-Renesmee-
"Jacksonville?" I asked Jake.
"Bella wants you to meet Renee," Jake said.
"Who's that?" I had no idea who this Renee person was.
"Bella's mother. Your grandmother. Up till now, she had no idea you even existed."
I was speechless.
"Why am I meeting her then?" I managed to say. "She'll get mad at Bella for leaving her out of the life of her grandchild."
"Bella didn't want to leave her out of your life any longer." Jake said, pulling into the driveway of a small white house with faded yellow trimming and pale green shutters.
* * *
I was nervously biting my lip, my hands were clasped in my lap, my eyes cast down.
"It'll be okay," Jake said, putting his arm around my shoulder.
I nervously got out, and told Jacob I'd rather he waited in the car.
I crossed the driveway to the pale yellow door. Nervously, I began fiddling with the bottom of my pale lavender shirt, and rang the doorbell.
A tall, pale brunette woman with her hair tied back into a loose knot on topo, início of her head answered the door. With a shock, I recognised some of the features my own mother had.
"My name is Renesmee Cullen." I met her eyes, and at the segundo I did, I saw recognition, pain, hurt, anger, and sadness flash across her eyes in three seconds. I had her eyes.
"My mom is Bella. My dad is Edward," I continued.
Unnecessary sentence. How could I be the child of anyone else; with my bronze hair and deep brown eyes?
Shaking slightly, Renee stretched her hand out, as if to touch my shoulder, confirm that I was real.
"Jacksonville?" I asked Jake.
"Bella wants you to meet Renee," Jake said.
"Who's that?" I had no idea who this Renee person was.
"Bella's mother. Your grandmother. Up till now, she had no idea you even existed."
I was speechless.
"Why am I meeting her then?" I managed to say. "She'll get mad at Bella for leaving her out of the life of her grandchild."
"Bella didn't want to leave her out of your life any longer." Jake said, pulling into the driveway of a small white house with faded yellow trimming and pale green shutters.
* * *
I was nervously biting my lip, my hands were clasped in my lap, my eyes cast down.
"It'll be okay," Jake said, putting his arm around my shoulder.
I nervously got out, and told Jacob I'd rather he waited in the car.
I crossed the driveway to the pale yellow door. Nervously, I began fiddling with the bottom of my pale lavender shirt, and rang the doorbell.
A tall, pale brunette woman with her hair tied back into a loose knot on topo, início of her head answered the door. With a shock, I recognised some of the features my own mother had.
"My name is Renesmee Cullen." I met her eyes, and at the segundo I did, I saw recognition, pain, hurt, anger, and sadness flash across her eyes in three seconds. I had her eyes.
"My mom is Bella. My dad is Edward," I continued.
Unnecessary sentence. How could I be the child of anyone else; with my bronze hair and deep brown eyes?
Shaking slightly, Renee stretched her hand out, as if to touch my shoulder, confirm that I was real.
-Alice-
Edward and I were playing chess, hilariously fun, when I saw an image that did not involve chess pieces. I stiffened; then relaxed. So they liked Isle Renesmee. Good. It WAS my idea, after all.
And suddenly, I saw something that did not make me smile. I sighed and flicked my king over. It wasn't worth it.
* * *
Edward was the only one who would play chess with me anymore, mainly because it was fair.
I was a little depressed that there wasn't any wedding to be planned, and I didn't have any new project planned. Then, it hit me. RENESMEE'S CLOSET! Well, I'd already stocked her new house's (Esme had given them their own house, she'd designed it and everything) mega-sized walk in closet and helped furnish the house, but I could always remodel her closet to look like a boutique!
I smiled in anticipation. I had to go call Esme!
Edward and I were playing chess, hilariously fun, when I saw an image that did not involve chess pieces. I stiffened; then relaxed. So they liked Isle Renesmee. Good. It WAS my idea, after all.
And suddenly, I saw something that did not make me smile. I sighed and flicked my king over. It wasn't worth it.
* * *
Edward was the only one who would play chess with me anymore, mainly because it was fair.
I was a little depressed that there wasn't any wedding to be planned, and I didn't have any new project planned. Then, it hit me. RENESMEE'S CLOSET! Well, I'd already stocked her new house's (Esme had given them their own house, she'd designed it and everything) mega-sized walk in closet and helped furnish the house, but I could always remodel her closet to look like a boutique!
I smiled in anticipation. I had to go call Esme!
Have you gotten used to the Twilight fans?
Peter Facinelli: "I don't know if you ever get used to them. They're not weird. I amor them. I amor each and every one of them. No, they're great. They're the best fãs that you can have. They're so loyal. We've had people camping out all night long on the sets."
For this one, too?
Peter Facinelli: "Yeah, oh yeah. People are like literally in sleeping bags. We shot all night - you know, night shoots - because vampiros like to shoot at night. And then we'd come out at 5 in the morning and they'd be in sleeping bags."
And having Chris [Weitz] as the director this time?
Peter Facinelli: "Fantastic. You know, the segundo time around it's a little easier. You feel like you have like a little bit mais money it feels like. The atmosphere is calmer. I think it's going to be good. It's kind of nice having different perspectives, you know, film to film. They just announced the third director too."
Peter Facinelli: "I don't know if you ever get used to them. They're not weird. I amor them. I amor each and every one of them. No, they're great. They're the best fãs that you can have. They're so loyal. We've had people camping out all night long on the sets."
For this one, too?
Peter Facinelli: "Yeah, oh yeah. People are like literally in sleeping bags. We shot all night - you know, night shoots - because vampiros like to shoot at night. And then we'd come out at 5 in the morning and they'd be in sleeping bags."
And having Chris [Weitz] as the director this time?
Peter Facinelli: "Fantastic. You know, the segundo time around it's a little easier. You feel like you have like a little bit mais money it feels like. The atmosphere is calmer. I think it's going to be good. It's kind of nice having different perspectives, you know, film to film. They just announced the third director too."
10 Ways to Annoy Jacob Black
10. Never use English around him – instead, bark.
9. Call him a o espaço heater.
8. Tell him that cachorros make good pets, not good partners.
7. Ask him if he has RSVPed to the wedding yet.
6. Inform him that real men sparkle.
5. Walk up to him and claim you have imprinted. Say you amor him and demand his paw in marriage.
4. Tell him that even though he may run at a boiling 108.9 degrees, Bella doesn’t find him hot.
3. Inquire as to how Leah is… and if he dreams about Sam the way Leah dreams about Bella.
2. Ask him if he likes to do things… doggy style.
And the Number One way to annoy Jacob Black?
1. Make him a day-by-day flip calendar, counting down the amount of time Bella will remain human.
10. Never use English around him – instead, bark.
9. Call him a o espaço heater.
8. Tell him that cachorros make good pets, not good partners.
7. Ask him if he has RSVPed to the wedding yet.
6. Inform him that real men sparkle.
5. Walk up to him and claim you have imprinted. Say you amor him and demand his paw in marriage.
4. Tell him that even though he may run at a boiling 108.9 degrees, Bella doesn’t find him hot.
3. Inquire as to how Leah is… and if he dreams about Sam the way Leah dreams about Bella.
2. Ask him if he likes to do things… doggy style.
And the Number One way to annoy Jacob Black?
1. Make him a day-by-day flip calendar, counting down the amount of time Bella will remain human.