This story is called the urge to eat IT. It is my first story
Disclaimer: These characters are not mine; they belong to Stephanie Meyer the author that created these fabulous characters
Chapter 1: Wedding Bells, Tinkerbelle, Emmett and IT.
EPOV
I sat on the sofa glaring at Rosalie as she flicked aimlessly from channel to channel. I was debating weather to pounce on her when Emmett skidded into the room, nearly shattering Esme's new vase. Emmett then whizzed around to face me (this didn't even take a second) and opened his mouth to speak, when Alice danced into the room, a pained looking Jasper followed behind her. - What was up with him? Was being a vampire so awful that he had to look miserable and sad so any old person would pity him in his sad predicament. - I turned away, focusing on the woods that overlooked the house. 'Hi Edward' Alice sang, her voice was sweet and cheerful. 'What do you want' I mumbled, I concentrated harder on the woods. 'Why don't you read my mind and see' Alice chimed. 'Because I don't want to, just tell me! Why didn't Jasper calm me down? Or did he want to see me rip his fiancées head of? Yes, Jasper and Alice were engaged and Alice wanted her wedding dress to be exactly the same as Tinkerbelle's from Peter Pan, huh figures. 'I just wanted to say that Renesmee's coming with Jacob and Jena, there about 5 miles… 3 minutes away. I got up and walked towards the cottage to get Bella. Perhaps that was why I was in a bad mood today? IT was coming. IT was Janette, Jacobs and Nessie's three year old Human/Vampire/Werewolf daughter whose first name was a combination of Jacob and Renesmee's names. Her middle name was Estella a combination of mine and Bella's names. How I hated sharing part of my name with that thing! Not that I'd tell Nessie, who proved to be just as selective with her name choices as Bella. She refused to even consider any name which could be categorised as normal. Well are family weren't normal. Almost certainly news about Nessie and Jacobs's new creation would reach the Volturi. But I do not know when that news would reach Italy. I just hope that neither my Nessie nor Jacob have to think about losing their daughter… like I did. Even though I do not like Jena I would not wish that inevitable visit from the Volturi on anyone.