Chapter 12:
The Meadow, I wrote. That was what I chose to name my song. Well, me and my dads song.
"That's beautiful," My father approved.
I then closed the song book, and looked over towards him.
It was Friday, which meant my grandparents, uncle Emmett and aunt Rose just left for Mexico.
"Thanks." I told my dad. "So.. when will they be back with Wes?"
"They should arrive back around noon tomorrow," he informed me. "If everything goes as expected." I nodded, and got up from the piano bench.
"Thanks Dad," I said. "For helping me with this song. It's really great." I started walking away.
"Anytime, Ness." He said. I smiled back at him and strolled out of the room. I dropped the notebook onto my bedroom floor, and then continued down the hall into the kitchen. In there I could hear a familiar cherpy voice. My aunt was over.
"So, I was thinking we could go- oh, hi Renesmee!" Alice beamed up at me. Her and my mother were sitting at the table, both looking over a magazine.
"Hey auntie." I smiled. "What brings you here?" I leaned in to look at the magazine. Of course, it was a fashion booklet.
"Well, I was thinking..." she started, winking at me. I knew that look on her face. "I'm taking you to the mall!"
Oh no, not shopping. My aunt absolutely loves to shop, but i'm more like my mom - I'm happy with what I have, and don't particularly like walking around in a huge mall for hours. But also like my mother, I loved making people happy. So I always tagged along, not to make my aunt feel bad.
"Oh, great." I muttered. "When?"
My auntie stood up, and grabbed hold of my arm. "Right now!" She squeeled, and then dragged me out of the house. I managed to sneak a look back at my mother, whom was giggling and rolling her eyes. She was probably just happy that it wasn't her being forced around anymore. My mom waved goodbye to me before I was tripping out the door, still attatched to my aunt.
Stumbling behind her, I said, "But Alice, I don't have any money!"
She laughed. "Hun, I've got you covered. Don't you worry."
"But, you really shouldn't pay for me all the time..." I mumbled.
She just shook her head and opened the door of her car for me, nearly pushing me in.
My aunt Alice loved buying me things, so it became routine that she would pay for me. But I always felt bad.
"I don't even want anything, auntie." I told her, as she started the engine beside me.
"Nonsense," she rolled her eyes. "Once you get there, you'll want everything you see." And she drove us down the street and onto the highway swiftly.
Well, maybe for her. But I'm usually not too interested in new things. Like I said, I'm satisfied with what I already own. I just shrugged, and let her keep chatting.
"There is a new store that just opened," she babbled. "It's called Jack and Jill. There are supposed to be lots of great designer items there, and just your size. I'm so excited! Aren't you?" She glanced at me with a huge grin on her face, just in time to see me roll my eyes jokingly.
"Oh, come on! It'll be fun. Just wait." She assured me, like always.