Chapter 2- First time at First Beach
Renesmee's POV
"There's our little miracle! How was school! Did you play nice with the humans?" My Aunt Alice whispers from inside the house. I was glad she didn't raise her voice. It sounds so much prettier when she whispers. I waited until I was inside the house to speak.
"School was fine. It always is. Can I show you?" Before Alice answers I place my hand on her cheek and show her my day. Editing out all the loneliness and conversations about Skylar. Alice seemed pleased with my day and danced over to the couch.
"I'm so glad you enjoyed school! Your mother seemed to dread it, even though she was the bell of the ball. You seem to enjoy the spotlight a little more," Alice says approvingly. "And your fashion sense is getting much better with age." Alice gives me a 100-watt smile.
"Good afternoon, Renesmee. How did your history project go? You got the A, right?" Jasper says as he finds his place by Alice's side. I smile and nod.
"I can't wait for the next project, I just love listening to your sides of history. You can make it fun," I smile. My fakeness is slightly bringing down my mood. Why can't I just be happy? Life would be so much more enjoyable.
"There's my favorite niece! Did you try the pizza? I always bought that when I went to school," Emmet's voice boomed as he came down to greet me, "I liked to pick the food that would disgust Rose the most, but you probably shouldn't tell her that…" Emmett laughed so loud it seemed to shake the walls. I chuckled when Rose was standing next to him.
"Renesmee doesn't need to tell me when you are always so loud!" Rosalie chuckled and playfully punched Emmett in the arm.
"Have any of you seen my parents? They are usually the first to meet me?" I ask worriedly. I wonder if Daddy tuned into my thoughts last night. They were lonely and irritated thoughts. Mainly directed at Mom. I didn't mean anything by it though. I just cant help these dang hormones!
"Yes, they said something about going hunting. Sorry," Alice said pityingly. Mom and I always hunt together.
"Oh, well that's cool. They can get some alone time. I didn't need to hunt anyways. I think I'll just go do some homework," I reply numbly hoping my nonchalance was taken.
I didn't start my homework immediately. There was no point if Mom wouldn't be here to tell me to. So I called Gwen instead. Good mind-numbing girl talk is just what I need.
"Where are you Renesmee? We are supposed to be here together, remember?" Gwen yelled at me when she picked up her phone.
"Oh, sorry! I forgot I had to do…the cooking tonight! Esme wanted a night…off," I finish lamely. Even Gwen could see though that excuse.
"Renesmee, if you aren't down here is thirty minutes I'm coming to get you!" With that, Gwen hung up.
It is a lot easier to sneak out of the house when your psychic aunt can't see you because you are a freak. I knew I would get caught when I came home. I'm betting on it too. If Mom and Daddy are mad at me then I can apologize for all my thoughts in the same go! Victory!
I've never been to First Beach before. We don't swim in my family. Something about them scaring away the underwater creatures… but I still knew where it was judging on the amount of cars.
The turnout was huge for Forks. Everyone from school and a few other kids from the Reservation had showed up. Many people were in the water but the rest were dancing on the shores. The mood was intoxicating. Jasper would love it here. That thought brings me sadness. For the first time ever, I have knowingly disobeyed my parents. I shove that sadness down when I see Gwen perched on the front of this old Volkswagen. It looks like a Rabbit. Man, I bet Rosalie would just love to look at that. No, bad thoughts. No family, just humans. No mystical creatures, just humans.
I do a slow run over to Gwen and hug her when I reach her. I feel her tense up instantly. She doesn't like it when I touch her. She doesn't know why and won't say that it bothers her. But it does. I just can't help it. My emotions just overwhelm me and I have to be friendly to her. Friendliness comes with hugging. Sorry.
"How did you get over here so fast?" Gwen asks. I ignore her and sit next to her on the old car.
"Whose car is this, is it yours?" I ask, hoping to sidetrack her. It works because Gwen points to a tall, dark, and visibly muscular male.
"It's Jacob's car. He rebuilt it himself."
"Does he go to our school?"
Gwen shakes her head. "No, he goes to the Reservation school. He's part of the Quileute tribe. Do you want me to introduce you two?" Gwen grins evilly and before I can respond to reject the offer she calls out his name.
Jacob is a giant. I thought he was big from across the beach but he is so much bigger. Not only is his body sculpted but he is one of the most beautiful people I have ever met. When my eyes meet his there is nothing but shock on his face. He seems to be scanning my face for the meaning of life. I think I'm doing the same thing because before I know it Gwen is uncomfortably clearing her throat.
"Jacob, this is Renesmee. Renesmee, this is Jacob," Gwen says proudly. Like I'm a sort of prize. Like I'm special. Ha.
Jacob recovers quicker than I do. He holds out his hand and waits for me to reach for it. I eventually do. He is warm. No one feels warm to me. Maybe he is sick.
"Hi, I'm Jacob Black. You said your name is Renesmee?" Jacob asks in a rough voice. When he says my name it sounds strangled. Like he never wants to say it again. Or maybe it is just because it is an unfamiliar name.
"I didn't say that. But yes, that is my name. How do you do?" I say as I shake his hand.
"I'm fine. Is your last name by any chance…Cullen?" He drops my hand as he murmurs my last name. I nod curiously. I wonder if I'm in shock. Can I go into shock? "I used to know your mother. You have her eyes." Jacob says lamely. His pulse is quickening. His rage is tangible. But why? "Can I talk to you over there?" Jacob suggests and points to a fallen tree that could be used as a bench. I nod and slide off the car.
"How do you know my mother?" I ask when we are both sitting. Jacob stares at me, marveling me.
"I knew your mother, past tense, Nessie," Jacob whispers.
"What did you just call me?" I ask, curiously.
"Nessie. Renesmee is too long. I told your mother that when she told me your name. You look like a Nessie," Jacob says matter-of-factly.
"If you knew my mother then, why don't you know her now?" Jacob's intensity in his eyes makes me swoon. No human has ever done that. Not even Skylar.
"Your mother is dead…isn't she? Didn't you kill her? I saw her die!" Jacob says through clenched teeth. His body seems to be shaking slightly. I should fear his outburst but curiosity overrules me.
"My mother is not dead. Bella is not dead. Daddy saved her. I would never hurt her…" Except I did, last night.
"No one ever told me that. I just assumed…I'm sorry Nessie. I have to go," Jacob stands up and hold out his hand for me. I take it and he lifts me off the log. He kisses my hand and walks away. Leaving me with the emptiness I thought was finally gone.
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