Ok, first and foremost, thank you so much to those who have reviewed (pixielou, and sassy1515), it means a lot; really, you have no idea how encouraging it is to read them. Again, however, I would like to hear from more of you, please? Lol, well, here's chapter ten. Enjoy!

Again, I do not own any of Stephanie Meyer's work, solely the plot of this story.

**************************Oliver****************************************

Tom and I were running late to class, we'd decided to wait the extra ten minutes it took for the fudge to be out of the oven. It was good fudge, and definitely worth being late to class for. We were running, Tom slightly ahead of me; he had always been faster than me. A blur of bronze and black hair caught my eye from a distance. Ha, looks like Renesmee's running late also. Jacob was a good ways ahead of her, hmmm, that's strange…

Behind him, Renesmee struggled to keep up, her clothes and hair flying back; she had on a huge t-shirt and there was something different about her…I had never seen her wear anything so…casual. She usually had on something stylish—thanks to her aunt Alice, she'd told us.

Huh…weird.

We ended up in front of the building at the same time, Jacob was already there, waiting for Renesmee. Renesmee looked a bit out of breath, her face flushed and I couldn't help thinking how unfair it was of Jacob to leave her behind like that.

"Hey Renesmee," I waved, as we met in front of the building. She looked up at me with a weird expression on her face. She looked nervous for some reason, maybe she'd gotten into a fight with Alice or something? It would explain the t-shirt.

"Hi," she replied, though I noticed she avoided meeting my eyes. I looked over at Jacob, and was surprised to see him glaring at me. What the—

"Hey, so looks like you're leaving Renesmee in the dust, huh," said Tom, slapping Jacob on the back. Jacob didn't seem to hear him, he was still staring at me like I'd stolen his favorite chocolate cake or something. Tom noticed too.

"We better get going," he said, "the bell's about to ring." He motioned me and Renesmee over. Renesmee trudged after him slowly, eying me warily as she passed by. Jacob was barely aware of anything, he simply continued glaring at me.

"I'll catch up with you guys," I said, refusing to look away from Jacob's impending glare. Renesmee waved bye to him; he nodded at her but never took his eyes off me. After they'd gone inside, I spoke up.

"What's your problem?" I said, anger hinting at my words. Seriously, what did I do to him that he couldn't stop looking at me like that?

Jacob simply stared at me, crossed his arms, and then said in a dangerously soft voice, "Don't tell me you didn't notice something different about Ness?"

I looked at him confused. "Uh…"

"Well?!" he almost shouted, taking a step forward.

I gulped; even though I was abnormally strong for a teenager, I was no match for Jacob Black. "I'm not sure what you're talking about, if you mean her lack of posh, well, don't worry, we won't make fun of her or anything," I said stupidly.

Jacob looked confused for a second, but quickly regained his composure. "Don't act stupid," he growled, "I'm just letting you know, if you so much as look at her the wrong way, I will hunt you down."

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Is that what this was about? Now where in the heck did he get that idea?

"Dude," I said, "you don't have to worry about that; Tom and I, we don't see Renesmee like that, besides, we know she's your imprint, we would never do that to you," I said; when he said nothing, I added, "Seriously, we'd rather argue over the last pizza slice than over a girl."

A pizza slice? Jacob's about to kick my butt for nothing and I come up with a food analogy?

Jacob looked at me for a moment. "So," he said, "no matter how beautiful or grown up she gets, you won't even consider it?"

Beautiful or grown up? I almost laughed at him. "Well no, of course not, but I wouldn't worry about that, she's barely ten," I said, exasperation coloring my voice, though I quickly added, "Not that she isn't pretty, she is, but we don't even see her like that, I swear."

He considered that for a moment.

"Well, just so we're clear then," he said, then smiled, "you'd rather have a pizza slice than a pretty girl?"

I grinned back, I was in the clear. "Well, you know what I mean, Tom and I, we're not really into the dating scene yet."

