"Renesmee Elizabeth Cullen, this has to be at least the third time this week I've had to remind you of curfew." I push past my father and head up the stairs into the house. I wouldn't have known he was following me as his footfalls were almost silent. Vampire perks.
"And, this is the 2nd time you have been back later than your curfew. If your mother were to find out about your unruly behaviour this week she would-" He rambles on and I spin around and cut him off.
"She would what, dad? Mum used to go hang out on the reservation all the time with Sam and Emily. I don't think she has any considerable defence in terms of punishing me. Especially when she's been in Italy the last month" I counter and turn to keep walking up to the third floor. My father continues behind me and I hear him scoff.
"Your mother and aunt are arriving at any moment now and you haven't even tidied your room at home or done your washing! She'll think I am unfit of raising our teenage daughter. She will never leave me responsible of you again!" He has now changed the directive from me breaking curfew to my pretty much clean room. I sigh.
"Dad, relax. I'll do it after dinner" I throw my bag carelessly near the banister and see that my grandma Esme was making dinner in the kitchen. She turns and gives me an indulgent smile as I walk into my grandma's arms.
"Hi Esme!" I throw my arms around her and squeeze her. Her cool hands rest upon my back as she embraces me and steps back, her hands resting on my biceps.
"Hello my beautiful delightful grandaughter! How was the driving lesson?" She squeezes my arms gently before releasing me and going back to the stove to check on whatever dish she was cooking. Dad brushes past me to go sit down on the L shaped lounge across from the dining table and picks up the daily newspaper. I can hear him muttering something along the lines of teenagers and lack of respect. I roll my eyes. Esme brings over some garlic bread and her amazing spaghetti meatballs and my mouth waters in response. I tear off a piece of garlic bread and start picking at it.
"I mean, I didn't die so that's a good thing right?" I say around the clump of garlic and buttery goodness and nearly choke.
"Can't drive a car and can't chew her food!" A booming voice comes from the other side of the house and once I manage to clear my throat I yell back.
"Bite me Cullen"
"Renesmee! We do not speak use that tone when speaking to our elders" My dad adominishes half-heartedly, but continues reading the newspaper. I can hear Emmett's booming laugh and I go beet red with annoyance. I angrily chew off another bite of my bread, albeit this time a bit smaller.
"Sorry." I'm not that sorry. My dad huffs and I hear the crinkling of the newspaper. Esme, used to our bickering is cleaning the dishes in the sink and pays no attention to the interruption in our conversation.
"Oh darling, I'm sure you will get the hang of it soon. There is no rush to grow up my sweet pea." She says reassuringly and I smile into my pasta bowl. I'm so lucky to have at least someone who has faith in me. I see statue man (dad) stiffen even more at my train of thought. At least Esme shows her love for me. The familiar stirring of air around me and my father kisses me lightly on my forehead.
"Insufferable child." He mutters jokingly before turning to face the entrance to the stairwell. "Jasper, Rosalie and Carlisle are approaching. I can hear a whisper of their thoughts." We all stay silent trying to listen for the telltale signs of an approach, breaking of twigs and forest debris. They must be further out than what I can hear. I strain my ears and past the normal traffic of Forks, I can hear the whining of a turbo engine and its getting louder, closer. A Porsche 911 turbo. I muse to myself and dad grins.
"Mom's home." He says in a sing song voice and we both make eye contact before racing down the stairs, until we get to the final landing where I opt for sliding down the banister. Like I did as a child. Although unlike how graceful I was as a child, my awkward tangle of limbs is flung off the banister and I roll and tumble the last few steps down landing square on my butt.
"Ow." I mutter, dusting myself off. Dad just smiles and shakes his head before heading out to great mom and Alice.
"Was that an earthquake? Or was that just Nessie being her usual clumsy self?" I hear the booming voice from above and glare upwards, wishing my gaze was laser. Bite me Emmett. I seethe and I hear the loud guffaws from my uncle Emmett as my inner thoughts transmit into his. This is a weird Renesmee perk of mine. Dad hears me too and turns to me with a raised eyebrow but doesn't scold me this time. Guess things change when mom gets home. I think smugly and walk out to the canary yellow coupe waiting for the two occupants to get out.
The driver is first to get out the car and she goes to remove her sunglasses, her eyes pitch black like my father's. The little pixie girl grins at me and waves before walking to open the trunk. The slamming of the car door has my attention and I skip around after first hugging my aunt Alice and approach my mother. Both women look like models from the runway, with smooth, alabaster skin and lithe physiques. They look like they fell from heaven. Weird how Vampires are thought to be creatures from hell but are as ethereal as the angels above.
"Oh look at you! You're bigger than when we last saw you!" Mum exclaims to me and releases me from the hug. She quickly steps into dad's open arms and gives a peck on the lips. Blegh.
"Mom, its literally been 3 weeks. My growth rate has pretty much become normal since I was 10" I remind her blushing. She ignores my remark and walks to me peppering my face with kisses, while my dad removes the 6 bags of luggage from the car. Holy moly, someone was busy.
"Oh Nessie, I missed my teenage angsty bundle of joy!" She teases and wraps me in another hug, squeezing me a bit too tight for my liking. "Now were you good for dear old dad while I was away?" She says and dad snorts.
"Bella, she has broken curfew eight times in the last fortnight and she reeks of dog. Seth is also teaching her to drive in that deathtrap of a vehicle you once owned." he said pinching the bridge of his nose, as if the thought of me driving the truck was nauseating.
"Hey!" My mom objects. "That truck was my pride and joy." She wrinkles her nose at me.
"You do smell like dog Renesmee, you should go shower before bed honey." She spins on dad and follows him up the stairs. Alice had already gone into the house to great her husband Jasper who had returned from hunting with Carlisle and Rosalie in the forest past the reservation.
"And you, if you had such a problem with our daughter's antics then you should have grounded her!" she says to him and he has the heart to look embarrassed.
"Err, I didn't want to ground her in case you didn't want her to be grounded" He shuffles around and I feel my lips tug in an evil grin. And so the badger gets badgered. I hear mum and dad bickering over what punishment I should receive. I am about to get inside the house when I hear a rustling of the bushes beyond the trees. Momentarily I glance over and see a flash of brown fur but when I blink its gone. I shake my head to clear my eyes. Checking one more time and discovering nothing I head back inside to sit down and talk with the rest of my family who were gathered in the lounge area chatting and catching up. I trudge back up the stairs, listing off all the animals that live in the woods. It was definitely not a deer or a mountain lion but...I could have sworn it was a wolf.