Author's Note: This is just what I imagine will happen to the Cullens after Breaking Dawn. I don't own Twilight or pretty much any of these characters. I highly appreciate reviews :D Enjoy!
Renesmee
I stared into my closet-which was roughly the size of a normal bedroom. My aunt Alice routinely restocked it with the latest fashions and it changed so often I never knew what anything was. Today was my sixth birthday and it had taken me absolutely forever for me to convince my aunts to let me dress myself. They loved dressing me up, but I knew I was old enough to choose what I wanted to wear.
I knew what I wanted to wear. I wanted something that would make Jacob, my best friend since birth, notice me. I mean, he always noticed me but I wanted him to notice me as a young woman, not like a little sister.
That probably sounds weird coming from a six year old. Sorry. See, I'm not like other girls my age. I'm a half-vampire. So, though I'm technically only six years old, my body looks about fourteen or fifteen and my mind is developed way beyond that. According to my grandfather, Carlisle, I have hyper-intelligence and a photographic memory. I also have a special gift of making others see my thoughts through touch. But despite all these things, I still want what any other teenage girl wants. I want my crush to fall in love with me.
I went back to closet-searching, finding a rich maroon colored dress. I tried it on and it hugged my body in all the right places, its shimmery material making my skin even more pale and beautiful. I looked in the mirror and twirled around. It showed just the right amount of skin, without being slutty, and came to about my knees.
I picked a pair of silver sparkly heels and set to work on my make-up. I, however, decided against make-up, knowing that it didn't work right on my skin, no matter how I put it on. It always seemed to melt off. So instead I brushed my teeth and worked on my very tangled hair.
After brushing for what seemed like forever, I finally got all the knots out and curled my copper colored hair. I pulled my bangs to the side and put in a black and maroon butterfly barrette to hold them back. After a final look in the mirror, I deemed I looked pretty enough to gain Jacob's attention.
"Nessie!" I heard my mother yell. She knocked quietly on the door and I ran to it, opening it and letting her in. "Oh!" she exclaimed when she saw me.
"What?" I asked anxiously. "Is there something wrong with the dress?"
"No, honey, you look beautiful," my mother smiled kindly, enveloping me in a hug.
"Thanks, Mom," I said into her hair. My mother held me at arm's length, examining me once more. My mom looked beautiful too. She always did.
Her mahogany curls were pulled up into a half-up/half-down hair style. She wore a white blouse tucked into a high-waisted black pencil skirt. Though once practically allergic to fashionable clothes, she had developed a taste for accentuating her beauty through clothes since becoming a vampire. She wore black pumps, making her about 5'8" instead of her usually 5'4". She kissed my cheek softly and turned around.
Walking down the stairs, she called, "Be down in five, okay, Renesmee?"
"Yes, Mom." Another thing about my mom: despite the fact she was actually 25, she still looked 18 or 19. She would never age. She'd forever be her gorgeous , teen self.
I checked myself over once more, adding some Vera Wang's Princess perfume to my neck and chest. The next thing I knew I was walking down the stairs about to make a grand entrance.
I turned the corner and walked into the living room. Aunt Rosalie was sitting in Uncle Emmett's lap, both entranced by the newscast on the TV. Aunt Alice was busy chattering away to Uncle Jasper who sat silent, listening intently. My grandparents, Esme-or Nana, as she asked me to call her, and Carlisle-or Pappy as I called him, were talking to my mother and father, Edward. Jacob and his pack were not here yet apparently.
I could smell something in the room that I hadn't smelled in a really long time. I hardly remembered the spicy, exotic scent. I racked my memories for possibilities but none came.
"Ness!" Emmett called from the couch, capturing my attention. "Someone'll turn heads tonight, won't she?"
I laughed. "Thanks, Emmett." I never used Uncle or Aunt in referring to my dad's siblings. It was just too much. Rosalie stood, her beauty radiating off of her, in her off-white silk strapless cocktail dress.
