I went back to Masen's POV since a lot of you seemed to like his better then Renesmee's. Enjoy!

*Masen's POV*

"Where are they going?" I asked when my mother came back into the house. She was smiling from ear to ear. The giddy look on her face make her look younger than me.

"Hiking." She squealed and skipped into my father's arms. He laughed at her chipper attitude.

"Why are they hiking?" Nahuel asked me.

"I don't know, I didn't even know that's what they were doing." I shrugged. "But it's Jacob and Renesmee, nothing they ever do makes sense." I got up to go to my room and change. It was a nice morning, so I figured I'd go for a run. The human in me loved running. I changed into shorts and a t-shirt, slipped my sneakers on, and hurried down the stairs.

"I'll be back!" I called over my shoulder. When I turned to jog out the back door, I ran directly into my father.

"You going for a run, or are you going to someone's house?"

"Just a jog, she's probably still sleeping anyway." I informed him.

He nodded and let me pass him.

I jogged around the small town without having to stop to catch my breath. I didn't feel like going back home, so I decided to start jogging up and down dead end streets. By the time I started jogging back towards town to go home it was almost noon.

"Masen?" I stumbled forward and stopped, turning to see where the voice came from.

"Shelby, what are you doing in town?" I made sure to make myself breathless. My panting had to match the sweat matting my hair and causing my shirt to cling to me.

"I came out with my brother. He's in the auto store getting a part for his car."

"Sounds fun." I said, swiping the sweat from my forehead.

"Not really, but I felt like getting out of my house." She stepped towards me, wrapping her arms around my waist and giggled as her chest pressed against mine. "You're all sweaty, how long have you been jogging?"

I laughed back and hugged her shoulders tighter against me. "An hour or so." I lied.

"Aren't you the athletic one." She chuckled.

"That's me."

"What do we have here?" Shelby's brother-another human trying to act macho-walked out of the store, narrowing his eyes at me.

"This is Masen… my… boyfriend." She eyed me, waiting for me to react to her words. They sent a wave of excitement through me. I felt like dancing in a circle, but I kept my cool.

"Hey." I spoke deeply, hugging Shelby tighter to me. I was too excited to let her go.

"Brian." He nodded once. "So you're the one who's got my sister… well sisters all smitten." I laughed as I remembered Shelby's younger sister, Amanda.

"Shut up!" Shelby hissed.

"You training for something?" He asked, ignoring his sister.

I shook my head. "Nope, just out for a run. I have to keep in shape in order to keep up with my father and uncles." I lied… well, sort of lied. I did need to keep in shape, but they had to keep up with me.

"Uncles, what do you play?"

"Anything involving a ball." I snorted.

Brian laughed. "Cool, I'll have to play you guys some time."

I shrugged. I guess he could play… if he wanted to walk away with broken bones.

"Well, we better get back. Dad's got to leave for work, so he needs the car."

"I think I might hang with Masen. He can bring me home later, right?" She looked up at me and I couldn't find it in me to tell her no. The word didn't exist in my mind.

I nodded slowly.

"Suite yourself. Dad's not going to be happy I left with you, and came home empty handed."

"Let him get mad at me later. I'll be home before him. Promise." She waved and took my hand.

"I ran here… it's like three miles to my house. I could have someone pick us up…" I trailed off when she shook her head.

"It's ok, I can run." She kept our fingers interlocked and we started running. I easily stayed at her speed, and slowed when she was winded.

It took us almost an hour to get home, but I enjoyed every minute of it.

It wasn't until we were in the yard when it sunk in. I brought her home with me. I caught my father, grandfather, and uncles in the window. Before Shelby could spot them, I waved them away.

Giggling echoed off the side of the house as Jacob and Renesmee raced into view.

"Oh," Renesmee stopped short and Jacob stopped behind her, his hands came up to rest on her shoulders. "Shelby?" She asked, walking towards us, eyeing me.

You brought her here?

I raised an eyebrow cautioning her to keep quiet.

I'm not saying a thing, but you'll have to explain this to mom and dad.

I gave one quick nod.

"Yeah, Shelby…" She trailed off as she stared at Jacob. "You are?" She asked, smiling at him.

"Jacob." He smiled politely.

"How old are you, Jacob?" She asked him, but I didn't give him a chance to answer. I took her hand and towed her along as I walked into the house.

"He a friend?" Shelby asked me as we walked through the front door.

"Yes." I answered. I hated feeling jealous, but why did she need to look at him like that? She just told her brother I was her boyfriend.

"Well, who is this?" My mom asked, walking into the living room to greet us. I groaned.

"Shelby, this is my…" I trailed off not sure who she was supposed to be.

"Sister." My mom said quickly. "Bella."

"I thought you said you only had one sister." Shelby turned to look at me.

"He always says that." My mom rolled her eyes. "He just hates having more than one sister." She threw me an apologetic glance and I shook my head. Shelby bought it, so I wasn't complaining.

"Hello." My dad smiled as he walked up behind my mom.

"Whoa… you're brother, I'm guessing?" Shelby asked and my dad quickly dropped his hands from my mom's hips. "He looks like an older you." Shelby looked from me to him and back.

"Got me again." I sighed. I was actually enjoying watching my father position himself away from my mom. After all it was them that decided to both play my siblings.

"Well glad to see the good looks didn't all go to Masen." Shelby said, starring at my dad.

