"Wanna go for a ride?" Jacob asked Renesmee, smiling at her from his motorcycle. They were on the beach at La Push. Renesmee couldn't remember how she had gotten there but as she looked at Jacob she was glad that she had. He was wearing faded jeans and motorcycle boots.

"What are we doing here?" Renesmee asked.

"Going for a ride," he replied, holding his hand out for her. Renesmee took his outstretched hand and climbed onto the bike behind him. Jacob handed a helmet back to her and she put it on. He started the motorcycle and she wrapped her arms around his waist to hold on. He drove down the beach and on to the highway. She held on tight until he turned on to a dirt road and stopped the bike. Jacob turned sideways on the bike and put one of his arms around her waist to pull her close.

"You are so beautiful," Jacob whispered, smiling at her as he leaned in to kiss her. She kissed him back, gently leaning her body in against his.

"Nessie," Jacob said. Her brow furrowed in confusion. He sounded so far away.

"Nessie," Jacob repeated, "wake up." He gently touched her shoulder until she opened her eyes. She frowned up at him from her soft bed. It had been a dream. A good dream and she would have still been in it if he hadn't woken her up.

"What?" Jacob asked, smiling down at her. He had heard her say his name in her sleep. He could only imagine what the dream had been about.

"You can be a real pain sometimes," Renesmee replied.

"Your mom said to wake you up," Jacob said, "time for school." He grinned at her before he turned and made his way back out of the door he had come through minutes earlier.


Alec sat in the black ferrari and watched the front of the school. It was fifteen minutes until three. He had left Jane back at the hotel they were staying in. He needed her to trust him. He needed her to agree to run off to see the Volturi with him and he had a better chance of gaining her trust on his own. Aro wanted Renesmee and Caius wanted to kill her. Alec was smart enough to know that eventually Aro would win out but he had to get her there first. He had to convince her that he loved her and he had to make her love him.


At five minutes after three he climbed out of the car and watched as she walked out of the school. She was wearing jeans and a blue sweater. Her hair laid down in soft waves around her shoulders. She was so beautiful. He didn't think it would be hard to pretend to love her. He waited patiently until she looked his way before he spoke to her.

"Hey, again," Alec said, flashing her a smile that he had used to charm many young women in his life.

"Are you stalking me?" Renesmee asked, a suspicious look coming on to her face. Alec glanced around like he didn't know who she was talking to.

"Who? Me?" he asked, grinning at her, "I just wanted to know your name, and to take you wherever you want to go."

"I don't get into cars with people I don't know, especially vampires," she replied, "my name is Renesmee."

"Original," Alec said, "I like that." Renesmee smiled and glanced toward the buses.

"So you don't go for rides with people you don't know," Alec asked, "would you go for a walk with someone you don't know?"

"I'll miss my bus," Renesmee said, turning her eyes back to him.

"Come on. How else will we get to know each other?" Alec asked, "I promise, my growl is worse than my bite."

"I guess a short walk will be okay," Renesmee answered, "I have a friend who can come get me if I need them to." Alec smiled and locked the doors on his Ferrari before they started walking across the school parking lot toward the road.

"Where were you before Denali?" Renesmee asked.

"Everywhere," Alec replied, "I've been to Italy, Spain, parts of South America." Renesmee smiled. In her short life she hadn't been able to travel much. She had gone to Florida once and to Alaska.

"I want to travel someday," Renesmee said, "there are so many places I would like to go. Especially, South America."

"Why South America?" Alec asked, watching her as she walked ahead of him a little and walked to the top of a small hill.

"There are some people there that may understand me more than anyone else," Renesmee replied, "I met one of them when I was younger and I write to him but I would like to visit and learn all that I can about people like me."

"Maybe I could take you someday," Alec said. Renesmee laughed and turned to face him.

"You assume that I would ever be able to get to know you so well that I could trust you that much?" she asked. Alec looked back at her thoughtfully for a minute before he answered.

"I don't assume anything," Alec answered, softly touching her cheek with the palm of his hand when she stopped to look at him, "I'm just hoping for a chance to prove myself." He leaned down and his lips were inches away from hers when she stepped back and looked nervously back toward Forks high school.

"I'm sorry," Renesmee whispered, "I should go." Alec watched as she hurried away from him and back toward the school.


That night Renesmee sat on her bed with her diary opened in front of her and stared down at the few lines she had just written:

I could have kissed him. Why didn't I kiss him?


Here is chapter 4. I hope you like it. :)