Part three
Renesmee and Alice went out shopping in nearby Port Angles . This was what her Aunt Alice lived for however she new the future ahead. In knowing this Renesmee couldn't help but try and pry.
"Alice," she sang,"what's bothering my father? What could bother him about a bon fire with Jacob?" They walked into a fancy clothing store. The population inside looked at the two women as if they were goddesses, but then they turned away.
"You know I can't see neither your's nor Jacob's future." Alice was playing coy and Renesmee was entierly aware.
"Come on Aunty Alice. You might not be able to see me but I know you can see my father. So come on give up the information." She was winning Alice hated it when she refered to her as an aunt.
"Fine just don't call me an aunt again. I'm too young to be one. Well...in theory anyways. Your father is just overly worried about some of the Quilleutte boys..." Alice trailed off but Renesmee wasn't going to press the matters because she got what she wanted.
"Thats strangely...odd. Oh well. Alice what exactly are we shopping for?" Renesmee was occasionally looking at a few cute tops but didn't really know what she was looking for. She had plently of dresses, jeans, shirts, skirts, etc. So why were they still shopping?
"I know Edward is just having some natural fatherish feelings. Here I know the perfect outfit you can wear tonight." And with that Alice grabbed Renesmee's hand.
For the next two hours Renesmee was constanly in the dressing room. She tried on everything, well it seemed like it anyways. She even tried on this gorgeous looking blue dress that complemented her body fondly. When she came out Alice let out a girlish shriek high enough that only dogs might hear.
"I knew this was the dress for you. It's almost as if it were taylor made for you." She gave herself a little pat on the back. Her smile widened over her fangs exposing their true beauty.
"Alice I'm going to a bonfire not the prom. I can't really go hike in the woods in a cocktail dress." Renesmee had to admitt it was her Cinderella dream dress but what was the use of it? She didn't have an occasion for the dress.
Alice was pouting now. " But, it looks so good on you. A dress like this is special and shouldn't be wron by just anyone. A special dress for a special girl. We're buying it. You never know. You might need it. Alice winked slyly in the mirror making sure Renesmee caught the slight action.
After another half hour Renesmee finally got the perfect outfit. A brown torso lenght jacket with light brown fur around the edge, a beautiful tight fitting red shirt, a pair of skinny jeans, and some cute knee length boots with matching fur at the top. Jacob would be amazed at how she would look tonight. It happened slowly but somehow she had formed the biggest crush on her protector, Jacob. Everytime he was in her presence she thought she might blush. She constantly tried to find ways to be closer to him, and sometimes she felt like that's what he wanted too. Then again he always made himself pull away. It confused her but she couldn't make herself pull away from him. All she knew was that whatever tonight held for her it would be perfect. Everything had to be perfect tonight: for Jacob, for herself, for them. Tonight anything was possible.
