*Disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight saga or anything affiliated with it. The wonderful Stephenie Meyer does. I don't own Paramore either.*
A/N: This chapter is my first attempt at Nessie's POV. The next chapter will also be in her POV. Please review and let me know what you think.
This morning, Momma, Daddy, and I went up to the big house for my lessons. I really don't mind them too much. They are only annoying when they interfere with my playtime with Jake. Right now, Daddy is teaching me to play piano. I want to learn Momma's lullaby. It's so pretty, but Daddy wants me to start simpler. So, right now I'm practicing scales. Scales are monotonous. Monotonous is one of the vocab words Momma taught me. After piano, Aunt Rosalie is going to teach me mechanics. I wish Jake could help, but he has pack stuff today. When I'm done with Aunt Rosalie's lesson, Momma is going to give me an English lesson. Today we are doing vocab and grammar. I really don't like grammar, but vocab is fun. I get to learn new words! And when I'm done with English, I get to go to Emily's! I'm so excited! She's more mature than some of the other girls in my class since she's a little older. Momma says I act more mature than I look, and Daddy and Grandpa Charlie say I got it from Momma.
"I'm home!" Aunt Alice called in a singsong voice. Yay! She's back! I missed her a lot. She's kissing Uncle Jasper. When they're done, I'm going to show her my class and tell her about Emily.
"Jazzy," Aunt Alice said to Uncle Jasper, "will you help me with my bags?"
"Sure, honey," Uncle Jasper told her as he walked out to the garage.
"Aunt Alice, you're back," I shouted as I ran up to hug her.
"Hey Nessie," she said hugging me back. "Did you miss me?"
"A lot," I said smiling as I put my hand to her face and started showing her my dance class. I showed her all my new friends, and my teacher, and some of the combinations we did! "Aunt Alice, I'm going to my new friend, Emily's, house today, and I need your help picking out an awesome outfit," I told her.
"Oh, I have the perfect outfit! Come on Nessie, let's go get you ready," Aunt Alice told me.
"Not until you're done with your lessons," Momma said.
"Alright Momma," I said. Am I done playing piano yet, Daddy? I thought this while touching his face and showing him that I really wanted to get my lessons done so I can go to Emily's.
"Yes Nessie," he said smiling. I like it when Daddy smiles he looks handsome. I used to say he looks pretty, but Momma told me that boys like to be called handsome instead.
"Are you ready for your mechanics lesson?" Aunt Rosalie asked me as she got off the couch where she was sitting with Uncle Emmett.
"Yes ma'am, but can I go back to the cottage and change first," I asked her. Momma and Daddy told me always to say yes ma'am and yes sir when I'm talking to adults. Momma smiled at me for remembering to be polite. At least I assume that's why she's smiling, but I don't know for sure because Momma smiles a lot.
"Okay Nessie. I'll run you down to the cottage," Aunt Rosalie told me, scooping me up onto her back. I love riding piggy back when someone in my family runs. It's so much fun. I can run fast, but not as fast as everyone else. Daddy runs the fastest. When we got to the cottage, I ran into the closet. I put on my pre ripped dark wash skinny jeans, a white camisole top out of my drawers, and my black converse high tops. I love fashion, and I will wear flats and boots, but I prefer converse over heels. Momma says I got that from her too. Aunt Alice says she'll deal with it since the rest of my fashion sense is much better than Momma's.
"Aunt Rosalie, can you French braid my hair," I asked her as I handed her my brush and a hair band. I'm still working on French braiding. Doing hair is one of the lessons Aunt Alice gives me. Momma and Daddy say it's not a real lesson, but Aunt Alice says a girl has to know how to do hair.
"Sure Nessie," she said as she began brushing and braiding my hair. She was done in a few minutes and then we ran back to the garage. "Okay Nessie, today I'm going to teach you how your Momma's Ferrari works," Aunt Rosalie said as she lifted the hood.
About an hour later, we had taken apart the engine, improved it, and put it back together. My shirt, jeans, and arms are covered in black smudges of grease. Aunt Alice just walked into the garage, gasped at my disheveled state, and dragged be back to the cottage.
"In the tub, now," she said shoving me into the bathroom.
"Yes ma'am," I said. I pulled off my dirty clothes, filled the tub with warm water, and climbed in. Aunt Alice walked back in and quickly scrubbed me down. Then she washed my hair and put conditioner in it. All of this took about three minutes since she did it at vampire speed. I climbed out, and Aunt Alice toweled me off. Then, I pulled on my robe. She dragged me over to the counter and pushed me down onto the stool. As she started to dry my hair, she asked about Emily.
"So, what's Emily like? How old is she? Where does she go to school? Does she have any siblings?" Aunt Alice asked practically non-stop.
"Aunt Alice, slow down. Emily is really nice. She is seven almost eight, and she actually likes Paramore! She dresses really cute as far as I can tell." I turned around and put my hand on Aunt Alice's face for a second showing her what Emily wore to dance class. She had on a hot pink leotard, a black tutu, and black legwarmers with pink and blue realistic looking flowers on them. She also had on black high tops with hot pink laces before she put her ballet shoes on. I turned back around and continued the description. "Emily is homeschooled, like me, but I assume that she isn't as advanced because she doesn't have vampire teachers or enhanced memory from vampire genes. And lastly, I don't know if she has any siblings," I said barely taking time to breathe between sentences.
"Okay, breathe, sweetie," Aunt Alice said as she started braiding my hair.
"You weren't when you asked me about her," I mumbled knowing perfectly well that she could hear me.
"Well, I don't have to, Nessie. Emily sounds like a very nice girl. Now let's get you dressed," she said leading me into the closet.
"Okay," I said following her. As we walked out, I caught a glimpse of my hair in the mirror. It is in a fishtail braid. I love my hair. It's long and curly and a really pretty bronze color like Daddy's. Aunt Alice handed me a pair of light wash faded skinny jeans and a pale yellow tunic top with light grey stripes and a thin brown belt around the waist. I pulled it on and slipped on my periwinkle blue converse with pale yellow accents. Aunt Alice then proceeded to look me up and down, an after giving me a satisfactory nod, she led me to the mirror. I look really cute, if I do says so myself. I smiled and twirled around.
"Am I right to think you like it," Aunt Alice asked me.
"Yes, It's amazing!" I said smiling at her as she handed me a small light brown purse.
"It has your emergency phone in it. Now let's get back to the house so your Momma and Daddy can take you to Emily's," She said walking to the door. I ran to my room, grabbed my iPod, and stuck it in my purse with the phone.
"Let's go," I said smiling. When we got back to the house, Momma, Daddy, and I climbed into Daddy's Volvo and headed to Emily's.
A/N: Just have to say, the reason Nessie's description of getting ready is so long is because ALICE MADE ME! (again, not crazy, just a character writer) and please review!