I'm Much Older Then You Think
A/N: This is my first FanFiction so don't be too critical. Thanks!
- OhTay
I don't own anything that belongs to Twilight. It all belongs to the wonderful Stephenie Meyer.
RPOV:
I can still remember when I first saw Jake. To be honest, he fascinated me. He wasn't like anyone else I had seen. He wasn't like me family, who was pale and cold. He wasn't like me, who, at the time, was small, and he wasn't happy. He was big, tall, tan skinned, warm, and mad. I could see that there was something there that I didn't understand. He didn't have a smile on his face when I first saw him. He didn't look at me like I was a beautiful gift, like Aunt Rose. He looked at me like I was something that should have been dead, like I was a disgusting monster.
I mean you can't really blame him. At that point he had thought that I had killed my mother, his only love at the time. If I had been able to understand all of this at the time of me birth, I probably would have thought the same thing. But then he had imprinted on me. Yes, I know he imprinted, but my parents don't know that I know, so I don't bring it up. I feel like they don't want me to know, that I'm too precious or whatever.
When Jake walked into the house this morning, he was wearing my favorite light blue, short-sleeved, shirt with his favorite tan shorts. I like the shirt purely because it shows off how muscular he is. He sat down next to me on the floor like he usually did when he got off patrol. It never accured to me why they still did patrol. If something was coming, Aunt Alice would see it. She always sees everything. She is even getting better at seeing me, but it is still a work in progress.
Anyways, I was listening to my iPod, so when he sat down next to me, I pretended that he wasn't there. When he realized I wasn't going to pay him any attention, he took my headphone out of my ear and yelled, "Nessie!"
"What?" I screamed back at him. He is always happy in the morning, although I don't get why.
"Why didn't you say hello?" he asked me, even though he knew the answer. I hate when people interrupt me when I am listening to music. He knows that, I know that, everyone knows that.
"Jake!" I complained as I grabbed me headphone back. "I was just getting to the best part of the song! You know I hate when you do that!"
"Sorry, Nessie. I just wanted to talk that's all." He grabbed my iPod and threw it onto the couch above us.
I looked at him for a few more seconds then gave up. He was so cute when he was sad, that I couldn't keep the smile from creeping onto my face.
"It's okay, Jake. So what's up?"
"I have something to show you. It's a little bit away though so we will have to run." As he said this he smiled at me. I knew then that I had to go. His smile dragged me into it like a dog being dragged into the house with a treat.
"You had me at 'run'."
As we were getting up, my mom walked in. She was wearing jeans and a v-neck black t-shirt. Her and my dad were going hunting later and I could hear him upstairs asking Aunt Alice and Uncle Jasper if they wanted to go too. She looked up to see Jake and I walking to the door.
"Where are you two going?" she asked, as she walked toward us.
"Jake has to show me something. It's a little bit away so we will be running," I said with a smile. I really love to run. It's one of my favorite things to do as a vampire. Well a half vampire anyway.
"It's just up north. We won't be long, Bells," Jake said making me even more confused. The only thing up north was that small fort we had built when I was, physically, 10. If we went by my real age I was probably 3, which is still something funny to think about.
"Okay, Jake," my mother said. "Just be sure to have her home soon. Charlie is coming over after dinner and he really wants to see Renesmee."
My mom was the only one that still called me by my real name. In my option, it was long and complicated to say unless you say it enough. When I go to school, my teachers always call me Nessie. They say it's because I prefer to be called that, but I heard a couple of them talking, saying that it was just too hard a name to say.
"See you later mom," I said as I walked out the door. When we were far enough away were I knew my mom couldn't here us, I stopped running. I heard Jake stop a few feet ahead, phase back into a human, turn around, and jog back to me. When he got to me, I looked him straight in the eyes and said, "What the heck is up north? Anything after right about here is tree. Only tree."
He looked at me and I saw the corners of his mouth turn upward. "It's a surprise," he said. Then he phased back into a wolf, my wolf, and was off.
A/N: Ok so there you go. Chapter 1, done. Please Review and tell me what you think.
P.S. I'm always open for ideas, just message me.