Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight; I'm just playing with the characters! I own part of the idea, but not all of it. I got the idea from Fruits Basket, the Japanese Manga!

A/N: Hey, thanks for checkin' out this story. It's my first FanFic I posted so I hope you enjoy it. It's the short version of a long version that I'm working on.

Enjoy!

Preface:

"Mommy," said Renesmee as I laid next to her, waiting for her to fall asleep. Since her father died, she could never sleep without me telling her a story like her father did.

"Yeah, baby," I murmured, stroking her head as I thought of her father. "What's wrong? What are you thinking?"

She paused as her hand touched mine that was still stroking her head. I glanced at her hand as she stared at me. She knew what I was thinking, who I was thinking about.

"How did you and Daddy meet? What did you guys do together?" she asked, wide eyed. I smiled; of all the questions she has asked about me and Edward since he died, she never asked that question. I knew it would pop up. It would have to eventually. If not now, when she was still a baby--she was still a baby to me even though she was already ten--but later, when she was an adult.

"You really want to know?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because I want to know why you would like someone that was so much older than you."

"He wasn't that much older than me," I commented. "He's only four more years than me."

"That's still a lot, Mommy."

I smiled. "Aren't you a bit old to be listening to bedtime stories?"

She glared at me. "Tell me the story," she demanded.

I laughed, kissing her forehead like Edward did to me when I had glared at him. Oh, I missed those kisses so much. I missed him so much period.

Pain ripped through my heart as I thought of him.

"Mommy," Renesmee whispered, either feeling or seeing my pain, "you don't have to tell me if it hurts you." I felt my smile reappear on my face when she said that.

"Don't worry, my sweet baby. You should know how bad I was in school."

She arched her eyebrows at me. "You? Bad?"

I laughed. "I was a bad girl, Renesmee. I was clumsy, but bad." She didn't believe me. I could tell by the way she was looking at me. "Just listen to the story."

A/N: Thanks for reading! I liked that you all read! This is only a preface! Don't worry! The chapters are longer! Tell me what you think! Please!