Nessie's POV- The next day
I groaned as the sunlight began to shine through my window. I looked over at my digital alarm clock sitting on my bedside table—6:07 it read. For seven hours I had been laying here trying to sleep. Seven entire hours spent thinking of all of the best and worst possibilities that today could bring.
I pictured each of them based on what little information I already knew and tried to imagine how they would be when they got here. As mentioned before, I had found out small bits of information from Aro over the years, but I still didn't have a very good idea of who exactly these people were. Going along with this, Aro hadn't seen or spoken much to the Cullens in over a hundred years which was more than enough time to change drastically.
I sorted through the information that I was certain of. I knew their names. There was seven in all. Carlisle and his wife, Esme, were for all intents and purposes the heads of the clan. They were the parental figures for the others. The others were comprised of Alice, Jasper, Rosalie, Emmett, and my father, Edward Cullen. I've been told multiple times that my personality and love for all things related to fashion resembles that of my Aunt Alice. I've also been told that my sense of humor and desire to protect my family resembles that of my Uncle Emmett. Other than that, I only know very broad details about the rest of my family.
Apparently, my grandfather, Carlisle, is incredibly smart and compassionate, as is my grandmother Esme who is supposedly has heart of gold. My Uncle Jasper is immensely gifted in the field of battle and has the gift of sensing and manipulating peoples' emotions. As for my Aunt Rosalie, she is apparently beyond blessed in the beauty department, and is witty beyond belief.
Surprisingly, my father is the one I happen to know the least about. The most significant piece of information I know is that he is a mind-reader, which may end up being a problem. Over the years, my mother has been able to develop her shield to a point where she doesn't have to be focused on me in order for her shield to protect my mind. However, I don't know how strong her shield will be while she is thousands of miles away. I guess we will just have to wait and find out.
I looked over at my alarm clock again. This time it read 6:10. I could feel that my eyes were incredibly tired, but I rolled out of bed anyway. If I couldn't sleep for the past seven hours, I doubt I'll be able to now. Maybe a shower will be able to wake me up a little.
I spent the next thirty minutes showering and figuring out what to do with my hair, all the while becoming more anxious with each minute that passed. Aro said that the Cullens would be arriving this morning, which I assume to most likely be around nine or ten.
I tried to distract myself by fully immersing myself in trying to find the perfect outfit to meet my family in. I didn't want it to be too casual, but I didn't want to be overbearing in my choice of outfit.
I decided on a medium-length flowy white dress with tan wedges and a few bracelets. I feel like it falls right in the middle of casual and formal, which was what I was looking for. I quickly got dressed in my outfit, looking myself up and down in my full length mirror beside my closet.
My hair wasn't quite dry yet, but it was beginning to curl into my naturally, textured bronze ringlets. I remember being little and hating my obnoxiously curly hair. Thankfully now the ringlets in my hair weren't as tight as had been when I was little. Now, they were more loose and spread out, just like I liked them.
I took another look at my alarm clock and was pleased to see the leading digit was no longer a dreadful 6. I grabbed my phone from my charger and made my way into the kitchen for breakfast. I checked my phone, seeing that I had several notifications, including one from my mother.
Hello my beautiful girl. I hope you slept well. We just landed in Rio de Janeiro. Just wanted to check in and make sure everything's alright back home. I miss you already! Call me when you wake up. -Mama
I smiled and texted her back.
As much as I wish I weren't, I am up. Is now a good time to call?
I set my phone on the unnecessarily large kitchen table and walked into the pantry to find something to eat. I've found that while I enjoy blood much more than human food, I still need to eat it in order to get a handful of vitamins and minerals. Bleh. I picked up a box of pancake batter and walked back into the kitchen just as Jane was walking in.
"Good morning, Renesmee. Did you sleep well?" She asked. I shook my head.
"Not really. I guess I was a little too eager for today to come." I told her, yawning. Immediately I regretted my words, realizing what I just confessed to. I set the pancake batter on the counter and turned on the stove, hoping Jane didn't notice my choice of words. I looked at her. She had an inquisitive look on her face. She definitely did.
"And what exactly do you have planned for today?" I walked over to the sink and began making my pancake mix. I shrugged.
"Nothing in particular." I told her. I avoided looking at her, but I could feel her investigating eyes on my neck. She sat down at the table and I internally groaned, wishing she would just let the matter go. She'd find out soon enough. The last thing I need is for her to find out before my family even gets here and goes to rat me out to my mom.
"It doesn't sound like nothing in particular." I let out a deep breath and continued making my pancakes.
"It's another day closer to my birthday. I assume there's some sort of interesting activity planned for me today." I told her. That could be plausible. My family likes to go above and beyond with my birthdays. I guess that's kind of obvious considering it's completely believable that my family would throw a ball just for me. I looked at her face. I wasn't sure if she believed me. She didn't say anything and I finished making my pancakes.
