So I got bored and neglected studying for a big test. Review to pay me back :)
Nessie
I wake up extra early on Christmas morning due to excitement. I feel like a little kid again as I lay in bed listening to my family move around preparing the day. I can already smell Grandma cooking tonight's meal. I can't really blame her though. We are going to have three wolves in the house.
Thinking about Jake and the others makes my stomach flutter. He left late last night to pick Leah and Seth up at the airport. Dad wouldn't let me tag along because he wanted me around for Christmas Eve. Part of me understands why he made me stay, but I am still am little upset. I really am eager to Seth. He is so much fun. I have missed him more than I let on.
I'm excited for the gift exchange later. It was really easy finding gifts for everyone in my family. It was Jacob that gave me a hard time. I wanted to get him something extra special. I hope he likes what I finally settled on. Mom says he will love it, but I'm not so sure.
The sound of Uncle Emmett's booming laugh pulls me from my thoughts. I glance at my phone to check the time. If I go up now I won't look too eager. I just don't want my family to think I am waiting on Santa or something. I want to act grown up. After a moment's thought I decide that a shower will kill some time and make it obvious that I'm not in a big hurry to open presents.
Rolling out of the warm comfort of my sheets, I run to my closet and grab the closest sweater, jeans, and underwear. There's no need to look extra nice today. I can always change before dinner if I am not dressed up to Alice's standards. In the bathroom I turn the shower all the way to hot and begin to undress. There is a small, round bruise where Jacob bit me yesterday. So much for wearing my hair up today.
I hop in the shower and savor the burning sensation on my skin. I love extra hot showers because they remind me of Jake's skin. I mean the water gets hotter than he is, but it still somehow makes me think of him. It's probably because the hot waters steams up the bathroom so much that when I dry off, I sweat a little. And when I am close to Jake, the sweat comes similarly.
I shave and shower quickly because I can smell the food. I am hungrier than I thought when I was in bed. I wonder who is going to hunt with me today. It's probably freezing out. Dad loves snow so I bet it will be him.
When I have cleaned up and gotten dressed, I make my way upstairs. The first of my family members I see are Jasper and Alice. As usual Alice is dressed far too nice for the occasion. I always have to do a double take with her. Jasper wears a green sweater and jeans with his cowboy boots.
"Merry Christmas, Renesmee," Uncle Jasper says with his shy smile.
"Merry Christmas," I reply.
"Why aren't you wearing Christmas colors?" Alice suddenly scorns with a frown. "You can't wear pink on Christmas."
"Merry Christmas to you too, Aunt Alice. It's nice to see that you're taking a break from your usual nosiness."
"I'm only making you look your absolute best. You don't have to listen if you don't want to."
"I know. I was kidding," I sigh.
"Of course you were. But I wasn't. Go change."
I do as I am told because somehow I know Alice will get her way whether or not I cooperate. When I re-emerge in a red sweater, she kisses my forehead and wishes me a Merry Christmas. Grandma and Grandpa are both cooking diligently in the kitchen when I finally make my way over there.
"It smells amazing," I admit as I slide onto one of the empty counters.
"You'll have to wait just like everyone else," Grandma says when she notices me eyeing the jell-o on the counter.
"What's for breakfast then?" I ask as my stomach growls.
Both Grandpa and Grandma chuckle. "I think Leah, Seth, and Jake are going into town for breakfast. You can go if you want," Grandpa says as he peels the potatoes. "One day off the diet won't hurt," he adds with a smile.
I am happy about this new development in my day. I love spending time with the wolves. They are just so different from my family. It's like entering an alternate reality around them. "Thanks!" I exclaim as I run to find Mom and Dad. I know I better wish them a Merry Christmas before I leave for Jake's house.
Emmett swings open his bedroom door as I walk by. He scoops me up into his ginormous arms, squeezing so tight I can't breath. "Merry Christmas, Kid!"
"Merry Christmas, Old Fart," I reply, giggling. Past his shoulder I see Rose curling her hair at the vanity. On their bed I notice the remains of what must have been underwear. Without thinking, I cringe.
"What's wrong?" Emmett asks. He sets me down and looks into his room. "Oh that." He laughs a big loud booming kind and wiggles his eyebrows. "Don't act like you're so innocent. It won't be long until you're room looks like this. Well, that is unless you follow after your parents in the sex department. They were always pretty prude."
"Ew, Emmett. T.M.I."
"Leave her alone," Rosalie scolds from inside the room.
"What?" he fakes naivety. "Sex is a natural..."
"Would you stop talking to my daughter about sex?" Mom says as she slips out of her room soundlessly.
"Someone's got to. We all know you and Edward are pretty lame in that department."
