(Rennie: physical age fifteen; 5)

"Jaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaake!" I yelled, trying to get my best friend's attention from across the school parking lot.

I started school at Forks High in August as a sophomore and had been instantly popular but my best friend would always be Jacob. Unlike my vampire relatives when they went here, I was completely accepted because I didn't have golden eyes or a crazy thirst for all of that human blood. The rest of my family wanted to experience my first high school experience (since they were sure that I would want to join them in a few years when we had to move and continue to repeat high school for the rest of my life-as if!) with me but I had put my foot down.

I wanted to go to Forks High by myself like as normal a human as I could be. I didn't need my parents and aunts and uncles going to classes with me. Besides, it would freak the humans out to see a group that big come back to the area. Especially after just five years. The Cullens "adopting" one more kid wasn't that weird. Seeing me sitting next to graduated students who hadn't aged at all. Well, I'm sure even the most naive of the humans would have noticed that. I could have gone to any school in the area, but I wanted to go to FHS. I needed to stand alone in a place that we knew was already safe.

Oh, except for Nahuel.

He enrolled with me since this would be his first go-round, too. I think secretly that my parents had put him up to it, but I didn't take offense to it. I would rather have a friend with me than my overprotective parents. I think that Nahuel liked embracing his half-human side a lot more than he thought he would, though, because he had even made a few friends here. He wasn't as popular as I was, but then again, Nahuel had only been interacting with humans for a year since he came to live with the Cullens. Huilen was still searching for his sister, Poppy, but she believed that it was a lost cause and only humoring her nephew so that he could enjoy his life. Being around me and Bella had been good for his temperament.

I wished that Jake had been allowed to go to school with me too, then I would have both of my guy best friends with me all day, but since Jake looked like he was twenty-five and had finally graduated two years ago from La Push High so I doubted he'd want to take time off of work and the Pack to go to high school with me. Not to mention, he clearly was remembered by some of the locals. Tara's older sister Angela, for example, would be one of the first people to call Jacob an impersonator if he had gone to Forks High. Angela had been close friends with my mother while they both attended FHS five years ago and knew all about her friendship with my Jacob.

"I'll take that as a no." My human friend Tara Weber said, rolling her eyes at my inability to focus on our conversation once I saw that my Jacob was waiting.

"Um, what?" I asked, my cheeks heating up as Tara grinned at me. Ever since I told her about my crush on Jacob, she never let .

"I asked if you wanted to come over to my house before we went shopping tonight for prom dresses?" Tara asked. "You do remember that we need to get dresses, right? We've been planning this trip for weeks, Rennie."

"Oh, was that today?" I asked, trying not to space out anymore so she wouldn't have anything else to tease me about.

My crush on Jake was getting ridiculous. I thought that my embarrassment would subside and I'd be able to function like a normal teenager once I met other boys, but that sadly was not the case. Even Nahuel, as great as he was and had so many things in common with me, could only ever be in the friendzone when it came to me. I just didn't see anyone the way that I saw Jake.

"Well, I'll be at your house at five-thirty, Rennie." Tara had a smirk on her lips as she took in my pleading expression. "Tell your boy hi for me. And you'd better not ditch out on tonight!"

"I won't, I promise." I laughed just as Nahuel walked up. "Hey, Nate."

Nahuel scowled. I knew he hated the human version of his name. While we were at school, it was easier to be Nate and Rennie than Nahuel and Renesmee. The simple humans had so much trouble on the first few days of class that even Nahuel gave up on his protests.

Over the years, I had grown tired of being called Nessie so my Jacob had once again found a nickname for me so he wouldn't have to call me Renesmee all the time. Especially with starting high school. Mom thought that the kids would tease me with a "Loch Ness Monster" name. Jacob had a solution to that as soon as I hinted that I didn't want to be called Nessie any longer. He had been calling me Rennie for a year now and the rest of the family was slowly starting to pick up on it as well. My friends at school thought it was short and cute, just like me. What can I say? Jake had a knack for coming up with nicknames that I just absolutely adored.

