I walked through the crowded streets in NYC in search of my beloved

I walked through the crowded streets in NYC in search of my beloved. All the people around stared at me as I walked by. Of course I ignored it, being used to having people stare at me. I don't look like I belong; in fact I don't belong at all. I'm Renesmee Cullen (or just Nessie) and I'm part vampire.

I ignored the immature whistling that seemed to follow me wherever I go. These people were more animal than man. My feet were heavy with weariness, as I pushed my way through the crowd. Someone (or something) tapped my shoulder. I spun around to be face to face with a black haired, pale skinned man. "Are you looking for something?" He asked me. His voice was something else; it reminded me of my Jacob.

"No, not really…only my friend." I replied nervously. How can I be nervous? I'm part vampire for god's sake! I shouldn't be nervous!

"Well, you look tired, why don't you stay at my place for the night?" He said in a friendlier tone. I thought for a moment. I mean, I might be part vampire but I still had some human weaknesses. I gasped, feeling a burning pain in my side as my old wound opened. The man watched me intently, making me feel like I was some kind of unique treasure. "Are you okay?" He said looking at my burning side.

I nodded "Yea, I'm fine." I pulled my hand away from the bleeding wound. Crap! There goes my favorite shirt! It was my mother's once upon a time. I looked from the stained fabric to my hand (It was now covered in blood). The man stepped closer to me and sniffed my hand.

"You…you're PART vampire?" He whispered.

I nodded "Yea…half vampire…my father's a vampire and my mother was a human..." Why was I telling him this? Did I already trust him? Well…considering the circumstances I guess I'll have to trust him. I held my clean hand out "I'm Renesmee Cullen…you can call me Nessie."

The man nodded, the corners of his mouth twitching into a crooked smile (Much like my father, Edward's smile.) "Call me Sam, and I'm a pure vampire" He smiled, "You didn't answer my first question yet ya know."

"Oh, yea, I guess so. Why not?" I smiled; I seriously needed a place to stay.

Sam smiled "Okay, follow me." He slipped into a dark ally and stood in front of a high wall. I ran behind him as fast as I could, still clutching my side.

Sam knocked on the wall. The wall opened up as if someone pushed it open. I stared at the gaping hole like an idiot. "Nessie?" Sam grabbed my arm in his strong freezing cold grip. He let go of my hand and jumped back hissing "What the hell was that?? I thought you were part vampire! Not shape shifter!" I felt my face turn pink and I began to feel depressed again. Jacob, my Jacob, he's a shape shifter. I tried to hold the tears in, but I've been holding them in for so long that I couldn't. So here I stand, tears pouring out of my eyes like a sprinkler in front of this random guy because he happened to comment on my unusually hot skin. Sam noticed the tears, and the slight blush. "I'm sorry…" He muttered.

"No no, it's nothing…my friend's a shape shifter that's all…"

Sam nodded with understanding "Oh." He laughed in attempt to make me feel better, strangely, it worked. "Well, I wasn't expecting such heat from a half-vampire." He grasped my hand again, luckily I was used to vampires otherwise I'd jump back from his freezing cold hands. Sam dragged me into the dark hole.

This is not really a chapter, more like an introduction BTW