but I felt that there wasn't something entirely human about him-and he felt the same about me.