"I hate humans, young Renesmee." Nahuel said dramatically. He grabbed my elbow and lead me towards the edge of the parking lot where Jake was waiting with the Rabbit.

"I told you not to call me that." I sighed in frustration. He and my mother were the only ones who were still holding out on my real name.

"My apologies, Rennie." Nahuel said, though it was half-hearted. He had something on his mind.

"So, what's wrong with humans today?" I asked, trying to rile Nahuel up. He was usually up for a good human-rant, as ironic as it was that only humans could rant with that much passion.

Though he was adjusting to human life, he could always find something to complain about them: they were too slow or they spent most of their time eating or they talked too loudly or they were so messy. It amused me to no end since those were some of my favorite things about humans. Vampires were so...perfect. Since Nahuel and I were both, we were "perfectly imperfect" as my father liked to remind me whenever I complained about not being one or the other.

"They find ridiculous excuses to embarrass one another and it does not even have a logical advantage to it." Nahuel complained, just like I knew he would. He always took the bait. Nahuel didn't understand human gossip, but he sure was good at it.

"How so?" I asked, trying to keep my eyes on his as we talked and not look ahead to Jake. I could be a good friend to someone other than Jake.

"This 'prom' thing, for starters." Nahuel was starting to get irritated by a memory that I wasn't privy to. "The entire system of a guy asking a girl is sexist and unfair. You are a woman," he didn't even notice when I blushed at the comment, "do you not find it frustrating that your fate is stuck in the hands of teenage human boys? They do not even have the courtesy to act like it is a delicate process. This animals actually had the nerve to turn it into a game. Like whoever got the warmest bodied date was the victor."

"Hottest." I corrected. "Whoever had the hottest date."

"See? Even you understand this barbaric ritual." Nahuel hissed. "That is probably why they find you 'smokin'."

"Who said that?" I asked, repulsed (and a little flattered) by the compliment.

"Pretty much all of the boys in the locker room." Nahuel shrugged. "They said that you would be the top prize for a prom date."

I snorted. "Good luck to them. Because I plan on going to this one by myself."

"Then I am confused." Nahuel said slowly, clearly thinking about something. "How can you be 'hot' and not want one of them for a companion? Is that not a human tradition? I thought only Janet Margret was going to go alone?"

"Who said that?" This time, my words were already angry at whoever said that. Though Janet wasn't the prettiest wallflower, she was a sweetheart and probably the kindest person that I had met at Forks High. Sometimes, when she wasn't reading in the library, she sat at lunch with me, Tara, and our crew because I would kick anyone off the table that would tease her in front of me.

"Phillip Diaz?" Nahuel prompted with a shrug, naming the quarterback with a crush on me. "I do not recognize the humans' voices as well when there are lockers between us. My apologies. If it is that important to you, I can find out...?"

"No, no. There's no reason to do that. I was just curious." I protested quickly, knowing that I had to stop him before he would actually go do it. "It is rude to say something like that, though. Janet has more heart than those guys have brains. It's not fair that she won't get asked to the dance just because of her looks."

Nahuel smirked at me. "Oh, I made sure that would not happen."

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"I partook in a human activity!" That was exactly how Nahuel always explained any action he took at school. On the first day, I had to tell him that eating lunch in the cafeteria was not something to necessarily celebrate while we were still at school. "I do not understand it, Rennie. How can just a few words effect a person so much? The girl looked like she was going to cry with relief."

"Wait, did you ask Janet to the dance?" I asked, pleased with my hybrid friend for doing a good dead like that.

"Of course I did." Nahuel shrugged again. "I do not care about the looks of a human because after a hundred years of living only with my aunt in the jungle, I am just happy to be able to interact with them at all. I did think that you and the Cullens would be proud of me, though." And suddenly, he was the shy teenager that had come to us a year ago again, always trying to win our approval.

We reached the truck and Jake automatically opened his arms for a hug from me.

