A/N: PLEASE READ THIS BEFORE YOU READ THE STORY!! -

I wrote this as a fanfiction, but for some reason, it turned out to be more like a real story b/c it doesn't move as fast as a fanfiction and the first chapter, maybe even the first few chapters, will be a little slow. I will NOT just dive right into the story like a lot of fanfictions. I will take my time. It may take a while to get each individual chapter out b/c I'm in pretty much all honors classes at my high school, and the teachers give us SO much homework. Only a month into the school year and I've already had almost 10 projects haha. Okay, now for the story.

Disclaimer - Me: walks up to Stephenie Meyer's doorstep and rings doorbell, patiently waiting for an answer

Stephenie: "Yes? How may I help you?"

Me: "Can I borrow your name, just for a little bit, and lend me the copyright abilities for a while, I'm writing a story."

Stephenie: "Uh… Nnnooo."

Me: "Aww. Okay." walks away sadly

See, I don't own the Twilight characters (although I wish that I did) and my name is not Stephenie Meyer (although I wish I was).

Now that that's cleared up, here's the story :D

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"Hey Bella, do you mind if I take Renesmee hunting with me?" Jacob asked me.

"Sure. Why not? She's old enough to make her own decisions. Besides, you two will be newlyweds soon." I winced at that last part.

Jacob smiled widely and ran out of the house, yelling for Renesmee.

Today is my hundredth vampire birthday… well, technically, it's been a century since I gave birth to my daughter, and technically died, but I felt more alive than ever.

(A/N: Did you read the A/N at the top like I asked you to?)

I looked in the window and saw my reflection. As expected, my eyes had gone from blood-red to gold. Right now, they were pitch black, but I didn't care, that just meant that Edward and I would have to go hunting. As for us, as in Edward and I, well, we were happier than we've ever been, if that's possible. We, as in the entire family, have moved maybe 10 times these past hundred years, but we used to go back every year for Christmas to Forks for Charlie. Every time we would go somewhere, Jacob would come with us.

I was happy to have Jacob leave with Renesmee to go hunting because it gave us a few hours to set up for her party. Usually, I was always so happy. Today, though, for some reason, I had a feeling of impending danger. Just then, Alice walked in.

"Hey, Bella. Jasper said that you were feeling a little down, so you better cheer up," she said, shaking me, "before Renesmee and Jacob get back. But, right now, we better get to work on the decorations before the two 'love birds' get back." Again, I winced.

I don't know why I always wince at that. Maybe because I was just being stupid, or maybe because I still, after a hundred years, couldn't get used to the fact that my baby was marrying a were-wolf. Maybe I was just being stubborn. I knew Edward felt even more annoyed at Jacob for imprinting on Renesmee.

As we started setting up the decorations, I thought about what had happened in this past century.

A few years after my transformation, we moved to Africa, where we just relaxed until we couldn't stand the isolation anymore. Although, I did have fun hunting an elephant and a lion or two… though not enough to effect the ecosystem of course. The other places that we've been to aren't very important because, well, nothing really happened. Now, in a few weeks, we were planning to go live with Tanya's family in Denali.

I haven't really been doing much lately. I've been practicing my shield ability and have learned to project up to two-hundred miles and individuals, if necessary. It felt really good to know that I would be able to do something to help if one of my family was in peril. Especially Renesmee.

Renesmee.

She's grown a lot. Mostly mentally though, since she's frozen in time like the rest of us. She likes to eat human food as well as animal blood now, so we got cake and ice cream for both Jacob and Renesmee. Sometimes, when Jacob was away from her side, which was rare, I would watch her sleep or simply hang out with her. They were inseparable. I didn't know why they had waited so many years to get married. Maybe they were waiting for us to move to Denali so that they could get married in the snow. I would have thought that they would want to get married while Billy and Charlie were still alive.

Charlie. Billy.

They both died around the same time as the other, having built a stronger relationship in this crazy, intertwined world. The vampire's dad and the werewolf's dad, best friends. When we visited him, I had the agony of watching them both get older and closer to death every year. Now I knew what agony Edward would have gone through if I hadn't been turned into a vampire: watching a loved one die more year after year. I had thought many-a-time to turn Charlie into a vampire, but then I would think of the pains it would cause him. Physically, he would be in agonizing pain for three days – I had found a way to tell Carlisle about my transformation without hurting him or Edward finding out, because that would just kill him – and mentally, he would be devastated about his family and friends dying. I also thought of how he was never really comfortable with this life that I chose.

When Charlie had died, almost every one of the Cullen's was sad, if only for a few hours to a few days, but they had all become close to Charlie. What made it worse was that I couldn't even go the funeral to help Renee through the pain. Jacob, Renesmee and I were all sad for a few weeks, maybe even a few months. Jacob was really sad mostly because his father had passed away only a few days before. At one point it was so much that Jasper had to calm us down. Since I was in pain, after a while, I started to realize that Edward was also in pain because of me being sad. After that, I put on a mask to hide my sorrow and smiled and joked along with everyone else.

So, when Renee died and I couldn't go to her funeral, I dealt with it better. I didn't go to Phil's funeral though. I didn't really care about him as much as I did Charlie or Renee… for all I know, he could still be alive.

As Alice and I put up the last decoration, we heard the pounding of a giant wolf's feet.

Alice smiled hugely. She loved parties. I should know. My wedding is proof.

Edward was down the stairs in a flash, one of his arms around my waist, the other holding a gigantic present for our daughter. I still loved the sound of that in my head. The same with saying my husband.

Renesmee, my beautiful daughter, walked in with Jacob at her side, looked around, and groaned. "Alice, why do you always have to do this to me?"

Yep, that's my daughter, I thought, opening up my mind to Edward.

He chuckled and said, "Our daughter."

Renesmee laughed her beautiful laugh as she heard this.

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Okay, what do you think? And I mean really, what's your view? Good or bad?.

L8rs! Jenanananana