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A/N: Okay readers and friends, I got a good news/bad news situation here. The bad news is that I had a hard time figuring out when I wanted the chapter to take place (I wanted it to come in the middle between Renesmee being two and twenty. Just to be a quick taste of their life before the Cullens reemerge.) With that being said, I ended up cutting it. I just couldn't make up my mind, sorry.

But here's the good news, I still have a chapter that explains Renesmee and Bella's life before the Cullens come in play. Plus, it means the Cullens come back earlier, YAY!

Okay, this chapter takes place twenty years from the start of the story (Renesmee is 20yrs old :))

RPOV (Renesmee)

I hit play on my iPod and started singing along.

"Pink. It's my new obsession. Pink. It's not even a question…"

I started pulling out my clothes from the boxes to hang up in my closet. I had twice the amount of clothes as mom; and the only reason she had so much was because I was in charge of her wardrobe; she just couldn't admit it to herself.

We had moved to Englewood, a small town in Ohio, about a week ago. Mom actually decided to rent a house this time since we had some money saved up. She had been working part-time jobs during the summers since I turned ten. She was crazy independent and was determined not to spend anymore of Aunt Alice's money. She had even put a lot of the money she had spent back into the "cookie jar fund" that Alice had left us.

Mom had left about an hour ago to explore the town and register us for school. She wanted me to come but I wanted to decorate; and she had no desire to nest.

We had created a pretty believable back story over the years. It worked a lot better after I stopped aging. Now that we looked the same age, we actually looked like sisters.

We had created papers that said we were emancipated because our mother died two years ago and our father was in no state to care for us. We used the last name Swan; even though I used the last name Cullen whenever possible.

We made up fake names for 'our parents' on the emancipation forms; we couldn't use Charlie or Renee's incase someone tried to contact them. Both of them thought Mom was traveling in Canada as a low-budget reporter for a newspaper that we made up. They were used to not seeing her anymore and didn't put up much of a fight. At least, that's what she told me.

Our mother's name on the forms was Karen and our father was Mark. I got to choose the names; they were former neighbors when we lived in Bainbridge Island when I was two. They were really nice to me when we passed them on the street and really liked Mom. They always brought food over because they felt bad for the "single mother." We ended up throwing a lot of food away.

I looked over my closet; I had color-coded it out of habit. I should do Mom's… she'd have a fit. I laughed as I thought about rearranging her closet. She would only notice if it was color-coded. She wasn't a fashionable person or into clothes, although she didn't dress ugly; just casual, way too casual.

When we were driving to Englewood, I was asking about the potential shopping possibilities. She was smiling to herself as she mumbled 'mini-Alice' over and over again. Apparently whenever I would finally meet my Aunt Alice, we would get along great because of my shopping habits. I can't wait!

"Wicked little girls, kiss the boys and make 'em cry…" I continued to sing along with my iPod while looking around my room. It was girly; it killed Mom how girly I was. I loved clothes and fashion, but I also loved being outdoors and could hold my own whenever some stupid guy would practically "stalk" me at school. It happened at least once in every town.

The first few times, Mom scared them completely shitless. It made me feel so embarrassed to have my mom fight my battles, especially since she was pretending to be my sister.

One day she was too far away when this guy, Matt, tried to flirt with me at my locker. I looked at him twice making sure he was who I thought he was. He had a girlfriend, actually, he had two; they just didn't know. I told him I wasn't interested but he was relentless. Finally, I leaned in and whispered in his ear that I would tear him apart, and not in a good way. He looked up confident and then saw my eyes. He walked away quickly. Apparently I inherited the "vampire-stare."

Mom didn't worry as much after that but she also rarely left me alone in public either.

I walked over to my nightstand to get a drink. I had started trying human food about ten years ago and even though I still didn't care for it; there were a few things I would eat or drink. Sprite for one was my favorite beverage, ever. I liked it even more than blood. I could drink it forever and probably never get enough of it.

I liked sweet things in general, like cookies and candy. I wasn't fond of spicy or hot foods, so Mexican was completely out. I barely ate meat; it was just a bit of a let down when there was no blood to accompany it. I ate lots of fruits for the most part. I'm a picky eater…

I placed the drink back down and looked at the pictures on my nightstand. There were three. One was of me and Mom from when we leaved in Odessa. I had taken it before we left to visit Forks. I had wanted a picture of us with the house. Mom held me close to her chest and smiled more to me than the camera. I loved that picture, it was sweet.

The second was one I got from Aunt Alice's room in Forks. It was of the whole family, minus me; since I wasn't around yet. All the couples were standing together. Grandma and Grandpa held each other's shoulders smiling beautifully. Uncle Emmett had his arms around Aunt Rosalie waist while her head was on his chest. She had a weaker smile than the rest, but still looked happy and content. Aunt Alice was leaning into Uncle Jasper while holding Mom's hand. Dad had his arms around Mom; they both looked so happy.

The last picture was one that I hid from Mom till we left Forks. She had said I could take anything I wanted but I was afraid she might change her mind for some reason. It was a picture I had found in Dad's room. It was of Dad looking at Mom while she slept on his lap. I could tell it was taken on the couch in the Forks house. Mom looked peaceful. Dad looked… grateful.

When Mom found the picture in one of the boxes she didn't say much. She looked at me and smiled but then put it in the box and walked away. I wasn't sure why. I figured she must really miss him.

She never mentioned that photo again and just looked past it whenever she saw it in my room.

"The spaceman can't get high; I'm coming back to my girl by July…"

I got lost in the music again and ended up in the living room of the house. I had to put away all of our books and music. It was a task all in it self. Mom could have done this in no time… She was fast, vampire fast. I could run swiftly but I didn't have the ability to move like she did.

