After breakfast, and plenty of begging I was able to take my four wheeler out for my first ride. I raced around the kitchen helping my mom clean up. "Stop helping me and go get dressed."
"Whoa, are you sick?" I asked her, surprised. One of my chores is to help my mom clean up after my meals. No exceptions, well unless I'm sick. That only happened once. I had a cold.
"No silly. It's your birthday. Go have fun. I'll finish up in here and meet you outside."
"No school?" I hated to have to remind her, but I knew she wouldn't have forgotten that it was a week day. Both my parents were strict when it came to my school work.
"Not on your birthday. Besides daddy gave you a little extra work yesterday to cover for today." So that explained the extra 2 hours of work he gave me.
"I love my birthday!" I yelled and turned to run to get dressed. I had to crawl to the back of my closet in order to find my rattier clothes. When I was buried in a pile of clothes I finally found what I was looking for. My ripped jeans and a gray t-shirt. Something I wouldn't mind getting dirty.
"Did your closet eat you?" My mom asked when she walked into my room.
I stood up in my pile of clothes and kicked them out of my way. "No, I had to search for these." I gestured to my clothes I was now wearing.
"Ok then. Lets get riding." She reached out and took my hand to help me over my mountain of clothes.
When we walked into the back yard my dad was sitting on my four wheeler. While my mom pulled out the camera. "Hop on." My dad patted the seat behind him.
"I want to drive!" I stomped my foot.
"Let me show you how it works first. You can drive on the way back." I shrugged and skipped over to my father.
"Where's my helmet?" I asked looking around.
"I'm driving. You don't need it." I didn't argue with him, so I climbed on behind him and turned to wave to my mom. She snapped a picture. "Hold on tight. Lets see what this thing can do." I pressed myself against his back and locked my arms around his waist.
"Ready!" I yelled, and we were off. I gasped from the sudden jolt, and I felt the vibration of my dads laughter.
"You alright back there?" He asked turning his head to try and look at me.
"Look where your going!" I screamed and dug my face into his back to hide from the branches and huge trees that were coming very close.
"Hold on!" He yelled and we were flying through the air. Did he really just drive us off that ledge?
"Your out of your mind!" I screamed as we landed on the ground. He laughed loudly and spun us around in a huge mud puddle. Both of us were sprayed with mud.
"And your all dirty." He said turning to look at me. I stayed glued to his back. "Breath, honey." He chuckled.
I waited for a moment until my organs caught up to my body and threw my head back laughing. "That was awesome! Lets do it again!"
"Don't you want to drive? I mean I'd be perfectly happy if you want me to drive-"
"Move!" I cut him off. I stood up on the seat and climbed over him. He moved back letting me take his spot in the front. "How does this thing work?" I reached in front of me and grabbed the handle bar and slammed my foot down on the pedal.
"No wait!" My dad yelled but the whole front of the four wheeler flew into the air and I let go of the handle bars to cover my eyes and scream. "Don't let go!" he yelled, and I felt his arms tight around me and the four wheeler disappeared from underneath me. The soft, muddy ground took it's place. I opened my eyes and both my dad and I were on the ground with the four wheeler growling in front of us.
"I think I let go." I turned in my dad's arms and knelt in front of him.
"Yes, I think you did. Now listen to me and don't touch anything until I tell you." He helped me to my feet and led me back to my four wheeler. We climbed back on and my dad reached passed me. He took my hands, placing them on the handle bars. Once he was done telling my what all the little gadgets did he moved his hands to my hips and took a deep breath. "When you're ready, go ahead." He sighed. It was my turn to take a deep breath.
"I cant do it." I let go of the handlebars.
"Did my daughter just say she cant do something?" he let go of my waist and grabbed my hands placing them back in their place. "You can do it. Step on the pedal." He let go of my hands. I took another deep breath.
"Help me, dad." I whispered.
"I'm right here." He reached in front of me and placed his hands over mind, and I felt better. As soon as I stepped on the pedal we were racing towards the beach. Were we really that far from the house already? There was a dip before we reached the sand and I smiled.
"I really get to make this thing go airborne?" I asked when my dad didn't make me turn away from it. His hands tightened on mine, and he slid closer to me.
"The only time you get to do this is if I'm on here with you. I find out you went behind my back and did something like this alone I'm crumbling this into scrap metal." He warned.
"Cool! I wont I promise!" I yelled.
"You have to go faster or you'll flip us over the handlebars." He sounded nervous, but I was too eager to care. I slammed my foot down and we hit the ditch with a hard bump. We went into the air and landed hard on the beach.
