Saturday, finally. I opened my eyes and sat up looking around my room. I jumped out of bed and peeked into the hallway. There was no sound anywhere. I opened my door the rest of the way and tiptoed into the hallway. I passed the living room, that was empty. I looked down the hallway that led to my parents room. It was dark, their door was closed. I was up before them? I knew they didn't sleep, what they did all night, I had no idea. Must get boring. My dad's laughter made me jump and he opened the door. "Good morning. You're up early."
I shrugged. "It's Saturday, I got excited." I watched him step out of the room and shut the door behind him. He was only wearing shorts. I looked towards their shut door.
"Where's mommy?"
"She'll be out in a minute. What do you want for breakfast?" He asked as he placed his hands on my shoulders, pushing me towards the kitchen.
I smiled and flashed him visions of me eating an omelet with cheese and ham in it.
"You got it." He let go of me when we reached the kitchen. I walked over to the fridge handing him the eggs and I took out the milk. He handed me a glass and I sat down at the table. "Did you sleep good?" My dad asked as he worked over the stove.
"Yeah, I had a dream about fish boy though. It was weird." I took a sip of my milk.
My dad dropped the spatula and turned to look at me. "What kind of dream?"
I couldn't help but giggle. "That I was hunting, and drank him dry."
"You wouldn't like him anyway. I've heard their blood tastes almost sour." My dad chuckled.
"Only one way to find out." I mumbled.
"You leave him be. It's been 3 days since we saw him. I don't think he's going to be bothering us anymore. Therefore you don't need to go fishing for him, or his family." He placed my breakfast in front of me. "Eat." He kissed the top of my head and walked out of the kitchen.
On his way out I threw him visions of me out on the beach looking for shells, alone. "That's fine! Just be careful." He answered too quickly, and I heard him pick up his pace back to his room.
I swallowed my breakfast whole and ran into my room. I threw on my bathing suite and a cover up. "I'm leaving!" I yelled as I ran into my playroom to grab my bucket of beach toys. I ran to the hall closet by my parent's room to grab a towel.
"Have fun! Take your phone, we'll call you when we want you home." My mom's voice floated down the hall. I stopped waiting for her to ask if I made my bed, which I didn't, but she never said anything else. I took a step towards their door, but shrugged and ran out of the house.
"I'm taking my four wheeler!" Even though I was outside I knew my dad could hear me. I waited one whole minute for a sign of protest, but got nothing. I pulled the shed doors open and wiped the back of my hand across my forehead. It was too hot to not spend the day on the beach. I hung my bucket off the handlebars and yanked my helmet on, which made me hotter. Since the seat was hot I sat on my towel. I turned the key, and pulled out of the shed. I even idled there for a few seconds waiting for my dad to hear the engine and come tell me I cant ride it alone. No sign of him, so I turned and sped towards the beach.
When I got there, I parked the four wheeler by the trees. I grabbed all my things and set up the towel on the sand. I reached in my bucket and grabbed my portable radio. I turned it on and set everything else up. As soon as I was done I threw my cover up on the towel, and took my empty bucked and headed towards the water. The shells that washed up on the shore were beautiful. I started a collection when we moved here, and it takes up 2 shelves in the living room now.
I sat down letting the water come up and hit me. Every so often I could catch a shell being brought in by the current. I reached for one shell, but it was a hand. "GAH!" I gasped and jumped to my feet. My bucket dumped over, my prized shells were washed away. I turned to the girl standing in front of me and growled. "You made me dump my bucket!"
"Sorry." She shrugged and bent down to grab one. "Here." She stretched out her arm to hand it to me.
"Thanks." I mumbled. "Wait, who are you?" Her long black hair hung loosely passed her shoulders, she wore a bathing suit that looked to be made out of things from the ocean floor. It looked cool.
"Names Cassandra, and you are?"
"Renesmee." I looked at her confused. "You a mermaid?" I asked. She sighed and sat down, I sat next to her.
"Yes, my father is the man you ran into the other day."
"Oh, Fish… Ashton?" I asked.