"How's my little midget today?" Jake teased me, ruffling my hair.

"I'm not that much shorter than you are, Jake." I protested, even though we both knew it was a lie. I was fifteen physically but I was still growing. At 5'5'' I was of average height with my classmates. Tara was taller than I was, but Janet was shorter than I was. I fit right in around the humans. Around Jacob? Not so much. He stood at 6'7'', a good foot taller than I was.

"How was your day, Rennie?" Jake asked again as he helped me get into the truck. I crawled through the driver side so that I could squeeze in the middle between my boys.

"It was interesting." I said, like I always did. "Tara says hello, by the way."

"That girl has yet to actually talk to me in person." Jacob mused and for a second I was defensive. Did he want her to talk to him? I mean, by human standards, Tara was gorgeous. Unlike her older sister, Tara was tall, blonde, and perky. Jake couldn't like her, could he? But he was a werewolf and had once had a crush on my human mother. Maybe human girls were his thing, since he sure as heck hadn't ever tried anything with me.

"Oh?" I asked, trying to control my jealousy. "You can talk to her tonight when she comes to pick me up for dress shopping."

"What do you need a dress for?" Jake asked, cranking the Rabbit up and throwing it into drive.

"For prom next week, of course." I said, rolling my eyes. "I'm sure that Alice has mentioned it to you. It's all she'll talk to me about anymore." I grumbled.

"You're going with her, right, Nate?" Jacob asked Nahuel. The two of them had this weird friendship. I thought that they would hate each other when they first met, but I think Jake actually trusted Nahuel around me. I think Jake just had a fondness for half-vampires.

"I asked Janet." Nahuel looked confused. "Should I have won the contest instead?"

"What?" Jake asked but I tried to get Nahuel to stop talking.

"The boys at school think that Rennie is 'hot.'" Nahuel said casually. "I thought it best to accompany the least likely girl instead of the most popular one. Did I choose incorrectly?"

Jake said nothing, just gripped the steering wheel tighter.

"No, I'm going to be fine." I assured both Nahuel and Jacob. "I don't want to go with any of the boys at school and I'll tell them that when they ask."

"But the human experience...?" Nahuel asked. This was hard for him to understand. Mainly because he didn't know that I didn't like any of the boys at school but liked the man to the left of me. I was being human, just not in the way that Nahuel thought we all had to.

"I'm still going to prom." I assured him. "I just am going stag since none of the boys at school appeal to me."

It was subtle, but Jake's mood improved for the rest of the ride home. When Nahuel went inside to tell Esme how school had gone, I sat where I was. I couldn't help but feel disappointed that Jake hadn't volunteered to take me to my prom. He took my mother to one of hers.

"You coming, Rennie?" Jake asked, one side of his body already out of the truck.

"I think I'll be in in a minute." I said, trying not to let him see that I was sulking.

"What's wrong?" My best friend was suddenly on high alert, stepping back into the truck but keeping the door half open.

"Nothing." I lied unconvincingly. Jacob shut the door and suddenly it was like it was just the two of us in the world. In reality, Esme and Nahuel were a few hundred feet away. The rest of the family was hunting or, in Carlisle's case, working the night shift at the hospital so they weren't here to disturb us.

"Rennie, tell me what's wrong?" It was more like a question or a plea than a demand. It was an option if I wanted to tell him what was bothering me or not.

When I didn't respond, Jake sat back in his seat. We sat in silence for nearly forty minutes before I heard his stomach rumble.

"We should get inside." I said half-heartedly. "You're hungry."

"I'm not leaving this truck until you tell me what's going on in that pretty little head of yours." I couldn't tell if he was being serious or joking, but I lost it. All of my emotions towards him for the past year and a half explode out of me.

"So you do think that I'm pretty? Really, Jake? Could have fooled me!" I hissed.

"Rennie, what has gotten into you? Of course I think you're pretty. You're too special not to be." My Jacob asked, one of his big hands moving to cup my chin as I tried to hide my face from him. "Wait, are you crying?"

