Note before: I'm Dutch myself, I wrote this in Dutch and I translated this myself. I'm really sorry for all the mistakes I made, I hope you guys still understand the storyline!

Have fun reading.

*I don't own anything from Twilight.*


RISING STAR:

Chapter 1. Birthday.

'Honey, get up.'
My mother. Fuzzy and still half asleep I turned around and hoped that she would go away.

'Today is the big day!'

At once, i sat up. Today was the big day, the I looked foward to for weeks. My birthday. Finally a party, finally presents. Finally 5.

Quickly I got up and put the clothes on that I laid out the day before. I bought them two weeks ago with Alice. Alice made me look gorgeous at this day. My day.

I did my hair, while my mother was still at the door looking at me. She made herself decent for the occasion. I didn't understand how she could survive in the same oversised sweater and jeans everyday. I even wanted to look pretty in my sleep. But there were other reasons for that. I was the only one in the family that slept, so the others enjoyed watching me dream. Kind of irritaring.

When I was done with my make-up, I stood up.

'Well, what do you think?' I asked.

'You look stunning.'

I looked in the mirror. She was right. I did look great. My outfit was wonderful, thanks to Alice, my hair was exactly like I wanted. Everything was perfect on this day.

My mother stood next to me. She was small, a lot smaller than me. She told me how weird it was for her, that I grew so fast. It was normal for me. I didn't know anything else.

Carlisle did a lot of research after I was born. After a while he discovered that I was one year old in three months. When I was just born, I grew faster, but the aging got slower. I looked like a seventeen year old now, just like my father. But I didn't feel like that, and luckily we weren't tight about that. We only celebrated my birthday once a year. And I was five years old, since today.

Suddenly, I wanted to get home as fast as possible. Celebrate. I didn't sleep in the big house of the Cullens. My parents had their own house, somewhere in the woods. I liked having a place of my own.

I started running, making my steps as big as I could. My mother followed me. From a mile away I saw al the lights. Alice showed off again and the house looked awesome.

Everyone was there. Carlisle and Esme, my grandparents, stood next to the stairs. Emmett, Rosalie and Jasper sat on the couch. Grandpa Charlie stood next to Carlisle. Seth and Leah where in the corner, as far away from everyone as possible. My father sat behind the piano and Jacob was right next to the door. He grabbed me as soon as possible and gave me a tight hug and a kiss on the head.

'Happy birthday, sweet Ness.'

Meanwhile Alice came in with a cake with five candles and my father started playing a melody. I only regonized the song after everyone started singing.

'Happy Birthday to you , happy birthday to you, happy birthday to Renesmee, happy birthday to you.'

Alice put me on a chair and the song was sang again. Then, I blew out the candles in one time, so I could make a wish. Alice cut the cake and gave everyone a piece. So I ate a piece of cake, mostly because I didn't want to scare grandpa Charlie. It was eatable for me, because I was half human. But my mother always said that human food tasted like soil for her, so for me it tasted ok. I gobbled the cake , I wanted my presents.

As discrete as possible I put my hand on Jacobs cheek and showed him what I wanted. He grinned and walked to Seth.

'Time for presents.' Said Jacob and pushed Seth to me.

Seth gave me a big hug. 'Happy birthday Nessie.' He gave me my present. 'From Leah and me.'

I didn't bother guessing what was in the box, I just opened it.

'We worked togother with Jacob.'

The present was small. It was a necklace, without hanger. Curious I looked to Jacob. Would he have the hanger?

'Patience lady, not so curious.' He said with a big grin on his face. I smiled.

'Thank you.'

Seth gave me a hug. And then, Emmett, Rosalie and Jasper stood in front of me. They all gave me a kiss first and then Rosalie pushed a rectangular packet in my hand. This time, I removed the paper slowly. In my hands lay a notebook with a locket on it. I had no idea what it was. Rose figured I didn't know.

'It's a diary, you can write all your thoughts and feelings in there. The lock is on, so that we can't read it.' She smiled at me. I had always seen Rose as a second mother. Rose was always more caring than the rest.

I put the key in the lock and turned it. All the pages where empty, for me to fill. I loved the present.

'Thank you.'

Grandpa Charlie gave me books that where my moms once. Alice gave me new shoes and Carlisle and Esme gave me a big present. A huge present. They gave me a piano for in my parents house. Just like my dad, I loved music. I had his talents with the piano. I loved playing the piano. But I mostly loved singing. And everyone liked when I maked music. I loved the attention.

Then, it was Jacobs turn. I was very curious for his present. From his back pocket he pulled a little pouch. I put my hand foward. With a big smile he shook my hand.

'Happy birthday big girl.' I laughed. He grabbed me once again and kissed my head, again. Then, he finally gave me the pouch.

Carefully I loosened the string and I let the contents of the bag fall on my palm. It was a wooden hanger, a heart. In the heart, a little wolf was carved, with many details.

'Did you make this?' I asked. I was impressed. Jacob nodded, with a big, proud grin.

I thought it was beautiful. More than that, it was magical. With shaking hands, I put the hanger on the necklace. I looked even prettier on my neck. I was so proud that I could wear it.

'The same as your mothers.' Said Jacob proud.

I looked at the bracelet of my mother, I always was so jealous of that. Now, I had one too.

'Thank you. It really is beautiful.' I jumped in his arms and he spinned me around. He put me down, laughing.

Suddenly, somebody grabbed me from the back and everything was dark. I screamed. What was happening? Everyone was laughing and I didn't understand why. I was totally panicked.

