Just so everyone knows, this is still the day Bella and Nessie are spending together, just Bella's POV, it's after they left the hospital. Just a cute mother-daughter chapter. (There will soon be a father-daughter chapter.) Hope you like this chapter! Please review! And if anyone knows how to put links to websites onto FanFiction please let me know in a review or private message! Thanks! J
Vampire Mom
Bella's POV
I glanced at Renesmee who was skimming through radio stations and singing along to some songs. I loved her singing voice, so beautiful.
My attention was caught when we were stopped at one of the stop lights and someone was complimenting my Ferrari. I grinned, I would have to thank Edward for this car…tonight.
I growled when I heard some teenage boy say "look at the hot bronze haired chick." I shot a dead glare at the boy standing on the sidewalk and he cringed.
"What's wrong, mom?" Renesmee asked.
I turned my head and smiled at her. "Oh, nothing. You are just too pretty for your own good."
"Really? Cause that dude over there just whistled at you," she giggled, pointing to a twenty something guy who was in the car next to us with the windows rolled down, winking at me.
I shook my head, rolling my eyes. "If you are nice enough to keep that guy alive, don't tell your father."
Renesmee laughed out loud and the light turned green. I stepped on the gas and the car sped forward. The top of my Ferrari was back and Renesmee's and my hair was blowing around our faces wildly. Of course, it was Forks so the sun was hidden, but it was September and it was warm.
"So Aunt Rose and Aunt Alice are planning a Thanksgiving feast already? And Thanksgiving is in November? " Renesmee asked.
I giggled, "yea. I am not sure why though."
"That's Alice for you," she sighed.
"Yep. So, are we going to see a movie in Port Angeles?" I asked, staring at the road, flicking the turn signal on.
"Um, yea. We should get dinner first, its" she brought her wrist to her face, looking at her watch "6:30, and I am hungry."
"Okay, we can go to La Bella Italia," I suggested, remembering the little Italian restaurant that Edward took me to when he had saved me from a near death experience when the men tried to make me go home with them. It was pretty much our very first date.
"Dad says that's a great restaurant. He said there was some 'history' there…" she raised an eyebrow at me.
I laughed, "yes. That was the first place your father took me on a kind of date thing. It wasn't really a date because he saved me from almost getting kidnapped by a bunch of guys. But, it was where he told me he was a vampire. Well, more like where I confronted him about how I knew he was a vampire."
She nodded, "let's go there then."
"Okay."
We left Forks and soon entered Port Angeles, people stared at us there, too. I parked on the curb of La Bella Italia and stepped out of the Ferrari. Renesmee did the same and we walked to the door, a man held the door open for us and the woman at the front desk showed us to our table.
"Can I get you anything to drink?" She asked, flipping her hair behind her shoulder.
"Nothing for me, thank you. Renesmee?" I motioned to her.
"Just a water, please. Thank you." She said without looking at the menu.
"Alright, your waiter will be right back with that." The hostess mumbled and then left.
"So," I began when the hostess was gone. "How is…" I didn't know what to ask.
Renesmee laughed. "Don't strain yourself, mom."
I sighed. "What's going on with your life right now? What do you want to do?"
"I want to get my drivers license," she said instantly.
I raised my eyebrows. "Really?"
"Yes! I want to drive!"
"Well…your father can teach you how to drive. He is a good teacher." I suggested.
"Thanks mom! I can't wait. I will talk to dad about that."
"I'm sure he would love to help you."
A blonde waiter who was about eighteen came to our table with a pencil and paper pad, he set down Nessie's water on the table. "Hi, I am Mark. What can I get you to eat?"
"I am fine, thank you." I smiled up at him. He stared at me, wide eyed, for a second or two and cleared his throat, nodding. It felt weird. Even though I was in an eighteen year old body, I felt much older then that. The waiter , Mark, turned to Renesmee and his eyes widened again.
"An-and for you, miss?" He stuttered, the pen shaking in his hand.
"I will have…the mushroom ravioli please." She decided, her voice flirty. Ah, the mushroom ravioli. Good times, good times.
He nodded quickly, scribbling something down on the paper. "Okay," he mumbled, looking back at us twice while walking away. He almost ran into someone the second time he was looking back. I giggled.
"You know, I used to scold your father for dazzling people senseless. But, now I realize how hard it is not to." I giggled again.
"I know, right!" Renesmee squeaked, shaking her head and laughing softly.
When Nessie's food came, I laughed. "What?" she asked, confusion crossing her face.
"I ordered the mushroom ravioli when I came here!" I exclaimed.
"Wow, mom. You are easily amused." She mumbled, shaking her head when she stuck a ravioli in her mouth.
"I guess." I sighed.
When she was done with her food, I paid the bill and left a hefty tip. There is nothing else you can do when you have thousands of dollars lying around your house. We walked to the front desk and the blonde waiter was there. Renesmee stopped and looked through her purse before exiting the restaurant. The waiter stared at us, ogling. Nessie touched her hand to my arm and I saw that she was pretending to look for something in her purse. Before I could ask her why she showed me what she was going to do, but not with her special ability. She really did this.
She looked up at the waiter and winked at him, holding her thumb and pinkie to her ear and mouth in a "call me" sign. The waiter's breathe caught and he nodded weakly. Poor guy.
When we were in the Ferrari again, it was dark outside and the stars were beautiful. I stared at Renemee and shook my head. "How could you do that to that poor boy?"
She giggled. "I wanted to see what he would do. He won't be able to call me. He didn't even ask for my number."
I laughed. "You are such a tease and a flirt. How does Jacob handle you?" "Hey! At least I don't make-out with someone and turn them on right before I leave, like someone I know! " She shot a look at me, reminding me about earlier today. "How does dad handle you!" "Very firmly." I teased, she hated sex innuendos. Especially about me and Edward. Her face grew repulsed and she buried her face into her knees and covered her ears with her hands.
"EW! YOU HAVE BEEN HANGING OUT WITH UNCLE EMMETT TOO MUCH!"
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