I parked on Charlie's drive and hopped out of the car. He had obviously been waiting for me. Bless him for being so open minded about me. He knew it wasn't possible for me to be this big at 6 years old. But he was so non-judgemental about it. And he loved me.

"Hey kiddo!" He wrapped me into a bear hug and I hugged him back.

He pulled back to look at me for a moment. "How was your first day at school?"

It was nice having Grandpa in on the main parts of my life. I hated lying to people.

"It was really great, Grandpa. I made some friends, went to my classes. It was a really nice day."

He looked upon me with pride like he always did. I think deep down he knew we were blood. He just didn't want to ask too many questions. With an arm wrapped around my shoulders he led me into the house. Seth and Leah were playing on their Xbox, fighting each other in game and also physically. Sue was in the kitchen, so I went and hugged her first. She was good for Charlie and she was always so kind to me.

"Hey honey. Good day?" She asked me whilst we embraced.

I nodded. "Really great."

She pulled away and gave me a knowing look.

"Someone's been waiting for you in the yard."

Jacob.

Without a second thought my feet were moving out the door. Jacob was standing there, staring at the trees by the back fence. I found myself standing a few feet back from him, waiting for him to turn around and see me. I yearned for him to see me.

"Jake."

I pulled him from his trance and he instantly spun when he heard my voice. His face grew a huge smile and he rushed over and picked me up into a hug. I laughed. As he put me down. His arms still lingered around me

"I've only been gone for the day."

He gazed down at me with wonder and it made my heart jump at my chest.

"Longest day ever." He told me, a smirk on his face.

I pushed him teasingly and he took that as a challenge. I realised I had made a mistake. He chased me round the yard until finally he grabbed my waist and pulled me over. We both laid there on our backs, laughing. The grass was soft under my body and I could feel leaves in my hair.

Jacob was looking over at me, and as our eyes met I felt that pull again. Like my body needed to be near him. It was so strange to feel but I couldn't explain it. I pushed myself up off of the grass, leaning on my elbows. Jacob sat upright, crossing his legs.

"So you enjoyed school." He said it as if he wasn't sure.

He extracted a leaf from the front of my hair and I pulled myself up to face him fully. I had never noticed how his dark eyes sparkled. Like behind the void there was this joy that was just scratching the surface. His softened features made his face appear kind and gentle. I caught myself staring at him and coughed, awkwardly returning to the conversation.

"It was amazing. I just felt so… human." I knew my whole face had lit up as I spoke.

He was watching me carefully. "But Ness…"

"I know I'm not totally, okay." I snapped. "But this is all I wanted. To be like the other kids."

He seemed saddened by that. Like he felt sad for me rather than about what I said. I sighed. He was never going to know what it was like for me.

"Food?" I asked him, already knowing the answer.

We walked in side by side silently, his figure towering over me.

Having him next to me... being together... it was enough.

When I went home I got the full interrogation. Aunt Rose and Uncle Em stayed in the main house, so they weren't there when I arrived back at the cottage. My father was probing my mind for things I had missed but I was adamant I was telling the truth. They never trusted me.

"So today went off without any issues?" My father asked, watching me carefully.

I just nodded. "It was really good."

They both continued to examine me, clearly knowing there was something I was waiting to say. I had gotten quite good at avoiding my father's mind reading when I wanted to. I had to, because he could read me like an open book.

I gained the courage to ask them about the party. It did not go well.

"So, my new friend Jess is having some people over to her house next week. She invited me to go." I began.

"People? How many?" My mother asked, clearly concerned about it.

I fidgeted in my seat. "I'm not sure."

Unfortunately, the word party came into my head while I was thinking about how to phrase it, causing my father to fly into a combination of rage and panic. My father was mortified.

"You've been at school one day and you already want to go to a party?" His whole tone made me upset since I had done nothing to make them think they couldn't trust me.

"I have followed every rule and done everything I was supposed to since the day I was born. Please! Let me try and have a normal childhood for once!" I felt tears falling down my cheeks.

My anger and emotions were bubbling over. I had always found controlling my feeling really hard, and when I became frustrated I could be inconsolable. My mother stayed silent. She could see my pain but she wouldn't go against my father's wishes. They were like two parts of the same whole and that made things harder for me sometimes.

"You are not going to that party, Renesmee." He told me with no love in his voice.

He was treating me like I was some rebellious child when in fact I was the opposite. I had always been a devoted child. I loved my parents so much, and when we got along we were happier than any family could be. But every time I asked for a little bit of freedom, I was usually met with force.

I knew there was no changing his mind, so I stormed away up to my room. I screamed when I had shut myself in and threw whatever I could find against the wall. I found myself crumpled on the floor.

Who was I kidding? I was never going to get my chance to be normal, because they could never see beyond what I was. To them, I was a child. A child who had already put everyone at risk once just by being born. For existing.

I could hear them talking through the floor.

"Why do you have to be so hard on her?" My mother's voice tried to reason with him.

"I'm trying to keep her safe. A party full of humans is just another risk she shouldn't be forced to endure."

"Edward, this is what she wants. And she believes she can do it. Why can't you?" My mother's probing question clearly struck a nerve.

"She's not ready."

"You didn't think I was ready to be a vampire. Or a mother. But we both know that she is more capable than that.

I heard a loud sigh come from my father's lips.

"We can't let her reveal our secret, Bella."

I could not listen any longer. I felt so much anger. How dare they dictate my whole life based on a fear that wasn't even likely? I just couldn't understand why they wouldn't even give me a chance. I knew that my anger wasn't going to help me, so I decided the best thing to do was sleep.

Sleep would help clear my mind and ensure I made the right choice.

Right?