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Chapter 6: Mother

As I followed Charlie home, I was struck with a sudden thought. Who were these Cullens that Dad said were so 'nice'?

Was my vampire phobia all for nothing? Was I stupid for having that kind of fear? A fear of my own kind?

Before I knew what I was doing, I came to an abrupt stop in front of our historical house.

It was the house I was born in, my favorite place.

And there was someone I truly did not want to see inside.

Mother. Renee`.

So, she had become a vampire after all? What was she doing inside Charlie's HOUSE?

"Dad? Why is Renee` here?" I burst, speaking my mind.

Wrong words.

"Umm…we're married, Again." He responded, I could tell he did not want to mention it.

"When was the wedding?! Why didn't you call me?!" I shrieked.

I stepped backwards, planning to step back into my expensive car and go back to Mrs. Newton's house list. It was beginning to look better and better.

"It's okay. She's changed. She's not the same person she used to be."

"Fine. I'll see how much she's 'changed'." I answered.

As we neared the door, I stopped.

"YOU go first. It's your house, after all." I said,

You're house, you're wife, you're life,,,

I was not prepared for what happened next,

I was in a check-pinching frenzy, pulled into a bear hug. Eugh…my mother. She hasn't changed that much, as far as her habits go.

"M-mother!" I yelled in between pinches,

"Oh, Bella! I haven't seen you in so long, sweetie!" She squealed.

"Old habits die hard..."

"Hmm? What'd you say, pumpkin?" She asked, pulling away from our embrace,

Sweetie. Pumpkin. Grr! Why me?

"Oh, I haven't seen you in forever, Pudding! And all you can say is Mother? Aren't you happy to see me?" She muttered.

No. I'm not.

"Yes, Mom! I haven't seen you in forever! Of course I missed you!" I lied.

"Great! Let's go shopping Saturday! I know you'll love it!" She joyously stated.

No. No. No! No I won't enjoy it. She should know that!!!

I can't stand these names…she better not call me "Pudding", "Sweetie", or "Pumpkin" in public.

I'm starting to get REALLY annoyed by my Mom's constant bubbliness.

"I've invited a few people for you to get to know…" She trailed off.

"Wonderful! I can't wait to meet them, Mom!" I replied.

Not.

Still not.

This day just keeps getting better and better.

"Who did you invite, exactly?" I asked my Mother.

"Just a few people. Three boys, and three girls."

"They're names, Mother?"

She was beginning to get on my nerves with her dumbness.

"Um, okay. The three boys are Mike, Eric, and Tyler. And the three girls are Lauren, Victoria, and Tanya."

"Mike…as in Mike Newton?!" I shrieked.

"Yes, is that a problem?" She asked.

"No…" I answered.

Yes. That is a HUGE problem.

Great. They all seem like people I'm going to hate. Most definitely.

"They're here!" Mom squealed.

She had forced me to wear a tight black dress, saying that it was 'formal'. Ya, right.

"Hello, Mrs. Swan."

"Hello, Mike! Oh, come in Tyler!"

"Hello, Isabella."

Great. Mike Newton.

I watched as he looked me up and down, then bent down to kiss my hand.

"Bella." I corrected.

I then retracted my hand before he could kiss it. Eww.

"Ah! Eric, Victoria, and Lauren! Only one guest left. Welcome, you three." Mom shouted,

Why is she so happy all the time?

I looked at the almost completed group of people.

Mike. He had small, gelled spikes for hair, a round, baby face, tan skin, and blue eyes.

Tyler is an African American with black hair and brown eyes.

Eric is a short Oriental with black ear-length hair and hazel eyes.

The girls that have arrived, Victoria and Lauren, were pretty for humans. Wait…Victoria. No, not human. Definitely not. Vampire.

Lauren was a skinny blonde with baby blue eyes. She looked like your average Barbie Doll.

Victoria, a vampire, had long, fire-colored hair, red eyes, and a round face.

"I'm here!" I heard a cheerful voice yell,

Tanya. Another vampire?! I wonder if Victoria or Tanya belongs to the Cullen coven…

Wait. Of course! She's one of those girls who likes to arrive "fashionably late".

She was a fair-haired girl with black eyes and of course, the signature pale skin.

I was in for quite an evening.

After they all left, finally, I was left alone with my parents. Great.

"So, Bells, are you ready for school tomorrow?" Charlie asked, trying to lighten up the mood of the room.

"Uh, ya. I guess so. I'll of course be prepared for people to ogle at me ALL DAY LONG." I replied sarcastically.

"Pumpkin, stop being so negative. I'm sure it won't be that bad." Mom giggled.

I almost blew up right then and there. I can't take all of her cheeriness! I don't want to burst her happy bubble, though, So I contained myself.

"I'M. GOING, TO. BED," I fumed.

"Good night, everyone."

"I'll come in and tuck you into bed, Baby." Mom jumped up.

"Oh, no, Mom. It's okay. Really." I answered.

She doesn't even know how creepy that sounds...

I can't believe she wants to tuck her 117-year-old daughter into bed!!!

THE NERVE!

How does Charlie put up with HER?!

She's always happy, pretty dumb, doesn't even know me, and is already getting on my nerves.

I sighed into my pillow as I thought about what I was going to have to go through the next day.

Tomorrow is going to be one of the worst days of my life.

Well, might as well enjoy my overrated life while it lasts.

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