"I might be a vampire freak, but I can cry, Jake. I'm human enough for that." I didn't know what had gotten into me. I think his rejection was more than I could bare. He had been just friends with my mother and yet he had taken her to her dance. I thought that Jake and I were much closer of friends than they had been but he didn't even see it as an option. Because I was a freak and couldn't be loved the same way.

"Please don't cry, sweetie." His voice sounded almost as broken as mine was. "Whatever is bothering you, we can fix it. Is this about the dance?"

"This is about me!" I hissed again. "About my stupid human emotions that I can't get under control."

"Please, Rennie, tell me exactly what's bothering you so I can help." His dark eyes were pleading.

I scoffed. "You're the problem!" I yelled before I realized what I was saying, my cheeks bright red as my tears froze on my cheeks. "I mean, um, nothing."

Then like a light bulb going off, Jake understood what was bothering me. "You have...feelings for me?"

"Oh, shut up. Like you didn't already know." I hissed at him, finding my anger again. "Everyone knows, Jake. You don't have to pretend for me."

"Rennie, I can tell you that I honestly had no idea." His face looked so innocent that I had to believe him. "How long has this been going on?"

"A year and a half." I admitted, wishing that I could disappear from his shocked gaze.

"Of course I'm flattered..." The palm that was still holding my chin burned just like his rejection did. I swatted it away and moved as far away from him as I could while still staying in the truck. "Rennie, please don't overreact."

"How can I not overreact? The guy that I'm in love with thinks of me as a child!" I threw out the real reason that he was too afraid to actually admit. "I'm five years old and you can't handle that."

Jake tried to avoid the insinuation. "I thought that you wanted everyone to accept you as your physical age of fifteen?"

"Fine. I'm fifteen." I hissed. "You still hate that I'm a sophomore in high school, don't you? You're twenty-two and I'm fifteen. But I won't be this young forever. My heart is already as old as it's going to get!"

"Rennie, it's not your age." My heart was shattering with each word.

"It's not my age?" I asked, feeling my heart land in my stomach. My age I could handle since I was aging everyday and would be physically matured in two short years. I could wait for Jake if the age thing freaked him out. But he didn't even reciprocate my feelings in the slightest.

"I just don't feel like that towards you yet, Rennie." I could tell that it broke his heart to say that. Yeah, tough. It broke my heart to hear it. "I wish that I could tell you that I felt it, god, you have no idea how easy that would be. I'm so sorry. I wish that I did, but I just don't love you like you want me to."

"Is it because of what I am?" I asked, my voice tiny. "You hate that I'm half-vampire? That I'm a monster? That I'm not fully human?"

"NO!" Jacob protested so forcefully that I was afraid Nahuel and Esme would hear him and come looking for us. "I wouldn't change a thing about you. I love that you're exactly who you are."

"You just don't love me." I said, feeling a second batch of tears coming on.

"I think that I will one day, isn't that enough?" Jake asked, trying to pacify me. He had never said that, though, so I was too stunned to actually cry anymore.

"What do you mean, one day you'll love me?" I tried to sound stern, but the hope was all that my own ears could pick up so that's probably all he heard either. "Is this because you're my protector?"

Jacob kept his word. Since I tried to ask him about the protectors, Jake had taken me hunting an extra day a week in return for my silence on the matter. But I was sick of not knowing. I was getting used to the bland taste of human food; I could live with only two hunts a week again if it meant that I got to finally know the answer to the question that had been plaguing me for the past two years.

"I think it's time that I told you about imprinting." Jacob took a slow breath.

"Edward is going to kill me." He muttered under his breath before he took my hands in his. I tried my very hardest not to snap my hands back in my lap because I was still angry at him.

"Do you remember when we went swimming with Claire and Quil? You were three and I promised to take you hunting every week if you never brought it up again." When I nodded, he continued. "I promised you that I would tell you about the wolf bond when you were older...and, like it or not, you are clearly old enough now."

