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Renesmee Cullen Chap. 4

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The next few months flew by. I was becoming better friends with Trevor and Gregory, and I had made a few other friends at my small school. I came to find out that Trevor had a good voice, and that Gregory was really good at drums, he was so coordinated.  Besides school, everything had been going as usual. Me going to Jake’s, or  him coming to our house, going to guitar lessons, and visiting Grandpa and Grandma every other day.  I had this new this called homework. I hated it. It took time away from Jake and my play time.  Time seemed to fly by now, and, before I knew it, it was April.
One day, in homeroom, Gregory seemed like he was being more distant from me than normal. We still talked and stuff, but he kept looking off into space.
So, I finally said, “Gregory?” while he was staring at the book on his desk.
“Yeah?” He said, not looking at me.
“What’s up? You’ve been staring off a lot; something wrong?”  I smiled at him, though I knew he couldn’t see.
He finally looked up. He looked me straight in the eyes. It seemed like every time he did this, my heart skipped a beat. He stared into my eyes for what seemed to be forever, though I knew it was 30 seconds at most, and then he sighed and moved to look at the floor.
I sat there for a moment, puzzled. But then he suddenly popped his head up, and smiled one of those fake smiles, the ones where the person is trying to make you seem like they’re okay, but you can see the problem hidden deep in their eyes.
“Renesmee,” He said, staring me in the eyes again. “What are you doing this Saturday?”
“Um…” I looked up to the ceiling. “I dunno…Why?”
“How ‘bout spending it with me?” He smiled a real smile this time, the one where his teeth are showing, where you can see the slight crookedness of the first four on top, and you can see the two dimples on his cheeks very clearly.
“All day?” I asked.
“Sure.” He was still smiling.
“Is it like…a date?” I felt my cheeks flush a little; the only boy I wasn’t related to that I had been alone with was Jacob.
He took a second to answer, and I realized I had looked away. “If you want it to be.”  He said.
“Okay.” I smiled.
“Awesome! Can you come to my house at 8 A.M.?” He scribbled something down on a piece of paper and handed it to me. “Here’s my address.”
“Um…Okay, sure. I’ll be there.” I promised.
He smiled again. I opened my mouth, but the bell rang and he jumped up.
“See you tomorrow,” He said as he walked away.
“Yeah.”  
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I woke up early and threw everything on. I straightened my hair and even put on some make up. A little purple eye shadow, black mascara and pink lip gloss. Mom was excited about my date, and said that she would take me. We were out of the house by 7:40 and once we were in the car, I handed Mom the address Gregory had written for me.
“That’s far…” She said with a puzzled look on her face. “He won’t mind if you’re late, right?”
“I don’t think so…” I answered. Mom wasn’t as fast of a driver as Dad, but she was getting there.
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We got there at 8:01. Mom had sighed, saying that Dad would make a joke of it. I got out of the car and said bye.
“Hey!” She called after me as she rolled down the windows.
“Yes?” I turned back to look at her.
“Love you.” She smiled.
“Love you, too.”
She rolled up the window and waved as she drove off.
I strolled up to Gregory’s front door, and before I could knock, the door flew open. A plump woman with obviously dyed blond hair, big turquoise colored ear rings, and wrinkles all on her face smiled down at me. I was guessing she was in her early fifties. I felt utterly small and young standing there under her.
“Why, hello!” She said and took my hand, shaking it vigorously. “You must be Renesmee. What a gorgeous thing you are! You feel a bit warm sweetie, are you feeling all right? What pretty hair you have! Gregory, Renesmee is here!”
Either this woman was very out going and happy, or she had so much stress put on her she couldn’t do anything but be cheerful.  
“Hello, I’m fine, thank you.” I smiled at her.
She led me inside and I sat down in a chair in the kitchen as we waited for Gregory. A few minutes later, he came down the stares, his hair straightened, wearing a tight black polo shirt with blue jeans.
“Ready?” He asked. His mom gleefully clapped her hands and grabbed her car keys.
“Where are we going?” I asked as he took my arm to lead me to the garage.
“We’re going to get breakfast in Port Angeles, first…”
Ugh. I thought.
“And then Mom’s going to drop us off at the mall. From there we can pretty much walk to where ever we would want to go, but in case we need anything, she’ll still be in town.” He seemed really excited.
Was all that distance on Friday just because he wanted me to go on a date with him? I wondered.
“Sounds fun.” I said as we were getting in the car.
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After we ate, Gregory’s mom dropped us off In front of the mall. We waved until we were sure she was out of sight, and then Gregory took my hand. We entered through a clothing store called, “Hob’s”. It was a store Mom had taken me a few times. I liked all their clothes.
We walked around the mall for hours. I bought a few things: a pair of jeans, a cute T-shirt, and some black colored eye liner.  I got the eye liner to try, since I had never used it before. Gregory had actually complemented me when I picked it up, saying I didn’t need make up. It had made me blush a little.
Around 11:00, we got some fries to share and two milkshakes. I choked the fries down, trying to seem as human as possible. The milkshake wasn’t as bad; I actually liked things with sugar.  After we both said we were bored, Gregory proposed going to the movies.
We saw a movie that Gregory insisted we see. It was called “When the stars fade”; a movie about a young girl with cancer. It was one of the saddest movies I’d ever seen. It actually brought tears to my eyes. The girl, Stacy, died at the end. It was so sad. I began to think about how I would feel if someone I cared about in real life died. I wondered how what I’d do, since sad movies make me cry.
Gregory held my hand when I started crying. “Renesmee, it’s okay.” He said. “Everybody dies…It’s part of life.”
I wiped the tears from my eyes. “It’s not a fair part of life!” I said and looked up at him, “People shouldn’t have to die that age! What if you died of cancer right now? That’d be horrible!”
Something I said then had hit him deep. His eyes darkened and he looked away from me.
“I think we should go home now.” He barely muttered. I could hear him, though.
I started to open my mouth to ask him what I had said, but he flipped open his cell phone and called his mom to come get us.
We didn’t talk at all on the way back to his house.
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akiko-autumn's avatar
Gahhhh does greg have cancer??