"Didn't you agree to stop making jokes about my sex life, oh about seven years ago?" Mom's lips are tugging up into a smile. I look over to find Emmett's eyes in slits.
"Rematch?" he challenges.
"Not a chance," she replies.
"You know you will lose," Emmett bellows.
"I do. And I am smart enough to know that it is better to quit when you're ahead."
"That reminds me. Bells, did I ever tell you about the boy who was born with no body?"
"Not that again!" Rosalie sighs from her seat at the vanity.
"No, I don't believe you did. Humor me," Mom says. I am intrigued by this whole conversation. Everything is more fun with Emmett.
"Well there was this kid and he was born without a body. So his parents would sit him in a bowl by a window while they were at work. And all day long this kid would just sit there and watch all the neighborhood kids play at the park across the street. Well one day a Genie appeared before him and agreed to grant him a wish. So the kid wished that he could have a body like all the other kids. As soon as he got his body he ran outside and SPLAT!" Emmett hit his hands together for emphasis. Both Mom and I jumped a little at the sudden movement.
"He was hit by a bus. So do you know what the moral of the story is?" Emmett asks Mom with a smile.
"No."
"Do you Ness?"
I think about it and shake my head. I have no clue what this story has to do with anything.
"The moral of the story is to quit while you're a head."
It's a terrible joke, but I laugh in spite of myself. Mom just rolls her eyes and pushes past us to go downstairs. "Emmett, come do me up," Rosalie demands from the bedroom. This is my que to get lost.
Once downstairs I wish Mom a Merry Christmas and wait for Daddy to appear. He does within a few minutes and I tell him Merry Christmas too. Soon I am bundled up in my winter coat and running as fast as I can to Jake's.
As I near the house the sounds of three distinct hearts becomes clear. It makes my heart pick up some speed too. I haven't seen Leah and Seth in at least three years. Will they even recognize me? Oh wait. That's a stupid question. I'm sure they have seen me in Jake's mind.
I jog up to the front door and shake the snow off my hair and coat. Jake pulls the door open eagerly and pulls me into a tight embrace. I kiss his chest gently before pushing him away. I want to see Seth and Leah.
They look exactly the same as I remember. Leah has grown her hair out a little so that she looks more feminine. Seth is the same as always. He's like a little version of Jacob.
"Hey Nessie!" Seth smiles and waves. "Merry Christmas."
"Thanks. You too," I reply with a monstrous smile. "Hey Leah."
"Hello Nessie. It's nice to see you again." She comes over and gives me a shy hug. It catches me a little off guard, but I don't object.
"Breakfast?" Jake intones with a close-mouth smiled.
"Breakfast," Seth answers happily. Right on cue Jake's stomach growls. We all laugh and head out to the car.
The ride to the restaurant is full of giggling and chuckling. Between Jacob and Seth's constant jokes, I have no time to talk to Leah. Even so, she is much more jovial than I remember her. She seems to really be enjoying herself. For the first time I realize that maybe she is moving on. I sure hope so.
I wish I could describe the look on the waitresses face when Jake and Seth ordered food. Even funnier than that though was when Leah said, "I'll have the same." I forgot exactly how much wolves eat. I thought it was just Jake who ate like a monster.
"Why are wolves always so hungry?" I ask as we eat enthusiastically.
"It has to do with the phasing," Jake mumbles through a large mouthful of pancake.
"When we phase we burn a lot of calories, fast," Leah clarifies. "It takes a toll on our bodies."
"So what would happen if you stopped phasing?"
"We wouldn't be as hungry," Seth answers before taking another gulp of juice.
After this brief conversation, we eat in silence. I can tell that Seth and Leah are extra hungry. They probably only had the little bag of peanuts on the plane. No wonder they are starving.
Throughout the meal, Jake sends me little looks. Sometimes he just smiles at me. Other times I feel him analyzing me. At one point I look up to find him staring at my lips while I eat. I blush when he licks his lips slowly, seductively. Suddenly I want nothing more than a kiss.
Jake obliges me when I sneak away to go to the bathroom. As soon as I exit the room I feel his arms around me. "I love you," he sighs into my ear. His lips find mine before I can answer. His tongue slides over my teeth and he pulls away with a smile. "You taste like syrup."
"You taste like bacon," I reply.
"Merry Christmas my Nessie."
"My Christmas Jacob. I love you too."
We finish our meal and pay the check. Jake drives me home so that I can get ready for tonight's festivities. He plans on taking Seth and Leah on a tour of Cannon Beach. Unfortunately I am not invited. I know that it is because Jake wants to talk to them alone. Most likely they will chat about me. I don't care though. I do still have some last minute wrapping and decorating. Tonight is going to be hectic, but fun.