Hello everyone. I wanted to introduce myself (as I picture readers skipping over this message completely). My name is Sarah. I live in the Pacific Northwest of the United States. Yes, my town is a LOT like Forks. The rain, the forests- I use them as inspiration for my stories. My loves in this crazy world of ours are reading, writing, volleyball, movies, Starbucks, yoga, and Peter Facinelli (hottt stufff!). I'm a bit taller than average- six feet tall. I'm almost insanely outgoing and would love to get to know all of you. So without further ado...

Welcome to Daybreak, a Renesmee Cullen story. Follow Renesmee in her diary as her growth slows and she faces new friendship, love, and the adventures that come with growing up. My plan is to consistently update once a week. This story will be rated a constant T. It will ocasionally have suggestive references as Renesmee ages, and it will contain mild language.

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Dear Diary,

As the days go on and I spend more time with Jake, I find myself growing closer and closer to him. I can't help but wonder if he returns the new feelings I'm starting to have. Jake has always been my best friend, my comfort, my protector, and the person I couldn't live without, but these feelings are propelled by something much, much stronger.

Jake and I spend every free moment together now, and I wouldn't have it any other way. From the time of my birth, we have been connected in an inexplicable way- he smiles, I smile. His pain, my pain. There are no barriers between us, and we can trust each other with anything.

Last night, Jacob invited me to the pack's campfire. I thoroughly enjoy spending time with the pack and their imprints; they're basically family. Sitting across the campfire from Jake and I were Sam and Emily. The adoration visible in his eyes when looking at her was a look I was starting to grow accustomed to, except from Jacob. If only it held the same meaning.

At that moment, Jake slid closer to me on the bench and took my hand in his wide grasp. I knew this was something we've always done for as long as I can remember, but this time, it made my abnormally fast heart rate pick up even more. I was suddenly engulfed with the fantasy of what it would be like to be Jake's imprint- to know that he was mine and only mine, to feel his muscular arms hold me, to feel his lips press ever so softly-

I was brought back to reality when Embry started his two liter root beer chug. The blazing sun was setting behind New Hampshire's rolling hills, making the fire dance to life. Was Jake as aware of me in that moment as I was of him? Did he feel the connection and sparks strengthening in correspondence with the arrival of the night?

I pulled up the sleeves of my sweater and looked down at my snow boots. Only then did I realize that it was frigidly cold. When I was with Jake, almost nothing else mattered. We could have been on the summit of Mt. Everest and I wouldn't have minded, so long as we were together.

I struggled to make my thoughts coherent, to make them consist of anything that didn't revolve around Jake. I can't honestly tell you what happened in the next half hour. Somewhere between the sun disappearing and my head dropping to rest on Jake's shoulder, I slipped out of consciousness and fell asleep.

"We're home, Ness," his beautiful, husky voice whispered in my ear. I opened my eyes to the view of my house growing closer as Jacob carried me in his arms. The close proximity yet again revived the sparks. Yawning for effect, I snuggled into his broad chest. The heat radiating off his skin felt stunning in contrast to my own.

The warm air caressed my cheeks as we entered the house. My mom and dad were sitting on the long, white couch, and I smiled internally at their surprised looks. I felt Jake's body shrug around me, answering my dad's expression as it changed into a glare.

"Welcome back, Renesmee." My father struggled to shape his expression into a smile. "How was your evening?"

Jacob turned his gaze onto me. Why did his eyes have to smolder when I needed to assemble my thoughts? "Uh, it was.. really...terrific," I yawned.

"How could it have been terrific when you fell asleep before I broke my hot dog consumption record?" Jacob teased as a grin pulled across his face.

"I'm glad you had fun, darling. Good night," my mother called as Jake started moving up the gigantic staircase. Everyone else must have been out hunting, and the silence didn't help me fight the invading sleep.

We reached my room then, and Jacob gently laid me down onto my bed. "Good night, Renesmee," Jacob murmured as his lips pressed onto my forehead, making heart thud once again. He brushed his hafingers through my bronze ringlets before walking out of the room.

"Night, Jake," I whispered.

Today was certainly a new day. Although I'm not sure Jake feels for me in the same way I do for him, I know that I'm very blessed to have him in my life regardless.

Will write again tomorrow.

-Ness

The first chapter is published! Woohoo! Sorry for the incredible lack of words here. The first few chapters are an opening to the main plot of the story, which will start around chapter three. Everyone, have a fantastic day/night/afternoon...wherever you are in the world. See that review button? Press it. It'll make my day :)