(By the way Rennesme was born after)
Bella pov
It had been nearly a year since I had been turned into a vampire, and I had never felt better. In the past year, I'd had a complete transformation, in the literal sense of the words. The color of my eyes had darkened to almost a golden-brown: the same color of freshly-baked cornbread. I still had to wear sunglasses or contacts in public, because the color was so inhuman. This annoyed me the worst. My strength, while it had weakened a bit, was still incredible. I was as strong as my husband, Edward, and a little bit faster than him, which I loved dearly. My skin was still the pale complexion I had during my first few days of being a vampire, and I looked as if I had never seen a second of daylight, though that wasn't too much of a stretch. I glittered and glowed in the sunlight, which made it dangerous to be out in public during a particularly sunny day.
This is exactly why Edward, my daughter Renesmee, and I lived in New Hampshire. The bad thing about living in New Hampshire, was that, compared to Forks, Washington, it was completely on the other side of the United States. But there were a lot of good things too. For one thing, the weather was mostly cloudy all year round. There were rarely any sunny days, especially where we lived. For any normal human, it would have been depressing. But for a family of vampires, including one half-vampire, it was perfect.
We lived in a cabin in a forest just an hour's drive from Dartmouth College. I didn't attend the college, but since I had to tell my parents and my friends that I was attending Dartmouth, it was a good idea to make it believable. The forest we lived in was filled with animals and barely had any visitors from mortals. Perfect for "vegetarian vampires". We could have our fill of the wildlife, and nobody would notice.
"The seven-o-clock p.m. flight to Seattle, Washington is now boarding," a clear, cool voice said over the p.a. system.
Edward, Renesmee and I were headed for Forks, Washington, but we would have to fly to Seattle. We would be going home for mine and Nessie's birthdays. Of course, they weren't normal birthdays. A vampire's birthday was basically the day of the year we had become a vampire. But, for me, it was so close to my human birthday, it didn't matter much. Nessie's birthday was three days before mine, so it was only smart to celebrate our birthdays together. Not that I liked celebrating my birthday.
Carlisle and Esme would meet us when we arrived at approximately five-o-clock in the morning. It had taken a lot of planning to get ready for this trip. First of all, we were going to have to travel by night, and since we wanted to get to Forks quickly, we would have to travel by airplane. Unfortunately, this was Renesmee's first time on an airplane. It was also the first time Renesmee had been around humans in quite a while. I was very worried, but Edward assured me she would be fine. Of course, it took a lot of persuasion...
Flashback begins:
The week prior to our trip was quite eventful. On Wednesday evening, after Nessie had fallen asleep, Edward and I were planning our schedule.
"So on Friday, the day before our plane trip, we will go hunting," I said to Edward, as I read through the piece of paper he was writing on.
"I thought that would probably be the best idea," Edward said, "It will be a long trip, and I'd hate to get hungry."
I couldn't help but agree.
"We need to make sure Nessie has had her fill too," Edward said, "I can't imagine a cup of human blood will be on the menu."
Renesmee's nickname didn't bother me as much as it had when she was born. Nessie was a wonderful nickname, and as long as no one compared my daughter to the Loch Ness Monster, I would be happy with it.
