Chapter 2: The World Formed

Nessie's P.O.V.:

When I was little I always loved to write. I always had the best stories, and my teachers told me I was the best writer in the class. Even the whole family agreed my writing was amazing. The only problem was, I never knew how to begin my stories. I would sit in front of my computer staring for hours, and never could think of anything. Since I couldn't figure out what to write, I finally found a sentence that worked to begin all my stories.

It was, "The World Formed." It made the most logical sense to me. Nobody knows how exactly the world formed, but it formed somehow. Also, none of the stories I wrote could take place without the world forming first. If it's going to be in sequence, I figured you oughta' write the facts. I wrote it so much, that when I enrolled in the third grade my teacher made me stay after school to talk to me about it. She was concerned about me, and thought I had no knowledge about chronologic sequence.

I'll always remember that teacher. I hated her so much, because she was so boring! I know that teachers are good in what they teach, but this lady was insane and obsessed. She thought literature was the best thing in the entire world. The day she had that talk with me was the day I decided just exactly how crazy she was. She also had an obsession with cats.

Ironic cause her name was Ms. Chirp. She always showed us pictures of her seventeen cats and how her newest cat would soon be having kittens. Every day when we watched morning announcements during the moment of silence she would always say, "If you're interested in buying on of my cat's kittens see me now." No one ever saw Ms. Chirp. We all liked cats, but I think because of Ms. Chirp everyone was afraid they'd become a crazy old cat lady. No wonder she wasn't married. I thought all of this to myself as I lay awake at 11:00 in the morning.

I turned over in my bed, trying to go back to sleep, but I couldn't. I closed my eyes and tried to remember the dream I had last night. My dream was a replay of when Jake and I had almost kissed on Monday night. I couldn't believe I almost did kiss him, but I didn't really have a problem if I did. My thoughts were interrupted when Aunt Alice quietly opened my door a bit to peek in. She gracefully stepped over and sat on the edge of my bed.

"Nessie," she said in a calming voice, carefully shaking me with her petite hands, "time to get up sweetie. It's makeover day!"

"Ugh," I groaned as I turned away from her. I forgot that today was Sunday. The week had gone by so fast. It seemed like only yesterday that I went to Jake's house. She let out a sigh.

"Oh Emmett!" she hollered. I immediately heard huge heavy steps stomp into my room.

I felt Emmett pull me out of my bed in one try, as I hit the ground hard with a big THUD! "What was that?" my mother immediately rushed in. Her eyes glanced from me on the floor to the big rock in the corner. "Emmett!" she yelled at him in her bell-like voice.

"Time to get up kiddo?" he said laughing as he ran out.

She rolled her eyes and laughed before she said, "Renesmee. You need to get up."

When everyone had left besides Aunt Alice she whispered to me, "Hey, at least you've been getting up earlier. Pretty soon you won't need to sleep at all," she said with a smile on her face. As she shut the door behind her, I dragged myself up from the floor and walked over to my dresser. I picked out a white tank and a navy mini-skirt with a pink floral design. First, I slipped on the tank over my bra in replace of my pajama top, and adjusted the straps so the bra would be hidden. Then, I took off my long rainbow checkered pants, and slid the skirt on so it went a teeny bit just past the start of my stomach, and tucked the tank in to look like a dress.

I slipped on some white Toms and walked into the kitchen. I smelled the delicious scent of my dad making eggs. "Hungry?" he asked in a frigid voice.

"Not really," I said ashamed. I loved my eggs, but my craving for human food had been going down with my sleep. He lifted the pan off the stove and shut it off.

He walked over to the garbage and was about to throw it away when my mom stopped him and said, "Wait! Don't throw those away!"

"Why not love?" he asked. He was always so kind to her.

"You make good eggs, I could-…"

His laughter cut her off. "Bella, love, you aren't human anymore."

He continued to throw the eggs away and threw the pan in the dishwasher. "Well that's a waste of eggs," he mumbled to himself.

"Sorry," I said feeling guilty.

"No it's fine," he protested seeming to forget that he wasn't the only one who had excellent hearing. "I should've known. Carlisle said you've improved greatly on your growth."

