| chapter seven |

' your touch drives me wild '

"WAKE UP!" Yelled a brunette hybrid, her hair cascading down her back in waves. Eleanore groaned, turning over and pushing her face into the white coloured pillow. "Wake up!" She yelled again, shaking the Huntress, using a bit to much force causing the huntress to fall off the bed.

"Renesmee!" She growled, a playful glint dancing in her eyes as she feigned her anger. The said girl yelped as she was thrown over a shoulder and squealed as Eleanore ran out of the room, passing the kitchen and living room before she threw the hybrid into a pool of mud, laughing as she screamed.

"Ellie!" She shrieked, and the said girl ran away, hiding behind one of her mates, Jasper, who watched with amusement swirling in his golden coloured eyes.

"Protect me." She ordered him as she hid behind him, using him as her shield to protect herself from her angry best friend.

"WHERE IS SHE?!" Renesmee bellowed, her voice angry yet high pitch. The hybrid had grown over the past week. Her hair grew longer as she grew taller.

Her features matured and she had now become full grown, her development complete. It had taken half a year to go from a baby to a full-fledged teenager. She now looked eighteen and sure acted like one. "Where is she?!"

"Jasper!" Eleanore shrieked as Jasper moved out of the way to reveal a mud-covered Renesmee. Thank God Esme wasn't here to see this or any of the girls in fact. The four had all gone out shopping while Eleanore slept and she was glad, she did not want to go shopping. She loathed it.

Renesmee lunged at the girl she considered her best friend and began rubbing mud all over her, hugging her before the Huntress tackled the hybrid to the floor and together, they rolled everywhere and messed up the house.

"AHHHH!" The two best friends froze and gazed at the four ladies that were in shock. Their eyes were wide as well as their mouth as they took in the scene in front of them.

The room was messed us; all the white carpets stained brown as well as the furniture. There were smashed vases everywhere, and a few tables were either wrecked or flipped over. And in the centre of it all was two girls who gulped in fear.

"H-hi." They stammered as they looked at the four furious ladies and that was their cue to zoom out of the house faster than lightning.

"ELEANORE! RENESMEE! GET BACK HERE!"