Renemee's POV
"We'll be back around 7, mind your uncles and aunts. We love you!" my mother lectured. You'd think that after 8 years of life, she'd know that I'm more mature then my Uncle Emmett and best friend Jacob combined.
"I love you too Mom. Goodbye." I heard the phone click and I knew she had hung up.
My parents and grandparents had left on a hunting trip this morning, leaving me with my fashion loving Aunts and hell raising Uncles, not to mention my 6'8'' werewolf best friend Jacob Black. Yes I, Renesmee Carlie Cullen, an 8 year old in a 16 year old body with the mind of a Collage student, was staying home with Emmett McCarthy Cullen, 20 year old turned vampire with the common sense of a kindergartener.
This day should be barrels of fun.
"Hey Ness!" I turned to see Jacob Black himself coming up the porch steps. His black hair was styled into a faux hawk (note: looks like Taylor Lautner's Hair) and was clad in a black dress shirt, opened to reveal his bronze six pack, and jeans.
"Jake!" I cried. I ran full tilt towards him and jumped into his waiting arms. Even after 8 years that I've known him, he is always surprised to see me react to his presence.
"Well, I should go take care of pack business more often if I'm going to get a welcome like this every time." He laughed. I felt his chest rumble as he said this and it never failed to make me feel at home.
He and I walked into the house to get something to eat. Seeing as we're both part human we have to eat. I had finally gotten used to human food and even learned to like it. He sat down while I busied myself getting everything ready to make hash browns, bacon, and sausage.
"So, where'd ya parents go?" he asked, playing with the salt and pepper shakers.
"Hunting." I answered, flipping the bacon.
"Soooo…" he began but I cut him off.
"I have to stay here Jake. Since Aunt Alice can't see me when I'm with you, I have to stay close to the house. And yes dad said." I added, seeing the look on his face that plainly said 'did someone say so?'
He slumped down and mumbled something about 'overprotective bloodsucker father' and 'no fun even when he is gone'
"Jake, he just wants to keep me safe." I said, bringing over his plate of food. "We can do something fun, just the-"
"HELL YEAH!" Uncle Emmett boomed. I slid into my hunting crouch and hissed instinctively while Jake growled and pulled me behind him. Uncle Emmett barreled into the kitchen.
"Do you guys want to do something fun today?" He grinned wickedly.
Uh Oh.