She nodded. "I'm sorry he got mad at you. We were feeding near by and he thought you were a threat. He's a little overprotective."
I laughed and threw a broken shell in the water. "Tell me about it."
"What are you?" She asked. "I don't mean to sound rude, forgive me. But I have never known this island to be lived on by humans. Not saying that I don't think you aren't…"
"Cassandra, it's ok." I chuckled, and pointed to myself. "I'm a hybrid. Half human and half vampire. My mom and dad are vampires." She gasped and scooted away from me. "Relax, I wont drink your blood. My dad said you guys taste sour." I realized what I said and quickly added, "But he never tasted any of your kind! That's what he heard. He didn't actually know you were real until the other day."
Cassandra relaxed. "Sour?" She asked.
I shrugged. "You smell like a fish to me, but who knows." I paused for a minute and looked at her. "How come we haven't seen any of you around? We've been here for a few years now."
"We move around a lot. We don't want the humans finding us, so we stay in one place for a little while and then move on. We haven't been here in 5 years, so we thought it would be safe to come back." She shrugged, and we sat in silence for a few minutes.
"How old are you?" She asked as we tossed broken shells into the ocean. We got up and decided to walk down the beach.
"I just turned 11... Well sotra."
"I'm 11 too. Wait, what do you mean sort of?" She stepped in front of me to stop me.
"Don't you need to be in the water?" I asked remembering the gills behind their ears. I shivered.
She giggled. "I am." She said and kicked water up at me. I shrugged and we continued walking. "So what did you mean before? When you said sort of. Were you turned at this age?"
"It's a long story."
"We have a lot of beach." She said, and we both laughed. I told her my life story, and she seemed to hang on ever word.
"So, that's everything. Freaky, huh."
"That's awesome! Your mom is very brave."
"What's your mom like?" I already knew her dad.
Cassandra stopped and sat down. I followed her. "My mom died when I was a baby."
"I'm sorry." I whispered. "What happened?"
"My brother was swimming in dangerous waters, she went after him and sharks got her before she came back." She whispered.
"Wow, that's horrible." I spoke softly, and put my arm around her. "Was your brother ok?"
She sighed heavily. "Yeah, it's just me, him, and our dad. That's why he's so overprotective over us. We cant go anywhere without him knowing."
"My dad's the same way. I don't have a very safe past, and neither does my mother. So my dad is protective over both of us. Where does your dad think you are now?" I asked her. She reached down and grabbed a seashell and put it in a bag that was slung across her body.
"Collecting shells."
I laughed. "My parents think the same thing." I sighed and looked down at my hands. "My dad doesn't want me talking to any of you."
"Neither does mine." She smirked. "What they don't know wont hurt them."
HA! "Easy for you to say." She looked at me confused and I shook my head. I didn't feel like getting into it. Just then a boy who seemed to be only a few years older than me walked out of the water. "That's freaky." I pointed out. Cassandra laughed.
"That's just my brother, Gavin." I looked at him and he narrowed his eyes at me.
"Dad's looking for you. It's almost dinner time." He said, and Cassandra and I jumped to our feet.
"I'm dead!" I yelled and turned to run towards my stuff.
"Come back tomorrow!" Cassandra yelled after me.
"If I can!" I yelled over my shoulder as I ran.
I reached my four wheeler at the same time my dad flew out of the trees. "Where have you been?!" His hands clamped onto my shoulders.
"Right here." I swallowed hard, and held up my bucket. "Collecting shells, like I said."
"Where's your phone?" He asked, and I turned pointing to my towel with all my stuff on it.
"You didn't hear it ringing?"
"Guess it's on silent. Sorry, it wont happen again." I said as I walked towards the towel.
"Is it?" He asked and I watched him pull out his phone and dial my number. I closed my eyes tight when my phone rang loudly.
"Ok, ok. I walked down the beach and forgot my phone. It wont happen again."
"Get your stuff, your mother made you dinner. You must be starving since you didn't eat lunch."
I walked passed my dad, towards my four wheeler and he grabbed my arm to stop me. "Why do you smell like fish?" He growled.
