Ok, if you read The Cottage Trilogy: Family, then DON´T click that bad button in the top left corner of your screen. Because this is part 2, extra for my dear friend in Germany (I won´t write her name, she knows I mean her!). This is a few years after book one, Renesmee is fully grown. Renesmee/Jacob. IT´S MEANT TO BE!

NOTE: Stephanie came up with Twilight, so she owns it. I came up with the plot, so I own it. It´s quite simple. Please review, I except CONSTRUCTIVE criticism, flamers, go die, you suck.

The Cottage Trilogy

Book Two: Love

Chapter One

Renesmee POV

"Morning Mom!" I said as I opened the door of my room. Where ever she was, she´d hear me for sure. That was the bad part of living in a house full of vampires: they hear EVERYTHING, in the case of my dad, even what you don´t say. You always have to be careful. Gosh, I was so glad I didn´t have a crush. Now how embarrassing would THAT be? But I didn´t, so that was good. Somewhere, I heard Dad chuckle, but I didn´t know why, and I didn´t care. "I´m off!" I called, grabbed my iPod and left the cottage. I put on "try honesty" by Billy Talent, turned it right up and nodded to the beat. I loved anything that was loud and contained e-guitars. I loved music-and with that I mean PROPER music, not the junk Dad had in his car (Debussy! I mean, HELLO?). I played the guitar for over half of my life, and after about five years I started on the e-guitar. I´d play in a band, but what use would that be? We wouldn´t be able to do gigs, because if by some miracle somebody would offer us a deal, we wouldn´t be able to accept it. Too much publicity= moving out of Forks, that's what Mom tells me every single day. And, let´s face it; no one of us would be able to take that. Mom would miss Grandpa- I would, too, of course, but first and foremost I would miss my best friend Jake. He wouldn´t leave his pack, so he would stay. Just thinking of it put tears in my eyes, so I quickly reminded myself I was just thinking. I noticed the song was finished and the big house lay in front of me, so I put my iPod into my pocket and let myself in.

"Aunt Alice? Rose? Em?" of all my aunts and uncles, Alice was the only one I ever called aunt. I don´t know why, it just happened.

"Hello, Nessie! Do you want something to eat?" Rose´s voice came from the kitchen. Then I noticed I was really quite hungry, so I went to join her.

"What´s there?" I asked, eying the refrigerator.

"We´ve got a bit of blood left: elk, mountain lion- even though I think your father might kill you if you drink that-, buffalo and a tiny bit of pigeon." I grimaced, pigeon! And I´d probably end up having to take that, even though it was so watery and gross. We all still went hunting, of course, but often, we brought the animals home, drained them and put the blood in- yeah, it does sound gross- bottles. That way, anyone could just come into the kitchen and have a quick drink. "And there are toaster waffles in the cupboard. Waffles! In no time at all two lovely waffles were in the toaster. But just as they popped out, a tanned hand sneaked past me and grabbed one of them. "Hey!" I protested, turning. Jake grinned at me, his mouth full. "Jacob Black, didn´t your dad teach you good manners! That was MY waffle!" I huffed. I can get quite nasty when it comes to waffles.

"Sorry Nessie, but I haven´t had anything yet today. How about you just take the last of the pigeon?" she laughed, because he knew just too well what I thought about the taste of that animal. He laughed again and went into the lounge to watch MTV. I sat down while I waited for the next waffle; I was quite…well, I think you could say surprised. Just now, even though I had been annoyed with him, I´d seen him in a new way, in a way I´d never seen him before. Jake was my BFF, I wasn´t supposed to think that way. And it would just hurt me, a tiny voice in my head said. Nearly all shape shifters had imprinted now, it was only a matter of time until Jake found that one girl, too. Of course, it would change our friendship, no matter if I had a crush on him or not. If the girl didn´t like me, if Jake forgot about me…all that would break my heart a thousand times. That was enough for me; a million pieces might be too much to stick back together.

I was woken from my thoughts by the heavenly smell of toaster waffle, so I quickly snatched it before Jake came back for more. I poured myself a glass of buffalo to have with my waffles and then joined Jake in the living room.

Two days later, I was in my room, thinking about how crappy Dad´s taste of music was (he did grumble a lot, but I ignored it) when Mum came in "Renesmee, I think it´s time you go to school. You won´t grow, so you´re safe. And I am very sure they´ll have some kind of human food that you like." I stared at her, speechless. Me? Go to SCHOOL? I´d never been at such a place, and I didn´t particularly feel like finding out what it was like.

"But Mom! It´s SCHOOL! What, for heaven´s sake, could I learn there that I don´t know already! Dad taught me a lot!" I protested, but Mom just shook her head.

"We all can´t go, they know us already, but Jake will come with you. He just was there once, and a lot has changed since then. Believe me, it´ll be fun!" she smiled, squeezed me and left. Great. School. Wonderful. On the other hand, at least I wouldn´t be alone. But even that wasn´t as good as it would have been a while ago- my feelings for Jake had become more and more confusing and for that reason I hadn´t even answered his phone call this morning. That was very, very wrong, because normally I couldn´t wait to speak to him, but now I didn´t know what to say. Everything was a mess. Probably, even the toaster waffles were finished.

The next Monday came and I had to go to Forks High School. After quite a long conversation with Dad, I decided to take my own car- a Mini Cooper (A/N: I LOVE Mini!). I was just about to start the car when I heard a voice "Hey, wait up, will you? I don´t feel like RUNNING to school." Jake hopped into the seat next to me, hitting his head. I laughed, and it felt nearly right again, but then I looked into his eyes and my stomach fell.

"Let´s go, shall we?" I said, stressed.

"Hey Nessie, what´s up with you lately? You´re not your normal self at ALL!" he said, looking at me.

"It´s nothing I´m just…worried about the whole school thing, that´s all."

"No."

"Why are you such a know-it-all?"

"Because I KNOW you."

"Oh yeah? You really sure?" I hissed. I looked at him, he seemed as cross as me. This wasn´t our first fight, but it seemed…worse. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I stopped the car, not wanting to crash another car. Now hot, cross tears were streaming down my face, making it impossible to see. Jake pulled me to his chest, murmuring an apology and something about him being a total jerk, which made me cry even more, because one day this total jerk would belong to somebody who wasn´t me, and they´d be like Paul and Emily, who had just held the christening for their first child, Linda.

"Please, Nessie, tell me what´s wrong!"

"I…c…can´t , J…Jake. I w…wish I could, really!" I sobbed, burying my face in his t-shirt. He sight, but kept on stroking my hair. I closed my eyes- I might just as well enjoy it while I still can, right?

So that´s chapter 1. Maybe It´ll be more that too chapters, I´m thinking about it. REVIEW!