Rising Sun
Chapter 1. Should I tell him?
RPOV
"Renesme… I mean Nessie darling its time for dinner," my mother Bella called from down stairs. Ugh. Wouldn't she ever learn that I wanted to be Nessie not Renesme! I mean sure I love her a lot but sometimes it was just a little much. What's the point of even cooking normal… or human food for me. I mean I don't even like the retched stuff, it's not that Grandma Esme isn't a good cook or anything, she cooks the greatest food that I or Jacob for that matter have ever had. And that's saying something because Jacob eats a lot. "Nessie, come ON. I can't eat until you get down here and I am HUNGRY," Jake yelled loudly from down stairs. Well I better get down there then or he might come up here and eat me! I giggled at my own joke. "Coming Jake, don't eat the furniture," and with that I went down to the kitchen.
As I walked in I smelt the smell of stake and potatoes. Yum… What am I thinking! This food… or Jacob must be getting to me. I walked over slowly and sat down beside Jake at the kitchen table, before I had hardly sat down on the chair he pulled me into a huge bear hug… or should I say wolf hug..? and gave me a kiss on the cheek. My heart stuttered and then sped up to twice the normal speed it was supposed to go. Wow that was embarrassing, being in a normal house hold it wouldn't have been so bad, but being in a house full of vampires and a wolf that caused the problem it was horrible at that moment. Jacob laughed under his breath and my dad, Edward, growled. I looked down on my plate blushing furiously. I was amazed that Jacob could do that to me. It was… a week ago I guess when it really dawned on me that I liked Jacob in a way that was different from the brotherly way I always thought of him in. We were at the beach about to go swimming together and he took off his shirt. I of course had seen him with out a shirt before seeing as he was a werewolf and never got cold, but I had never thought of him like that!
My dad coughed breaking through my trance. I looked at him along with everyone else, he was looking at me with an annoyed expression, sorry dad, I called out with my mind. He hmphed and I turned around blushing more furiously than before. Jacob squeezed my shoulder, urging me to look up at him. I looked up slowly and hesitantly. Big mistake. His deep brown eyes were now in the form of puppy dog eyes, one eye brow raised in question. I lifted my hand and placed it on his cheek, I told him that I might tell him, and I stressed the might to the extream. Catching that he looked me hard in the eyes and practically begged me meantally. I pulled my hand away knowing that if he was listening he would catch my thoughts towards him. I shook my head, arguing with him, begging with him in my own way knowing that he would never make me do something that I didn't want to. I looked away down at my plata and started eating, I looked beside me where Jacob was sitting and my breath caught. He was so beautiful sitting there although he was stuffing his face with the meat. My dad growled again. Oops. I pried my eyes away unwillingly and looked at my food and started to eat again, translating O' Canada into latin.