I brought them over to the table and immediately began eating. I hoped that by doing so, she'd avoid trying to continue the conversation. Unfortunately, my little plan didn't work.
"I think that you're up to something." She said bluntly. I finished chewing my pancake and looked at her. She had her arms crossed and she was grinning at me.
"Why would you say that?" I asked innocently, trying to hide the fact that I was mortified that she had caught me in my lie.
"For now it's just a hunch, but don't think I haven't noticed that you've been acting a little strange lately." She told me. I looked down at my pancake, not hungry any longer. "…And now your heart is racing which makes me think I may be on to something." I wasn't sure what to say. She was looking at me with a knowing look. I was about to respond when I heard my phone buzzing a few inches from my hand. I looked at the caller ID—Mom.
"We'll have to discuss your little theory later." I pointed to my phone. "It's my mom". I picked up my phone and carried my plate over to the sink. Following that, I quickly answered before my mom was sent to voicemail. "Hey, Mama" I said.
"Good morning, Beautiful. It's so good to hear your voice. I miss you so much already." She told me. I smiled and rolled my eyes.
"Miss you too, Mom. How was your flight?" I asked. I looked over at Jane and she was giving me a look. She was still thinking about what I was up to.
"It was alright, I guess. I've never really been a fan of flying, but at least I know that if the plane crashes, I'll still be okay." I chuckled at her paranoid attitude. "By the way, you wouldn't believe how incredible Rio is. We just took the helicopter over the area, and if it weren't so sunny, I'm telling you—I'd be looking for a realtor. Okay, not really, but I would love to come back to explore more." I smiled. I could picture my mom's enthusiastic look on her face as she was talking to me. "Enough about me. How'd you sleep? Do you have anything planned for today?" I could see that Jane was listening into the phone call and was just as eager to hear about the second part of my mother's questions. I began answering my mother's questions when Jane was called into the throne room by Aro. I'm not sure what it was, but she looked as if it were something bad as she had a slightly sad look on her face when she left. Maybe she just wanted to hear me talk to my mother.
"Well since you ask, I didn't sleep that well last night. I'm not sure why." Or maybe I do. "And I don't know what everyone has planned for me today. Hopefully something fun." So that response was pretty generic, but I didn't feel like elaborating.
"It's too bad you didn't sleep well. And I'm sure they have something great planned! They always do. Hopefully you're not too tired for whatever that ends up being" She replied.
"It'll be fine. I'm sure that once the madness begins, I'll wake up a little. I'll probably go to bed early tonight, so if you call later on and I don't answer, that'll be why." I could hear small bits of conversation in the throne room which was adjacent to the kitchen, but I tried to ignore it and focus on my mom.
"Do you think that if I called around nine you'd still be up? I'm not sure that I'll be able to call before then." I could hear the sadness in her voice. Normally I went to bed around eleven, so if I got to bed at like nine-thirty, that would still be early.
"Oh, I suppose I could spare a minute or two." I joked. She laughed. I began walking toward the throne room when I heard everyone talking about the princess— aka me.
"Sounds great! I'll call at nine. Make sure you have your phone on you in case something comes up. I love you!" She told me. I walked through the gigantic doors that led into the throne room and stopped in my tracks at what I saw. It was them—The Cullens. They were standing talking to Aro across the room. It was only a little past seven. I thought they'd be here much later. Not that I'm complaining. I stood still, silently studying each of them.
I was pretty sure that the blonde man in the front, the one actually speaking to Aro, was Carlisle Cullen. I was surprised at how youthful he looked. He looked to be in his mid-twenties. I assumed that the woman standing by his side, looking at him adoringly was Esme Cullen. She had a gentle face and kind eyes based off of what I could see. The next one I looked to was tall and muscular. This had to be Emmett Cullen. He had his arm wrapped around an extremely beautiful blonde—Rosalie Hale I assume. She looked a little sour, unlike what I had imagined. Next to them were a petite brunette and a tall curly-haired blonde man. These were most likely Alice Cullen and Jasper Hale. My heart began racing as my eyes fell on the last man standing with them. He was tall, almost as tall as Emmett, and lean. His hair was unruly, and the same bronze color as mine. He had his hands in his pockets and was staring at the floor looking very sad.
"Hello? Renesmee, are you still there?" I heard my mom say through the phone. I saw as everybody in the room turned their heads to look at me.
"Yeah, sorry. I gotta go. I love you too. Talk to you tonight." I said quickly and hung up the phone. My eyes locked with Aro's and he gave me a wide smile.
"Why there she is now. Come, Renesmee, I'd like you to meet the Cullens" I took a deep breath and walked forward.
Author's Note:
Ahhh! So Renesmee finally sees the Cullens!
Sorry it took forever to update. Senior year has not been kind to me so far. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the chapter and I'll hopefully be working to update more while I have this week off from school.
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