We had taken a set of shelves from a house we found abandoned in Syracuse. It held all of our CDs and books; even the educational ones.

Mom had started homeschooling me when I was three since I was so curious. She had me learning everything to the Arizona State Standards in Education. Everything that seniors in high school knew, I knew by the time I was seven. I picked up quickly and started to stump Mom with my questions.

***FLASHBACK***

When I was eight she realized that I wasn't aging anymore. She decided we could enroll in high school from that point on, but we needed good back stories and documents so we never got questioned too much. She had fished out the folder from Aunt Alice and started doing research to be prepared.

After she left to go to the library to e-mail Grandma Renee about her "grad school experience," I went back to the trunk. I had seen it before but never looked inside; Mom didn't open it much. I sat next to it and pulled out the keys. Did she have another car? I laughed and pushed them to the side.

I pulled out a copy of Romero and Juliet. I had read it before and liked the story. When I had asked Mom if she read it, she had changed the subject. I opened it and her name was written inside. She has it, but hasn't read it? Sure… why'd she lie? I couldn't quite place it but I figured she had a reason.

I pulled out a CD next, it wasn't labeled but for some reason I figured I could listen, at least, to part of it before she caught me snooping. I put it into her old CD player and put on the headphones. It was classical, maybe something originally written, but not endorsed for publication. I continued to listen while I shifted the old clothes in the trunk. I felt a piece of paper under a pair of shorts. It was a letter from Aunt Alice… to my Mom.

Bella,

I'm so sorry that my brother can be such an idiot. Scratch that, he's a complete dumbass for leaving you. Believe me when I tell you, he will regret it. In fact, he already does, he just won't admit it yet.

I'm not sure if you'll find this note. I'm about 86% positive you will. I know, uncertainty is a rarity for me. But I'm having difficulty seeing you now. I have no idea why and I'm not allowed to talk, or think, about you right now so I can't discuss the possible reasons.

But I am seeing glimpses. Very confusing for me, mind you. First I see that we will meet again. But I have no idea when or where.

Second, I see that you need my help. Or rather, you need things I can provide. I don't know why you need this stuff, but you know I'd do anything for you. So here is you're big box of goodies!

I know you'll need money too so I left some petty cash at the bottom. But in case you get into real trouble, there's a credit card too. I know you will never use it. I don't need my visions to tell me that. But if you ever get into trouble or need me, use it! I'll find you, I promise. And don't worry; he doesn't know any of this. None of then do.

I don't know why you'll need this stuff but I know you'll be okay somehow. I'm sorry I didn't say goodbye. Remember you ARE my sister.

Alice

By the way, blood's in the fridge. Why you need that, I'll never know!

I knew Aunt Alice helped us and I knew she left the credit card and money for Mom but… Dad left Mom when he had a choice? Why? It was obvious that Aunt Alice didn't like what he did; but he must have had a reason. Mom said he needed to go because Grandpa had to move for work.

It didn't make sense. And I knew I couldn't ask Mom about it. If this was true, she probably didn't want to talk about it. I had so many questions and decided they were for Aunt Alice. She wouldn't lie to me, I don't why I thought that, but I was certain.

***END FLASHBACK***

I thought a lot about my Dad and family over the years but above all. I wondered if they'd like me. If they'd accept me. If Dad would be a dad. Mom always said they would love me but I just wanted to know for sure. I would've sought them out if I could, but I couldn't leave Mom. She was my rock and I was her everything.

"I've got a funny little feeling; my arms are shaking like a lightning rod, yeah! I'll cannonball right through the ceiling, and sink my teeth in till the feelings gone, yeah!"

I kept thinking about Dad, while I cleaned up the empty boxes and took them out to the curb. As I was walking back inside, Mom's Audi pulled up.

"Hey honey! Done unpacking?"

"Yup, everything's put away."

She walked up and put an arm around my shoulder while I wrapped my ear buds around my iPod and put it into my pocket.

"So are we registered?" I knew we were but I figured I'd ask anyways.

"Yes, Renesmee. We're registered and school starts next Monday." She wasn't a huge fan of school, especially high school, either but public school was cheap and we couldn't afford college on her unpredictable, part-time salary; so we just started over every three years and moved to a new town.

"Did you get our schedules?" She always tried to have all my classes with me, but over the years, my interests started to sway away from hers and I wanted to be more independent.

"Yes, we only have two classes together but we have lunch too." She looked disappointed, probably because she couldn't spend time with me while she was bored. I smiled at her.

"We'll deal. Wanna hunt?" I wasn't really hungry but I was tired of being in the house. And I wanted some "Mommy time" with her. I knew she would want the same thing.

"Sure, we can hunt and explore. I'm dying to see the forests around her."

"I'll bet." We ran into the woods that lined the back of our house and started going at full speed as soon as the trees blended behind us.

A/N: So yeah, it's not a long chapter and I'm sorry for that. I just wanted to set-up Bella and Nes' life after twenty years together a bit. I hope I made everything clear but if I didn't, please let me know. I'm like ten chapters ahead in my head and might miss something.

I promise more action is coming! The Cullens are coming next chapter… hehe!

Here's a few things that I think might need to be cleared up as well:

Jacob may or may not be mentioned in the story. Lots of people have asked and I'm considering mentioning him soon but he won't be involved, unless I totally change my mind or come up with a fantastic idea :)

Alice is seeing flashes of Bella but has no idea where she is because she's rarely away from Renesmee. Renesmee is pretty much completely blocking her power.

Venom secret will be revealed in the story later, promise :)

Renesmee's intelligence was nurtured by Bella. She homeschooled her and taught her things even before that.

Okay, I think that's it… BTW THANK YOU to EVERYONE who has reviewed. I have 270 right now and I'm stunned in a fantastic way!

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~kmwhyte