Twilight: Sunrise
Chapter 4:
An angel. Think Ness. Think. How much time has passed since leaving the room of councilors room. A minute? 2 at most. My mom and dad will be here soon. What do I tell them. Do I tell them? I know for sure they have no idea they exists. None of my family new. I've never heard of Angels other than foketails and legends. Even the Bible. But evidence of Angels in our world? No I know they don't know. Michael doesn't want anyone to know either. He told me don't say anything. Should I even honor that. He's not a friend. I don't owe him anything. 7 minutes. What am I going to do about this whole fight situation? What was I going to tell my parents? Will they believe I was doing it because I felt there was no other way? They put hands on me, I was never taught to NOT defend myself. Trying to shift the blame over them is sure to go well with them. No that wasn't smart. I'm going to take whatever they throw my way. Whatever consequences they saw fit. I can do that, be mature. Cause and effect. But I was not going to be pulled out of school. That I will fight tooth and nails. I can learn, hear their advice on how to handle a BULLY. Surely, they'll see my sincerity in wanted to take responsibility, but also learn from this and grow. 6 minutes. What was angels doing in this school? Why were they here? What did they want? Why out of all schools my parents enrolled me in, would there be another mystical kind of being here too? Why was Michaels friend so antsy? They were here to talk to the principal... or was that just an act? A facade... Michael seemed so normal. Polite. Good. Was he even good, or was he something else entirely? My head was spinning. I didn't know what to think or do. Why do I care so much? Michaels eyes looked so gentle when they were staring back at me. Why was this secret of Angels kept? My kind had no idea of them. Human or Vampire. If the Vampire didn't know, I know the werewolves didn't either. 5 minutes. I could smell the sent of my mother's car, I can hear the speed she was going to get here. Or was it my dad driving? Most likely Daddy. He drives faster. My mom hates driving fast. I could here my mother telling my father "slow down, we'll be there in a few minutes, she's fine." Of course my dad was worried. It wouldn't be him if he wasn't. Worried for me or the girl? More so me. Mommy cared just as much but she wasn't blinded to the world the same way daddy was. My mother and me are his world. I could have killed everyone in this place and daddy would still be worried about me first. I can't tell them what I seen. Daddy would take it out of proportion. Hunting them down until he knew their intentions. 4 minutes. Maybe 3. With creatures unknown so close to me mom and dad wouldn't take any chances. They would pull me out of school. For sure. No questions asked. I would have to figure this out on my own first. I want to know their strengths, abilities. This was Intriguing. This was nothing close to normal. Just a few minutes ago, that's all I ever wanted. Normalcy, a simple life. I didn't want anymore parts of the mystical world. Here I was, destined to never be normal. Normal just wanted in the cards for me. I understand that now. But, why was I so proned. Why did it have to be this way? 2 minutes. I would make Michael tell me everything. I wanted to understand. I wanted to know why he was here, why he wanted to talk to the principle. Was there more of his kind? I wanted to know if all. But most importantly, I wanted to know HIM. Who was he? This person that changed my whole view on my life around. I didn't want normal, I accept that now. Mom and dad were in the parking lot now. Walking at human sped. I flirted back to the councilors office. Expecting my parents any minute. They would be here in 3 minutes tops walking at human speed. I know this irritated them. I couldn't help but smile. The councilor was fixing her papers, eyeing me questionably. "Bathroom." I told her. "Did you feel that earthquake, are you scared honey?" "No. I'm okay, thank you." She was fixings her clothes now. Stretching out her wrinkles in the suit dress attire she was wearing. My parents walked into the office now. My mother acting frantic. "My sister, Renesmee Cullen, I'm looking for my sister." I knew my parents knew where I was, they could hear my irregular heart beat right in the next room. My mother was talking to the other councilor, I'm guessing that was in the room now. I can smell about 3 in here. "Ah, yes. The one involved in the incident this afternoon." - I cringed. I know my parents must be fuming. "Right this way, Ms. Cullen." "Mrs." my dad corrected him. It was so strange. My parents still got jealous when someone showed interest to the other. It was comical and annoying at the same time. "Yes, yes. I'm sorry. 'Mrs.Cullen'" icy on the misses part. Whoever this was wanted no parts of my dad. People were usually scared of vampires. Their body knew it was protecting itself, self preservation, from something, only the didn't know what. "Right this way please". Guiding them to the room I was in. I could here the irregular steps of the councilor and the perfectly graceful steps of my parents. Practically dancing while they walked. You could not mistaken the differentiations. Even as a mere human. I braced myself for the impacted. My parents turned into the room. My counselor composed herself. Sitting up straight immediately. Coughing, trying to catch her breath, she reached to shake the hands of my parents. I know what was running through her mind. Where on earth are all these models coming from. There was no mistaking the perfectly crafted figures that walked through her door looked like. It was breathtaking. I knew the beauty of my parents. I lived with theme My mother was the one that reached out, reaching yo shake hands, she was wearing red gloves at the time. I'm guessing to prepare herself for shaking hands and making nice with the councilor. "We can not express how incredibly sorry we are for this. I assure you this is her first time and does not reflect Renesmee's character in anyway." My mother said in a voice