Disclaimer: I do not own anything Twilight. I do own these photo albums and Renesmee's personality. 

The Scrapbook

Introduction

Renesmee was now technically 15 years of age, looking to be about 18, seeing as her aging stopped when she was seven. She had always seen it. It, being the old leather bound photo album that she wasn't allowed to see until she had been part of the family for twenty years. She sighed. That's five years off, she thought, it might as well be forever.

She was usually a curious person, but that curiosity was always satisfied within a good hour or two by her family. Not that she was the most spoiled person, but she definitely wasn't one to let her wishes be ignored. Again she sighed. She had been secretly obsessed with that book since she saw her mother go through it and add hundreds pictures to it.

The book was huge. It was twice the size of a laptop computer and a thousand pages thick. But strangely the one that her mother had had a number 5 on it and other than that one moment she had only ever seen the outside of was 1. That meant there were four others scattered and hidden across the house and lately, she was determined to find all of them. Even if she wasn't allowed to look at it. She was going to find it.