"I didn't flip it!" I screeched.
"I wish I made you wear your helmet. Your going to give me a heart attack."
"You're funny." I rolled my eyes. The sand hurt as it stung my arms and face, but I was having too much fun to care, and I knew it didn't bother my dad either. I turned towards the water and it was easier to ride down the wet sand. The water felt a lot better hitting me than the sand did.
"Lets get home." My dad pointed out towards the ocean where a line of dark clouds were approaching. "It's coming this way." He said at the same time I looked down at the waves coming in one after the other. Just then a bolt of lightning struck something in the distance. "Your mother sees the storm, she wants you inside. Let me drive. I can get us home faster." Before I could protest I was pulled off my four wheeler and he took my place. I climbed back on behind him and he peeled out. Halfway home the rain started. It poured immediately drenching me. One thing I hated about this Island was the storms. Even though it rarely rained here, but when it did we got hit hard. I hid my face as best as I could in my dads shirt. I looked up in time to see him stop inches from my mom.
"Inside." She yelled over the sound of the rain and the wind. I let go of my dad as she reached for me. She threw a blanket over me and rushed me into the garage.
"Where's dad?" I asked when he didn't walk in behind us.
"Right here." She said as he ran into the garage.
"I had to put the four wheelers in the shed." He shook his head to get the rain out of his hair. "Lets get you dried off."
"Did you have fun?" My mom asked once we were inside. She followed me into my room to take my muddy clothes.
"Yeah, it was great! I flipped us off the back the first time I took off. I didn't give daddy a chance to show me how it worked."
"Did you get hurt?" She took my arms to check them for scratches. I pulled them out of her grasp and rolled my eyes.
"I was with dad. The man who would kill a fly if it flew too close to me."
"You got a point." She chuckled. "Exactly where did he take you?" She asked holding up my muddy clothes.
"It was so cool!" I leaped towards her and placed my hands on her face.
"How… fun." She rolled her eyes and walked out of my room. I finished getting dressed. Since the storm didn't look like it was going to let up for the rest of the day I settled for a comfortable outfit. My favorite sweatpants and sweatshirt.
"What are you watching?" I asked when I walked into the living room. My dad was sitting on the couch with his feet up watching TV. He was already changed.
"Haven't decided yet." He patted the seat next to him and I curled myself into his side. He flipped through the channels, not finding anything interesting. "What do you want to watch?" I climbed off the couch and knelt in front of our cabinet full of endless DVD's.
"This one!" I turned and tossed him the DVD. He laughed and got off the couch to put it in the DVD player.
"Bella come watch this with us." He spoke as if she was standing in front of him.
"What are we watching?" of course she had her nose in a book. Since we moved here she threw herself into her own school work, and that medical book never left her side.
"She wants to watch the video of our wedding." I giggled when my dad's words caused my mom to drop her book.
"I thought I lost that… on purpose." She groaned.
"I've never seen it before! Come on, mom. I only have one memory of you when you were human, and it's not a very good one." I pointed out.
"Fine." She sighed and I took her hand, pulling her towards the couch.
I took my place on the floor with my favorite stuffed wolf and a blanket. I glanced behind me smiling when the screen read The marriage of Isabella Marie Swan and Edward Anthony Cullen. Neither one of them were paying any attention to the TV. I cleared my throat.
"We're watching it." My dad laughed and turned his head away from my mom.
"Wow." I breathed when I saw my mom walking down the stairs of my grandparents house. I don't think I've ever seen her look so pretty.
"I know." My dad answered me. "Stunning wasn't she."
I listened to the ceremony and couldn't hide the smile on my face. It was so romantic, and beautiful. I hope my wedding is as beautiful as theirs. Whoever I married better want a wedding as elegant as my parents was. It was my dads turn to clear his throat. Stop listening to me!
"Stop thinking so loudly."
"Mom." I wined, and she sighed. I can't wait for the day I get married. I thought, testing to see if my mom really did put her shield around me. I glanced quickly behind me and she winked at me. Good, I was alone inside my head. I brought my attention back to the video. It was the first dance.
Towards the end of the video I noticed my mom had changed into a beautiful blue dress, and she was videotaped as she said her goodbyes. I pushed myself off my stomach and sat on my knees. "Why did you change?" I asked as the video showed my dad shielding my mom from the rice storm. I giggled at Uncle Emmett and Uncle Jasper as they took handfuls and chucked it at my dad's back.