"My Nessie," she cooed, hugging me. "You look wonderful tonight."
"Thanks, Rose!" I beamed.
Alice pushed Rosalie out of the way and beheld me. She scrutinized my outfit and smiled. "You look absolutely stunning!" she prattled. "I knew it was a good idea to let you dress yourself. I've taught her well, huh, Jasper?" she asked, turning to her husband.
"You most certainly did," Jasper said, wrapping his arms around his wife's petite body. "You look very nice tonight, Renesmee."
I blushed and thanked him.
"Renesmee, can you come see?" Nana asked. Besides my mom, Nana and Jasper were the only ones to call me by my full name. Everyone just used pet names for me. "Oh, you look wonderful!" she said and I spun around.
"Nessie, I'm not so sure that dress is appropriate for a girl your age," my father smiled.
"Blame Alice, Daddy," I grinned back.
"Alice, I think we need to have a talk," Edward teased his sister.
"How did I know you were going to say that?" Alice chuckled with her laugh that sounded like bells.
"Mama, where's Jacob?" I asked and again I smelled something new. I could swear I smelled wolf but also that strange spice smell.
"He's on his way. Why don't you come help me in the kitchen with something?" my mother asked, her eyes distant. What could a vampire that doesn't even eat human food possibly need help with in the kitchen?
I followed her into our kitchen and standing there was Seth, Leah and her fiancé David, the Denali coven, and my friend from the Amazons, Zafrina. But still no Jacob.
"Zafrina!" I yelled running to give her a hug. In the months we prepared for our battle against the Volturi, I had become really close to Zafrina. She was the smell I vaguely remembered. The smell of spices and exotic things. She'd promised to come back and visit me sometime, but until now, she hadn't returned.
"Little Ness! Look how big you've gotten!" Zafrina exclaimed, enfolding me into her arms. Zafrina was tall, well over 6 feet and I was only 5'2", which made for an awkward hug.
She was showing me a memory of when I was little, one I'd nearly forgotten. I was sitting in her lap, giggling. It was such a happy memory. After the dangers of the Volturi had passed, we were free to have a little fun before everyone left. She was showing me memories of those last few hours she had spent in Forks.
After a few moments, I released Zafrina from my embrace. I gave Kate, Tanya, Carmen, Eleazer, and Garrett hugs. I punched Seth playfully on the arm and told David and Leah hi, when I heard a knock at the door. My heart sped wildly out of control. Jacob. It had to be.
I ran at an ungodly speed to the door only to find it was only Charlie, my mom's dad, on the other side.
"Hi Nessie!" he said brightly. "Happy birthday!" I gave him a hug and kissed his cheek, thoroughly disappointed. I couldn't wait to see Jacob. Charlie went and joined Carlisle and I decided to sit out on the porch and think for a little while.
I didn't even really understand why I wanted to see Jacob so much. I wanted him to see me as girlfriend material, I knew. The past couple days when we had hung out together, I had wanted so much more from him than we had. I found myself jealous of my aunts and uncles, who had their soul mates in their arms, who had someone love them unconditionally. I was jealous of Leah and David, Emily and Sam, who just had it so together. That was what I wanted. And I didn't want it with just anyone. I wanted that with my Jacob.
As I sat on the porch contemplating, I saw Jacob running towards the house. He had a big goofy smile on his face when he saw me and I noticed he was dressed up more than usual. He wore a polo and khaki pants and he looked absolutely irresistible.
"Jacob," I whispered, running towards him. I threw my arms around his neck and jumped into his arms.
"Nessie," he muttered back as I kissed him. It was my first kiss, but despite that, I knew what I was doing. I just let my body follow what my heart so wanted to do.
Jacob kissed me back, tenderly, and I could feel my heart spin and soar all over the place.
"Happy Birthday," he laughed, panting after we broke apart.
They say you never forget your first kiss. And I don't know about you, but I most certainly never forgot mine.