August 21, 2010
Bella says that’s what humans always start with, when they write in these things. She gave me this little blank book today, saying that my life is so fascinating I should keep a record of it.
Fascinating? Well, duh. When you’re a psychic vampire, living with a mind-reader brother, half-human-half-vampire-hybrid niece, and a whole pack of werewolves, things are never going to be dull.
Anyway, I liked the thought behind the gift – that Bella thinks of me as her fascinating sister – so I grinned and threw my arms around her for a quick hug before Edward could reclaim her. Hovering again, I thought pointedly, and hid a smirk as he smoothly took a half step backward.
“Carlisle is about to measure Renesmee, love,” he reminded Bella, who instantly whirled around and raced up the stairs to the office. With a quick victory glance in my direction, Edward took off after her. Since I had already seen that nothing out of the ordinary would be disrupting my afternoon’s schedule, I didn’t follow them. Instead, I took advantage of Edward’s preoccupation – you could almost call it an obsession – with Nessie’s rapid growth, to plan a little event without him eavesdropping on my thoughts.
Ness was growing at such a rapid pace, Rose, Bella and I had our hands full taking dozens of photos of her per day, in different outfits and with different props to suggest time passing in normal – human- increments. But sometimes I wondered how Nessie’s childhood would have been if she wasn’t … you know … different. Thinking of all the missed birthday parties in her accelerated childhood almost made me feel physically ill, which was downright impossible for an immortal, so I had a little plan in mind to make up for some of those missed experiences. Just one little birthday party, for heaven’s sake – you’d think I wouldn’t have to conceal my plans from Edward’s prying mind, but the boy could be so unreasonable about these things. Just because a little money was spent … and we have it in spades to spend, let me remind you!
Well, let’s just say that by the time Edward, Bella, Nessie and Carlisle were back downstairs with the rest of us, I had gotten quite a lot of planning accomplished. And since a telltale blurring was starting to distort the evening’s plans in my mind, I knew a few mutts would be here soon anyway, ready to stuff their faces as if they hadn’t had a meal in days. It’s really quite impossible to think clearly when they’re around – the blurring, for one thing, but also the sheer volume of their voices – so I figured I’d use the time to write my first entry. I doubt that Edward has caught any of this since he’s so obsessed with focused on Jacob’s thoughts around Nessie. My plans should be safe for now, and the moment he goes out hunting, I’m going to make as many non-refundable deposits and arrangements as possible so he and Bella won’t be able to cancel the party once they do find out about it!
Soon as I get another chance like this, I’ll write more. I just know this party will be even better than the ones I’ve thrown so far, and Nessie is going to love it!