"We were leaving, and I wasn't going to travel in my wedding dress." She answered me.
"Were you going on your honeymoon?" The volume of my voice rang higher with the question, and I bobbed my eyebrows up and down.
"Yes that's when we went to Isle Esme. Took forever to get there." My mom laughed.
"You had no idea where we were going." My dad laughed. She leaned over and kissed him, and that was my cue to go find something else to do.
I made my way into my playroom I haven't talked to Grandpa Swan yet, so I figured I'd see if I can get a hold of him. Seth was online, so I clicked on his name.
"Hey, shorty! Happy birthday."
"Thanks, Seth. What are you doing?"
"Talking to you." Seth laughed at his own stupid joke.
"You're a funny one. You should have been a clown instead of a werewolf." I leaned forward laughing at my much funnier joke.
"Aren't you just a little ball of funny." Seth rolled his eyes.
"Is grandpa there?"
"Hey Charlie, there's a little person inside the computer screen that wants to talk to you." Seth turned his back on the screen as he called for my grandpa.
"There's my favorite little girl. God, you're growing up so fast. How was your birthday?" He asked as he took Seth's place.
"Great! Until it started raining. Daddy and I were out on my new four wheeler and got stuck in the storm. That's why my hair is all wet."
"Sounds like fun. We miss you kiddo."
"Miss you too grandpa."
"How's school going, for both you and your mom?"
"Pretty good. Mom is picking up on the medical terms quickly, I'm learning about the revolutionary war."
"Sounds interesting. Send your mother in so I can say hi to her."
"Okay…" I sighed and slid off the chair. I cracked the door open and the house was quiet. "Mom!" I called out. "Mom, grandpa wants to say hi!"
"Be there in a minute!" She called back.
"She'll be here in a minute." I told my grandpa when I sat back down.
"Where is she?" He asked.
I shrugged.
"What is she doing?"
I shrugged again.
"Well go see. I have to head out to work soon."
"No way! I'm not going out there. They were kissing on the couch. She said she'll be here in a minute." Just then she walked into the room.
"I'm here. Hey dad."
"Bella, hi honey. Just wanted to say hi before I headed to work." I got up and let my mom sit down.
"How's everything there?"
"Jayden is finally potty trained. Emily was excited she didn't have to change diapers anymore. Leah and Seth are here. They're doing very good, and Sue is always amazing." That conversation bored me to I flipped on my TV and my Xbox.
"Thought I heard you turn that on." My dad said as he walked into the room. "Hey Charlie!" He waved at the computer screen and sat next to me on my beanbag chair. I handed him his controller.
"No cheating this time." My dad warned me. We always played different racing games. My dad and I had all the Need for Speed games that we could possibly get our hands on.
"I don't cheat, you're just slow." I stuck my tong out at him. "My Mustang GT will beat your Dodge Viper any day!"
"Not today." He said. The timer went off and we were off racing. "I smoked you!" I jumped up and danced in a circle.
"I let you win." He said as he grabbed my arm and pulled me back down.
"You two are hopeless." My mom said as she turned off my computer and walked out of the room. "I'm going to start your dinner." She called over her shoulder.
"Sure, sure." I mumbled. "Don't hold back this time." I stepped on my dad's foot to try and distract him.
"See you cheat!" He yelled and I slammed my car into his as I passed him.
"I have no idea what your talking about." I shrugged.
We played until my dinner was ready and I ran out to go get it, and sat on the floor while I watched my dad try and teach my mom how to play the game. There's another thing that separates me from my mother. She absolutely hates cars, while I think they're the coolest thing in the world. The faster they go the better they are. The truck she had when she was human was horrid. I'm embarrassed to say that my mother ever drove something like that. I was happy when my dad told me he had Aunt Rose mess with the wires making it look like the truck died. That was genius. To this day my mom thinks it just died of old age. She knows nothing when it comes to cars. Therefore I found it extremely comical as she raced her car in the opposite direction she was supposed to be going. As if the "Wrong way" flashing on her screen didn't give it away. "Bella, love turn around. I just lapped you."
"I don't see how this game is amusing to the 2 of you." My mom handed me the controller and walked out of the room.
"Hey, at least you won a game." I pointed out to my dad.
"I'm going to beat you right now."
We played until my mom made me go to bed. Since I had school in the morning I didn't even stand a chance in begging them to let me stay up later. Like every night they both tucked me in and kissed me goodnight. As soon as my door was shut I yawned and closed my eyes.