Stephenie Meyer owns all.
BPOV
"One hundred and twenty seven years since i saw this place, and its still perfect. What did you do Carlisle, put a spell on it?" I joked as we approached the Cullen house once again.
My whole family laughed playfully at the idea of vampires casting spells, for most of them this was the second time walking back to this house. My first day of a new beginning at an old town. As we drove through the town to get here, i saw everything i remembered, almost everything was still recognizable as what it once was. I saw my old house, Charlie's house. I missed Charlie, for the short while i was with him, and the even shorter time Isabella Marie Cullen was with him, he was the second best person in my life. First being of course, my Edward. Charlie's house was still as i remembered, jut a little redone. The Cullen house, my house, had no change, except that the garden was very overgrown. Even the spiders knew not to stay here, i couldn't find a single cobweb, not even with these eyes.
"Your right, hasn't changed a bit." Renesmee agreed, she was fully grown, and perfect, now and she would be that way forever.
The one thing i still haven't really gotten used to after all these years as a vampire, is that i will be here forever, forever with Edward, forever with my best friend Alice, and forever with my daughter Renesmee. Rosalie has gotten used to me just as i have to her, although Alice and Rose have put themselves in charge of my wardrobe. They planned me second wedding with Edward, which was just as good as the first. It might have even been better, just the family, my the meadow. Small just how i wanted it to be.
Driving back through the town today, or should i say tonight, felt almost like driving back through forks those one hundred and twenty nine years ago, driving through for the first time since i was young. How i looked at everything and remembered how it was, now i look upon it all and pray none of us lose control while in my favorite little town, Forks. The grandchildren, maybe even great grand children of my best friends and family, will have no idea what the new students at Forks high school are really feeling on their first day. Maybe Jacob will still be alive down at La Push, as an old man, somewhere in his hundreds. How long did it take him to stop phasing, and to start aging? Did he ever stop phasing, was he waiting for me and Renesmee to return? I know how hard it was for him to give her up, he came with us to Alaska for a while, and gave up. He went back to La Push and said goodbye to his father, Billy died a few years after we left.
Jacob told Renesmee and me that if he could stay immortal for long enough, he would wait for us, then travel with us. It would be easier for him if he had nothing to leave behind. Did he start aging again? So many questions ran through my mind as Esme opened the door to the Cullen house, our house, and we all took our first steps into the house once again. I was restarting an old beginning, and so were the rest of my family, again.
I heard Renesmee suck in a shocked gasp from beside he, and i felt Edward wrap his arm around my shoulder.
"Its just how i remembered, the couch, the Television,"
She walked around the corner to the dinning room.
"The room here we spent days hiding away with Jacob, introducing me again and again."
I remembered it all perfectly well too. She put her fingertips to my jaw, just below my ear, and showed me every memory she had of this place. Suddenly a memory of our cottage went through our minds.
"The cottage!" Nessie said, hardly said, she almost yelled it.
"Can we see it? Is it still as perfect as this?" She asked excitedly
Nessie let more memories of our cottage run through our minds. Renesmee dropped her hand and i decided to drop my shield, I pulled it right out of my mind and showed Edward my memories of the cottage. He smiled and pulled my face into his, i wanted to ask him if we could see our cottage again, but his lips were on mine and i forgot all about it.
The first chapter of my first story. i might take a while to update, I'm a slow writter and school starts again soon!
