I take Edward's hand prancing to the front door. Alice opens it beaming.
"How does it feel to high schooler?" Esme asks, beckoning us in. Edward doesn't move, I pull him along. Esme look at with worry.
"He's listening to her thoughts." Esme smiles, fixing an piece of  hair on Edward's head. Edward's hand squeezes mine, and my eyes flick to his. He squeezes harder, his nails digging into my palm. "Edward!" I shriek, peeling his fingers from mine. He blinks, shaking his head.
"Where's Carlisle?" Esme seems apprehensive but Edward has already read her thoughts and pushes past her. Jasper follows Edward, when Alice pushes him forward. Emmet hurles into me lifting me up into the air the setting me to on the velvetcouch.
"Hey, little sister. Everything going well in the world of Bedward?" I fake right then punch him in the left kidney.
"What world?"
"The world of Bedward? You know your ship name. Bella plus Edward? Bedward?" He explains.
"Is that a sex joke?"
"No, I swear. I remember that you won. I respect that." I grin at the memory of me smashing Emmets forearm on the massive granite rock.
"Good because we made a deal." I shuffle his hair and jump off the couch.
"You're in a good mood," commented Alice, smoothing out my blazer. "I like that you decided to pair your normal average mom attire with a new chic blazer, you look cute." I smile, glancing down at my clothes.
"Thanks!"
"Oh! Oh my gosh! I totally forgot, I got that map for our adventure camping trip," exclaimed Esme, dipping out of the room.
"No! We can't do that!" Screams Edward fro upstair, I glance up. Missing my other half , I tune into the commotion upstairs.
"Edward, you know I respect you but we don't have another option," Carlisle slams his fists against his desk. I turn away, Edward will explain everything in time. Esme places the map on the antique coffee table, Emmet plops down on the tapered space blue couch, wrapping his arm around Rosalie.
"There will be hikers around the tip of the mountain coming down, but near the edge of the stream everything looks good. Tons of deer and fish, as well," Alices eyes clear after her vision. Esme nods, pulling up her calendar.
"Alice? How does next week sound? Monday to Friday?" Asks Esme. Alice smiled her eyes going foggy, her posture relaxing.
"Optimal. I think. I don't see much but as the days get closer I'll be able to see more." Esme claps her hands.
"Perfect! A family camping and hunting trip! Doesn't that sound lovely?"
"I am getting hungry," mumbles Rosalie, leaning onto Emmet's arm.
Emmet laughs, "Any more hungry and I'll eat Renesmee." The mood dies. Rosalie picks up Emmet by his shirt and throws him out the window. She smiles.
"My apologies Bella." I nod, glancing back up at Carlisle's office.