My name is Renesmee Cullen and I am a vampire. Well to put it more accurately I am half vampire/half human and I am finally on my own. Two years ago I turned 17 and became fully matured, and that was when I made the choice; the choice that eventually I would set out on my own for a little while. I love my family, but I need the freedom to make my own choices and live with the consequences of them.
I had been traveling for two days almost nonstop across the U.S. in order to put as much distance between me and my family. I knew that my father would want to come looking for me I just hoped that my mom would eventually persuade him that this was for the best. I had left note for them explaining my decision about leaving, and that someday I would be back and for them not to worry about me. I loved my family dearly, but sometimes you just need to be your own person, or in my case my own vampire.
By morning I would be in New York City where I had decided to catch the first flight to London. My rational was that Europe would be a good place to be and London would be a good stop over for my ultimate destination of Paris.
What I would do after that I had no clue, which was half the fun of it. I had enough money to do anything I really wanted to do, but even so I had decided to get a job at least and then go from there. I might be a vampire, but there was plenty of life to live and I wanted to do as much of it as normal as possible, at least for now.
I had been living in Paris for almost 3 months now and loved every minute of it. I had my own one bedroom apartment in a very old building, and a job working at the Book Cellar on the Rue Jean de Beauvais. I loved my days among the stacks of books, and my nights exploring the streets of old Parie.
Sitting in sidewalk cafés in the morning enjoying an espresso and a newspaper and just watching the city come to life was in a sense ecstasy. Although there were times when the loneliness would hit me like a ton of bricks, I knew that I was doing the right thing. I needed to be in Paris, like some part of my destiny was waiting here for me.
I was hurrying through the bustling streets one cold day in February when I caught a scent that sent me spinning, there was another vampire around. Since my move I hadn't really come across a lot of vampires, just a few, but this scent was so strong to me. It seemed to almost overtake me completely, and I had this overwhelming urge to find it.
I steadied my fluttering heart and focused on the scent. It was coming from behind me and moving away down the street. I turned and started to snake my way around the people trying to get to it without resorting to vampire speed while in the crowds, that would definitely make a scene. I knew the scent was heading in front of me across the river and past the Louvre. I stopped in narrow alley between some apartment buildings to try and get a grip on the direction of the scent when it seemed to completely overtake me again. There at the end of the alley was the most beautiful male vampire I had ever seen, and he was coming straight towards me.