Prologue
Renesmee
My mom looked over at me with an anxious face, and I looked at her with innocent, unblinking eyes. She picked me up and cradled in her arms, I felt a huge serge of love for her, bigger than anything I'd ever felt. I touched her face and showed her that I was okay. Words didn't really need to be spoken when I could show people what I was thinking.
On the outside, I looked about five years old but in actual fact I was barely one. There were still lots of things I didn't understand but I knew that I was far more developed than any other children my age. Mentally, I'm probably a teenager, possibly younger. I still am like a child but somehow I seem to know everything already. I was already able to read not long after I was born, it's so strange.
A few weeks ago, when we had finally been freed of the worry of the Volturi, we knew they wouldn't be coming back. At least not for a while anyway. Mom pulled my close and her eyes bored into mine.
"I can't believe how much I love you, Rensemee." Bella's hair brushed lightly against my arms as she said this and I couldn't stop my lips from curling into a smile.
"Love you too, Mommy." I said.
"Nessie!" My Dad, Edward called, his golden eyes lighting up like a sun just appearing over the horizon. He had just gotten back from hunting, he pulled me up in his arms and swirled me around and I laughed. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, my auburn hair spiralled down my back and stopped around my waist, my eyes were like my mother's, but a little bronzed. I wasn't as beautiful as my mother, she was even more breathtaking than Rosalie, so pretty.
"Listen." Edward said to me, holding my gaze. "I think it's best you start school, Nes. Otherwise everyone around here will start wondering why you haven't."
"Daddy, I don't need too. I'm fine at home with you and Mommy and Jacob. I want to stay home and play, please." I meant it, I had seen the children who went to school, day in day out, I found the whole process extremely tiring.
"You're going, Renesmee." I knew he was serious when he said my full name.
"Daddy, please."
With a sigh, he turned away and I found myself considering the possibility, could I go to school and not give in to the temptation of human blood?
Just a quick thing, I was wondering if I should continue? The next chapter would obviously be way longer.