My eyes snapped open. Where exactly was I? I rubbed my eyes and looked around, scanning for something familiar. It wasn't until I saw that there were boxes scattered every which way that I realized I must have been in my new room. Alice hadn't attacked those yet? I had never even seen this room before this moment, let alone the rest of the house. It would make sense why everything looked, felt and smelled so unfamiliar. Why couldn't I remember going to sleep?

The previous day's events hit me like a ton of bricks. Everything came rushing back, every sweet and cherished memory. Jacob. I reached behind me, thinking he might be there, but then again, I didn't remember him coming up with me, let alone coming up here myself. He must have carried me up here after I fell asleep outside. My searching came up empty, so I slid my feet into my slippers that were placed at the foot of my bed by someone else, tied my hair back in a ponytail, and opened my bedroom door.
It was only then that I realized that I was inside a mansion and had absolutely no idea where anything in this enormous house was. I scanned up and down the hallway, not seeing the trace of a staircase. Wait - was the kitchen even downstairs? Knowing I couldn't figure this all out by myself, I decided that I would call my Dad.
"Dad?" I said, quiet as a breath. He was at my side in a quarter of a second.
"Lost?" he chuckled.
"Um, a little." I admitted embarassingly. I climbed on his back and we were downstairs in no time at all.

He set me down in a room that looked almost exactly like our last house's living room. I then realized that the whole back side of this house, too, was made up of an entire wall of glass. Everything in this house was differing shades of white. Although the furniture was all brand new, the house had the same feel to it. Mom was in the kitchen, speaking with Esme. Rose and Emmett were on the couch, hand in hand. Alice was sitting at the kitchen table with that all-too familiar blank look on her face, Jasper sitting next to her, watching her. I gave the room around me another quick scan. Where was he?
"Upstairs in his room, Ness." Dad answered my silent question. Man, that got annoying.

"Where's his room? And would you mind atleast trying to stay out of my head?"
"Oh, yeah. Hold on. I'll bring you up, you'll have a tour later."
I scrambled on to his back once again, and before I could even try to memorize the blur of white that fell behind me, we were standing in front of another door. And, Dad was gone. Could I just open the door and go right in? What if he was tired and didn't want to waken up? I decided I'd take my chances, I actually missed him. I twisted the doorknob, and the door opened quietly, spilling a pool of light into the darkened room. He was snoring, a giant mountain of blankets on his king-sized bed. I crept over to his side, and crawled in next to him, snuggling closer.
"Good morning," I breathed. He sighed, stretched, and soon his big warm arms were cradled around me.
"Morning," he whispered happily, "Quite the place, eh? Can't believe Mother Hen did all of this for me."

In my hurry to be with him, I hadn't noticed his room. It was absolutely beautiful. The walls were painted black and white, each wall a different color. His bedframe was black wood, and there was an enormous black armoire set against a white wall. On another wall, there was a Quileute mural of a pack of wolves, all matched the colors of Jacob's brothers. This room was all Jacob.
"Yeah, it's beautiful," I said jokingly "Nice to see who the favorite is around here, my room isn't even finished yet."
I nestled my face into his warm chest. He rested his cheek on the top of my head. He inhaled deeply, smelling my hair.
"Man, Ness. Never thought it would all turn out like this," he chuckled "I'm a lucky man."
"No, the lucky one would be me." I said. He gave me that look that said "Ha, yeah right."
"Oh, yeah. Happy birthday, Ness."
Did I honestly forget my own birthday? I'd been officially sixteen years old for about eleven hours without even realizing it. Jacob was looking at me with a funny expression on his face, confused. It turned into a grin that spread from ear to ear.
"Renesmee, did you forget your birthday?" he chuckled.

"Um...yeah." I admitted. He started laughing, hysterically. His booming laugh echoed from the walls. It shook through my body as he held me close.
"You know I love ya, right? My silly girl..." he said, shaking his head. He gently pressed his warm lips to mine.
"Should get up soon, though. You know how Alice gets for these types of things. She's got this big sweet sixteen planned..." he trailed off. Even if Jake had been with my family for sixteen years now, I could tell that he still wasn't used to our insane amount of money. I, on the other hand, was completely used to it. It's not like we steal the money, we work hard for it. It's there, why not spend it? That was my way of thinking, and Alice never turned down the advantage. I could only imagine what she had planned for tonight...

Chapter 5