'Calm down, Renesmee. It's just a bandage.' I heard my mothers voice in my ear. Finally I knew. The next present, the present of my parents.

My mother grabbed me and started to lead me outside, slowly. She did that on purpose. I wanted to run, because I didn't have to be scared that something would happen to me. My other senses where strong enough.

To tease me, my mother walked really slow. I knew we were walking to the garage, even though I couldn't see.

My stomach itched of curiousity. What could it be? What did they get me?

Finally we stood still and my mother got my bandage off.

My mouth fell open of amazement when i saw my present. I didn't knew what to say. Before me stood a motorcycle, my motorcycle.

It was the best present ever. All I've ever wanted. The paintwork was white, with gorgeous silver flowers. The saddle and handles where made of light brown leather. It was the most beautiful motorcycle I've ever seen.

I screamed again, but not of fear this time. Then I runned to my parents to give them the biggest kiss ever. I sat on my motorcycle and turned the key.

'Wait a second. This isn't all of it.' My father said and turned the motor back off. 'We know Jacob learned you to drive. And we know you can take care of yourself if something happens, but just for the safety, we have this.' My father got me a helmet and a motorjacket. The helmet had the same pattern in it as the bike and the jacket was of the same light brown leather.

Quickly I put it all on and turned the key again. The bike came to live beneath me. I knew how to drive. Jake had thought me and i had practiced a lot on his bike and on my mothers. Now that finally my own bike was on, I stepped on the gas. I tore over the road across the house, as fast as possible. Because of the hard wind, my hair was messed up, but I didn't care. This day was perfect enough for me.

When I finished my thirth round, I stopped in front of the house again. Everyone stood there with a huge, proud grin. Except for Leah, she probably left. I understood her, it wasn't easy for her being in a house full of vampires. I guess she only was here because of Seth.

'Fashionista on a bike.' Alice said. I grinned and doubted if I would go on another round. But I turned the motor off, I had the whole afternoon to drive. My guest couldn't wait.

'Thank you all.' I said politely when we were inside again.

Emmett laughed his roaring laugh. 'We want something back.' He said.

I didn't understand what he ment. It was my birthday, I was supposed to get presents. At your birthday, you didn't have to give back.

But Jasper, who was standing next to the piano, pushed the piano stool back for me. Then I understood. They wanted a performance, a special birthday performance.

I was exited when I found my place behind the piano. First I studied all the keys. I never played existing songs. I played what popped into my mind and sang what went with it. Sometimes I wrote it down, than I made my own song, but mostly I didn't like it enough.

Today, as ever, my fingers flew over the keys without me concentrating. I sang what popped into my mind and I lost myself in my music. I could go on forever. Just making music, totally in my own world. I made images in my head. I saw a meadow with thousands of flowers. In the middle of the meadow, there were two people, in love. They sparkled in the sun. They looked like my parents. My mother always told me stories about the meadow, where she went with my father. This song was about them.

My father came next to me and put his hand on my shoulder. Without interrupting my song, I looked up. He whispered in my ear: 'Time to make an end.'

I looked at the clock, I didn't know I was playing that long already. So I made a nice ending to the song. My fingers fell of the keys, and my hands fell in my leap. I got a standing ovation and I blushed.

Then, grandpa Charlie stood up. 'I don't want to ruin this awesome party, but I have to go to work.' My mother gave him his jacket.

'Thanks for being here, dad.' She gave him a hug.

'Of course Bells, always.' He gave her a kiss.

I runned to him and gave him a hug. 'Thanks, grandpa.'

'You're welcome, big girl.' He stroked my head.

Charlie left the house. We all listened how he drove away. Alice sneaked into the kitchen as soon as we all knew he was gone, she came in with my delicacy.

She held a warmed cup, as always. My parents didn't let me hunt far away. I could only hunt on the small animals in the district.

They quench the thirst, but a Grizzly-bear is much better. I only got that kind of delicacy on my birthday.

Alice gave me the hot cup, the steam came off. I immiediatly smelled what it was, Cheeta. My favorite.

I took a big drink, I felt the warm blood slide through my burning throath, it took a little bit of the pain with it. Before I knew, the cup was empty.

'Is there more?' I asked, every face in the room looked at me.

'Yes, for later.' Said my father laughing.

Exhausted, I fell on my bed that evening. I had an awesome day. I drove like a thousand rounds with Jacob on my new bike. We played a game, who would be home first and I won. For the first time ever I won.

My mother came in to tug me in.

'Was today as much fun as you expected?' She asked, while she picked up the clothes and threw it in the laundry basket. I was to tired to do it today.

'It was more fun.' I anwensered exhausted.

My mother tug me in and gave me a kiss.

'Have sweet dreams about it. Goodnight dear Renesmee.'

'Wait, does daddy know already?'

My father came in the doorstep.

'He's coming.' He grinned. 'Sweet dreams.'

My eyelids got heavy soon and I fell asleep.

I dreamed about an icecold night. In a tent, on an open spot. I was alone and I felt so lonely. It was snowing. I felt a harsh, cold gust and I shivered.

Suddenly it was warm, hot. Fuzzy I opened my eyes. I felt two warm, solid arms around me. My dad was right, he came.

'Jake.' I stammered sleepy, while I pushed deeper into his warm chest.

'I'm here, go to sleep.'

The tent was back in my dream, but it wasn't cold anymore. I had my own stove with me, my sweet brother Jacob. He was here for me since I can remember and he was the best brother someone ever had. He was more than a brother, he was my protector. He was made to be with me.