Chapter 1. Nessie POV

Disclaimer: Honestly guys, if I owned Twilight, I wouldn't be sitting here in Biology fantasizing about Jacob Black.

Today was my sixteenth birthday. And again, Jake had gone all out on my present.

"Okay, move a little to the left. No too far. To the right. And… there! You can take off the blindfold, now." Jake said. We were in the garage at my family's house. My parents lived in the cottage a mile or two away, but as I got older, I moved to the house with the rest of my vampire family to give my parents some privacy.

I did as I was told, and removed the cloth covering my eyes. In front of me was a Ducati Diavel. From the motorcycle magazines Quil let me borrow, they were the hottest on the market right now.

I looked over my brand new motorcycle with happiness glistening in my eyes. "Thanks Jake. I love it already!"

"I'm glad you like it Nessie because I got myself one too." Jake admitted. "It's actually sitting by the curb." He knows me so well. He's like my best friend in the whole world, and I wasn't ever afraid to admit it. My wolf had helped me through every stage in my life and I was grateful for him.

"I don't know if we'll be able to top that. But we got you something as well," Mom said.

I turned around to see Mom, Dad, and Aunt Alice standing at the doorway of the garage. Aunt Ali looked knowingly at me. "She'll love it." She didn't need to see the future to know that, I guess. I'm like a blind spot for her visions.

Dad walked forward and handed me a small box. "Thanks," I said before stuffing it in my pocket. "Come on Jake, grab your motorcycle and we'll race to Quil's if he's not on patrol." I got on my new motorcycle to try it out.

"Nessie, wait-" Mom sighed. "Come inside so the others can give you your presents."

I rolled my eyes and turned around. Dad figured I was in my teenage rebellion years, but I was just six years old. I was born sixteen years ago, but I stopped aging around 6 years old. My family just wanted to continue celebrating my birthday until I got to be like 20 years old or something.

Jake trailed behind me as we were walking out. When we were passing Dad, he nodded to Jacob. Dad gave a slight smirk, "It's fine."

I suddenly got very upset. I took Jacob by the arm and led him to the kitchen. "What were you all talking about?" I questioned. I hated it when Dad used his gift to have one-sided conversations with people. I'm the kind of person who has to know what's going on.

"Nothing, really. I was just worried that he didn't approve of the bike." He said.

"Gosh, Jacob!" I threw my hands up in the air in frustration. I paced back and forth for a moment, what I always do when I'm trying to think of the right words to say. I paused and walked back to where he was standing in confusion. "Why are you all of a sudden trying to get on Dad's good side? It's like you're looking to him for consent on everything regarding me! We used to hang out all of the time, staying out late, partying, just having fun…" In a hushed whisper, I added, "Remember the time you took me to that club in Seattle?"

Uncle Emmett started laughing from the other room. It's too bad that my business is always out in the open. Dad can see whatever's on my mind. And we live in a house full of vampires with acute hearing. But, my hearing is just as good. So, that helps perfectly if there's a couple of pranks I want to play on my two favorite uncles.

Before Jacob could respond, I said, "I don't know what's been going on with you, but let me know when you're ready to explain." I opened the back door, motioning for him to leave. He nodded solemnly and exited the room, before I slammed the door behind him. I was surprised he had nothing to say on the matter.

I suddenly felt happy and excited to open my presents, thanks to Uncle Jasper.

I went to the living room where all my family was to begin opening presents. I paid no attention to the wolf I heard whimpering outside of my house. No one else seemed to pay a mind to it either. Although, I knew they heard every single thing I accused Jacob of. I just didn't know why Jacob had been acting so bitchy.

I quickly glanced over at Dad, hoping he hadn't heard that. He gave me a stern glare before I sat on the couch. I said a quick mental apology to Dad for my cursing. Again, with the whole mind reading problem.

