Authors Note: And this is why Alex never saw Renesmee. I have stated for a while that Renesmee was going to to something stupid, Edward predicted it, and here it is.

Chapter 37 - Vanessa

Renesmee's POV

I was mad at Jacob. I hated him. I just wanted to escape, just for a while, go to Alex's and cool off. I had recently finished building my baby, Jessie, and had promised to introduce her to Alex. Which was the perfect excuse to go see her.

I drove there myself, on Jessie of course, the wind from my ride helped to calm me down. However when I arrived at Alex's it was Blake who answered the door. His jaw just about hit the floor and his eyes raked every curve of my body. Usually that would piss me off, but today I just couldn't care less. As he noted every detail of my leather clad body I cleared my throat and demanded, "Where's Alex?"

Blake blinked and brought his surprised gaze to my face. "Sleeping." He mumbled in shock. He looked behind me and I knew this to be true. Alex could sleep until the early hours of an afternoon if you let her, and I could hear her soft breathing upstairs. However there were three other people in the house. "Is... Is that yours?" I followed his gaze to see him looking at my motorbike.

"Yeah, that's Jessie." I shrugged it off. I had had a bad day and I was in an odd mood. The only thing stopping me from running upstairs and waking Alex was her stuttering brother.

Blake was always so calm and in control, I was always too embarrassed to form coherent sentences. I enjoyed this new found power over him. And I would not mind exploring it.

"You have a motorcycle?" He asked me in shock.

"Yeah." I placed my hands on my hips. "You got a problem with that?"

I look on his face was priceless, this was definitely cheering me up.

"No," he said to quickly, "of course not. Actually that's really cool." He assured me. This was fun. "Look um... Me and a couple friends were gonna head out for the day." He stumbled over his words. I was loving this. "Would you like to join us?" I considered his request seriously.

I could go with them and continue this game, or hang out with my best friend who will take hours to get out of bed. "I guess I could spare a few minutes." I shrugged and within 15 minutes I was following his friend's car to the secluded spot they had picked for their get together. The great thing about the places we chose to live was that they had no shortage of secluded places.

Once we arrived Blake introduced me to his friends. "Nessie," He began. "This is Ty," He gestured to the boy with short black hair, green eyes and a ridiculous leather jacket. "Z," He gestured to the girl with died black and blond hair, brown eyes, and a tight low cut blue top and tight sky blue jeans. "And Sam." He gestured to the last girl with pink hair, and light green shirt which hung over her obviously padded breasts, and short slightly darker green skirt, the whole ensemble revealed her dolphin belly button ring. Basically they all looked fake. "And guys this is my sisters friend."

"She better not be a lezzo." Sam declared, crossing her hands across her breasts in defence.

Her comment instantly offended me as I my best friend is a lesbian and I would not have her degrade people for their sexual preference before caring to find out what kind of a person they were. "Well if I were, I would not be into some trashy whore like you who can't even tell that her boobs are A cups, not C cups." I told her defiantly.

Sam looked like I had slapped her across the face and the others just burst out laughing. "You're alright kid, you're alright." Z said as she finished laughing. "So what's your name?" She asked.

"I'm Renesmee." told them. "But my friends call me Nessie."

They all looked at each other as though I had just said I was an alien. "No kid, what's your name." Z persisted.

"No I'm serious, my name is Renesmee." I insisted, unsure of what she meant.

"Yeah and my name is Suzie." She informed me. "My name is Z." She instantly contradicted herself. "Renesmee, sounds like a fairytale princess. What is your name." And now I was beginning to understand. She was asking what I wanted to be called, because Renesmee wasn't cool enough for them.

I was fitting in and I wouldn't ruin it by refusing to pick a cooler sounding name. The problem is, the only nickname I could think of from Renesmee was Nessie. And then I remembered the fake name my mother had chosen for me when we faced the Volturi. "Call me, Vanessa." I told them.

"Hmm," Z thought for a moment. "V, I like it." I had passed the test. It was a stupid test, but a test none the less.

And after that they all unloaded the copious amounts of alcohol from the car and offered me a drink. I had never had alcohol before, I didn't know how my body would react. But at the moment I really didn't care how stupid it was. I wanted to do something stupid. "Sure, why not." I said taking the beer from Ty.

Authors Note: It may not seem so bad now, but well get back to them later. After another look at the concerned family.

~SophieAngel69