AN - Wow, I didn't realise how long it's been since my last update I'm sorry!! I hope the next few make it up to you.

RPOV

"I asked for a skinny cappuccino, no sprinkles and easy on the froth. Are you completely incompetent or are you just dumb?" I'd had it with this bitch. Not only had she changed her order 10 times, she'd had a go at me for taking too long to make her coffee and now she was claiming I got her order wrong.

"Actually I have your order right here madam. You asked for a large cappuccino, a blueberry muffin and I quote 'make it snappy.'" I stared her straight in the eyes. "Now if that's everything, I'm gonna get back to making coffees for these nice people over here." I gestured towards the queue of people smirking at our interaction. She narrowed her tiny little eyes at me.

"I don't like you're attitude." Her words were obviously supposed to have acid to them, but she wasn't scaring me.

"And I don't like your nasty ass patent stilettos but I'm not making a fuss about it am I?" She flared her nostrils at me. Her huge head of frizzy ginger hair sticking out at all angles. I wanted to punch her, I was in the mood. So my comment about her shoes was pretty immature but Alice would have been proud of my attention to detail.

"Your manager will be hearing about this." The tap tap of her cheap shoes against the oak floor of the shop echoed as she made her way to the far corner with her coffee. I'm sure Alice would hear about it and I'm pretty sure she'd congratulate me for holding me own. Hey she's lucky Rosalie didn't serve her, girl probably would have laid her out. Alice had 2 month old twins to look after now. Cody and Blaine were the best behaved babies ever. They slept all the time. They cried quietly and their crap really didn't smell too bad. Either that or Alice made motherhood look incredibly easy.

I flopped into the sofa letting out a tremendous huff when I got home. I'd had a pretty stressful day. After the red headed ho there was a woman with loads of uncontrollable kids that ran around the shop screaming and upsetting our other customers. I felt pretty bad for the woman, she looked as if she was on the verge of tears but still, her children were the spawn of Satan. Then I made a complete fool of myself in front of a group of guys I recognised from the reservation down in La Push. They were seriously hot as well, with their rippling muscles and flawless copper skin. One in particular I remember from the days when Charlie took me to see his friend Billy. He was probably the biggest of the 3, his long black hair reaching his shoulders. I tripped over a rug sending a chocolate-banana frappé flying across the room. The big guy, Jacob, had helped me clean up. He had a cheeky smile that made me a little weak at the knees. Sometimes inheriting the klutz gene from my Mom wasn't a bad thing, he asked for my number.

"Shit kid, you look wiped." Emmett stood in the doorway to the kitchen a sympathetic look on his face. I sighed and nodded in response. "Seriously Ness, go relax, see your friends or something. I'll look after the nippers today. Go on have some fun." He ushered me up the stairs demanding I freshen up first.

It had been nearly 4 months since I first contacted Edward Cullen and we'd been talking pretty much every day. Swapping numbers and everything, we talked mostly about happening in Forks and my Mom. She was brought into every conversation, it was completely obvious he'd never gotten over my Mom. It was pretty weird how much I talked to Edward, considering he was oblivious to the fact he's my Dad, I'd told a few little white lies and made out I was a year younger than I actually am. In all honesty though I wasn't sorry. If I was going to get to know the guy, I didn't want him trying to force a father daughter relationship just because he thought he had to. I wanted to develop a natural relationship with him. Get to know him before I sprung the fact he played a part in my conception on him. I planned to give him all the facts at the weekend. He was coming to Forks. I was going to meet him and somehow avoid everyone else I know that weekend, if my Mom found out she'd throw the ultimate shit fit.

I jumped in the shower and washed away the day, I hate the smell off coffee and it was all over me. I was met by a small child rummaging through my wardrobe.

"Nessie, where is the blue tunic dress we bought last week." Phoebe ran her hands through her long black hair in frustration. I wasn't sure why she was dressing me, it's not like I had plans to go anywhere special.

"Renesmee Carlie Swan! Why are your new clothes still in the bags? They will be wrinkled up now!" She found the blue dress and layed it out on my bed. "Are you going to stand there all day? Or are you going on your date?" She produced a pair of leggings and stared at me. I was confused, did she think I was going on a date?

She sighed. " Jacob text you, he invited you to a barbecue on the beach tonight. I said you'd be there at 7. Hurry up, Mommy's on her way to make you perdy."

