I am not now nor have I ever been Stephanie Mayer. I'm just obsessed with her twilight characters and stories.
"Nervous about your first day of school, hunh?" Uncle Jasper said as he sat down on the foot of my bed beside me.
I smiled at him meekly. "What if I screw up or something?" I sighed. There was no point in lying to Uncle Jazz; he always knows how you're feeling.
"Everything will be fine." A wave of calm washing over me as he pulled me into a tight hug. "You'll fit in better than the rest of us do."
"I wish I had your confidence."
"I have something better then that; I have your Aunti Alice."
"Yeah well, she can't see me."
"That's true but she has gotten really good at seeing around you and she doesn't see any of us in disarray this evening so it must mean everything goes well for you." He chuckled "and speaking of… here she come now."
"Thanks for everything," I say before turning my attention to the door.
"Good, you waited for me to pick out your first day of school clothes," Aunti Alice sing songed after she entered my room. "And Jazz, honey, your clothes are laid out on our bed."
"Thanks," He kisses her cheek before leaving to change.
"Now let's take a look and see." She sang, clapping her hands and heading into the walk-in closet across from her.
As she rooted around I could hear her talking to herself. "What are we trying to say? Should she be prep? No, no that's too uptight. Goth? No we don't want her to scare people." This went on for several minutes until her voice called me to attention. "Nessie, are you planning on spending most of your time with Jake?"
I looked at her confused. "What?"
"I mean driving back and forth with him rather than your parents or any of the rest of us?"
"I guess so, I never really thought about it." I confess.
"That's what I thought." And she headed back into the closet.
A few seconds later she reappeared holding an outfit in her hand. She hands me a black rocker skirt, white blouse, black tie and knee high monster boots. "How does rocker girl sound?"
"I love it!" I squeal snagging everything out of her hand.
"And your new look, if you choose to carry it on after today, will work perfectly with Jacob's leather wearing, motorcycle riding, bad ass image." She smiled obviously proud of her work here. "Now just leave your curls loose." She commanded before leaving to find her next fashion victim.
I quickly got dressed and did my hair as directed before grabbing my school bag and heading down the stairs.
When I joined my family in the living room, my dad gave me a once over. "And where do you think you're going dressed like that?"
"Oh, Edward," Aunti Alice groaned. "There is nothing wrong with what she has on."
"I think she looks lovely," Grandma Esme seconds.
"You need to loosen up," Aunti Rosalie grumbles.
My father turned to look at my mother for support; she gave him an apologetic look.
"Sorry Edward but I'm with Alice on this one," she sighed. "I don't see anything wrong with it either."
With both my mother and grandmother okay with what I had on, he knew he was defeated.
"Fine," he huffed. "Let's go."
"You'd better hurry or they're going to leave without you," Grandma told Jacob as he came out of the kitchen.
"Mornin' buddy." He smiled at me.
"Morning to you too, My Jacob," I laughed as I held up his bag for him.
"Have a good day." Grandma waved as we pulled out of the driveway in our assorted vehicles.
"Bye." I waved back before blowing her a kiss. "See you after school."