Chapter 3

Renesmee's POV

"God! You two are such children. Get up!" Alice's voice was coming from the kitchen and I sat up, Jacob following suit.

I looked at the clock and saw we'd overslept; it was already noon. "Ready for this?" Jacob asked and I nodded.

"You didn't leave me much choice," I mumbled and Jacob pulled me to his side squishing me a little but causing me to laugh more than anything.

"I smell eggs," Jacob said sniffing the air after a couple seconds. "and bacon, and toast. Let's go eat."

"I'll pass. I'm hunting after the camera crews leave today with Mom. She wants to talk to me away from the house."

"Okay. That should be fun," Jacob whispered in my ear, kissing my neck before Alice knocked. "Don't come in."

"Get decent then!" I blushed at Alice's assumption and Jacob laid his head over on my chest.

"No," He said stubbornly sounding quite childish.

"Excuse me. Let me rephrase that. Jacob, get decent. Nessie make sure you're ready to be dressed and camera perfected."

Now was my turn to say no. "Just give us another ten minutes," I prompted not ready to get out of the comfy bed and be separated from Jacob for Alice's primping session. I didn't hate fashion as much as my mom, but I didn't have anywhere near the appreciation and passion Alice and Rose had for it, mostly Alice in that department.

Alice opened the door against our protests, but had her eyes covered. She hated not being able to see Jacob or me in her visions and it made it harder for Dad to spy. I knew that for a fact. Alice had told me that Dad had told her once he wished she could see us in her visions, but that he also was glad because that meant he only had to see things he didn't want to in Jacob's mind.

"You can uncover your eyes, Alice," I finally said sighing and heaving myself out of bed. Jacob remained sprawled out until Alice pointed to the door and he got up walking out like a dog with his tail between his legs, no pun intended. "Nice job selling out," I muttered.

"Here. I already picked your outfit out, so get dressed." Alice left me to that while dancing into Jacob's closet and choosing him clothes he probably would refuse to wear or didn't even know he owned. I dressed in the dark-wash skinny jeans and put on the jade green top that hung loosely off one of my shoulder before grimacing and taking it off.

"I refuse Alice," I stated simply and she was immediately in front of me glaring.

"You're almost as bad as Bella," Alice huffed and yanked the shirt over my head. "You're wearing it."

"Jacob do you not even care your girlfriend is being murdered?" I knew I didn't need to raise my voice above the usual volume for him to hear me with his enhanced hearing.

Jacob was in the doorway soon and said, "I can't stop her. No one can." Jacob paused, then said, "I do, however, think you look better in my t-shirt."

"I like your t-shirt better," I agreed which gave me an idea. I grinned and turned to Alice. "I'm fine with this as long as I don't have to wear the shoes."

"But the shoes perfect it," Alice argued. I glared with contempt at the six-inch, green, peep-toe stilettos. "You'll be able to kiss Jacob without a stepladder."

"You can't reach Uncle Jasper with a step ladder," I muttered.

"I have to go and make sure the rest of the family is dressed well, but Jacob you had better wear what I picked and Renesmee, you had better not take those heels off."

Once Alice left I took an old jacket that Jake only had for show and shrugged it on. It was a thick work jacket and it smelled like Jake even though he only wore it on extremely cold days when he had to pretend to be cold so we didn't become suspicious.

"I think I'm just going to start wearing your clothes from now on," I told Jake and inhaled the woodsy scent that was Jacob.

"I'd be absolutely fine with that," Jacob said and pressed his lips to my head.

"Get dressed before Alice comes back," I ordered and began brushing my hair in front of the mirror on the wall. It kept getting snagged, but eventually it was back to its naturally wavy state. I was glad the ringlets had lost some off their bounce because I hated them. I liked the waves better. Jacob was behind me within minutes and had one of my curls wrapped around his finger. "Let's go," I said, but Jacob stopped me and pressed his lips to mine. We kissed for a moment before he took my hand and we ran back to the main house.

Everyone was wearing green or black with few other colors and I grimaced. "Alice this is tacky and you know it."

"I agree this time," Rosalie said. "Esme, Bella, Nessie, come on. We're overthrowing Alice on fashion choices this time." We all happily followed, Mom the first one. I noticed she was in a dress that looked like it belonged in a gala not a pretend to just be going about your house day while cameras watch you.

I ended up in the black t-shirt Jake had put on after he rejected Alice's assigned outfit. It was huge on me and I wore that with my Converse and Alice's jeans so she would feel a little better. We all came back downstairs in what we would normally wear, except Jasper who had stayed with Alice. She looked like she would cry if she could and I immediately felt horrible, but knew we had to stop Alice sometimes even when it hurt her feelings.

There was soon a knock at the door and I watched Grandma stand up to answer it. Jasper had returned everyone's emotions to neutral so they could sort themselves out, something he had begun doing instead of actually projecting specific emotions onto us, so we weren't quite so stressed.

We were all seated like we had been the day before for Esme's lecture, so the first thing the cameramen saw was a bunch of couples in various places around the room. Dad had been playing around with a song he'd been writing, but stopped once the cameraman was in the room. He visibly winced and I knew he was reading something in someone's mind he didn't want to hear.