Jacob? From the shop? The ridiculously hot boy with the huge muscles and tight t shirt. I had to stop myself form doing a happy dance and concentrated on the 7 year old girl, glaring at me from the end of my bed. She gestured at the clothes before pointing to a pair of black gladiator sandals and left the room, closing the door behind them. I'd come to understand that motion over the years as an indication I needed to get dressed. I pulled on some underwear before tackling the leggings. I had to remember to thank Phoebe for picking out something comfortable. I'm sure Alice would have put me in a miniskirt and heels. As I pulled the dress over my head my bedroom door flung open.

"Jesus Alice, why don't you ever knock. I could have been naked." I fussed with the dress trying to flatten my boobs, they weren't exactly small and it drew attention to me. Attention I didn't want.

"Because I knew you weren't. Sit." I sat on the edge of the bed and closed my eyes like a good Barbie. Alice began rubbing foundation over my cheeks.

"So you have a date with a La Push boy huh? You're so much like your Mom. She spent a lot of time down there when she was your age."

"Alice?" I thought there was no better time to ask than the present.

"Does my Mom ever talk about my Dad, like to you and Rose?" Alice paused, her rapid strokes of the blusher brush across my cheeks halting for a few seconds, I opened my eyes and looked up at her. She was smiling at me.

"Oh Nessie, you're gonna be in so much trouble." She was practically fighting back giggles.

"What, what did I do?" I gave my best innocent face. She couldn't know what I was up to.

"I'm not stupid Ness, I know you know his name and I know that you've been talking to him." She began attacking my eyes with a mascara brush. I decided to just stay silent.

"I think you're doing the right thing you know." She knelt down and looked at me seriously. "I never knew my Dad and now its too late. I know what it's like to feel as if a part of your identity is missing."

"I'm not doing it for me." I bit my lip. She nodded and pulled my face up to look at her.

"She's not whole without him Ness and I think she knows that."

"He always asks about her. I think he still loves her." I looked away before making my final confession. "He thinks I'm 16."

She smiled at me and began assaulting my curls with her fingers. "You're doing the right thing."

I left for La Push quickly, throwing my Mom a half assed wave as I ran out the front door and jumped in my baby. For my 17th birthday my Pops bought me a canary yellow 1965 Corvair Corsa. She's beautiful, I should probably take more care of her inside though, it was full of soda cups and my music collection was scattered everywhere. I pulled up in a little parking lot by the beach and turned off the engine. I sat in the car for a few minutes. I'd never actually been on a date, if that's what this was. I was a newbie. I got out and took in my surroundings. I love La Push, so there wasn't much colour here on First Beach, it was a little grey but I thought it was pretty. Turning the key in the lock I heard a reasonably familiar voice.

"Jesus Fucking Christ!! Is she yours?" Jacob walked over to me, his jaw dropped open and his hair trailing in the wind behind him. I smiled and nodded.

"You've had a recent paint job right?" he ran his hands over the hood of my car in appreciation. I didn't blame him.

"Yup." It was a little scratched. "Um as amazing as my car is, don't we have a barbecue to attend?"

He winked at me before shoving his hands in his pockets and walking towards the beach. Walking up to a group of people around a driftwood fire I noticed the other guys Jacob had been with in the shop. They all looked similar with their jet black hair and copper coloured skin. Jacob was an exception though, he had darker eyes and a bigger smile. There was a touch more youthfulness in his features and his eyebrows were a lot less like caterpillars. I wanted to sigh everytime I looked at him. There were a few girls in the group, they were more varied in appearance, one tall and bony with shoulder length hair, another was petite with a short pixie cut and the third was average heigh with curves in all the right places, her thick wavy hair falling to her thighs. I took a hit on my self-esteem. She was like a younger La Push version of Rosalie, only she was smiling at me excitedly. Rose would be staring me down.

"Guys this is Nessie, Ness this is Quil, Embry, Paul, Seth, Leah, Kim and Claire." I blushed and waved at everyone.

We spent most of the evening eating burnt sausages and talking about my car, at 10 I decided I needed to head home. Jacob walked me to the Corvair, I was wearing his jacket, I think Alice and Phoebe intentionally missed out on that part of my outfit.

"I guess I um, will see you soon then." I smiled at him before starting to slip out of his jacket. He caught my hands.

"Keep the jacket, it looks better on you anyway." I nodded and got in the car, he waved as I drove toward home and I couldn't stop the smile from spreading across my face. Jacob did funny things to my insides.

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