A/N: Hey, thanks for clicking on our story, and by our, I mean Vanessa and myself, Lindsay. As you can see, we are not Stephenie Meyer and we don't own anything that belongs in the world of the Twilight Saga, or any references we choose to make. We're just two girls with a love for the relationship between Bella and Renesmee that have chosen to stretch the world a little farther. That being said, there will be both Bella and Renesmee's point of view. You should be able to tell who is who, as you'll hear from both of them every chapter. But that's enough from the writers, enjoy the story!

Prologue

For any normal person the first day of high school might not be such a big deal, but to me and my family it was. You see, we're a family of vampires. Actually, we're a family of vampires, hybrids, and shapeshifters, but you get the idea. High school really shouldn't compare to that. But it did, mostly because it was my first time in high school after my change, and my daughter, Renesmee's, first time, period. Let me explain.

When I was human and a junior in high school I met the love of my life, his name was Edward Cullen. Edward was silent, brooding, and content to be on his own. He was beautiful and tragic. He was a vampire. He wasn't the only one in Forks, Washington. About two years prior to my move in with my father, the entire Cullen family moved to Forks. Each one of them were vampires. Needless to say I fell for their charm. They intrigued me with their moral ways of living; feeding on the blood of animals, moving every four years to keep people from getting suspicious. They even lived like a family, though most of them were paired off.

Esme and Carlisle were the parental figures, they were each in their twenties when changed. Rosalie and Emmett had love at first sight when she saved him from a bear. Alice and Jasper were unique, she'd seen him in a vision and waited for him to find her.

Edward was alone, never having found the right companion, until he met me.

No one was more surprised than I was. How could someone like Edward, who literally looked like a greek god, fall for me, an insignificant human? He'd tell me I was wrong, that I was anything but significant if he was reading this. But if he ever does I doubt it will surprise him.

I fell in love with Edward Cullen easily and very quickly. It didn't matter to me that he was a vampire, that my blood was so potent that he physically had to restrain himself from killing me. There was something in his eyes that told me he never would.

He wasn't so convinced, and after one too many accidents in his world he'd decided that I could never be a part of it, no matter how much he loved me. He left, and he took all of our memories with him. I was left in silence.

It was then that I started hanging out with Jacob Black, a kid from the Quileute reservation that I'd known since I was a child. I got him to do reckless and stupid stunts so that I could remember how it sounded when Edward became angry with me. It was the best way to hear his voice.

But Jacob was going through some changes of his own, unbeknownst to either of us. So while he was dealing with the aftermath, I decided to take my delusions into my own hands. I went cliff diving on a night where the storms were anything but yielding. Jacob saved me from drowning, but the little of the incident that Alice Cullen had seen in a vision had more to do with me jumping than me being saved.

Thinking that I was dead, Edward wanted to die too. Alice had to fly me to Volterra, Italy so that he could see me in person and know that I wasn't dead. We didn't go unnoticed by the Volturi, the vampire equivalent to royalty. We were set free only by the promise that one day I would be turned. Humans are forbidden to know anything about vampires.

After that Edward knew he couldn't ever leave me again. And while nothing made me happier, there were now werewolves in Forks. Jacob Black's big change was that he came from a long line of shapeshifters, werewolves, and they were the vampire's worst enemy. It didn't help that Jake was also in love with me.

The only reason they ever got along was because of me. A nomadic vampire threat forced them to work together to save my life, if only so I could be turned. Jacob hated the idea, but I'd made my choice.

Once the threat was taken care of, Edward and I were married. Marriage at 18 wasn't ideal for me, but Edward, being from an entirely different era, wanted to do things right. He would turn me himself if I became his wife. At least I'd gotten a real honeymoon.

Of course, that didn't come without its own set of complications. Little did we know, vampire/human sex could produce a child, as long as the vampire was a man and the human was a woman. I was pregnant with Edward's child, and for the first time in my life I wanted a baby.

It nearly killed me, and everyone, including Jacob, watched as my baby destroyed my human body. We were able to save me by turning me as soon as the baby was born.

I'd never felt more alive.

Being a vampire felt incredible. The speed, the clarity, the emotions. Everything was heightened, and I'd known I'd made the right choice all along.

It turned out that Jacob's love for me wasn't actually about me, if you can believe it. He imprinted on my daughter after she was born. Imprinting is this weird, soulmate claim wolves have on their significant others. I'm still not sure how to handle it, but Jacob is for Nessa whatever she wants him to be, so I guess that's okay.

The threat of the Volturi still looms, and even though we were able to convince them that Renesmee is no threat to the world, we know that they still take interest in us. Edward tries not to stay on edge, but every once in awhile I see him planning. I hope that we don't face them for at least another decade or so.

But that was the least of my problems by Renesmee's 8th birthday. She was going to start high school, she was looking at Jacob more like a woman than a child, and she had questions she knew he could answer. I had no idea what would come of that first year in Denali, Alaska, but I certainly didn't expect my past to come and haunt me.