Clouded Moon

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight, Twilight's characters and pretty much everything in this story.

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By the way!! This chapter is basically the MAKEOVER, and the Before and After results are on my profile. I made them myself on a website, so please don't criticize, I know they suck. The first one is the 'before,' the second on is the 'after,' and the third one is an alternate 'after,' basically Nessie with straightened hair!!

Have a look!! The hair colour is a bit off, but I got the closest I could get!!

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7. The Makeover.

Renesmee Cullen.

I was pulled out of Jacob's room with a dangerous grip, one that tightened around my hand and didn't let go. The owner of the hand, Bella, grasped it tightly and ran faster than a speeding car, so if I wriggled, or tried to, I would probably hit the wall behind me.

She ran fast.

She finally slowed down, and stopped in front of what looked like Alice's room, from what I knew. I was sweating and breathing heavily, while she was at ease, calmly smiling, not a drop on her pale forehead. She opened the door, and Alice and Rosalie looked up, Rosalie doing something to Alice's hair with a hair dryer.

They both grinned at me, like I was a mouse in a lab, and they were going to experiment with me.

Wait. It was something like that.

Bella once again took my hand and pulled me over to Alice and Rosalie. Alice got up, exposing a deep purple swivel-cushion chair, the kind you see in expensive beauty salons. She motioned for me to sit down, and I did.

Looking straight ahead, I caught sight of myself in the heavily-lighted mirror.

How I wished I could take my glasses off, throw them across the room and let them break. How I wished I could take one of Alice's brushes and style my hair professionally. How I wished I could wear makeup.

But I didn't know how.

Alice found me frowning, and put her hands on my shoulders, looking at the exact same reflection I was staring at. But her frown was upside down.

Alright, I know that's kind of a stupid thing to say, like a mom thing, but it really was.

Like the mirror image of my mouth, plus the exposed teeth.

Alice's hands suddenly became strong, and she whipped me around, so that I faced her.

"Now you'll look in the mirror only when we're done with you."

Wait, what did she mean, done with me?

She pulled out a digital camera and snapped a picture of me. The flash blinded my eyes.

Rosalie took her hair dryer in one hand and a black brush in the other. The hair dryer, with the push of her fingers, turned on, and then immediately shut off, suspiciously like a gun that was being prepared to shoot from.

I gulped.

"Mailz, Renesmee," Alice said.

"What?"

"Nails."

"Oh." I put my hands into hers. Everything was sounding like gibberish to me. I was scared. Not only of the procedure, but of the outcome. I wanted to change. I really did. But I was afraid. What if they cut my hair off? Pixie cuts were apparently in. Alice had one herself!

Cold liquid brushed the surface of my fingers. I was tempted to look down, but Bella ordered my to keep my eyes shut.

What if I had black nails?!?

I shuddered at the thought.

"Lean back, Renesmee," Rosalie's calming voice said. "And take off your glasses."

I obeyed, and cautiously leaned back until my neck hit something that felt like stone. There was a place for it there, a dip in the cold material, ready for my neck. I let my neck in, and my head fell into a bowl. Another cold liquid hit my head.

A basin? Where had that come from?

My hair got washed with some sweet, fruit-smelling shampoo, and then was rinsed out again. This process repeated itself twice. The nozzle massaged my scalp tenderly.

Alice was already on my left hand. She painted, and then paused for a second, then painted again. I wondered what was happening.

My neck started to ache, just as Rosalie put on another hair product, this one softer, and more cream-like, and then rinsed it out. The nozzle shut off, and the flow of water stopped. Rosalie helped me lift my head up, and then started to towel-dry my hair.

"Towel-drying is better for your hair. You do it as much as you can, and then blow dry. It keeps your scalp healthier."

I nodded, like I understood.

Alice had finished on my nails, and was blowing on them slightly. When the blowing stopped, I heard her get up and sensed her go somewhere to the left. The sounds of things banging around told me that she was rummaging, trying to find something.

"Ah!" Alice's sweet voice said.

Her footsteps brought her back to the place in front of me, and she touched something to my eyes. It was sharp, and I squeezed my eyes shut involuntarily.

"Relax your eyes, Renesmee," Alice said. "I'm not going to hurt you."

After some inner debate, I allowed Alice to continue on with whatever she was doing.

"I'd put some foundation or something on your face," Alice told me. "But you don't need it at all."

"Mmm." I said in response, not daring to move a muscle.

When the sharp tool was gone, Alice said something I didn't expect she would say so soon.

"Open your eyes."

