1. Surprise

I woke up, the dawn of a crisp fall day slowly arriving. My groggy eyes were still blurred with the sweet dream my parents would never get… my family would never get. I, Renesmee Carlie Cullen, am half-human, half-vampire. My parents were Edward and Bella Cullen. Mom and Daddy are vampires. Mom had me when she was still a human, before she made the decision to spend forever with my dad. I am a rare creature. Only one other is like me, and I don't often associate myself with him. I am a normal girl, as far as living in a house full of rich vampires. I go to Forks High School. I am eight-years-old, but my growth has made me appear to be sixteen. Other than my growth, I also breathe and sleep like a human. As a vampire, I drink animal blood, appear inhumanly beautiful, and shimmer in the sunlight. My family sparkles… I am not whole enough to sparkle.

But one whole other part of me is that I am the future wife of a werewolf. Jacob Black. Once in love with my mother, Jacob hated me for risking her life. As soon he saw me, my small child-like face, everything important in his life had strings that were all tied to me. Jacob, werewolf, imprinted on me, half-vampire. It is strange how the universe works. Sometimes I wonder, like my mother, if everything revolves around a fictional story. Vampires, werewolves, and sometimes I wonder if my best friend Natalie is a witch, a pleasant one of course.

Natalie Collins, who attends Forks High, like myself, is sixteen. She is considerate towards others and a good listener. She is fairly short, with big blue eyes you could drown in. She had straight, shoulder-legnth dark brown hair, and ivory skin, almost as white as mine. She was quiet, but had a big heart. I met her a few weeks ago at the start of the semester. We had first period together. Sometimes I think she understands that I am… different, and she always seems to know when I am confused on how some teenagers behave.

I am constantly told by my two aunts, Alice and Rosalie, that normal sixteen year olds are not worried of such things as classic literature. I should be worried about my appearance, wealth, and the amount of time I spend on my cell phone. My mom always supports my decisions, probably because I am a lot like her in personality. But there is no stopping Alice. Every morning, Alice comes to my little cottage to pick out my school clothes. Then I am sent up to Rosalie's room, where my hair is detangled in the perfect way as to where my bronze downfall of springy curls are in place.

Daddy taught me how to drive when I was seven. He took me in his Volvo up to the clearing during the summer, when it wasn't damp outside. He taught me everything I should know, and how to act human when I get my learners permit, license, and so on. He taught me how to drive so I could take myself to school. It would be odd if a sixteen year old was dropped off by her parents, especially if her parents were Edward and Bella Cullen.

It was another rainy September morning. Today I chose to drive the Ferrari to school, a gift from Daddy to my mom on her first vampire birthday. I slowly pulled into the little parking space, careful not to run any mind-boggled teenage boys. I surfed my way through the star struck crowd of people and headed towards the bench where I always met up with Natalie. We would then walk to first period together, Biology, with Mr. Banner. I was assigned next to Charlie Jones, the 9th grade jock. I spoke to him when necessary, which wasn't often, as I did all the group projects on my own.

Then something hit me. It was a particular smell. A scent I had only smelt in the comfort of my home. It was sterile. Needles, and Latex. Something Carlisle practically lived around. Doctors' equipment.

"Today, class," said Mr. Banner. "We are going to do blood typing."