Disclaimer: I own not Twilight, or Xclusive Fashion
When we got back to the house, my Aunt Alice and Aunt Rose nearly threw me into the shower, talking about how we would have to go to the mall to get me a new outfit for the party tomorrow night. I sighed; this is one of the few ways I am like my mother. I hate shopping.
I took a nice, long shower, trying to put off the shopping trip. "Nessie!" Aunt Rose called "Get out of the shower!"
"One minute!" I called back. Well, I guess I need to get this over with. I pulled on the clothes that they had laid out for me; a skirt, a cami, a flannel, and a pair of grey flats. I brushed out my long, curly, bronze hair, and put on a headband. I walked down the stairs, where I was ambushed and thrown into Aunt Rose's convertible.
"Hey!" I yelled. How degrading, I thought. I heard Dad laugh from inside the house, so I mentally stuck my tongue out at him as we drove down the drive to the highway. Just like every other house I have ever lived in, it was a few miles out from town.
When we reached the mall, my aunts were jumping up and down in excitement. I sighed and let them drag me from store to store, trying on a variety of outfits. It wasn't until we got to Xclusive Fashion did they pause.
"Wow, I love this place!" Aunt Alice said.
"Me too!" Aunt Rose exclaimed. Then I saw it. The most perfect outfit in the world, a perfect replica of the outfit that I had worn the last time I saw Jake, the outfit that we had bought in Seattle.
"That one," I said, walking up and grabbing one in my size. I went into the dressing room and tried it on.
"Oh, Nessie," Aunt Rose said, staring in awe at the short, frilly, black dress that fit my body perfectly.
"What do you think?" I asked, knowing I would buy it even if they didn't like it.
"It's perfect!" Aunt Alice exclaimed. I walked back into the dressing room and changed back into my clothes. Then we went up and bought the dress. I already had shoes and accessories to go with it. Tomorrow night would be almost perfect, almost because Jake wouldn't be there.
The next night, Ricky came to the door to get me for Jamie's party. Ricky was one of my best friends here. I would miss him when it was time to move, but I couldn't wait to move, since it was decided that we would be moving back to Forks when it was time. Ricky and I kept up a light conversation the whole way to Jamie's house.
"Ricky, Vanessa!" Jamie called. Everyone at school new me as Vanessa, due to the fact that 'Renesmee' isn't exactly a name that you would here anywhere else. Our names had to be generic, so we could return to schools we had already been to.
"Hey, Jamie," I said. She looked really pretty, her shiny silver dress complimenting her blonde hair, the hair that was just like Irina's… But I wouldn't think of things like that tonight. I would have a blast at the party.
We had partied late into the night, and I don't recover from parties that quickly. I slept until almost noon, when I was awoken by loud banging and yelling down stairs. I raced down them and ran into the living room.
"What is going on?" I yelled.
"Pack up, we're leaving," Dad growled.
"What? Why?" I asked, completely confused.
"When he was in town today, he heard someone realize what we are. We need to get out of here," Mom said, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Are we going to Forks?" I asked.
"Yes, now go pack!" Dad yelled. I raced upstairs and ran to my wardrobe, and threw on my clothes. Aunt Alice and Uncle Jazz came in and helped me pack all of my things, which wasn't that hard, since all I did was read, listen to music, and surf the web. It took us about ten minutes to pack my entire room, maybe an hour to pack the entire house. By two, we were on the road, headed home.
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~Isabelle~