Chapter 1
This is the first time I write and publish this kind of things so, please readers, be gentle and tell me if you liked.
"Nessie, wake up! First day at school", my mother called.
Yeah, first day for the zillion time, I thought. "Coming." I called back.
As if it wasn't enough to do high school one more time, I had to do it with my entire family. Well, except for grandpa and Grandma Cullen.
At least, I had Jake with me.
"Wake up, sleeping beauty". Speaking of the devil. My big, sexy devil.
I turned in bed in time to hear my dad hissing my boyfriend "get out of my daughter's room. Now."
Okay, this was becoming truly awkward and boring to live in the same house with my family and my boyfriend, having no chances of sneaking in the middle of the night to his room and have what I craved for so long now.
"C'mon, Edward. You know I won't do anything wrong!"
"I do know that, but the thought is still there,isn't it,dog?"
"Edward, give them a brake. Renesmee promised to us that she wouldn't do anything under our roof." my mother intervened.
"Exactly. They're doing it outside, and that's my problem, Bella!"
"What? What do you mean with outside?"
"Okay now, we're late for school. Let's go people!" The eternal savior, uncle Emmet appeared in time to save my ass and Jake's. "What's goin' on? Jacob knocked Nessie preg –"
"Time to get off for school" I told my Jacob.
"Edward, let them be, please. Nessie is an adult now, even counting the regular human years. She knows what she wants, and so do you. I know, you're the father of the girl, but I'm her grandfather. You all, go to school, now, or you'll be late in the first day." Grandpa said to all of us.
"Jacob, you come with me, and Nessie will go with Rose and Emmet. It's safer for both of you this way right now." Alice said this last part only to me while she putted her arms around my waist. I was taller than her now, which was sort of funny. The niece looking older than the aunt. Hah.
"Why did my dad said that about doing it outside, Jake? What were you thinking about?" I asked Jacob in my favorite and less showy way when we were in our first class, French.
"I was thinking that, well, maybe… if you just… if Edward could just hear… bah, forget it." He looked ashamed. What was going on, for crying out loud?
"Jake…" I whispered in despair. I didn't like to see him this way, mostly due to my way too much protective father.
"Later, Renesmee, please. I will tell you everything, you know that. But later, okay? Please?" he pleaded me, almost sounding tired. I let him be for the rest of our class.