I cuddled closer to Jake and he wrapped me tighter in his arms as I shifted uncomfortably under the look in the cameraman's eyes. His eyes ran over my body and I heard a growl emit form Dad's chest, reading his thoughts. I blushed getting the idea of what they were.

"Okay. Since you're all here already I'll go over what you need to do and then we'll get to filming."

"Actually my husband, Carlisle, couldn't get off of work. He works at the hospital and can't very well call in for that."

"That's fine. We'll see if we can send a camera over later and talk to him for a little while or something," the camera guy said. "I'm Ryder, by the way. The rest of the crew should be in here in just a minute, but while we wait I need to get all your names." He began pointing at each of us and we said our names. "Are you going to put a shirt on?" The guy finally asked Jacob who shrugged seeming to think about it.

Alice grinned and walked at a fast human pace upstairs. She tossed a shirt over the rail at me and said, "Nessie, you're wearing that and Jake you can wear your shirt that Nessie is wearing. Go." Alice came back downstairs and Jacob and I both headed for the downstairs bathroom.

"Nessie," Dad started to say, but I stopped him.

"I'm wearing the shirt Jacob is going to wear. We can't go to different places in the house and-"

"Go," Esme said shining her indulgent smile on us.

Jake and I walked to the bathroom and I gave him his shirt back. He pulled me into a kiss before I slid on the new shirt. "Behave," I whispered against his lips.

"What am I, a dog now?"

"As long as I've known you you have been, and you're quite the obedient dog."

"You know if I weren't a shape shifter I would be offended by being called a dog."

"Come on. I wanna get this over with then we're going to spend the night at your place."

"You know I love not having to go to school," Jacob chuckled.

"Even though it's weird that you're claiming to be older than my parents," I said.

We walked out hand in hand and Dad continued glaring at Jake. We sat back down and the camera guy blushed a little. I realized my hair was messed up from changing shirts, but that wasn't what the cameraman was thinking. I tilted my chin up as Jacob ran his fingers through my hair, playing with it as was habit.

"Okay. Now just go about your day as normal and we'll record for two or three hours."

We all did what we'd normally do only at non-vampiric speed. Dad and Mom went to the piano, Mom with a pencil in hand writing as Dad played piano. Alice and Jasper were under the stairs discussing what to build, a Lego city or card house. Rosalie decided to go work on fine tuning Mom's Ferrari and Emmett stayed put ready to make fun of us until Rosalie called him too low for the humans to hear. He followed her then and Jacob and I stood up. We headed outside to the backyard and I jumped on his back so he'd give me a piggy back ride. I wrapped my legs around his waist and we walked across the bridge in the backyard out to the meadow that we'd made when we'd moved to the new house.

I laid on my stomach while Jacob laid on his back and we just talked. "I don't like that camera guy. He gives me the creeps."

"I don't like the way he looks at you," Jacob agreed and sighed. "Speak of the devil."

"Wha-" That's when I noticed the camera guy walking across the bridge and groaned laying my head down on my arms. "I really hate you sometimes Jake."

"You never hate me," Jake said and took hold of my hand squeezing it.

"Excuse me. Strongly dislike."

"Hey. I guess you didn't hear what we told the rest of your family, but I just want you to know you should act completely normal. Don't watch what you say or anything. It's fine to say anything you want and just do whatever you do. I need you to introduce yourselves to the camera first, though." We both nodded and did so.

"I'm Renesmee. However everyone calls me Ness or Nessie. I'm seventeen."

"And I'm Jacob; I'm twenty, no matter what Emmett tells you about my age." I smiled at that and laughed lightly.

After our introduction to the cameras we were told to continue what we'd been talking about.

"I wanna do something tomorrow after you get out of school," Jacob said.

"I can't. Alice wants me to go shopping with her in Portland."

"Buy something sexy," Jacob whispered in my ear and I blushed, hoping the camera didn't pick that up, but I knew it didn't because even Jacob could talk lower than a human. It was because he had werewolf hearing.

"Shut up," I mumbled and kissed him. I was just going to peck his lips, but Jacob pulled me back in and I willingly went with it until the guy cleared his throat and I moved away guiltily. Dad was going to shit if he saw this on camera. I placed my hand on Jacob's neck and sent him the words, 'Is your goal for Dad to kill you for making out with me on camera.'

Jacob shook his head, but kissed me one more time. "I think we have enough of you two," Ryder said once Jacob and I were silent for several minutes, me sending things to Jacob and him replying with comments too low for human ears.

"I hope we didn't bore you too much," I said smiling softly and Ryder began blushing again. I laughed softly and he hurried back to the main house. I looked to where Jacob was glaring after him and reached my hand up from his neck to his cheek and stroked it while sending him, 'The guy is just human. It's nothing to worry about. Human guys flirt with me all the time.'

"And I don't like it when they do, but this guy is going to be in the main house all the time. I don't want you getting hurt."

'He's human. He couldn't hurt me if he tried.'

"I know, but I like looking out for you."

"I love you." I said aloud and in his head.

"I love you, too, Ness."

When we heard the camera people leave Jacob and I headed back for the house and Mom and I headed out to hunt.