The Hunt (Renesmee's P.O.V)
My mum and dad were watching me when I finally arose from my slumber. Their golden eyes were filled with adoration and I could not help beaming up at them.
"Good morning," mum chirped. I couldn't help but giggle at the fact that I was 16 with an 18-year-old mother. My dad laughed at my thoughts.
"What?" my mum asked, perplexed.
Dad looked at me for a second and then shook his head, the corners of his lips twitching upwards.
"Tell me later, then!" mum responded, exasperated.
"Mum, it's really not important."
"Fine, well, we're going to go hunting, Renesmee, before we go to school."
"Okay!" I responded, jumping up immediately to distract her from our previous topic.
As they gathered the rest of the family, I waited outside. I knew that I was going to need to hunt. Even though I had blood in my body, although it was very little, I still craved human blood as the main factor of my diet. Obviously my family objected and, at a very small age, I had agreed that it was better to hunt animals. I still didn't know how good my self-control was and I was not sure if I could completely resist human blood. I didn't think it smelled as potent to me as it did to the rest of my family, who were true vampires. I was a mix between vampires and humans and only I could stand a little bit of human food – but not much. Humans didn't have very good taste in my opinion, anyway.
The rest of my family burst outside at vampire speed. My eyes could make out the movement much more clearly than humans would, but I could not see every detail as perfectly as my parents described it. They started to run and I ran to catch up. I couldn't, obviously. I was not as fast as vampires. My parents slowed down to stay with me but I knew they were itching to run ahead. Just like last time, I let them go. However, last time I had run into somebody totally unexpected. Lester. There had been no wind that day – I hadn't smelled him until it was too late! I had seen him and I had to stop. He smelled delicious – of course, but being part vampire and part human meant I didn't have as much desire to drink human blood as true vampires did. I had heard my family moving towards me, smelling the human and wondering if I was attacking him. He had spoken to me, but I did not want to be rude and just leave. So I said hello and excused myself. But I could smell him now. Maybe he's looking for me, I thought. I hoped Edward hadn't been close enough to hear that. His scent grew stronger and I retreated quietly.
I caught a scent blowing through the wind. I could tell it was elk, which was one of my favourites. I could outrun elk by a fairly long distance, but my parents could outrun them by miles. Being as silent as possible, I crept up on the creature until I had a good view and then lurched from the trees. It bolted and I kept up at a fast jogging pace. When I was finished with everything, I ran back to find my family who were also coming to find me.
"Hey, Nessie! What's up?" Emmett yelled. Rosalie punched him in the arm.
"Did you find anything, dear?" Esme – my grandmother – called. It was so strange calling somebody so young my grandmother.
"Yes," I deliberated for a second, but my thoughts revealed nothing. "I found an elk."
Not to mention . . . I noticed dad looking at me and quickly thought of something else.
"Well," Alice called, excited. "You have to come with us. We're going back to get ready for school!"
My dad came over and bent down. I jumped onto his back and we ran – well, the vampires ran and I enjoyed the ride – back home.
Alice rushed around - a blur of white skin and black hair – finding the best clothes for my 'first day of school.'
"Nessie, first day of school at 16, eh?" Emmett called, grinning stupidly.
"Are you worried?" Jasper asked me.
"Huh?" I asked. "Oh, no . . ."
"Nessie, I can tell what you're feeling."
"What's she feeling?" my mum – Bella – called, racing down the stairs.
"I'm just . . . anxious."
I would not let them know that I was worried about seeing Lester again. In a town so small there were only a few schools and he seemed to be in our area - unless he wandered a very far distance – he probably went to our school. Alice and Rosalie appeared at that moment, handing over a pile of clothes. My mum was handed a pile, too and we trudged begrudgingly upstairs. "You think I could dress myself?" she muttered on her way up. I had a very stylish ensemble and wondered why Alice would want me to wear high heels to school. I was thankful that they weren't too high.
"I'm ready!" I called, descending down the stairs. My parents stood there with their arms wrapped around each other and so did every other couple. My mum looked gorgeous.
"She does," Edward agreed, answering my thoughts. Every pair of eyes flew to his. He wouldn't reveal anything.
"Let's GO!" Alice cried and we raced outside to the garage.
My first day of school, I mused as we drove off.