Dear Diary,
I hummed silently to myself as I awaited for Jake's arrival. Although Nadia had ruined some of the trip, I wanted to hear the fun part.
I was waiting in a meadow in the forest for Jacob to get dressed after phasing back into human. My dad sure did feel guilty for my absence on the camping trip because he was allowing me to spend two hours alone with Jacob.
Jacob covered my eyes with his hands and sat behind me on the dewey grass.
"So, what happened on the trip?" I asked to stop myself from giggling to his gesture.
"Well we roasted hot dogs, told scary stories, and made S'mores by the camp fire. It took us the entire day to get to the camp site,"
"Well I know I missed out on a ton of fun,"
"Nahh, it wasn't fun without you," I blushed to him comment, but hid my face in his chest.
He nodded towards my guitar.
"So, I hear Edward gave you a guitar, finally. Did he teach you anything, yet?"
"Well, just Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. But believe me I started to write something in your honor." I picked through my ruffled handbag for my sheet music.
"Ahh here it is-"
"What's it called?" Jacob asked, peering over the paper. I frowned.
I didn't have a title for it because I've only composed two verses and I was very nervous to share it with him. What would he think? I didn't want to embarrass myself, either. I had sang in front of the entire pack and the Cullens on Father's Day and my father's birthday. Everyone complimented me, but for some reason I was even more nervous to sing in front of Jacob than twenty people. I guess it was because I felt I wrote another corny love song. I didn't want to seem like a young, niave girl in love with some crazy boy. But at the same time, wasn't I (except Jake wasn't crazy)?
"I didn't title it because I didn't even write a quarter of it." He shrugged as if he really wanted me to perform.
"Can't you just sing what you have? The song you wrote for your father didn't sound like a seven year old wrote it, so you're good to go." He set a playful grin on his face.
But I was still too nervous and uncomfortable to laugh at his joke.
I molded my palms to his cheeks to project images of me writing the song sometime later. I also presented images of me singing off key and him laughing. He pulled my hands off my face, and frowned in disappointment.
"I wouldn't laugh at you. You sing beautifully and gracefully. Honestly, it's the most beautiful voice I've ever heard. Of course I sing much better, but anyway trust me, Mariah Carey should be jealous." His persistant jokes calmed me down and I found myself giggling the entire time.
We settled for a quick play of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, to which he applauded. I was glad, and we chatted up a storm of discussion about our future.
And when I thought Jake forgot about my song, he didn't. But he did promise that he would give me time to finish the song before I sang it to him.
Before our final departure, we ended the hour with a dazzling kiss that should make Nadia jealous.
It took me a lot of willpower, but I eventually learned to forgive, Nadia. Nadia was only human and I could feel her pain. Leaving your crush behind and then suddenly you come back into his life and he's taken. And Nadia didn't understand exactly that he was actually mine forever, which made even more guilt seep into my dear heart. But this did not change that I still held a grudge against her either. What she did was wrong. Nadia knew I was Jacob's girlfriend and she had no right to kiss my boyfriend.
Thank you, Allison Hofland for sending a wonderful photo of me.
With love (always),
Renesmee Cullen
Monday, July 12, 2010
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)
