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Never again would I deceive my family, never again would I have Alice lie for me… I would never, do this to myself again.
It hurt, burned, made me wish I hadn’t been so childish. I’d heard everyone’s stories a hundred
times over, but unlike them, I couldn’t think through it… couldn’t think around
the overwhelming pain.
I tried to remember what I had done to deserve this. No one deserved this amount of horrible agony. Not even the monster that had done this to me. I couldn’t remember whom we had lost,
or if I’d been close to those we had.
Now I understood Alice’s extreme frustration when she couldn’t see around Jacob or I. I couldn’t think around the pain… couldn’t bring up an image of my family in my head, couldn’t remember the
simple girl who had become a sister to me… couldn’t think of Jacob’s face…
All I could do was hope, wish, and pray to a god I had never been preached to about, that this would not end me. That I was less
like Jacob than they had thought, more normal… Pray that I would have a normal
reaction to the poison affecting me now.
For an instant, I could think around the pain. In that instant, the realization hit me; no matter how much I wished, and hoped,
and prayed… I would not make it through this, could not make it through
this. But I would try, because
didn’t god give second chances to those who tried?
Would he give a second chance to me?
“Renesmee, you need to get up, it’s not going to be my fault if you’re late today.” Alice said, whispering in my ear so she wouldn’t wake up Jacob. He lay in a ball, curled around a bunch
of blankets in the corner of my room.
“The hell it’s not your fault,” I said rolling over into my pillow and covering my head with the covers. “You kept me up all night making me pick out color schemes for your room.”
Alice was my alarm clock, she had been for a year now, and I knew if I didn’t get up soon, she’d dump me in the little pond outside my parents’ window.
“You didn’t have to help me, you know.” She said.
“You locked your door.”
“And what? You can’t unlock it?” She said sarcasticly.
“Fine,” I said sighing, and crawling out of my warm bed. “I’m up.”
Today was the day I had been dreading for weeks. We were a month into the school year, and a new student was about to arrive at Forks High School. Bailey. Bailey Oliver. Her parents had divorced, her older brother and father had moved to West Virginia from Florida. Her and her mother had moved here. Apparently her mother had looked up the
safest cities in the US, and we were among the top 5 because there were no
gangs in Forks, Washington.
No gangs, I thought, just enough vampires and werewolves to give anyone nightmares. I followed Alice to the little front door of my little fairytale house, and heard my father chuckle as he read my thoughts.
Out of the whole family, I was the only exception to the privacy
rule. He thought it was part of
his fatherly duties to keep tabs on my thoughts… although he rarely commented
“Do you remember what she looks like?” Alice asked, “So you can find her?”
“Yes, Alice, I remember what she looks like. But I wont have to find her.”
“Whatever you say.” Alice said quickly before opening the door and disappearing outside into the rain. I clenched my teeth
so they wouldn’t chatter because of the cold, and followed her, letting the
door swing shut behind me.
With age had come strength, so even though I was half human, and slower than the others, if I put my strength into it, I could follow Alice with only inches between us. I could reach out and touch her back as
we ran, if I wanted to.
As we reached the river, I pushed myself faster, Alice and I leaped at the same time. Both of us clearing it with
feet to spare. It had taken a little less than a minute for us to travel the distance from the little cottage that belonged to my parents and I, to the big white main house that belonged to everyone else.
I had inherited Alice’s sense of style, so there were usually no problems with her approving my outfits. I already knew what I wanted to wear as I darted up to our shared closet in her
When my collection of clothes outgrew my dresser, I had moved into Alice’s, it worked out okay, since hers was big enough for three people.
There were no restrictions, no mine and hers. We usually shared our clothes. I could wear just about all of her things, except her pants were always
too short. I grabbed my white jeans and tugged them on. Pairing
them with Alice’s black lacey shirt, and stepping into a pair of scrunchy grey
leather boots that went about half way up my calf. I wrapped a white scarf around my neck, and pulled on the dark grey trench coat Rosalie had bought for me as a gift a couple months ago.
Time was not on my side today, I needed to be to school early, so I could conveniently walk into the office right as the school receptionist would be
asking for someone to give the new student a tour of the school. I grabbed my school bag off of Alice’s chair and skipped down the stairs with plenty of time to spare. Funny, I thought. It seemed like I had been racing against time earlier.
Breakfast had been served downstairs, at least for those in the house who actually ate. Seth, Leah, and Jacob all sat around the kitchen table, plates heaping with eggs and bacon. Jacob must have gotten up while I had been changing.
“Morning guys.” I said walking around the table and picking a piece of scrambled egg off of Seth’s plate, and popping it in my mouth.
“I thought you didn’t eat,” He said jabbing his fork in my direction. “So don’t eat my breakfast.”
“I just decided I liked eggs,” I said, laughing. “Besides, aren’t little kids supposed to be picky?”
“You aren’t a little kid!”
“Yes I am, I might just as well be, I’m almost 10.”
“Woo hoo, double digits!” Emmett thundered from the other side of the counter. I laughed again. I had stopped growing what seemed like decades ago, but really it had only been a few years. I was no younger looking than Edward, my father, and no older looking than Carlisle.
“Common Nessie,” Alice yelled from the garage. I could hear her Porsche idling, waiting to take off like a bullet from
“I’m coming!” I yelled back, darting around the table. Jacob grabbed my arm as I ran around the table.
“Doesn’t your best friend get a hung this morning?” He asked grinning.
“Oh that’s right, I forgot to give Seth a hug,” I said laughing and hugging him.
“Whatever,” He said pushing me towards the garage. “You better go.”
“Renesmee!” Alice yelled again.
I ran out to the garage, and jumped in the car, slamming the door.
“Watch it, don’t chip the paint.” Alice murmured as she peeled out of the drive way, and into the rain.