|Renesmee Goes to College
Author: Miss Di PM
The Life and Times of Renesmee in College. It's quite sad really, fully grown at age 7 and isn't able to leave the house until she's 21. Read and see what troubles await her.Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor - Renesmee C./Nessie & Bella - Chapters: 2 - Words: 2,351 - Reviews: 2 - Updated: 06-23-09 - Published: 06-22-09 - id: 5159396
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Disclaimer: I do not own twilight or any of its characters.
College: Destination No Where
Dartmouth College. Hanover, New Hampshire. Of course, to me this translates as middle of nowhere, USA. I mean, whoever heard of Hanover.
"Renesmee, stop pouting. You are going to enjoy it here." Said my mother, Isabella Cullen. My whole family is here at the school doing the whole last goodbye thing.
Don't get me wrong. I, Renesmee Carly Cullen am ecstatic. I mean beyond happy right now. I am finally, after 21 years of living getting to go off on my own. I get to go to school and live in a dorm and everything, the whole college experience.
What sucks is that I have to go to Dartmouth. Which is a great school and all, but come on? Couldn't I have gone somewhere cool like New York, Chicago, or L.A? The answer was obvious before I even thought it of course.
Those places get way too much sun for my family to visit without some serious covering up. And like my super rich family, which worries about me way too much they had to move down here with me.
I am currently trying to get them to go home right now. "Okay, you guys can leave now. I'm all settled in and everything. And I'll be seeing you guys on weekends when I have the time."
My grandma Esme looked like she would be crying if she could. "Oh, Nessie I'm going to miss you." She gave me a fierce hug. I hugged back, because I was going to miss getting these everyday.
Grandpa Carlisle just smiled and told me "Good luck." Ah, good old reliable Carlisle. At least someone realizes that they were going to see me at the end of the week.
I guess the rest of my family caught on to my mood because they just said pretty much what the grandparents did.
Aunt Alice gave me a hug, while Uncle Jasper patted me on the shoulder. "Don't forget to try out that new wardrobe I bought you." Alice said then she released me.
Aunt Rosalie and Uncle Emmett both gave me hugs and wished me well. Rosalie looked almost as choked up as Esme. Sometimes I think she thinks of me as her own daughter, which is fine with me as long as she's happy.
Now while the rest of my family headed to their cars I was left alone with my parents.
My mom looked as if she could cry too and dragged me into her arms and just held me. My father, Edward Cullen wrapped his arms around us and we jut stood there.
"Were going to miss you Renesmee." My father whispered in my hair. My parents pulled away from me. "I'm going to miss you too." I said. "But I'll see you in a couple days, ok?"
They nodded and began to walk back to where they parked. I watched as the last of my family drove away from the school, before going back into the building that housed my dorm room.
The dorms here were a mixture of old and new. Which was something I openly admired as I walked through the building on the way to my room. There were other students around moving things this way and that, talking, laughing, just getting to know each other and used to their new home.
My room was on the 3rd floor. I'd taken the stairs because it was quicker than waiting on an elevator. I got to my room door and hesitated.
'Well, here goes nothing.' I thought as I opened the door and stepped into my room. I had already half unpacked and set stuff up before my roommate had arrived, but now she was here in the flesh.
My roommate looked up slowly as I entered the room. She was pretty, super pale and goth. I could already see the vast expanse of black littering her side of the room and clashing with the variety of color sprinkled through mine.
"Greetings." She said to me as I stepped into the room and sat on my bed. She had one of those old raspy smoker voices. Of course I could see the pack of Newports sitting on the bed.
"Um, hi. I'm Renesmee, but you can call me Ness if you want." I said in an attempt to be friendly, despite the fact that my roommate looked and sounded a little creepy. Which is ironic coming from me, considering what I am and who my family is.
"Layla Von Tial." She said with a shake of her dark black hair. "And Renesmee I think it's best we get some things straight from the get go." She gave me her best intimidating glare, or at least I thought that was what it was supposed to be. I mean with all that makeup and shit on her face; who could really tell. It came out as more of a grimace.
I could tell she was going to be a bitch, so I decided to make the best of a rapidly fading conversation. "Yes, I do think it would be best if we set a few rules down. That way we can better…."
Bitch cut me off. "I wasn't done talking RENesmEE." Layla said. Putting a lot of emphasis on my name. "Basically rules are you just stay the fuck away from me and out of my way."
I just stared. I mean what the fuck was her problem? I haven't done shit yet and already someone doesn't like me. And to make matter worse it's my roommate of all the students in this school.
"What the fuck did I do to you?" I said a bit ticked off at Layla's unpleasant attitude. She pursed her lips and gave me a once over.
"Nothing. You did nothing obviously." She said in her raspy smoker voice. "I just don't like your kind."
"The hell does that mean?" I asked out of exasperation and partly out of curiosity. I mean she obviously couldn't know about my heritage, so what was she talking about.
She sighed and sat down on her bed. "No offence to you Renesmee, but I know your type. I've experienced it all before. I can tell just by looking at your clothes and things. Your going to just cramp my style. You too bright and cheerful. It'll only end up throwing me off my vibe."
She got up from the bed. "No Renesmee, we can't be friends. So just go on and join your cheer team and sorority and get the hell up out of here." And with that Layla Von Tial left the room.
I just sat there for half a second wondering what the hell just happened? Before I just shrugged it off and went about repacking my things.
Layla was right about one thing. There was no way in hell I was staying in here with that über raspy voiced bitch.
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