As I started to make my way to the couch, I was interrupted when Emmett rushed to my side. "Hey kiddo!" he said. "Wanna go arm wrestling? Best two out of three."

I opened my mouth to say something, when Alice rushed over and said, "Or, she can go shopping with me, and have a makeover day just like I promised." She took his hand that was in the arm wrestling position and moved it down to his side.

I was about to say something, when Jasper joined the party. "Those are quite lame," he commented. "How about a race instead?"

"Well I-…" I began. Then of course, you can't throw a party without Rosalie.

"Oh please! Leave the girl alone!" she defended. Rosalie had always treated me like her own daughter.

"Thank you!" I said in relief. "What she needs is a good etiquette lesson."

They all rushed into a debate about what I should be doing when I yelled, "MOM! DAD! CARLISLE! ESME?" All four of them came and broke up the argument.

"Now you all stop pressuring Nessie," Esme told them.

"She'll do what she wants," Carlisle said.

"Renesmee just ignore them," my mom told me. My dad made a sound of agreement with my mom and stayed glued to her side.

"Wait a minute," I said. "Why are you all in my house?"

"We were having a meeting while you were sleeping," my dad said.

"About what?" I asked.

"Oh you know," Alice said, "just the normal growth stuff."

"Oh," I said, but I knew they weren't telling the truth.

"So what's it going to be?" Emmett asked me going back to the subject with his arm formed back in a wrestling position.

"Nothing," I answered.

"Huh?" they all said.

"I don't want to do any of that stuff. I'm going to Megan's. See ya." I slammed the door shut behind me and sat in my car. I thought for a second about what I had just said. Did I say Megan's?

I meant Jake's. Too late now. If they thought I was doing anything suspicious I'd be grounded for LIFE. And that'd be forever. I started my car up and drove over to Megan's. I really didn't want to be there.

As I parked my car in her driveway, I opened the door and walked over to the front door. I rang the doorbell, and after a while knocked. I decided not to try again, because I was hoping I wouldn't have to go inside. I went back to my car and started it up. As I drove out of the neighborhood, I saw Johnny Leche walk by. I stared straight ahead, hoping he wouldn't notice me.

I forgot he lived in Megan's neighborhood. I kept looking ahead and tried to ignore him, but it's kind of hard to ignore someone who's screaming your name as loud as they can trying to beat out the roar of a car engine. I finally gave up and turned to look at him. "Hey Johnny," I greeted him as pleasantly as I could.

"Hey Ness!" That made me shudder. I didn't like the way that name sounded through his voice.

"What'cha doing here?"

"Just dropping off by Megan's," I informed him.

"Ah," he said. "I think they went to church today."

"Oh okay, thanks," I said about to take off.

"Wait Nessie!" he stopped me.

"Yes?" I asked loosing my patience.

"I was just wondering, if maybe, you'd want to go out sometime?" he asked with a look of self accomplishment of his face. Megan had told me he liked me, but I never believed it to be true. I had a crush on him once, but it had been over for a long time. I didn't understand how all my friends just started to like someone, so I thought maybe they had forced themselves into it by going on a date. So that's why I said yes.

I regretted it so badly. Whatever. You make mistakes and learn from them. I drove home annoyed and looked at what time it was. 5:00. Time flies by. Why did Megan's neighborhood have to be hours away? But even then, how did it already get to five? Maybe it was because of the few side trips I took…and the shopping spree I went on…and the movie that I decided I had to see…Anyways, he was coming at six.

When I got home, I went ahead and started up the shower, and got a white tattered towel while it was warming up. I set the towel on the white patched garden tub, and hopped into the shower. Just the right temperature. I got my hair wet, soaking it with the falling water, listening to the pitter patter sound it made when it hit the floor; I scrubbed some coconut shampoo into my hair. I rinsed all the suds out, and put some silky, creamy strawberry conditioner in. While I let it sit, I put some lavender body wash onto an old, blue body sponge.