I opened them as fast as I could, worried she would decide to change her mind. I blinked, and couldn't see anything. I saw the fuzzy outline of Alice, and her black hair. But something else that was black came closer to my eyes. My eyes widened in fear, but Alice, once again, told me to relax.

With a sigh, I agreed, and looked away from the tool I couldn't see properly. It touched my eyelashes softly, and tugged at them, pulling them up. When both my eyes had got at least four to five of these tugs, Alice stuffed the tool back in a bottle and told me to close my eyes again.

I felt a brush this time, on top of my eyes, from Alice.

Rosalie had now started to blow dry my hair. The loud sound and heat tickled my ears, but I paid no attention. The moisture slowly dried, and left me exactly like I felt before... only cleaner, and somehow neater.

But Rosalie continued on, now using a brush, pulling it through my hair with the hair dryer blowing straight at it.

Sometimes she changed her straight movements, and made a loop, or circled my hair around the brush.

Alice had finished with the brush on my eyes, and it didn't touch my face again. She went back to where she had gone before, and returned with something for my lips. She smoothed it on, and it dragged the rest of my lip with it.

"Bella," she said. "Go do the bathroom."

Bella, who I hadn't noticed was still there, gave a, "Aye, aye, captain!" and left through a door on my left enthusiastically, like a soldier showing off his skills.

"That's fine, Rosalie," Alice said. "It's done."

Rosalie's weapon switched off, and my ears relaxed.

"Renesmee, go change into this," Alice's voice said. "You can open your eyes, but don't put on your glasses."

I opened my eyes with a few blinks, feeling sophisticated and light. Alice handed me some dress, and I went over to her mentioned door, the bathroom. Bella's figure came out of the door, and she gave me a thumbs up, before I went in. The mirror and everything reflective was covered in white paper.

I looked down at what Alice had given me. It was a short dress, very mature, the kind you wear to an office meeting. There were matching shoes sitting on the counter. It was a deep reddish-purple colour, and exquisitely beautiful.

I pulled off my hippo pajamas, and changed into the wonderful dress. I was unable to look at myself in a mirror, and so, I put the shoes on- which surprisingly fit, and wandered outside again, welcomed by Alice's gasp.

"Is it nice?"

Alice's teeth shone. "Let's see what the boys think," she said. "Just sit down again for now, though."

I sat down, and Alice opened up a tiny box on her lap across from me. She took a small, clear disc from it, and brought it to my eye. I flinched back, but she brought me closer. Staring at it, Alice placed it over my eye, and I blinked once, again, a single tear rolling down my cheek- the disinfectant solution.

My other eye suffered the same fate.

Blinking many times, I was surprised. I could perfectly see the world- Alice's face, the bed she sat on, Bella's content smile, Rosalie's nods.

Alice took my hand and led me out of the room. We went down the stairs, which were closer than I remembered.

"Um, Alice?" I asked. "Something's been bothering me... you didn't really have to give me a room. I'm just staying a night... I could sleep on the couch or something!"

"Don't be stupid!" Alice said, laughing. "I won't allow what!"

And with that, we went straight into the living room- where I had hidden from Charlotte. The four boys were seated on the couches, discussing something. We walked in, and all eyes darted to us, and then straight to me.

I turned bright red.

Jacob's eyes widened, and then he looked away.

I felt disappointed, until Rosalie spoke.

"Aww!" she said mockingly. "Jacob's blushing!"

I felt like I had just hit the ceiling.

"I'm not!" Jacob said. "I'm just a bit... surprised."

I smiled... just a bit.

"Wow," Emmett said. "This is a whole new side of her!"

"I agree," Edward said.

"She should have a look at herself, shouldn't she?" Alice said.

"You haven't done that yet?" Emmett exclaimed. "Alice has a way with things," he said to Jasper.

Alice threw something black at Emmett. Emmett, laughing dodged out of the way.

Then Alice turned to me and smiled. "Come with me, Nessie."

My hand was taken, again.

I was led out of the room, again.

But this time, I was placed in front of a full-length rectangular mirror.

I gasped when I saw myself. Was that even me? The girl in the mirror had long, styled hair, that complimented her heart-shaped face. Her brown eyes stood out, their beauty shimmering in the spotlight. They were outlined darkly, her eyelashes perfectly long, not too much, not too little.

When she smiled, she had tiny dimples and perfect white teeth.

Who was she?

But I looked away from the astounding beauty. The door had burst open- again.

"Jacob!" a familiar voice rung, again. "I'm back!"

Oh no. It was her.

DUM DUM DUMMM!!

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