Jake stared at me with his giant eyes. All of his features were huge, but his eyes were the largest when he was staring at me. "You have to know that I only kept this secret from you because I felt like I was protecting your childhood. I was letting you be free to make your own decisions."

"Jake, what are you getting at?" I asked, unable to hold my question even though I just wanted him to continue.

"That protector magic," my Jacob smiled as he used the words that I had used so long ago, "is strong for a wolf. I want to keep you safe from the world but even though it pains me to let you live in it, I wanted you to have a normal human childhood without any restrictions or obligations that I know you would eventually feel...I just didn't expect the feelings to occur on their own. Or before mine. I can't be sure since I'm the first one to go through it like this, but I thought that my feelings would change the instant that yours did. That I would be unable to refuse such a pull from my imprint...but you've been in love with me for a year and a half."

"Imprint?" I asked, my head swimming in the thought that Jacob was supposed to be in love with me because of the protector magic but he wasn't. I managed to screw up something as set-in-stone as a protector bond. I had seen the other wolf girls and knew how it was supposed to happen.

"A wolf imprints the second that he looks into his soul mate's eyes for the first time after phasing." Jacob admitted, waiting for me to freak out or something. "It's a lifelong commitment to that person no matter what they decide to do with their lives. There is nothing that a wolf wouldn't do for his imprint. He, or she since we're not sure if Leah can or can't imprint, will be a brother, a friend, a lover, or whatever the imprint needs him to be. He changes when his imprint needs him to change. When she really truly wants the relationship to change...that's why I'm so confused that you're ready and I'm not. I love you, Rennie, but I just don't love you like you think you love me."

My mouth was hung open from the 'soul mate' part still.

"When did you imprint on me?" I asked, knowing that I would have felt the change. But I knew the answer. I had felt this way towards my Jacob my entire life. From the moment that I first laid eyes on him, I knew that he was mine and that I was his. I felt the pull every moment of my life, whether or not he was in the room with me or not. Even when I was mad at him, I still loved him. From the very first time I ever saw Jake, I knew that he was meant to be in my life and I in his. "I was a baby, wasn't I...?"

"Please don't freak out on me again." Jacob closed his eyes, looking like he might be the one to cry. "I've always imagined that if I didn't do this speech at just the right time that I would screw it up and you would freak out. I wanted you to know from the very beginning, that's why I gave you a promise bracelet as a toddler, but your parents forced me to wait until you were older...well, I was supposed to wait until you were fully matured but you seem to need to know how our future could play out right now."

"Could play out?" I could handle the weirdness of him loving me when I was a baby, but I couldn't understand how this was not a sure thing. "I thought you said that I was your soul mate?"

"You are, sweetie. But you have a choice in the matter." Jake admitted, looking like he really was about to cry. "You will always have a choice, Rennie. I can never make you stay with me."

"You're not making me stay with you, Jake. You're my best friend and I...I love you." I admitted as bravely as I could. Because the words that we had said to each other a million times over the past five years suddenly meant something much deeper for me. "I want you in my life for the rest of my life. No matter if you love me like I do or not."

"Of course I want you in my life!" My Jacob gripped my hands tighter. "I just wish that I felt the same way about you...maybe in time I'll be like the rest of the imprinted wolves, but right now I'm like Quil still."

"I will wait for you to love me, then." I said, a smile on my lips even though this wasn't exactly good news. But it gave me hope.

"You don't have to. I would understand if the crush went away and you wanted to like someone else. This bond isn't forcing you to do anything." Jacob tried to convince me of my hypothetical options. He didn't understand that I didn't have a choice. Not really. I felt the bond, too. Didn't he know that? It hurt to be away from him for the eight hours that I was at school or whenever I had to go to bed and he had to run patrols. Any second that I was away from him physically hurt me. I would do anything for him. My life didn't exist without him in it.

"This isn't some crush, Jake." I tried not to get angry again when he was so heartbroken about his confession. "I love you with all of my soul and I could never fall out of love with you. If you're not ready to be with me, fine. But you will be with me someday, right?"