I scrubbed my whole body with the soap, and then washed it all off; I watched as the silky white cream ran down from my body to the floor. I took the light purple razor from the shower rack and got the blade wet. I started with my legs, shaving all the hair off until it was completely smooth. After I moved to my underarms. Once I had finished, I shut off the shower and wrapped myself in the white towel. I sat on the garden tub ledge waiting to dry off a bit before I changed into my clothes.

"Knock knock knock!" I heard a soft voice say as Alice carefully opened the door. "May I come in?" she asked.

"Can you respect the word privacy?" I asked her back. She laughed a soft laugh, and came in anyways.

"Why are you getting all glammed up?" she asked. I didn't want to tell her that I had a date.

She would make such a big deal about it and give me a complete makeover. "I'm not," I lied. "I just felt dirty."

"Oh okay," she responded. "Just remember whenever you need a makeover you know where I'll be!"

"At your house?" I asked hopefully.

She laughed and gracefully walked out on her tiny little feet. I removed the towel from my body and put on a one shoulder short black dress. I blow dried my hair and straightened it afterwards. I hated to admit it, but I was a girly girl. It was just who I naturally was, I just didn't want to become my aunt. I put a little bit of skin tone bronze eye shadow on, and then I put on a settle pink blush.

Now I only had one problem. I had to figure out how to get out of the house without anyone seeing me. I checked the time. 5:50 PM. Only ten minutes. I was trying to come up with a plan when all of a sudden I heard, "RENESMEE!"

"Yes?" I hollered down to my mother.

"WE'RE ALL GONNA GO HUNTING AND WE'LL BE BACK AT TEN OR SO!"

"OKAY!" I yelled back. Thank-God! Ten minutes after everyone left, I heard the doorbell ring that I was not looking forward to. I rushed down the few stairs from the house's bedrooms' hallway and opened the door.

"Hey," I said.

"Hey," Johnny said back, "You look pretty."

"Thanks," I said back. I didn't bother telling him he looked nice back, even though he did. His blonde hair wasn't short, but instead was shaggy, and he looked like a gentleman. I think I preferred when he was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt though, because he looked cuter. If I could turn him off, I would.

"May I come in?" he asked.

"Just a second let me go get my jacket and purse." With that I slammed the door in his face and went over to the closet. I hoped my actions would cause him to hate me. I opened the closet door and got my black cross body purse and a small cotton white shrug. I sighed and embraced myself for the worst night of my life. I was exaggerating.

It wouldn't be that bad. I just wished I had saved my first date for someone more special. I opened the door and walked outside into his black truck. I didn't talk much in the car, more of listening to him telling me how he'd been wanting to ask me out for a long time, but never had the nerve too. When we finally parked, I noticed we were going to a small Italian Restaurant. Just great.

I loved Italian food, but there was no way I could eat spaghetti on a date. He got out of the car and opened the door for me like a proper gentlemen. I didn't bother saying thank you. He opened the next door into the restaurant for me too. I didn't say thank you for that either. We went up to the hostess and told her a table for two.

She was extremely tall, wearing black pants with a short sleeve black top and a white apron. Her red hair was curled, and she had too much blue eye shadow on. She led us all the way to the back of the restaurant, and as we walked I noticed it looked more like Chili's then a nice Italian place. All the people there were families, all of the same type. There would be a huge guy, I would assume as the dad, eating a lot while the mother lectured him to stop and the little kids would laugh. Or there would be a teenager listening to music while the younger child would cry, and the parents would yell at the teenager to spend time with the family.

As we sat down, I opened the menu and scanned my eyes across the pages looking for something to eat. "What looks good?" he asked trying to make conversation.

"I don't know yet," I said, "I just opened the menu…"

"Right," he said blushing a bit. A tall woman who looked about in her twenties came over to our table. She was wearing a short red dress with diamond earrings, and her blonde hair was waved down past her chest.

I hoped Johnny would stare at her and realize how much prettier she was in comparison to me, and tell me this wouldn't work out. Or so I could slap him and say, "How dare you!" Unfortunately Johnny was too polite to be a normal teenage boy. "Hi welcome to Varcinie's I'm Jessica and I'll be your server tonight. Can I start you two off with some drinks?"