This seemed to calm him down, he nodded. "Alright then." And just like that, he was gone.

I stared where he had been standing.

Now what was that all about?

I shrugged as I headed to class.

Me? Like a girl? Yeah right…

I entered the class just in time, sneaking a mischievous grin to my brother and Renesmee. Tom gave me a thumbs up; Renesmee smiled. I studied her for a moment.

She was wearing an oversized t-shirt, jeans, some white tennis, and her hair sprawled messily down her back. Not her best day, to be honest, and yet…

I guess I could see why Jacob might think one of us had a thing for her, I mean, she was a girl after all, and most boys our age were already into girls, despite out outer pretense of being solely into video games and such. I watched as she tucked a stray hair behind her ear…and then I really saw it: she was not only a girl, but a very pretty girl. Her almost white skin was clear, void of any human flaw, and her hair, though 'messy' still lay in natural ringlets down her back. Her eyes, a deep warm brown, held intelligence beyond her years, and her body…Well, come to think of it, I had never really paid much attention, but for being a little ten year old, Renesmee had quite the figure on her…

Not that I cared, of course.

Her face suddenly changed from its usual ivory to a soft red; she was blushing. Why was she—then I noticed I was still staring at her like she was some kind of science experiment.

Crap.

I quickly looked away.

Mr. Stolls was already lecturing when I looked up towards the front. I would have to make sure never to think about the beauty of Renesmee Cullen around my brothers…

**************************Nessie****************************************

Being at school was better than being at home. At school, Tom and Oliver treated me just like before, like one of the guys. At home I had several over reactive vampires to face.

Alice and Rosalie were overjoyed with my growth. They marinated me in compliments and new clothes. My mommy, though never lacking in compliments, was on constant alert of my development. I knew she hated the idea of losing her little girl, though I'm not sure what exactly she meant, I wasn't planning on going anywhere, after all.

Carlisle, Esme, Emmet, and Jasper were indifferent, thank goodness.

Daddy…well let's just say I could tell when he'd heard my self conscious thoughts; despite the novel actor that he usually was in public, he couldn't fool me. He struggled to hide his awkwardness, but I guess that's expected when you're a guy listening to your rapidly growing daughter's thoughts on whether to wear the pink bra or the blue one.

Then there was Jake…He befuddled me the most. Out of everyone, you would think that the one person to help you get through a tough time would be your best friend…I hardly saw Jacob anymore, and when I did, well, things weren't quite the same. I felt like I was missing a huge part of me, and as many times as I'd thought to bring it up, Jake simply told me that everything was fine, and that he was just having some trouble at home. I'd brought it up to mommy, but she was even less help.

On the bright side, it's already been a month since my bra size upgrade, and I haven't grown any bigger. I would like to say that this is a good thing, but the whole Jacob situation has gotten me more down than I would have ever expected.

Thank goodness for Tom and Oliver, if it weren't for them, I probably would've been completely miserable. We had started hanging out more, and I have to admit that I always had a blast with them, especially Oliver; he was the more caring of the two.

Tomorrow the three of us would be taking a hike to some secret cave they had found when they were young. I thought about what I should wear; luckily for me both boys seemed impartial to my sudden boob appearance, as far as they were concerned, I was still one of them.

I turned over in my bed, sighing as I thought of another person I would have liked to go hiking with…I missed Jacob. What hurt the most was the possibility that Jake didn't need me anymore, maybe didn't even want me as his best friend anymore…I could live with having friends like the twins, but they were only second best, Jake would always be my number one…

Alright, let me know what you all think, this was more of a leading chapter, it's a bit obvious as to what could happen, but you don't know what will happen so you're going to have to review to find out, hahaha! Also, just so you know, we're getting close to Christmas time in the story, and Nessie's still around eleven years old. Just to give you a heads up though, by Christmas she'll be close to twelve, hmm, what will happen that might give her a splurge in growth? Oh, and the Volturri will began to appear sooner than you think. Review to find out! Thanks!