that sounded like it just descended from heaven. My father looked at me, examining me making sure I was okay. Like I wouldn't be. I'm indestructible, what did he think. "I'm sorry daddy." I mouthed, I know he could read my lips. He gave me a faint sympathetic smile. I didn't deserve my fathers love. In his eyes I could do no wrong. I was his baby girl. His miracle daughter. The hope he never knew existed he would always say to me. He was still disappointed that I exposed myself in such a manner. I didn't listen to the "keep it low key," warning the consistently told me before enrolling me. "Mrs. Cullen, your sister was involved in an incident and the family is considering pressing charges. No one could see what truly happened because it was fairly fast. The situation escalated so quickly." The councilor broke off. "What did Renesmee said happen?" My father asked the councilor?" Star stuck through councilor just looked at my father dazed. I don't even think she heard the question he asked. Probably have an internal fight with herself. She was in her own world at this point. So many different emotions showing through her dull brown eyes. Her voice cracking, "We haven't gotten that far. I - I - I haven't asked her her side yet... handso... Mr. Cullen?" The councilor tried hiding, blushing hot red at this point. "Well let's ask her than." My mother said anger in her voice. I think the lack of self control on Ms. jones pissed my mother off. "What happened Nessie?" I was surprised, my mother was using my nickname when she spoke with me. What do I say? Self defense, standing up to injustice, bullies? What was the beat excuse to get my parents to understand. Looking at them, I didn't want to disappoint them. I sighed and looked down at my feet. "I'm sorry Bella and Edward. I was completely irresponsible. One of the girls here were giving a girl a hard time. I know I should have walked away and minded my business. But, well, they were hurting her. I tried to help the girl. They threw her food on the ground. I went to go help her and the girls put their hands on both of us. I... I lost my cool and pushed her. I'm so so sorry. I was irresponsible. This is on me. I take full responsibility. I'm sorry I disappointed you." I didn't realize it but a tear was forming in the inner part of my eyes. I fought hard to keep it there until it dried. I didn't want to cry. I was already in trouble enough. Crying wouldn't make the situation worse. "Renesmee," my father was holding me by my side. "Standing up for what's right is what our family is all about." My mother chimed in, "Yes, Edward... but fighting will not solve the problem, we need to find different alternatives. That's why we're here in the office. We are here to assure the school and Renesmee that this will not happen again. But we also want to make sure Renesmee is safe as well. Bullying?..." she raised her eyebrow to turn and look at Ms. Jones. "I really hope that is not tolerated in this school, along with fighting. Please inform the parents and child that pressing charges will not be in their best interest. We will combat that. I will not allow for my d... Renesmee to be bullied. I hope there is going to be implementations for the other child's actions as well." Stumbling. Ms. Jones seemed to find some composure. "We will be taking into consideration all aspects. No need to worry. Both parties will be given investigations and fair treatment. I will discuss with the Principle what he would like to do. As for right now, both parties must take a week suspension. School policy." "Completely understood, Ms. Jones." My father broke off before my mother could say another word. It seems as if he knew she was going to snap. I never seen my mother so tempered before. I was a bit confused. I've always seen my mom so calm and happy. I know it would be best to keep my mouth shut that's what I did. "Bella, honey. Let's go my love." As frozen as a statue my mother seem to be trying to compose herself, it was a scary sight even for me and I was her daughter. I felt a little bad for Ms. Jones. I watched her wince a little bit. My mother shook of her shirt and said "of course honey, Nessie. Let's go sweety." What what is this? What in the world is going on? I didn't imagine this alternate "Future and Mother didn't seem as mad as I thought. OK either my mother snapped or it was a logical explanation for all this. OK Nessie. Ok...
We walk to our car in silence. Mother and father holding hands and hand. I don't know what I was in for but I was scared. As we got in the car my father started driving. Once we exited the parking lot, Mother turned around and started speaking to me. " Nessie, sweetheart you have to start being more careful. I know you're not capable of just fighting somebody so I know you had to have a logical explanation and I'm gonna let you tell me but first, want to tell you, you have to be careful in school you have to think smarter than these other kids you have to be more calculated than the other children here in the school. Me and your father trust you more than anything in this world please tell me what happen baby." "The girl was a bully mom. I couldn't even believe people could be that nasty to another person." Tears started rolling down my face and my voice started to crack. "Oh, mom. Dad I wanted to help the girl I want to protect her. They treated her terribly and she didn't even know how to protect herself. It made me so angry I forgot that I needed to be more careful. I am so sorry mom and dad. I'm so sorry Mommy I'm so sorry daddy! Will you ever forgive me? " I put my face in to my hands instead they're trying to compose myself. I don't know why I bursted out like that but I really was sorry my chest hurt. Just like that my parents for gave me I had a week of suspension but I didn't realize that my family had more trust in me. Now I have to figure out exactly what was going on with… Michael. And that's when I had my first Dream. I dreamed of Michael that night but it was confusing me and… Made absolutely no sense… It was almost like I moved into another time… Déjà vu... but into the future...