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Chapter Two ~ I Live For Mondays

My breath against the hair fallen over my eyes tickled softly and I became vaguely aware of my surroundings. My eyelids fluttered and my stomach turned, remembering last night's not so welcoming nightmare. Left over fear flipped my insides. I pushed the covers of my body and wiggled my toes, stepping onto the cold wood floor. I could hear my family shuffling around below me and I absently chose the white spring dress Alice had insisted on buying. It itched my skin slightly as I pulled it over my tangled curls. I slipped on a green headband and tied on my black boots. They used to be Jasper's but he let me have them. There's something just so…so…I don't know…comforting about them. I love the smell of the brown leather. They look ridiculous on me but I wear them anyway. I pushed aside my window's curtains and frowned. Yesterday's unusual sunshine had disappeared again. The sky was back to it's regular gray self. I don't object to the rain, I like it, but the sun was nice for a change. A loud crash came from downstairs and I groaned. I hate Mondays.

I descended the stairs slowly, hardly picking up my feet. My boots clonked the steps loudly. "Jeez, someone's dragging their feet." Emmet twisted his neck to grin at me and I stuck my tongue out.

"Eee! You're wearing it! I knew you would, didn't I know you would!" Alice knelt down and started to pick up a few pieces of shattered china. Rose knelt down to help her.

"What happened?"

"Nothing really," Alice said and Rose snorted, "Your dad had a hissy fit."

I laughed, "Why?"

Rose opened her mouth to speak but Esme interrupted her, "Never you mind sweetheart. Anyway, he threw a pancake and ended up shattering that china plate I bought the other day. He's back at the cottage now with your mother."

Rose snorted again.

I walked towards the kitchen and tried to find the pancakes, "Where are the pancakes now? Did he waste all of them?"

This time Rose spoke sooner, "No, your dog friend ran off with the rest."

"Jake? I didn't know he stayed the night."

The three ladies shared a glance. "Maybe we should wait until her parents get back…" Esme said. "Wait?" I asked, "For what?" They didn't answer. I huffed and sat down next to Emmet. He was watching some cooking show.

"Hey there runt." He punched me playfully on the shoulder. Anything you wanna watch?" I huffed again and crossed my arms. He pushed me and I fell off the couch, "Fine, be that way grumpy butt." I laughed, "Grumpy butt?" He stuck out his tongue. I crouched ready to pounce and Alice screamed, "Not in your new dress Nessie!"

I sighed and made my way outside. "Psst," someone hissed, "Nessie come 'ere." I looked around and saw Jacob's head peeking out from behind a bush. I crawled over next to him.

"Why are we hiding in a bush?" I whispered.

He smiled wickedly, "We're hiding from the pancake thrower…and we're eating the pancakes." He held out a circular piece and I snatched it from him.

"Why is my dad throwing food?"

I could have sworn Jake blushed. "No reason."

I stood up and threw my hands in the air, "What is everyone keeping such a secret?" I heard the trees rustle and my mom and dad stepped out. I ducked quickly and tried to keep in the hysterical giggle that threatened to burst from my lips. Jake put his hand over my mouth and I licked his palm.

"Ew, you weirdo."

I got up and walked inside. They were back so they would probably reveal whatever they were hiding. Jake got up and followed.

I tiptoed into the room where everyone was gathered. Why did every meeting have to be a family meeting? They looked up at me as I walked in and Jake went to sit next to my mom. She smiled apologetically and beckoned me to sit down. I narrowed my eyes, "So…" My dad raised his eyebrow, "Nessie, has anything been going on you would like to tell us about?"

"Nope." I popped the p.

"Are you quite sure?" My dad leaned over the table and I blocked my thoughts.

"Yep."

Carlisle cleared his throat, "Now, Renesmee, you must understand that being half vampire, anything unusual we should take into consideration. Just like Alice's visions. Even if it's something small, or something you think to be normal, she still informs us of anything she sees."

I gulped and images flashed through my mind. My eyes strayed in and out of focus as I dug through my memory, looking for the latest nightmare. A bright light flashed and my head throbbed. I didn't want to remember. Two cold hands were on my shoulders. I looked into my father's worried eyes. "What was that?" He asked.

How could they know about my nightmares? I only told Jake and he knows hardly anything. I glanced at my wolf friend and he looked sheepish. "I'm sorry Nessie! I was worried and you, you should have seen yourself! When you were asleep it was…it, I'm sorry." He looked down.

My mother got up quickly and was at my father's side in an instant. "Edward? Love, what's the matter?" My dad's hands were still on my shoulders and his eyes were closed. He pulled them away quickly.

"Oh, Nessie. Why didn't you tell us about those? They're…terrible."

I shrugged, "They're only nightmares dad. Every kid gets them."

