As I fully woke up I combed out my hair and put it in a french braid and looked through my one and only suitcase and found the body spray. I gave myself a few squirts and then walked down the stairs and saw the people that adopted me just sitting on the couch. "Ah you're awake," the male greeted. I nodded and when one girl ran up to me, I jumped back a few steps.
"Renesmee come back a bit. You scared her," a woman with bronze hair scolded. She immediately did and as I stood up I recognized the face of my adopter. Carlisle Cullen has been my physician sometimes and he also was a good friend of mine.
"You holding up?"
"Little," I squeaked. He chuckled and took my hand while helping me down the rest of the stairs. This is what I love. He doesn't trust me. In the health sense. He knows I faint easy. I walked down the steps and then a woman with curly hair came over and hugged me. Still overwhelmed by all the attention. But it's a nice form of overwhelming.
"You look pale," she noted. I instantly began blushing. That's the first thing anyone notices. Is the fact I'm basically white as a sheet.
"I was born pale," I answered.
"But not that pale. Have you been eating?"
"I haven't been hungry," I lied. Arianne and I starved for the little kids. We would eat at school but it's been 2 days. Carlisle looked me in the eye and I was nervous now.
"Look me in the eye and say that again," he challenged. I glanced right into his eye and as I was about to speak I couldn't do it. I closed my eyes and bowed my head. "You haven't been eating. Not because you want to. But because you have to," he chuckled.
"The kids had to eat. I don't care if I starve," I snapped.
"But that's over now," the woman answered.