"As long as you want me to be, I will." Jake said, a small grin on his lips at my confidence.

"What do you want, Jake?" I asked. "From the way that this imprint thing sounds, you don't really have much of a choice."

"You are my soul mate, Rennie." Jacob said with conviction. "I will never be with anyone besides you, even if we do not end up together. I just want your happiness. Anything you want, I'll gladly do or give you as long as it makes you happy."

"So you have to do whatever I say?" I asked curiously, not because I wanted to abuse the 'power' that came with being an imprint.

"Within reason." My Jacob clarified, an unconscious scrunch in his brow.

"Within reason?" I questioned, unable to think of a single thing that Jake hadn't provided for me over the years if I wanted it; most of the time he even knew what I wanted before I was conscious of it.

"Yeah, say you want to jump off a bridge for non-recreational purposes...well, I wouldn't be allowed to let that happen no matter how much you wanted to."

"Jake, I would never ask that." I swore, cringing at the thought of suicide because it meant that I would be out of the world that my Jacob lived in.

"I'm glad to hear it." There was a relieved sigh from his beautiful mouth.

"There is something that I want from you, though." I tried to calm my nerves as I tried to press for the one thing that I wanted more than anything.

"Anything, Rennie." Jacob seemed eager to please me now that I had accepted the secret he had been keeping from me for my entire life. I could tell that it had weighed on him much more than he let on.

"I want you to kiss me." The look on Jake's face was priceless.

"K-kiss you?" Jake asked, looking shocked at my request. "But I don't love you like that, Rennie. I don't want it to give you more hope than it should...it'll mean something different to you."

I bite my bottom lip to keep from crying. "Do I really repulse you that badly?"

Instead of answering, Jacob let out a small sigh and scooted the half seat closer to me. I held my breath as he placed one giant warm hand on my cheek. I let my eyes close at his touch. His lips touched mine so softly that I had to open my eyes back up again to make sure that was what was happening. When it was confirmed, I took a second to revile in it before pressing my luck. I moved my lips against his with the tiniest bit of force like I had seen in all of those cheesy romantic movies that Aunt Rose loved so much.

It was perfect. The very perfect first kiss with the man that I would love for the rest of my life. My Jacob was actually kissing me.

Tara's headlights flashed behind us and Jake pulled away from me as if I had shocked him with a volt of electricity. I know that I could feel the electricity still on my lips.

"We can't do that again, Rennie." Jake said, his eyes as stunned as his voice sounded.

I nodded, though I wouldn't ever give up. I would wait as long as it took for my Jacob to come around.

"I'd better go, Jake. I didn't realize that it was getting so late." I looked at the clock on the dashboard. Was it already five-twenty? I couldn't believe that we had been sitting in the truck for two hours. "I have to go with Tara to pick out a prom dress."

"Your prom, right." Jake seemed nervous again, like I might demand that he accompany me.

"Oh, calm down, Jake." I rolled my eyes. "As much as I'd like to have you take me to my prom, I'm not going to use my newly found imprint powers to make you go. I know that you're too old to take me. Besides, I think you're right about this crush." A lie. "I think that it might be better if I got some more human experiences." Another lie. "Nahuel is taking Janet. Maybe I can convince someone to take me."

And with that, I jumped out of the truck and went to sit in the car with Tara.

Going to the mall with Tara. Tell Esme I'm sorry I didn't come inside. I'll be back by ten. I sent a quick text to Nahuel since I couldn't bare to talk to Jake again.

"Ready to go?" Tara asked, clearly wanting me to talk about what she just witnessed in Jacob's truck.

"All set." I replied, buckling my seat belt.

"Oh, you'd better spill now or I'm not going to take you anywhere." My best human friend threatened, her hand stalled on the keys. "Rennie, I swear."

"Wait until we're on the road." I promised, watching Jake's Rabbit sit in the driveway and knowing that his super-hearing would pick up anything we said. Once we were on our way to the mall, I spilled everything (minus the imprint and mythological creatures things) to Tara. Once I finished gushing, Tara stared at me.