"Can I get a coke?" Johnny asked.

"Sure thing," she said writing it down on her notepad. "And for you ma'am?"

"I'll just have a water please," I told her. I didn't want Johnny to have to pay for a drink I wouldn't drink, so that's why I just got water. "So you're on the football team?" I brought up trying to make conversation.

"Yeah," he said, "all the guy are stupid brainless rocks though."

I laughed. "Seriously," he said, "the only thing they understand is sports. And they all have these dumb blonde cheerleaders for girlfriends. I think the girls think they'll be popular by dating them, but to me their just idiots."

"I agree," I said. "I used to want to be a cheerleader when I was little. But now I'm glad I don't. I'd rather be dead than be on that squad." I guess I got my wish. I already was dead, so I was just living in paradise now.

"Yeah," he began, I love football, so that's why I'm on the team. I try to avoid talking to all the other guys." It was like Johnny had read my diary, because that's what I used to write about when I first started high school. Now that stupid popularity thing doesn't bother me anymore.

The waitress came over with our drinks, and put two straws on the table. "Have you decided what you'd like to eat tonight?" she asked in a friendly voice, looking at Johnny as she flipped her hair back shaking it down her back.

"I'll have the Portobello mushroom rigatoni," he said.

"I'll take the Chicken Parmesan Salad please," I told her. She made an sound like, "Mhmm," and tried to avoid giving me eye contact. I guess she didn't like competition.

Johnny and I continued to talk about school, and all the idiots in the world. It didn't go as bad as I thought, I actually was kind of enjoying it. We had a lot in common, so it was easy to talk to him casually. When the waitress sat down our food, my phone started vibrating. Jake. I hadn't thought about Jake at all the whole night, and I felt kind of bad.

"I'm sorry, but do you mind if I take this?; it's an emergency," I asked Johnny, knowing I would've taken it anyways if he had said no.

"Oh yeah of course!" he said. "Go right ahead."

"Thanks," I said as I got up and walked into the girls' bathroom. I pushed the door open right as I answered the phone and said, "Hey Jake."

"Nessie!" he said his voice sounding relieved. "I was wondering if you'd want to come over in a few minutes?"

"Sorry I can't right now," I told him. Originally, I would've said yes and told Johnny I was needed at home right away. But, I was actually having fun, and didn't want to leave.

"Why not?" he asked. Why couldn't Jake just have said oh okay and been done with it?

"I'm out right now," I told him.

"With who?" he questioned, his voice a bit panicked. For some reason, I didn't feel like I could tell Jake I was out with a guy. I didn't know why, I just couldn't.

"Megan," I lied.

"Oh, well maybe tomorrow?" he asked hopefully.

"Yeah definitely," I told him, but I couldn't promise.

"Kay well have fun," he said.

"Thanks, bye," I said and hung up. I felt bad, but I couldn't spend my whole life with Jake. I sat there holding my phone for a while, thinking to myself. I wondered who I'd end up marrying.

I couldn't marry a human, nor could I date a guy for a long time, or he'd start to get suspicious as I would have dramatic changes in my growth. Once I stopped growing, they'd get suspicious to why I looked the same and never changed. I supposed I could tell them I was a vampire, like my dad did with my mom, but it didn't seem that easy. I got so lost in my thoughts that I forgot I had a date to get back to. I put my phone back in my purse and walked back to the table. "Everything okay?" he asked.

"Yeah," I lied, "my mom just wanted to tell me she wouldn't be home till late, and needed to confirm what time I'd be home by."

"Oh okay," he said. Once we finished eating, we went back in his car and he drove me home. He walked me to my door and said, "I had a really nice time tonight."

"I," I began, "I did too," I said with a smile.

"Goodnight," he said.

"Night," I said back. He turned around to go back to his car, when he stopped and said, "Hey Ness?"

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Well, you see, I had a really nice time tonight. And this may be too soon, but I was wondering, only if you'd want to, I was wondering if you'd want to go out another time maybe?"

"Yeah," I said surprising myself, "I'd like that."

"Cool," he said, "I'll see you at school tomorrow."