Grandma Esme redecorated my room as her present. Now it made sense that she and Grandpa Carlisle suddenly wanted me to spend more time in La Push with Jacob's pack. She'd been giving my room a makeover. She led me upstairs to let me see it. The room really reflected my personality. The walls were black and the carpet was now purple. New furniture replaced my old childish ones, to which I was very grateful for. Grandpa Carlisle had given me a few of the old paintings in my room. I had my eyes on them for a while. They're antiques, but I love them anyways.

Uncle Emmett got me the latest gaming system along with ten new games. He smiled ruefully, "You are so going down little niece."

I gave him a mocked grin, "I'd like to see that happen." What he didn't realize is that he was going to lose to his favorite niece. Quil already had the game, so I'd already had tons of practice.

Auntie Rose gave me a new makeup set. It's fun to just wear the eye shadow and lip-gloss around my house. But, I'm not the kind of person to wear it out in public. I quietly thanked her. Much to Dad's disapproval, she'd been teaching me a thing or two on how to apply makeup and keep your skin healthy and clean with moisturizer. I don't know how she's retained all this information from over the years, though. Being a vampire, she doesn't need to wear it any more. Although every now and again, she'll touch up with some light blush, lipstick, or eye shadow.

Aunt Alice replaced all my clothes in my clothes in my closet with new ones. I was grateful for that anyways because I tend to be an adventurous person. I was out of my pink stage. Last year, I was obsessed with that color. Now, it's all about black.

Uncle Jasper got me a new cell phone. The latest and the greatest, of course. He knew how I was feeling about my old one.

I had really bonded with Carmen from the Denali Coven. She and Eleazar came to visit me at least once every few months. She's like one of my other aunts. She sent me a bracelet. Engraved was the phrase that she called me from when I was a baby. It read, 'bebe linda.'

Eleazar gave me a new laptop with pictures on the desktop from their latest trip around the world. They were adventuresome just like me. It was one of the reasons as to why I loved them. Their box of presents also came with a small envelope. I opened it up to find two airplane tickets to Spain. An attached note from them read:

Para mi bebe linda,

Yo se que tu siempre haz querido visitor España. Pore so te cempré voletos. Va a ser tu, yo, Eleazar y alguien mas que tu quieras. Eleazar y yo te daremos incluso untoor de todos los lugores a donde ir a traves de las centenas. Llamame cuando quieras.

Con amor,

Carmen

My extensive knowledge of over 26 languages helped me figure out what she was saying. She, Eleazar, and I were going to Spain. The extra ticket was for anyone of my choosing. They were even giving me a personal tour of the best places to go from over the centuries. I have to give her a call whenever I'm ready to go.

It's times like these that I wish Carmen was my real aunt. I'd have to call them and give them my thanks.

It's only too bad that I knew who everyone expected me to take. Jacob Black. After our fight in the kitchen, I can't see how I'd spontaneously ask him to come with me. And I can't see why he'd accept. Maybe, I'll take someone else though. Just because someone's your best friend doesn't mean you have to tow them around everywhere.

"Okay, well seeing as though we'll all done here, I think I'll spend some time in my room, now." I said as I stood up from the couch.

"Not so fast. We're going to do this right, Nessie. Your mom always spoiled our fun on her birthdays, and we're not going to let it happen, again. Finish opening your presents, then we'll have cake." Aunt Alice said. I knew her words were final, but I decided to push my luck anyway. Maybe I'll get my way on my birthday.

Dad gave me a look that it wouldn't work, but that didn't stop me from trying. "But Aunt Ali, there aren't anymore presents." I said.

"On the contraire, the gift that's in your pocket?" Dad reminded me.

"Oh shit," I quickly pulled the small black box out. I hadn't meant to curse and especially not in front of my family.

"Alright! Way to go, Nessie! Your first curse word," Uncle Emmett broke the tense silence. I nodded convincingly trying to make them believe it was my first time, but I knew I wasn't fooling Dad or Uncle Jazz. Uncle Jazz can spot a lie from any distance thanks to his gift.

