Chapters 2 "Meadow" edited 11-17-11
Please note that I'm not Stephanie Meyer and I don't own these characters.
Renesmee's POV
I was on my way back from La Push when I felt my thought burning. Then I saw Jacob (bare shoulder as always), I knew he would take me.
"Hey Ness, want me to take you hunting", he asked.
"Are you sure you can't read my mind."
"Well your mom told me to take you".
"Oh, I was close enough".
"Whatever you say, let's get you something to drink".
I ran ahead to give Jacob time to hide his shorts to phase. I drank 2 coyotes and a buck, while Jacob killed 2 bucks and a moose. He turned to smile because he won our little competition on who will kill the biggest animal.
While I waited for Jacob to find his shorts and phase, I wondered around. I thought about Jacob, ever since a little before me 7th birthday I realized I loved Jacob like my parents love each other. Maybe I fully imprinted, I need to ask him. I ended wondering to the meadow were I went hunting for the first time.
I heard him behind me, and I turned around.
"Jacob can I talk to you about us imprinting"
"Sure Ness," he said as he walked closer.
"Well you said that we'd grow stronger feelings for each other",
"Yes", he said impatiently resting his forehead on mine.
"Well I think its time-. . . . . ."
I couldn't finish because his lips crushed mine, putting his hands on my waist pulling me closer. I realized right-then and there that me and Jacob's relationship jumped from best friends forever to boyfriend and girlfriend. His lips started moving from my mouth to my ear lobe as he rubbed my back. After kissing for about 5min we stopped. Jacob must have thought my dad was listening, when I looked at his face he was grinning and I couldn't help but smile too.
Then we sat down and started talking about everything. I didn't know I could be so free with my feelings with him. Then when we got up to walk home we were holding hands. And Jacob tripped and I fell on top of him. We were laughing and my knees were on the ground, and his hands were on my waist. And our lips were an inch away. But before we could kiss again my dad called, "RENESMEE . . . JACOB!", from the cottage.
When we got there my dad was standing there, waiting.
"Renesmee, why don't you go to the main house while I talk to Jacob", he told me.
I nodded and ran off toward there, worried.
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