"See ya," I said. He walked back up to me and kissed me on my cheek, then went back to his car and left. I unlocked my front door and walked in quietly. I stepped really carefully just in case anyone was home. I was about to walk up the few stairs when the hall lights were turned on.

"Oh no," I said.

"That's right," a fragile voice said.

"Caught?"

"Hell yeah," Aunt Alice said. "You weren't getting glammed up just cause you felt dirty!" she said. "You went out on a date!"

"Look, Alice it's nothing, it's just-..."

"Your first date!" she cut me off. "Why wouldn't you let me give you a makeover?"

I turned around to face her. "I didn't want you to go all out! I really didn't care that much about it."

"Go sit down," she told me pointing to the couch. I walked over to the quaint living room of our cottage. There was a dark green couch with a matching chair that extended out with a foot rest. In front of the couch was a fireplace, with a flat screen T.V. above it. I sat on the couch and waited for her to come over. She stepped carefully and sat down next to me.

Brushing out her skirt she said, "Just tell me next time. I promise I won't attack you."

"Okay," I said, but I didn't think I would.

"So where'd you go?" she asked.

"Varcinie's," I spit out.

"Oooh did Jake and you have a good time?" she asked wanting to know more.

"Yeah we"- I cut myself off hearing the name, "Wait who?"

"Jake," she said with a smile.

"Why'd you assume I went out with Jake?" I asked disgusted. Her face got a bit confused and then had a panicked look on her face.

"Did I say Jake? No no I just,"

"Aunt Alice!"

"Please dear just call me Alice," she said trying to change the subject.

"What's going on?" I asked her getting suspicious.

"Oh nothing I just…" she stopped to think about what to say next.

"And why are you here?" I asked. "You're supposed to be out hunting."

"Oh please Nessie," she said, "no one gets anything past me."

"Why'd you think Jake asked me out?"

"He hasn't yet?" she asked quickly covering her mouth.

"What?" I asked getting really freaked out now.

"Oh look Jasper's probably getting back now and I promised him I'd be home for him bye Nessie!" She quickly left the house without even letting me say a single word.

I ran up the three stairs into the hall extremely confused, and changed into my pajamas. I put some navy, soft shorts on and a white tank top. I lay on my bed trying to think. Why'd she assume Jake was on a date with me? And why'd she say he hasn't asked me out yet? Nothing made sense anymore.

While thinking to myself, I heard voices and the shutting of the front door. Everyone was home. Much earlier than expected too. It was only 7:30. I didn't bother going downstairs to say hi, so I fell asleep deep in thought. I dreamed about the date I was just on, except Johnny wasn't there. Jake was instead.

We were talking and laughing and having a great time. Then he took me home and we were about to kiss. Right when our lips touched, I woke up sweating. "Just a dream," I whispered to myself. I was really freaked out about this whole Jake thing. I checked the time.

1:30 AM. I smelled an unfamiliar scent coming from downstairs, so I decided to go investigate. I tip toed over to corner of the hall, and peeked out to see if I could spot who was there. I was about to go down into the living room when I saw a flash of Alice. What was she doing there? She had her cell phone in hand, and was staring at my parents on the couch.

"Come on pick up pick up!" her fragile voice whispered. I heard a mumbled sound come from the phone that I assumed was hello. It sounded groggy, so the person must have been sleeping. "Hey," she said.

"Who- is?" I heard.

"This is Alice," she answered in the phone.

"Oh shut up dog and listen to me," she snapped. "I don't think it worked." "Oh you know what I'm talking about!" she said a bit louder now.

"Shh!" my mother told her.

"Sorry," she mouthed. "Do I have to spell it out?" she said into the phone softer now.

"I-M-P-R"- "Yeah now you know what I'm talking about," she said in a sassy tone. "Well I don't think it worked mutt." I heard a loud chuckle come through the phone. "Well, she was on a date last night. D-A-T-E!"

"Mhmm that's right. I thought she would automatically go to you." "Well it looks to me that she's around the age where it happens," she told the person through the phone. She was talking about me. I don't know what her problem was, but I needed to figure out this whole Jake thing and I needed to figure it out soon.