I sat in the lounge room with mum and dad. I was waiting for the time to reach 5:00pm so that aunty Alice could start her super-ultra-mega makeover on me. I called it that when I was little and still liked the name. 4:30. Half an jam was a very long time. Dad had made sure that Alice was only aloud to spend an jam making me look nice which very much annoyed me because I wanted to look perfect when Jacob came. Who cared how long she took! I wanted my tanggal to be perfect. I started to squirm in my seat. “Renesmee” dad growled. “stop squirming” “cant aunty Alice bintang now!” I asked...
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