A/N: This is my second Renesmee story! The first one went unfinished because I started it a long time ago and now when I actually feel like writing again, I just can't bring myself to finish it! SO I'm writing a new one. Yaay! Don't worry, I promise to make this one waay better than the last, maybe I'll even finish it.

Chapter 1:

"Having a good time?"

Renesmee looked over to see a tall boy with floppy brown hair walking over to her, holding a drink in his hand.

She shrugged, looking around at the partying teenagers. She hadn't really came to the party by her own choice but because her best friend, Trillion was here...somewhere.

She glanced back at the boy who had now reached her and was leaning over a counter.

"I brought you a drink. You looked a little lonely over here." The boy said handing her a beer.

"Thanks." She had been hiding out in the kitchen for exactly this reason, to advoid annoying drunks and flirts like this boy.

What she really wanted to do was leave this party and go back to her house and hang out with her family, the Cullens, and her other best friend, a werewolf named Jacob.

"So what's your name?" The boy asked, taking a long drink of his beer.

"Renesmee. Yours?" She took a sip of her drink, even though since she was half-vampire, it wouldn't have any effect on her.

"Derin." He slurred.

Renesmee leaned over the counter and inhaled the scent of his blood. She was so thirsty today. She hadn't hunted in awhile and needed to soon.

"Soo...you wanna go for a walk or something?" Derin asked, his eyes soaking up her in her denim Levi jacket over a La Femme purple sequin dress and Urban Original platform heels. She was so used to Alice picking out her outfits by now that she barely even took notice of what she wore anymore, she just threw on whatever was sitting out for her. Although, truthfully, if she had a say in what she wore, she would probably be wearing jeans and a t-shirt to the party.

Renesmee pondered over the question. 'Go for a walk' was basically code for 'hook up' in teen language. Ew.

Just then, Renesmee spotted Trillion on the dance floor, dancing away with a senior, she caught her eye and gave her a wink.

"Uh..I'm not really in a walking mood. I'm more concerned as to whether my ride will be sober enough to drive me home or not."

Renesmee could always walk-or rather run-home but it was a long way and it would most likely tire her out and make her hungrier.

"Well, thats no problem. I'm sure one of the guys will be able to lend a car." Derin said taking another pull on his beer.

Renesmee licked her lips, getting another whiff of Derins scent.

Not that she would drink his blood, it was forbidden in the Cullen family.

Derin suddenly kissed her, mistaking her licking her lips for a sign that she was into him.

His kiss was wet and sloppy and his breath stank of beer. It wasn't even really a kiss, it was more of him slamming his face to hers and slobbering all over. Yuck. She was just about to push him away when she smelled something else besides his beer breath. She smelled his blood and boy, did it smell good.

Before she knew what she was doing, she was kissing him back.

He reacted by grabbing handfulls of her golden bronze hair in his hands and pulling her closer. She parted her lips and drank in the lovely smell of his blood pulsing maddly in his veins.

Somehow she ended up sitting on the counter, with her dress hiked up, Derin's tongue in her mouth, and his hands roaming up her thighs. But she didn't care about any of that, the smell of his blood was too tempting. She trailed kisses down his jawline until she found his neck.

She abruptly sat up and pushed him away, hard. He practically flew across the room. But the point was that he was gone. Him and his tempting blood because if she would have been near him a second longer she might have bit him.

She needed to get out of here. She needed to hunt.

"On second thought, I think I'll walk." She said to him before leaving the party.