DISCLAIMER: I only own my original Characters, though I would love to own Jacob Black!
Jacob's POV
I'm at Renesmee's "13th" birthday party. Well, sort of. Really, she's turning 13 in everything except the actual years she's been alive, which is only about 4 ½. The birthday girl hasn't arrived yet, but I feel my heart pounding, which probably meant that she was close by. Whenever she's near, my heart beats faster than normal. The others say that this is strange, for it had not happened to them when they had imprinted. Leah actually took the time to get me a meeting with the town psych ward. Sadly, I was too busy entertaining Renesmee to get proper revenge. That's something I'll have to think about doing later…
All of a sudden, I heard yells of "Surprise!" and the door opening. I quickly stood up to find Renesmee standing in the doorway, wearing a scarlet, knee length dress that was strapless. Her long, straight brown hair, which normally went down to her waist, was twisted up into some complicated bun-like thing. Her very blunt bangs fell right above her dark brown eyes and her lips were painted the very same color as her dress. She had on black, tall heals that were about 2 ½ inches tall. In other words, she looked gorgeous. No, better than gorgeous- She… she looked… Hot. Then, as soon as I thought this, Renesmee turned my way and smiled her sparkling smile at me, her already blinding teeth looking extra white next to her lips. I smiled back as convincingly as I could, then heard a very quiet hiss of a voice behind me.
"Jacob Black, Come with me. Now." I turned around to see Edward Cullen, Renesmee's father and my first love's husband. I then realized that he probably had heard everything I was thinking, and that would explain the vivid look on in his face. I followed the vampire into another room. A split second after we were in the room, I heard the door slam and I was being backed up against the wall.
"How dare you even think about Renesmee that way! I knew it would happen eventually, but, Jacob, she just turned 13! Damn it, do you know what Bella would do if she knew? You'd be dead already!" Edward growled menacingly, glaring at me with every ounce of hate in his body. I shrugged and said, "I can't help it. Anyways, you know I only look older. I am really only 15. Now, I haven't wished Nessie "Happy Birthday" yet. So, bye." I walked out before he could say anything, then snuck up behind Nessie and picked her up into a big "Bear Hug" and whispered into her ear, "Happy Birthday, Nessie."