A/N: Sorry!!!! I know it took me forever! But the chapter's sort of long. I know it's shorter than chapter five, but it takes up more space.  Tell me what you think of the chapter! Come on, when you finish hit the little review button. I'll tell God you did. It might help you get into heaven. Probably not… I don't mean to like make any one who believes/ doesn't believe in God. I believe in God. I'm Catholic. No offense to anyone who took that the wrong way…Belle

Disclaimer: Hm… Does Stephanie Meyer use write or die to get out a late chapter? If she does then maybe I'm her. But I mean, I don't think I am. Okay: I don't own anything except the plot and Zanya, Zea, Nick, and any other random character I threw in.

Chapter 6:

Talking and Amazing Clothes

Great... Talking... I hate questions. Being questioned is not fun.

Zanya looks down and see's my frown. "What's up, Zanee?" She asks.

"Questions are not fun." I pout. She laughs.

"It'll be fun. Cheer up. I'll let you... I don't know... Try any appearance on me?" She comments, trying to make me feel better.

Any appearance... any at all… That is like great. I'm definitely going to take that offer. "Fine... But we get to ask a question first!" I mumble, ending in a shout.

Every one laughs. I stick out my tongue. "Okay... I guess… um... We'll let Zea and Zanya ask a question they have about our family first," Carlisle says.

I shoot, "Why do Edward and Bella have their arms around Renesme, if they're mates. And why does she have a heart beat," before my sister can ask anything.

"Well... That's a little complicated..." Carlisle replies.

Bella explains, "The shorter version. I was a human; Edward was a vampire; we fell in love. Eventually we got married went on our honey moon; and... I had Renesme. I almost died when she was delivered, and Edward finally turned me into a vampire. Renesme is both Edward's and my daughter and she is half-vampire."

"Wow..." I mutter.

"Yeah," Zea agrees.

"Our turn to ask you two a question," Esme directs.

"How are you young now if you are the two girls from Forks High?" Alice asks.

"Um... I have the power to change appearances." I supply.

"Wow..." they all say. I think I stunned them or something... It was too quiet...

"Okay. Our turn," I instruct.

Zea asks, "Do you guys have any powers?" She asks a useful question... Show off.

Edward tells us, "I can read minds, but you already knew that." I stick my tongue out at him. That guy is so full of himself!!!

Alice adds, "I have visions, and Jasper feels others emotions," while smiling up at her mate.

Poor guy... I'm probably giving him a headache with my constant mood changes. "Um... I like this talk and all, but what time is it?" My sister asks.

Carlisle looks at a clock, "About five."

She exclaims, "Drat! We have to go. I'm sorry... but... Um... We'll come again tonight."

My sister practically drags me out the door. "Hurry up, we have to get home, and you have to change us!" She hisses.

We run, well, I don't really have a choice in the matter with her yanking me along. I trip and fall. Zea giggles, "You are the clumsiest vampire in history. You know that?"

"And you're the meanest," I retort. She rolls her eyes. I laugh. "Love you, sis," I comment.

"Love you too," she finishes. Zea helps me up, and we make our way home.

When we got back to our house, I was once again stunned be its beauty. I thanked Nick for all he was worth.

"Okay. You're turn," my sister commands.

I close my eyes. I picture the two fifteen year olds we were yesterday.

I give Zanya a blue skirt that goes from light-practically-white-blue to navy. She has on a purple shirt. One sleeve is long and the other is only an inch and that side of the shirt doesn't cover her shoulder; it just sits on the side of her arm.

I picture myself with a long elegant dress. It's red. On the bottom it sort of flows to one side. The left end is about three inches longer the right end.

I have on glittery four inch heels. Zea has blue ballet flats.

Now I picture light make-up on our faces and relax. I collapse to the floor completely exhausted.

Zea smiles, "Great work," she comments. I knew she meant it.

"You look great," I comment, softly.

"Thanks! So do you," she replies. I manage to get onto my feet.

"Can we walk...? Not run? I'm way too exhausted to run." I tell my best friend.

"Yeah. Of course," she ensures me. I'm grateful. I'm not sure how much more my body can take. It's completely dead.

We head off for our second day of school.

A/N: So how was it? Hit the review button and make me happy. I'll give you a cookie  Sorry about the tense change. I didn't feel like using past tense. It was Zanya's POV, by the way…Belle