Uncle Jazz quickly acted, and made sure we were all happy again. And suddenly, I felt in the mood to open more damn presents.

I carefully opened the box and tossed the lid onto the table. Inside was a necklace. Dad smiled as he watched me closely appraising it. "It's been in the family for years. I figured we'd give it to you on your sixteenth birthday."

Mom helped me to fasten it around my neck and I gazed into the mirror across the room. It looked beautiful. It was sterling silver with amethyst stones on each link.

"Thanks," I genuinely appreciated it.

"Alright, let's get some cake!" Uncle Em stood up and rubbed his hands together, excitedly.

Uncle Jazz sighed. "Emmett, we don't eat cake."

"But wouldn't it be fun to try?" Uncle Em pressed. I laughed at his stupidity. Although I can eat human food, I prefer blood.

We all got up to get some cake. Auntie Rose whispered in my ear as she passed, "You'd think he'd learn from the last time."

I laughed remembering the time I pulled a prank on Uncle Em. I came out of nowhere and stuffed a piece of chocolate cake in his mouth. I had awesome stealth and he didn't see it coming. He threw a fit and sweared to get me back. Yet, he still hasn't.

Dad chuckled at my memory and handed me the knife. "Make a wish, Nessie." Uncle Em laughed.

I decided to take him up on that one. I wished that he'd try a piece of cake. I really wanted to see the funny look on his face.

"Awww… Nessie you're not supposed to tell your wish." Uncle Em complained.

I blinked at him, confused. He sighed in a mocked disappointed tone, "Edward already knows and Jasper can at least guess from your feelings."

I laughed and cut the cake. Instead of putting it on a plate, I threw it into Uncle Emmett's mouth just as he was about to say something. His face twisted up in disgust.

I laughed, "Well at least you figured out what it tastes like." I battered my eyelashes at him. He can't resist the cuteness. Uncle Em bravely swallowed the cake as Jasper spread the laughter around.

Then, Mom just had to ruin the moment. "Nessie, do me a favor and wrap up Jacob a piece of cake," Mom said.

I sighed as I gave myself a piece. "I'd rather not." I licked my fingers one-by-one.

"Renesmee, you will cut Jacob a piece of cake and leave it for him." Mom repeated.

Auntie Rose winked at me, "I got this." She cut a chunk of cake for Jake and took out a big mixing bowl. She bent it to look like a dog bowl and scratched the name 'Fido' on it with her nails. She placed it and another bowl of water out on the ground outside the back door for him. They always acted this way towards each other, but I found it funny. They used to hate each other, but if you ask me, right now they're just tolerating each other for my sake.

I leaned against the table and began to dig in. "Oh Nessie, you're forgetting something," Grandma Esme said, and pointed me towards a small package amongst the strewn, torn wrapping paper.

"Oh," I said as I calmly sat my food down onto the table. I went to the living room to check it out. I was pretty sure we'd gotten all of the presents taken care of. A few seconds later, everyone was back in the room watching as I examined the package. It seemed to be carrying something small. I chose not to rattle it in case it was something valuable inside.

"Who's it from?" Grandpa Carlisle asked. He moved next to me to get a good look at it for himself.

I turned it over a couple of times trying to figure out. "I don't know. It doesn't say."

Aunt Alice sighed. "I can't look into the future to find out because Nessie's future is so wrapped up in it."

Dad nodded. "If it's that bad, then maybe you shouldn't open it Nessie."

I shrugged and placed it in my pocket anyway. How can a gift this small be bad? I intended to find out, but I didn't want my Dad to know. Instead I kept my mind preoccupied by singing, 'Happy Birthday to Me.' And, he looked as if he didn't realize a thing of what was really going on inside my head.

A/N: I actually am excited about this story. It's one of my first fanfics. Every chapter has been planned and I'm feeling good about it. So, what do you think the package will contain? Review and all smiles! Constructive criticism would be nice!