Quinn POV:

I went to visit the Cullens.

But I didn't tell Paul. He would kill me if he knew I went to see the "bloodsuckers" for no reason. So I snuck away and knocked on the door.

Esme opened the door. "Quinn sweetie!" she said happily. "What a surprise! Come on in, how's your hand?"

I looked down at my hand. Carlisle had called and said I could take the brace off. It was still slightly puffy, but otherwise healing nicely. "It's fine, thank you. Is Renesmee home?"

Just as I asked, she came running through with Emmett on her heels. "QUINN!" she screamed, making me jump. But then she gave me a big hug. "Hey woman! It's good to see you."

"Hey Nessie!" I laughed as Emmett swept me into a brotherly hug. "Dang can't breathe!"

Rosalie walked into the kitchen, wearing her stiletto heels. My feet would be dying, I swear. "Hello there Quinn," she said softly. Rosalie had taken to me faster than normal because I had made her a really cute shirt that she loved. Lucky me, huh?

Edward and Bella came in next, looking all smiley and happy. Edward shook my good hand. "Nice to see you Quinn." Bella just hugged me. Then Jasper came in, also shaking my hand. And let's not forget little Alice, who insisted she was going to take Nessie and I shopping that very minute. Oh dear, here we go.

We ended up at Aeropostale, which wasn't my favorite store. I mean, I liked it and all, but I was more of a design-my-own-stuff girl. So I just kind of watched in awe as Nessie and Alice raided the racks of skirts, dresses, and jeans. Alice ran up to me with a very cute lilac sundress. It went down to the knee, and had a halter top. She also held up a white cami. "Try it on." It wasn't a request, it was a demand.

I shrugged and nonchalantly locked myself in the dressing room, sliding off my jeans and yellow cami. I slid on the dress and looked in the mirror. Wow, it was pretty. And I looked good.

I stepped out of the dressing room and found Renesmee waiting on me, holding 7 million shirts in her tiny hands. "Quinn!" she cried. "You look fabulous! You have to get it, okay?"

I smiled, spinning around. "Okay."

When I got back to La Push, Paul was waiting on me. As soon as he saw me, he grabbed me into his arms and hugged me. "Quinn, you scared the crap outta me. Why did you go there by yourself?"

I rolled my eyes. He was so overprotective at times. "Well, I had a very nice time, actually, and I have a pretty dress for the bonfire tonight." I smirked as he just kind of looked dumbfounded. "I'll see you at 6."

And with that, I paraded into the house.