Six and a half. That's how old I was when Jacob explained this whole "imprinting" business to me. That's how old I am now. And do you think this is easy for me? Apparently, finding out that the one I love loves me back is not supposed to change how I act around him, or interact with him. Apparently, I'm just supposed to go on with my six and a half year old business, and paint finger art or some shit. I don't feel six. I definitely don't look six. So what's the problem? I really have no idea. Mom and dad just seem to think its ok to treat a girl who will be eternally 16 like she's not even half that. If only they knew…the thoughts, dreams. I want Jacob, and I'm pretty sure he feels the same way. He'd never say it, cause I'm six to him too. I wish everyone would treat me how I act. I'm nobody's little baby girlie. I'm Renesmee, 16, and feeling ridiculously treated.
I'm going to change this. I'm not six. I'll prove to all of them I'm not. I mean really, how many six years olds do you know that have their period? Really, this is insane, but just wait, it will all work out soon.
Basically, I have felt this way for Jake since I was matured to about twelve or thirteen, but it still felt kinda like…I don't know…like the crushes normal girls have on celebrities. And there he was, always in my house, with his shirt off, walking around, being his funny self. When I was about 14, like, 2 months later, it really hit me. I was head over heels. Sure we flirted with each other, but it never went farther than a friendly hug and it killed me. Now that he's explained this crazy business to me, every time I try to get closer to him, or kiss him, he has to remind me how old I am. That dreadful number I can't even say again. I guess I stopped aging now, because of some weird vampire werewolf shit, and Jacob actually hasn't even aged a little (like he's supposed to) since I was like, 2 months old.
I love Jake, and if I'm not getting any younger, older, or anything in between (at least feature wise) I might as well get what I want.