He laughed once uncomfortably and excused himself as he backed out of the room.

Were all human girls this open with who they found cute? I shuttered at the thought of her just hitting on my father. I don't care if he's seventeen; he's my father.

I introduced her to the rest of my family and it was as humiliating as I thought it was going to be. Uncle Emmett was surprisingly polite, but seemed just as wary as the others for me bringing her here.

I led Shelby it to my room and shut the door behind her.

"Your house is amazing." She gushed as she walked over to my bed. "Your room is huge!"

"Thanks." I forced myself to smile.

"You okay?" She asked, getting up and crossing the room to where I was standing, leaning against my dresser.

"I'm fine, going to take a real quick shower. You can hang out in here until I'm done."

I walked towards my bathroom and she gasped behind me.

"I thought that was a closet, not your own bathroom!" She whispered, following me.

"Will anyone come up to check on us?" She asked, blushing as she smiled. I could hear her heartbeat pick up and I blushed, too. I didn't blush for the same reason she was, though, I was blushing because everyone in this house heard her.

"Yeah, probably. These walls are pretty thin…" I had to clear my throat a few times in order to get the sentence out.

She reached under my shirt and trailed her fingers across my stomach. I held my breath. Her touch sent an electric shock through my body. An emotion took over that I didn't know how to control. I found my lips moving towards her and kissed her with more force than I was expecting. She kissed me back with just as much.

"Masen, you're shower is broken, remember. Use the downstairs bathroom." My dad growled, banging on my door. He couldn't read my thoughts, but he could read hers. Again I blushed from what could possibly be on her mind. Even I was scared to find out.

"Thanks, Edward." I mumbled against her lips. I couldn't pull myself away from her.

She turned her head to catch her breath and I kept my lips against her skin. I finally found it in me to pull away from her to go shower. This was one of the fastest showers I've ever taken. Manly because I was avoiding all eyes as I hurried from the downstairs bathroom back up to my room.

"Masen!" My mother hissed from the bottom of the stairs. I punched the air, I was so close to my room.

"What." I said through clenched teeth. I turned to look at her and she didn't speak. I sighed and listened to her thoughts. She wasn't thinking anything specific, but her thoughts rang out warnings.

"I'm fine." I groaned and stomped up the rest of the stairs.

I froze inside my room. Shelby and Renesmee were sprawled out on my bed, giggling about something they were talking about.

"Oh, hey." Renesmee smiled at me and turned back to finish talking with Shelby. "So we'll finish this conversation later. Thanks for the insight! It helped a lot."

"No problem. You know where to find me." Shelby hugged Renesmee and she got up, walking towards me.

She touched my upper arm as she walked past me. I like her. I didn't want to hear the thought, but she forced it into my head anyway. Shelby placed herself right at home here, and this wasn't a place for her.

"Your sister's cute." Shelby said, laying on her back on my bed. "She's got quite a little love triangle going on. Honestly, I think the muscular guy is too old for her."

"Jacob?" So she was interested in him.

Shelby nodded. "You want to know about it?"

I shuddered. "No, not really."

She shrugged. "Okay, what do you want to do?" She reached for my hands and I let her pull me down onto the bed.

Our lips met and I didn't think of a reason to stop. I didn't ever want to. My hands moved to her hips and I pulled her against me. She didn't seem to mind, her arms locked around my neck, locking me in place.

I waited for my parents to come stop us, but no one came up. I listened for their thoughts, but I couldn't find them. They weren't here. I searched the thoughts of who I could hear downstairs. It was only my grandma, Renesmee, and Nahuel. I couldn't hear anyone else. Not even Huilen.

Shelby's tongue lightly traced my bottom lip and my train of thought was gone. I rolled until I was on top of her, then kept rolling until I was beside her again.

"No, come back." She begged, panting as fast as I was.

"Look, I'm stronger than you. I can't explain everything, but I could hurt you. Plus we just met. I think we need to slow down." Did I just say that?

"Of course you're stronger. I like that about you. We didn't just meet. We've been out on a date, and we both really like each other."

"I think we should go downstairs."

"I think you should bring me home." She huffed.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you."

"I'm fine, you're right. But I should still get home. Amanda is probably annoying my brother while he's trying to fix his car."

I nodded, sighing. "I'll ask my… mom to bring you home."

We walked down the stairs and I avoided my grandmother's eyes as I asked her.

"Sure, honey." She said, putting down her book and running her fingers through my hair. She wasn't mad at me, that was a good sign, but then again this was Esme Cullen; she never got mad at anything.

"Ness, I'll be right back." She turned to kiss the top of her head.

"Okay," Renesmee said with her mouth full of homemade cookies grandma must have just taken out of the oven. Renesmee smiled slightly and leaned in closer to Nahuel.

"Where is everyone?" I asked as we walked down to the garage.

"Hiking." Grandma answered me. She turned, winking at me. So they went hunting. I gave in and listened to the truth in her thoughts.

My father started it. Mom was driving herself insane with us kissing in my room, so my dad basically threw her over his shoulder in order to get her out of the house. My uncles followed with my aunts because they never give up a chance to hunt. Grandpa offered to go and invited Huilen. My father had asked Jacob to come along so they could talk.

"Thanks." I smiled up at my grandma and she nodded.

Shelby looked at us weird, but shrugged it off. Keeping secrets from her was getting harder and harder. No wonder my father didn't keep his secret from my mom for very long.