He shook his head, "Not like that they don't." He looked at Carlisle, who frowned, "I'm afraid I can't help unless I see them myself…but I don't want to have to put Nessie through that and Edward, what you've glimpsed will be altered in your mind from what she knows." My dad nodded.

My mom twirled my hair around her fingers, "Honey, do you think you can show him?"

My stomach turned at the thought, but I shook my head yes. She sighed in relief. "Alright. I suppose we'll leave you to it then."

Alice spoke up for the first time, "Are you sure Nessie? At times when I've had to relive my visions, it's painful. You might get a terrible headache, it could make you sick and possibly for nothing."

I laughed, "Well, thanks for the warning. I think I should though."

Rose and Emmet left the room, followed by Alice and Jasper. Esme took my mom's hand and led her out the door, "It's best for her to have the least distractions Bella." My dad left the room, his eyebrows furrowed in deep thought. I looked at Jacob. He walked out too, "Good luck my four year old fourteen year old." I stuck my tongue out, "Get outta here wolf boy."

I shuffled over to Carlisle and sat down. I chewed on my lip, looking out the window, and watched Jake in his wolf form run into the woods. I sighed and closed my eyes, placing my hand on Carlisle's cheek. "Just take a deep breath." I did. Here goes nothing…

The sky was dark. Only a few stars could be seen sparkling behind wispy gray clouds. A mirror appeared in front of me. I gasped as I saw my reflection. My five year old self smiled back. Dimples and all. My hair was tied in two pigtails and I was wearing my favorite dress. "Come on silly head!" Little me held out her hand and I followed her. Through the looking glass. How appropriate. Alice in Wonderland was my favorite book at the time. Alice loved that.

We knelt down behind a bush and little me pointed ahead, "Watch." My mom and dad were by the cottage, calling my name. I stood up but little hands pulled me back down.

"No!" She whispered, her wide brown eyes shining with something more mature than fear, "I'll go. You need to stay and watch. Please. Don't follow me."

She wrapped her arms around my neck and pecked me on the cheek, then ran to our parents.

My father swept her into his arms and threw her into the air. My mom laughed and caught her. Little me giggled happily and started running in the direction of the family house.

"Wait up Renesmee!" My mom called. Was I allowed to follow them? No, Nessie said to stay here. My father carried my mom in his arms and she laughed. They ran into the trees.

I quietly crept out of my hiding place and walked up to the cottage. The air became strangely hazy and I coughed as invisible smoke curled itself into my lungs. A strong gust of wind blew my hair in front of my eyes. "No!" I yelled. Flames began to lick themselves up my legs and I kicked frantically, trying to put them out. This only made them stronger and Emmet's voice echoed in my mind, "Stop, drop, and roll Nessie. Always remember." His voice began to sing the song over and over in my brain, taunting me. I rolled around on the floor but it did nothing. The flames simply gathered themselves on the earth as well and danced up to the cottage door. "Someone! Help please!" I ran inside the cottage and grabbed everything of value. My mom's wedding ring drifted through the black smoke and cried out as it whipped passed me. I tried to keep the photographs under my arm as I chased the shimmering band. It fell into my palm and I slipped it on my finger.

"What are you doing here?" Little me shouted from the doorway. "I said not to follow me!" The tears threatened to fall as the she stared at me with an intense rage. I collapsed on the floor, the heat of the fire making me sweat, my breathing uneven. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry, sorry, sorry."

"What are you trying to do? Kill us all!" I sobbed on the wooden floor, violently shaking my head. "Nessie?" Jake's tired voice came from behind me. I turned around and Jake rushed to me, wiping away the tears. "Don't cry, everything is going to be okay. It's alright." I laughed hysterically, "What do you mean it's alright? We're being engulfed by flames!" Jake sighed, "Silly Nessie. Calm down. They're on their way."

My jaw dropped, "Who! Who is on their way Jake! We need to get out of here! Where is little me?" Jake laughed, "Too many questions all at once. It's almost over." My stomach contracted as sparks showered on top of us. They burned my eyelids and I blinked away angry tears. Jake began to hum a familiar lullaby. "Oh," I gasped. My heart fluttered painfully at the melody. I let myself relax in Jake's arms. "Cameron's almost here." I didn't mind him. I didn't think about mysterious Cameron. I just let the melody haunt me. Why is it so familiar? My lungs yearned for clean air. My head throbbed. The lullaby swept me away and I let the pain overwhelm me.

"Thank god. Cameron, you're here."

I removed my hand from Carlisle's worried face. "That's only one of the nightmare's." I blushed.

"That was…" Carlisle looked at me.

"Frightening?" I offered.

Carlisle quirked his head, "Disturbing."

And believe it or not, I smiled.

What a wonderful Monday this has been…Not.

Well, that was fun! I hope you enjoyed it. Many things will be revealed in the next chapter. But I need my fuel…Reviews! :P

Love Always,

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