-No Author Note- (shocking!)

Lizzy POV

I thought we were just going to leave and go catch a movie after dinner, but I suppose I was wrong.

How about after we decide to leave I spend an hour getting a makeover from Aunt Alice. She made me try on a variety of things; from sultry things –which Mom or Edward didn't approve of- to things that covered ups o much you'd think I was a nun. But after many rejected items, Aunt Alice finally found what she thought must have made me look "perfect" for the night. (Pic on profile)

Mom and Edward protested a little bit, but Aunt Alice's skills in persuasion won over everything else.

"Come on, with six vampires guarding her, her virginity is sure to be intact by the end of the night." She'd said.

That was enough to make Mom blush and be quiet, but with Edward she had to argue a bit more with. I didn't want to go into it but eventually we all piled into two separate cars. Edward was driving with Mom in the passenger's seat, leaving me to me by the window with Uncle Jasper (Aunt Alice had told me his name) sitting against the other window staring blankly out the window. Aunt Alice was between us and she'd told me why I couldn't be in the middle, because Uncle Jasper still had trouble controlling his thirst. It made me a bit uncomfortable.

Carlisle, Esme, and Uncle Emmett were driving the Mercedes behind us. I was happy that Aunt Rose had let him come, it would have sucked without him. I expected –again- that we would just go get some food before the movie. It took me until we pulled up to McDonald's to figure out that vampires didn't eat. So I obviously self conscious as my new family was leaning over the table gawking as I slowly chewed my burger and fries. People stared at our table with weirded out looks on their faces, I wanted to evaporate.

A couple of times if my chewing slowed I'd get questions from them about why I had slowed down and what are my eating habits… I ate quicker than usual in n attempt to flee the restaurant.

When we had arrived at the movies, I'd told them I had never seen a movie before. They all gasped and delved into an argument amongst themselves as to which movie to show me first. I tried to hide my face as their shouting got louder and one of them –probably Carlisle-would yell something like "WE ARE NOT LETTING HER WATCH A RATED R MOVIE!"And Uncle Emmett most likely being the one to suggest it.

It eventually came down to either this movie called "Twilight" or "The Uninvited". They thought I'd be able to handle a scary movie so they chose to pick either a movie about a psychotic lady or vampires. I suggested watching the movie with the crazy woman because I didn't want a movie about vampires to hit a nerve, I could only imagine Uncle Emmett screaming and cursing out the screen if the vampires ate a steak or died in the sunlight. I wanted anything but for Uncle Emmett to draw more attention to us than necessary.

So based on my preference we walked into "The Uninvited". It was… weird. I mean after the Mom dies the Dad hooks up with the nurse and the girl is paranoid? I didn't get it at all! (AN- ok this is NOT how I feel about the film… I've actually never seen it. I've been writing fanfics so much I never watch TV so I had to go online and find a movie and read a review about it, sorry about people who thought it was a good movie. I apologize if you are offended.) Ok I know I'd never seen a movie before but I knew when something was good and it wasn't.

I couldn't tell if everyone thought the same way because I couldn't hear much of anything above Uncle Jaspers' and Uncle Emmett's recap on how fake the effects were. I wasn't fazed by the effects because I knew they were all fake, I knew they weren't really hurt or anything. I knew what real pain felt like. I felt disgusted throughout the movie as the actors faked screamed; sure it took guts to scream when you weren't hurt! Yeah right. It took guts to not scream when you were being tortured. I told them I had to go to the bathroom, Mom followed me.

"Sweetie is something wrong?" She asked when we got into the bathroom.

"No Mom it's just… different."

"Well it takes a little getting used to- trust me, they're really good people." She reassured me.

I gawked at her. Had she really thought I hadn't been enjoying myself and that I didn't already love –most- of them?

"M-mom, you honestly think I don't like them? I love them! I just… never have been out before."

She took me in her arms. "I'm sorry Lizzy."

"Sorry? For what?"

She sighed. "For being such a horrible mother, no matter how scared I was of Jacob I should have done everything in my power to get you out of there. God, I feel so idiotic for making you promise me that you'd stick it out until college! Ugh! Lizzy I'm more sorry than I could ever express to you! I mean you have been deprived of all of your childhood experiences! I mean you've never even been o a movie for god sakes!" She paced hastily; I was thankful that the restroom was empty, this would definitely cause stares.

"Mom- MOM!" I contemplated slapping her and the pros and cons.

Her breathing regulated and her eyes closed for a moment.

"I-I'm sorry I flew off the handle like that its just… I've been feeling so guilty lately and, I just had to let you know that!"

"It's ok Mom, I love you."

"I love you too sweetie."

When we walked out I noticed a group of boys a good three years older than me staring. And what they were staring at was anything but my face. Ugh, such pigs.

I felt Edward's arms wrap around my shoulders as he threw them a death glare; they cringed back and quickly walked into theatre 8.

I could hear Uncle Emmett doing everything in his power not to go into a laughing fit. Edward never thawed out as we walked out of the theatre. He then released my shoulders and we all crossed the street to our cars –hand in hand-. I felt like a preschooler, I need to be lead somewhere and everywhere.

When we got back to the house Esme and Carlisle offered us to spend the night; Mom gratefully accepted. Now Mom was able to sleep in Edward's room- but that only left the little matter of myself and where I would sleep. Aunt Alice offered to let me stay with her in her room, I declined politely. I could only imagine what she would do to me and how many designers' names would be involved. I asked if I could just sleep on the couch in the living room, they agreed without another word.

I thought about the night and I was on the verge of sleep when I felt a cold hand stroke my arm. I thought it was Uncle Emmett so I opened my eyes with a sarcastic remark all set and ready. Except it wasn't Uncle Emmett.

It was Aunt Rosalie.

Ok sorry for the cliffy but I just couldn't resist! Reviews make meh smile!