***I own nothing! All rights go to the amazing Stephenie Meyer!***

Renesmee's Twilight

Preface

Why is it that whenever things finally, FINALLY slow down, they pick right back up? I'm still the oddball, the outcast. But at least there's always one person who I know will always be there for me. My annoying, obnoxious, funny, friendly, comforting best friend and boyfriend, Jacob Black.

Chapter 1-

I still can't stand the idea that I'll probably never be entirely like the rest of my family. On account of the fact that they won't change me into a full vampire. Oh, no. Heaven forbid that I be completely like them! It's like that would be the end of the world for them! And whenever I try asking them again, they just shut me out. Ugh! The only one who even talks to me about it anymore is my (new) boyfriend, Jake.

About two weeks ago, he told me he had imprinted on me when I was born. But not like Sam and Emily - thank god!- more like Quil and Claire. But I'm guessing he only told me that because I told him that I had been in love with him for some time. That was when he told me that his feelings had changed over time. Now it's like Sam and Emily.

We were walking down by La Push, on First Beach. Holding hands, of course. That didn't mean anything, though. We always held hands. Any of our mutual friends would know that we're almost always touching. Whether it's a hand on a shoulder, or an elbow nudge... or holding hands.

I had just finished high school last week, which was fine with me because that meant I could spend more time with Jake, seeing as how he graduated some time ago.

"Nessie? Nessie! Pay attention," my Aunt Alice scolded. She was standing there in my walk-in closet with her hands on her tiny hips helping me pick out my outfit for the bonfire tonight.

"Huh? Oh, sorry, Aunt Alice."

"Okay, so, I'm thinking you should wear this cute purple mini skirt with this country shirt." She said.

"That's all fine, Aunt Alice, but will Jake like it?" I asked.

Her eyes softly glazed over as she saw my future. She and I both knew that she couldn't see the wolves, but hey, we tried.

"Ugh! Nothing! I can't see anything! Oh well," she sighed. "But with your figure, I'm sure he's gonna love it," she encouraged.

About ten mintes before Jake came to pick me up, my make-up was finished, as was my thick auburn hair. But I still had to change into the outfit Aunt Alice had carefully picked out just for this occasion. I walked into my bedroom's huge bathroom and began taking my regular outfit off. As I slipped on the tiny skirt and pulled on my cloggs, I was admiring how well the shirt I was wearing complimented my stomach area- since it tied a few inches above my belly button.

I stepped out of my bathroom to find Aunt Alice sitting on the edge of my large bed.

"GAH!" I screamed, surprised.

"Aww! It looks absolutely darling!" she said, completely ignoring my outburst.

"Aunt Alice! Are you trying to kill me?!"

"Of course not, Nessie! I just couldn't wait for you to walk all the way out of your bedroom, then all the way outside, then all the way inside the house-"

I cut her off. She was getting just a bit annoying. "Okay, okay, I get it!"

We heard the tires of Jake's brand new Eclipse roll into the driveway. The look on his face when my Dad had given him that present last year was priceless.

I shot down the stairs with inhuman speed only to run into Jake as he was running towards me. We both stumbled backward and onto the ground, him on top of me. We looked into each other's eyes for a long moment, then bursted out laughing.

When we righted ourselves Jake asked, "Ready to go?"

"Psh. I've been ready." I replied sarcasticly. He didn't need to know I just finished getting ready.

We ran through the short patch of woods separating my parents' small cottage and the Main house. We entered the enormous house through the back door, just so I could inform everyone that I was leaving.

"Okay, everyone, I'm leaving! Don't wait up!" I said with a grin, since that phrase is said so that people go to sleep... but no one can sleep here.

When we arrived at the border of La Push I asked, "So what's been going on in Pack Life?"

Jake got a sly look on his perfect face. "You'll see when we get there..."

We parked just outside of First Beach, and I was shocked to see that there were so many new faces sitting around the campfire. I gasped, taking it all in.

"Who are all these people?" I whispered to Jake.

"Well, there's Quil, Embry, Sam, Emily-"

I cut him off. "You know what I mean Jake."

"Oh, them. Ya, we got some new pack members. That's all."

That's all? Ya right. There had to be at least twelve new people here, four of them being girls.

Jake led me to a small group of girls, who I was surprised to find were all werewolves-oops. Sorry. Shape-shifters.

He said a quick hello to them, then to me, "I'm gonna go talk to Sam for a little. Why don't you get to know the girls?"

Okay, I guess. I could do that.

"Uh, hi. I'm Renesmee Cullen." There was a huge commotion over who was saying my name right. I should know better by now... Whenever I tell someone my full name, this happens. Every time.

"Ruhnaysme, right?"

"No, Darla, it's Ranezme!"

"No it's not, Sam! It's Renasme, duh!"

They all looked at me expectedly, pleading with their eyes for me to tell them they were right. When I didn't say anything, neither did they. Then we all laughed at our little silence. We must've been pretty loud,
since the guys all looked at us like we were crazy. This only made us all laugh harder... if that was possible.

I couldn't help but notice, though, that there was one girl who wasn't joining in the fun. She was simply staring at me. I stared back showing that I wasn't afraid, even though my stomach was in a billion knots. The girls noticed the shift in the atmosphere. They glanced between me and the party pooper, then Darla said, "Uh-oh."

Well, if that wasn't supposed to make me feel better, I don't know what would. Whenever somebody says 'uh-oh', it's not good.

Two of the girls strolled off, whispering to each other. The ones who stayed continued looking between us. Party pooper across from me said, very snootily I might add," It's Ruh-nez-may, girls."

"Jacob's been talking about you ever since I can remember," she continued. "It's getting really boring hearing his thoughts all the time because they're always the same." She laughed an evil laugh at her little joke. Even still, that one made me blush scarlet. Jake thinks about me all the time?

"I'm Jennifer. Not Jen, not Jenny. Jennifer. I'm in Jake's pack, if you haven't figured it out yet."

"Nice to meet you, Jennifer," I said, narrowing my eyes.

She should quit while she's ahead. Either that, or I can just teach her.