"I was swimming, and fishing before. Sorry I didn't come home for lunch I ate here." He narrowed his eyes looking into my mind. I showed him visions of me swimming and fishing. "See. That's what I did."
"Okay…" He sighed and let go of my arm. "Need me to wait for you?"
"No, no! I'm fine. Go ahead. Let mommy know I'm on my way home." I waited until he was out of sight before I slumped to the ground.
"You did it! You actually freaking did it!" I whispered to myself. I couldn't believe I just lied to my dad, and he believed me! "I'm good." I stood up and wiped the sweat from my forehead. "That was close though."
"Did you find any shells?" My mom asked when I walked into the house. She flittered over to me, her white sundress flowing out behind her.
I handed her my bucket. "Only a few I was looking and this g- wave came up and knocked over my bucket."
"Oh, no." My mom kissed the top of my head and took my bucket. "I'm sure what you saved is beautiful, and you could try again tomorrow." She said as she turned to wash off the shells. I ran after her.
"So I can go back tomorrow?"
"I don't see why not." She smiled up at my dad, and he winked at her before kissing her.
"But if you're going to stay all day let me know, and I'll pack you a sandwich. No more fish, you stink." She said wrinkling her nose. My dad laughed and wrapped his arms around her.
"No more fish, got it." I threw my towel on the floor and sat down at the table to eat dinner.
"Mom?" I asked as soon as my dad left her side. He walked out of the kitchen towards my playroom. He was going to talk to Uncle Emmett.
"What is it?" She turned to look at me, setting the pan she was cleaning in the sink.
"Can you put your shield around me tonight?"
"Why?" She looked towards my playroom.
"I just want to do some thinking, alone."
"Sure honey." She leaned over and tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear, and kissed my forehead. "Your mind is all yours."
"Thanks." I smiled and took a mouth full of my spaghetti. I MET A MERMAID AND SHE'S SO COOL!!! I screamed over and over again in my mind. I couldn't hold it back anymore. I owed my mom big, so I decided to finish up the dishes on my own. My mom looked at me suspiciously, felt my forehead, then shrugged and walked out of the kitchen. I wondered what was up with Gavin, he's probably just watching out for his sister. He was extremely cute though. I giggled to myself. Yeah, Ness that would go over well. Hey dad can I go out on a date with an older, handsome, merman? I grabbed onto the sink as I laughed at my inside joke.
"What's so funny?" My dad asked as he walked into the kitchen. He looked a little annoyed.
I shrugged and shook my head. "Nothing."
He crossed his arms across his chest and narrowed his eyes at me. I stared back. "Bella!" He yelled and stomped to wherever she was. I dropped my plate in the soapy water and tiptoed to the kitchen door.
"Bella." My dad said again when he found her in my playroom on the computer. I peeked around the corner.
"Hold on Alice." She said and turned towards my dad. She raised her eyebrows. He must not look happy. "Yes?"
"Why are you blocking Renesmee?"
"She asked me to."
"Why?"
"I don't know."
"Bella, I'll talk to you later." Aunt Alice said, and my mom waved at the screen, and shut it off without even looking over.
"Pull it down." He said leaning over her. I was going to step in and say something, but decided against it. I would be in more trouble than what my mom was in right now.
"No." My mom said sternly. I smiled widely.
"She's hiding something from us." He hissed at her.
"Like what? She rode her four wheeler without a helmet? Edward, we are the only ones on this island. What could she possibly get herself into?"
"Who knows! She is your daughter."
My mom rolled her eyes, and stood up wrapping her arms around his neck. "She's a growing girl, give her some privacy."
"Fine." My dad moaned, and my mom reached up on her toes to kiss him.
"Yes!" I hissed and turned quickly to go back to the dishes.
"Renesmee." My dad called after me.
"Nothing! I just thought of something." I assured him. He growled and my mom giggled.
After I was done I took a shower and climbed into bed. I couldn't wait for spring break so I could introduce Cassandra to Claire and Alyssa. I wonder what Jacob would think of her. I yawned and clutched my stuffed wolf. "Night Jakey." I whispered into the wolf's ear and closed my eyes.