Author's note:
Ok from now on I promise this story will be a romance/drama not a totally depressing angst like the last three chapters.
Everything I own is now in a truck on it's way to New York. None of us are allowed to tell anyone where we're going though. Not even Charlie. I've never moved before but my dad clued me in. we don't tell the truth about where we're going because we're totally starting over wherever we go. We already have our cover story.
Because I look so much like my dad he's going to be my 'brother' and my mom will be his girlfriend. All of us will be Carlisle and Esme's foster kids. I have even talked my parents into letting me go to high school with them. It's only because I'm older my aging isn't very apparent to human eyes and it'll stop in a year anyways.
"Hey Renesmee are you ready to go?" Esme asked after she lightly knocked on the door to my empty room.
"yeah I'm ready." I said as I quickly got the money I had hidden under a floorboard.
"I think your parents have something for you outside." she said with a sneaky smile as she left my room. I had to know what was up because my grandmother usually isn't like this. I put the money in my Prada purse and walked out the front door of my house for the last time for who knows how long.
I couldn't believe my eyes at what I saw in the driveway. Next to my dad's Aston Martin was a brand new, black Jaguar XK.
"oh my god!" I yelled as I jumped up and down like the little girl that I normally would be at my age.
"See Bella I told you she would love it." my dad said to my mom.
"I still don't agree with this she's only six and even if she was older she shouldn't have such a nice car for her first car you should have gotten something like my truck." my mom said arguing with him.
"I would never torcher our daughter with something like that dinosaur!" my dad replied with an appalled expression.
"for the last time don't hate the truck!" my mom yelled at him. I remember all of the stories both of my parents have told me about my mom's truck. I'm not spoiled but I would never drive something like that in my life. I ran over and kissed my dad on the cheek.
"thanks dad I love the car." I said sincerely. My mom looked annoyed that I took his side.
"I'm glad you do cause you're driving it to New York." he said with a smile.
"No way she can't drive and she doesn't even have her license." my mom said and was clearly trying to protect me.
"mom I can drive. Dad's been giving me lessons."
"EDWARD!" my mom yelled at him.
"what she was going to learn eventually." my dad said trying to calm her down.
"I have Renesmee's drivers license!" Alice said as she ran up to me and handed me an almost perfect Alaska drivers license. My mom put her hand on her head just like humans and Alice do when they have headaches. My dad slipped the keys into my hands.
"just get onto the freeway and I'll radio you when you need to take an exit." he said. I now remembered something Rosalie was talking to me about. She said that she had added a radio system to all of the cars. Mine must have been included.
"Edward I swear to god you aren't getting any for two weeks!" my mom yelled as she got into her red Ferrari. It took me a second to realize what she meant. GROSS!
"ok I have one rule for this car." my dad said through the window of his Aston Martin.
"and what would that be?" my dad isn't exactly the 'rules' type.
"keep it under two-hundred!" he then flashed me another smile and peeled out. I hesitantly started the engine to my car. Just hearing the purr of the engine was exhilarating. I shifted it into drive and peeled out. I quickly caught up to the rest of the Cullens. They weren't too hard to find since it was only five A.M. and all of the cars were a bit more pricey than most. I sped up and passed my mom's car.
"Renesmee Carlie Cullen I swear to god I'll take that car away!" my mom yelled over the radio system. Jeez what stick does she have up her ass?
"Renesmee!" my dad yelled over the radio. Oops I forgot that my dad can still hear me. I dropped back so that I was next to my mom's car. I turned towards her and flashed her the smile that I inherited from my dad. I may not have a totally photographic memory like a vampire but I do have a pretty good one and I specifically remember that my dad and me's crooked smile makes her melt. I heard my dad laughing over the radio.
"that's my girl." he said while still laughing.