"You know what would really get him to realize he loves you?" Tara's eyes were sparkling with mischief. "A hot dress and an even hotter date."

Like promised, Tara found me just the dress that would capture any guy's attention: red, strapless, two inches above the knee, and clinging to every curve that my mother gave me. The dress she picked out was a little more tame since her family was so conservative: blue, short-sleeved, exactly at the knee, and flowing freely with a modest bust line.

Tara did keep her promise of finding me a hot date, though. John Calzone was tall, blonde, and had dimples to boot. He wasn't as handsome as Phillip Diaz but he was much nicer of a person. He was the fourth guy to ask me to the dance, though there were three more after I said yes to John.

He did the trick, though. Two weeks later when Prom rolled around, I got to have a human experience and I got to pretend that it was making Jake jealous.

The whole family wanted to take pictures of Nahuel and me with our dates but since my parents and aunts and uncles were supposed to have moved off and gone to college, only Esme and Carlisle were present when John came to pick me up and Janet was dropped off. They took more than enough pictures to satisfy the rest of the family. I even got one alone with Nahuel. I wished that Jake had stuck around but ever since our kiss, he had only stopped by for a few hours a day instead of all day long. I knew he would be there tonight to hear the story of how my prom went, just like the rest of my family.

So I made sure that it was a story worth telling. I danced with Tara and Janet and a few of my other female friends. I got a dance with Nahuel in while Janet was getting punch. And I spent the rest of the time with John. He held me close and told me I was pretty and even kissed me goodnight when he dropped me off at the Cullen Mansion. It sounded like a perfect night...but I didn't have my Jacob by my side so it couldn't be.

I didn't add that last part in when I told my family about my fun night. Most of them had seen the kiss from John and were gushing about my first kiss. I gave Jake a grin when they mentioned this and he just shook his head at me. He didn't want everyone to know. Fine. I wouldn't tell anyone. But that sure wasn't going to stop me from thinking it.

Jacob was my first kiss, Daddy. Not John. I thought as loudly as I could.

When my father didn't blow a gasket, I stared at my mother. She smirked at my expression. "Don't worry, Renesmee, I'm shielding you now that you are in the dating world." For the youngest vampire in our group, she sure was not hip with the terms. I was thankful nonetheless. I hadn't had my mind to myself in five years. "You don't have to worry about your father in your head anymore."

"I appreciate it, Momma." I said quietly, my eyes still on Jacob.

I turned back to the main conversation and then was upset that I had. Nahuel was going on about a story involving me and John at the dance since he had been our chaperon of sorts during the dance. Jake stared at me when Nahuel mentioned John grabbing my butt during the middle of a fast song, anger clear on his face.

"He did what?" Jake wasn't the only one who was mad, but he sure was the first one to voice his disapproval.

I rolled my eyes. "It was nothing. Lots of guys grab girls' butts. I was just doing what the rest of the teenage human population does at a dance." Though it had made me uncomfortable.

"Rennie, can I talk to you outside for a moment?" Jacob asked, leaving not much room for debate. I followed him because I would follow him anywhere and let Nahuel tell the rest of the family about the dance.

"You will never let him touch you like that again." Jake threatened me as soon as we were out of earshot of the mansion.

"And who's going to stop me?" I asked angrily. "Because you sure didn't seem to care about who I went to the dance with. You wanted me to be human. Tell me, Jake. Who. Is. Going. To. Stop. Me?"

"I am." And suddenly his lips were on mine for the second time in my life. Jealousy really brought out the passion in my Jacob. I kissed him back with a passion of my own, letting my hands reach up and grasp his hair.

"God, Rennie, that dress." Another kiss. "You're going to kill me with those legs of yours." Another firey kiss. "You are mine, Rennie. Not his." A kiss that melted my insides. "I love you, Rennie. I'm so sorry that it took so long to realize that."

Now tonight was truly perfect.